"Why do you have a festival with the descendants of Nine Dragons?"
The Master of Death Deep looked at the embarrassed Miao Yan, and then at Miao Ru, and couldn't help frowning.
What kind of virtue is his daughter, how could his father not know?
Miao Ru relied on his power, his cultivation was high, and he bullied the weak on weekdays. He was used to being arrogant for a long time, and he must have provoked the descendants of Jiulong on his own initiative.
Otherwise, only the heirs of Jiulong who are at the peak of true immortals have not yet grown up to the right level, so they dare not provoke Da Luo Jinxian casually.
"That Lu Chen was too arrogant and blocked my way. Miao Yan couldn't see it, so he taught him for me."
Miu Ru blushing, breathless, calm and comfortable when telling a lie.
"The descendants of Nine Dragons were sent by the human race. If you have nothing to do, don't make any grudges with them. The descendants of Nine Dragons in all generations have never been good."
Lord Death Deep frowned and said.
"Just now, the Ming bell of the Mistbreak Fortress rang. I have to rush over to join my father, otherwise the descendant of Nine Dragons will definitely have no good fruit to eat."
Miaoru snorted softly, disapproving of her father's advice, and firmly believed that Lu Chen was not her opponent.
From the battle between Lu Chen and Miao Yan, she could see that Lu Chen was better than Miao Yan, and his combat power was a little bit stronger than that of the general Da Luo Jinxian, and his combat power was just that.
And she is a powerful mid-stage Da Luo Jinxian, with a strong immortal essence, and it is possible to break through the late Da Luo Jinxian at will.
If she went off in person, Lu Chen's fist strength was ahead of her, he definitely wasn't good enough, and he would definitely be beaten by her.
At this moment, on the battlefield of the real immortals on the lower left side of Duanwu Peak, there were sudden bursts of loud explosions, shaking the sky.
All the great Luo Jinxians hurriedly looked to the lower left. Although they couldn't see the real fairy battlefield below, they could vaguely see countless sword edges forming a galaxy of stars, circling down...
A moment later, ghostly cries and howls came from the battlefield of the real immortals. The sound was extremely miserable, as if there were countless evil spirits screaming in hell.
"What's the situation on the True Immortal Battlefield?"
"The True Immortal Battlefield is at the crossroads. Asura's True Immortal Army is so powerful, can the Ming Clan's True Immortal army hold it?"
"If the main road below is lost, and Shura's army of true immortals goes to Mingku Mountain, then there will be a fire in the rear. How can the Ming clan guard Wufeng?"
"At that time, we can only break the rules of the battlefield and send out the Daluo Jinxian to drive out Shura's army of true immortals."
"Breaking the rules of the battlefield is to provoke the highest level of the battlefield. Maybe Shura is waiting for this, and their Da Luo Jinxian team will kill them in an instant."
All the big Luo Jinxians said one after another.
"Everyone, don't worry, Lu Chen just went to the battlefield of true immortals, Shura's army of true immortals will definitely be defeated!"
The Lord of Mingku Mountain chuckled, and said, "Lu Chen's group killing skills can kill below the late stage of the Golden Immortal, and even a mere real immortal can't resist it. No matter how many Asura's real immortals are, it's still a gift."
Sure enough, not long after, the roaring explosions on the True Immortal Battlefield suddenly stopped, as if the battle had ended suddenly.
Soon, someone ran up from the lower left side of Duanwu Peak, and it was Lu Chen.
"How's the real fairy battlefield going?"
The Lord of Mingku Mountain looked at Lu Chen who was rushing towards him, and asked.
"It's a good fight, the enemy has already retreated."
Lu Chen responded with a smile while running.
"So fast?"
Hearing this, all Da Luo Jinxians were taken aback.
It is said that Shura's army of true immortals plus sixth-order immortal beasts has tens of millions of people, and it would take a lot of effort to send an army of golden immortals to fight.
But Lu Chen ran over by himself, and it took less than half a stick of incense, so the fight was over?
