"Lu Chen, you damn bastard, are you going to chase and kill this king?"
Lingrao couldn't help being surprised and angry when she realized that Lu Chen was running extremely fast and had chased her side.
"Under normal circumstances, I don't hold back the enemy, and I don't like to let the tiger go back to the mountain!"
"Actually, the last time you ran away, it was a trouble for you!"
"This time, no matter what, don't even think about running away, just disappear forever!"
Lu Chen said a few words with a blank face, then suddenly overtook Lingrao, and rushed to the front in an instant, blocking Lingrao's way.
"You have a sworn feud with this king, then this king will die with you!"
Seeing Lu Chen in front and Ling Wa in the back, Lingrao decided to kill Lu Chen with his sword.
"What kind of king, you are not worthy to be the king of the spirit race!"
With a cold cry, Lu Chen raised his long saber high, and performed the fifth sword technique of Zhan Tian, and slashed it down with a single stroke.
boom!
The blade collided with the sword, and there was a shocking sound.
The power of the knife collapsed, the power of the sword shattered, and the two of them were blown back by the power of the collapse, and both were blown away.
And the direction in which Ling Rao was sent flying was the direction in which Ling Wa was chasing, and it happened to hit Ling Wa's whip.
"Lingrao, take your life!"
Lingwa threw out a whip, sweeping away layers of space, and went straight for Lingrao.
"Lingwa thief, how dare you take the opportunity to attack!"
Lingrao was angry, angry, and frightened.
Before she could be stopped by the blow, Lingwa's long whip arrived, and she couldn't resist Lingwa's blow.
In a hurry, she couldn't take care of that much anymore, even though the timing was bad and her strength was weak, she still had to raise her sword to block with her backhand.
Boom!
The long whip hit the blade, the tail of the whip bent, and swept down directly from the blade, hitting Lingrao's back just right, creating a trail of blood.
"ah!"
A blood hole was swept out of Lingrao's back, and she couldn't help crying out in pain.
"die!"
Lingwa didn't give Lingrao any chance, and quickly twisted the whip, the tail of the whip flipped rapidly, instantly twisting Lingrao into pieces.
"Lingwa bitch, destroy my body, I will swallow your flesh and blood alive in the future, so that I can relieve my hatred!"
Lingrao's primordial spirit escaped, and while cursing viciously, fled to the sky quickly.
"You have no chance!"
Lingwa's face turned cold, and she swung the long whip out again, and went straight up to the sky, aiming at Lingrao's primordial spirit.
"No!"
Lingrao's primordial spirit was wiped out by Lingwa in the panic and despair!
Another Wenbeng saint has since fallen!
The battle is finally over!
Ling Rao is dead!
Fan Dang is dead!
The ten virtuous saints under Lingrao's command also fell!
As for the forbidden army, two-thirds of them also died under the slaughter of the Fanatical Legion.
At this moment, both Lingrao and Fan Dang were dead, the rest of the forbidden army dared not fight, they didn't even dare to escape, they surrendered directly.
"The Spirit King is mighty!"
When Lingwa returned to the sky above the altar, more than one billion spirit races kowtowed and cheered.
Even those dignitaries who originally supported Lingrao also knelt down one after another, vying to be a fool.
And the prisoners in Linggang who were loyal to Lingwa were even more excited.
"The boss is mighty!"
Amidst the waves of cheers, there was a different kind of cheers.
This is the cheers of the Fanatic Legion to their boss!
With a complete victory, Lu Chen surprised everyone, how could Feilong let this opportunity go?
Naturally, he would lead four thousand fanatical warriors, lift up his spirit, and use the volume of thunder to spread across thousands of miles.
"Lu Chen is mighty!"
However, Ling Gang had an idea and called out directly.
The last time he came to Linggu, Lu Chen appeared in front of the public as the destined person of the spirit tribe, so many spirit tribe people recognized Lu Chen.
Since someone took the lead, naturally many Spirit Race people also shouted.
The doomed person is the prophecy of the ancestors!
The Lingzu believed in the words of their ancestors, so they respected Lu Chen very much!
In addition, Lu Chen showed terrifying fighting power in public, beheading Fan Dang, fighting Lingrao, turning the tide with all his strength, deeply shocked countless spirit people.
Therefore, the people of the Spirit Race naturally cheered for Lu Chen no less than their queen.
"Lu Chen is mighty!"
A moment later, more than one billion Spirit Race people at the scene burst into joy, shouting in unison, and the sound waves shook the sky.
The vast majority of the spirit clan support Lingwa, and they hate troublesome thieves like Lingrao and Fan Dang.
That destined person rescued Lingwa, killed Fan Dang, and helped Lingwa destroy Lingrao. He won the hearts of the people and naturally won their support.
"Look, your fighting power is so strong, even the king's people are cheering for you!"
Lingwa glanced at Lu Chen and became inexplicably jealous.
It's just that the jealousy was just fleeting.
Lu Chen went back to Spirit Valley on purpose, saved her with all his might, and even helped her turn the tide, beheading the thieves who troubled the spirit clan. How could she really be jealous of Lu Chen?
"They are just cheering for the ancestor's prophecy, for the doomed person, not me!"
Lu Chen chuckled and became humble.
"Otherwise, forget about being the Spirit King, the people of the Spirit Race will support you anyway!"
Lingwa smiled, and said so unexpectedly.
"Pull it down, I'm not interested in being a spirit king!"
Lu Chen also knew that Lingwa was joking, but he still responded like this.
"Then what do you want to be?"
Lingwa thought for a while, and suddenly said, "Why don't you stay and be a prince?"
"ha?"
Lu Chen was taken aback, "From King Ling to Prince, why did you downgrade me?"
"Then do you want to be it?"
Lingwa asked with a half-smile.
"No, I don't like being a king, I like being an emperor!"
Lu Chen waved his hand again, and said so.
"Those who want to be emperor, have ambition!"
Lingwa nodded and understood what Lu Chen meant.
However, with Lu Chen's great potential, she believed that Lu Chen would have a high probability of becoming emperor in the future!
"Okay, let's stop chatting, Lingrao and Fan Dang left you a mess, you have to go down and clean it up."
Lu Chen didn't talk about the emperor anymore with Lingwa, that realm is still early, it's useless to talk about it now.
For Lu Chen, the most urgent task is to enter the Zun as soon as possible, and take off the short hat of the half-step God Realm!
From now on, he can use his status as a venerable to practice martial arts dignifiedly.
His 4000 subordinates are all venerables, and he is still half-step in refining the gods, how embarrassing.
"The king's suggestion just now, you should think about it carefully!"
Lingwa said so.
"Don't think about it, the position of the Spirit King is yours, I won't be the Spirit King!"
Lu Chen said.
"This king is not referring to this, this king is referring to the prince!"
After Lingwa finished speaking, her cheeks turned red and she flew down instantly.
"What kind of king is the prince?"
Lu Chen was confused, his eyes were lost, he stood in the air, and was messed up in the wind.
A moment later, Ling Gang flew up, and immediately bowed deeply to Lu Chen, even wanting to salute.
Lu Chen immediately recovered from the mess, and quickly helped him up, preventing him from continuing to salute.
"Lord Lu Chen, thank you for rescuing the queen, and thank you for getting rid of Lingrao and Fan Dang, otherwise our spirit clan will have a big shock."