This group of killing skills are too perverted!
"No hurry, no!"
"I heard that Shura's army of golden immortals is also very large, crushing the existence of the Ming clan's army of golden immortals, the battlefield of golden immortals here is also very dangerous."
"I have to get there first before the Jinxian troops of the Mingzu are defeated, otherwise I won't be able to fight once the Jinxian troops of the Mingzu are defeated!"
Lu Chen continued to respond with a smile, his steps were not slow, and he ran close to the Mistbreak Fortress while speaking.
"My Jinxian army of the Ming clan is powerful, and it is not so easy to collapse. You don't have to run so fast."
The Lord of Mingku Mountain frowned, and said it easily, but he asked Lu Chen tens of thousands of times in his heart.
He often said that the Jinxian army of the Mingzu was broken, and he didn't give the Mingzu any face. Lu Chen really couldn't chat!
In front of Da Luo Jinxian of other races, he unscrupulously belittled the Mingzu, that was a slap in the face of him, the master of Mingku Mountain!
"You are not in a hurry, I am in a hurry!"
"If Shura's army of golden immortals is not destroyed, Shura will not send out the big Luo golden immortal team."
"If Shura doesn't take the initiative to open up the Daluo Jinxian battlefield, you Mingzu will not take the initiative to open up the battlefield!"
"The Daluo Jinxian battlefield is not going to start, when will I wait until I get the eighth-order immortal beast pill?"
Lu Chen responded like this.
"What eighth-order immortal beast pill?"
Lord Chaotian asked curiously.
"The Great Elder Mingxian promised me that as soon as the Daluo Jinxian Battlefield starts, he will give me a thousand eighth-rank immortal beast pills!"
Lu Chen said.
"Nonsense, I didn't promise to give you a thousand eighth-level immortal beast pills. I only promised that all the eighth-level immortal beasts that were killed would be given to you as trophies."
The Great Elder Mingxian couldn't bear it anymore, and was also angered, so he refuted on the spot.
"Well, yes, that's exactly the case, Great Elder Mingxian has a good memory!"
Lu Chen laughed, his feet accelerated, his figure flashed, and he rushed to the Golden Immortal Battlefield in front of him.
"you……"
At that moment, the Great Elder Mingxian came to his senses, his old face turned blue, and he was shaking with anger, wanting to chase after him, and slapped Lu Chen to death.
Because, he knew that he had fallen into Lu Chen's pit, and was hit by Lu Chen's trick on the spot, and it was impossible to save him!
All the eighth-level immortal beasts that were killed belonged to Lu Chen. He had promised Lu Chen in private.
But now it's all right, he refuted Lu Chen in public, which is equivalent to making the agreement with Lu Chen public, and he said it himself, so there is no way to go back on it.
This is like a dumb man who eats yellow lotus, unable to tell if he is suffering, and only he knows the suffering.
If the Da Luo Jinxian battlefield starts, both sides will suffer large-scale losses, and a large number of eighth-level immortal beasts will die, so a large number of eighth-level immortal beast pills will appear.
The eighth-rank Immortal Beast Pill, the core material for refining the Great Luojin Pill, is so valuable that even rich people can't buy it.
When the time comes, if he fulfills his promise to send all the dead eighth-level beasts to Lu Chen, the Lord of Mingku Mountain will definitely want to strangle him to death!
If the promise is not fulfilled, the Hades will lose their credibility. Which race will believe in the Hades in the future?
Lu Chen couldn't see the ugly look on the face of Great Elder Mingxian.
At this moment, Lu Chen had already rushed to the edge of the Golden Immortal battlefield, just in time to see that the Jinxian troops of the Ming clan could not resist and were retreating steadily.
"Lu Chen, hurry up, we can't stand it anymore!"
The old fairy Mingnan, who was retreating with the Jinxian army, saw Lu Chen as if he saw a straw.
"I'm going to go, so many!" Lu Chen ignored the old fairy Mingnan, just glanced forward, and couldn't help gasping.
