Martial Saint!.

Chapter 637 Your thoughts are too slow (asking for monthly tickets at the beginning of the month)
Lu Chenzhou waved his hand, and the flaming figure transformed by Fang Xingyu was grasped tightly in his right palm.

"Just kill me."

Lu Chenzhou originally wanted to swallow Fang Xingyu, but his chest felt hot, and a translucent purple bead surrounded by the aura of destructive thunder flew out slowly.

Wonderful treasure: Xuantian Thunder Realm.

Lu Chenzhou was busy in seclusion to break through and had not had time to refine the prototype of this treasure. Now, some of the spirituality contained in this treasure showed great interest in Fang Xingyu in front of him.

Lu Chenzhou’s consciousness communicated with the thunder world.

In the sky, a creature that looked somewhat similar to Lei Wanliu and controlled the sixth-level thunder path roared.

【Eat...I want to eat.】

[Eat...eat it, you can get promoted...]

A message of telepathic communication came.

Lu Chenzhou looked surprised.

Xuantian Thunder Realm also likes to devour souls?

Or maybe it has its eyes on something else.

Thinking of this,
He used a secret method to temporarily take Fang Xingyu in. He had not yet refined the Thunder Realm, so he did not dare to feed it for the time being, fearing that this treasure would backfire after its promotion.

The Dharma Eye between his eyebrows opened.

"The clone of Thunder Realm Lord has broken through the realm and left. He is determined to escape. It is difficult for me to stay. However, Yin Jiujiao, Fang Bifan...you can't run away."

Pick up Fang Xingyu's storage bag.

He turned into lightning and disappeared between heaven and earth.

……

"Immortal, immortal, immortal..." The Thunder Realm Lord muttered. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have dared to imagine that a human who had practiced for less than a hundred years could actually achieve immortality! Achilles' counterattack was also reasonably explained.

"It must be that Achilles was careless, just like Fang Xingyu, who was approached by Lu Chenzhou by pretending to be dead, and then suddenly attacked. He didn't have time to use many of his trump cards before he died."

The Thunder Realm Lord was thankful.

"Fortunately, I ran fast. Regardless of whether I have reached the eighth realm or not, from the moment I stepped into the realm of immortality, no one in this vast universe, except for the limited third step, can kill Lu Chenzhou. If I continue to fight, it will be a complete waste of time and energy."

The only thing we can do now is to wait!

When Yan Ming Jie Zun took the third step and used the power of the clan's sacred artifact, he would kill Lu Chenzhou in an instant!
……

"No wonder Achilles died. It turns out that you have cultivated an immortal body. Alas, you have grown to this extent." Fang Bifan sighed.

He stopped and looked into the void ahead.

A figure in a white robe stepped out.

"Lu Chenzhou, long time no see."

Lu Chenzhou's expression changed slightly and he looked at Fang Bifan.

"witch?"

"Yes, your old friend."

Fang Bifan's face gradually aged, and finally turned into a kind-looking old man with white hair and white robe. He held a scepter in his hand, and the earth, fire, wind and water transformed around him.

"You guys really have a good plan. You use the Divine Alliance as a weapon to take action, but you hide behind the scenes."

Lu Chenzhou said calmly.

Wu said helplessly: "It's a pity that this knife is too rotten and too blunt. Not only did it fail to kill you, but it also gave you a lot of opportunities for nothing. You should thank me."

Lu Chenzhou raised his hand.

Thunder filled the palm of his hand.

A thunder dragon roared and rushed out, turning the white-robed figure into ashes, and the witch's projection gradually dissipated.

"Lu Chenzhou, the promise I made before is still valid. As long as you are willing to return to the embrace of the stars, the position of the head of the gods will be yours."

"Don't dream. One day, I will drive out all of you invaders!"

Lu Chenzhou said word by word.

"Intruder? Hehe..."

The witch's voice dissipated.

Next,
Lu Chenzhou continued to hunt down other powerful gods. The realm kings who had no time to escape were as fragile as paper in front of him. They all turned into nutrients for the promotion of the martial arts tree. Xuantian Thunder Realm also showed a strong desire for the corpses of these realm kings.

Lu Chenzhou tested it again with the corpse of the Demon Lord and found that Xuantian Thunder Realm was not affected at all.

"Just want to eat the gods?"

Lu Chenzhou couldn't help but think about the origin of this rare treasure. It was formed by smelting thousands of thunder streams in the Thunder Treasure Land.

……

"This must be a nightmare, or it is just an illusion created by Lu Chenzhou using the art of illusion. What era is it now? How can someone still cultivate an immortal body? Since the Dragon Emperor opened up the way of the physical body, there have been only a handful of people who have cultivated to the immortal realm."

A gust of wind blew through the sea of ​​ruins.

It was Yin Jiujiao. Although he was not at the eighth level, his Wind Chasing Bow had the ability to break through the void.

"I can't stay in Xuantian Realm anymore. This time I return to Liefeng World and start seclusion. I won't come out until I become a Realm Master." Yin Jiujiao said to himself.

The world of three thousand has changed.

In the past, not a single eighth-level strongman would die in thousands of years, but three died in just a few months.

The priest, Achilles, Fang Xingyu...

They are all related to Lu Chenzhou.

Lu Chenzhou is the disaster star!
After flying for an unknown amount of time, Yin Jiujiao had reached his limit and a small world appeared in front of him.

"Recover some strength first."

Yin Jiujiao dived in and saw endless snow-capped mountains with white pagodas and temples scattered among them.

"What a weak world."

His mental power, which was close to the eighth realm, spread out and he was able to sense that this was just a low-level world. In the entire world, the strongest was only in the middle stage of the sixth realm.

"This is a good place. Lu Chenzhou probably didn't expect that I was hiding in a world with thin energy. If he still finds me, I will use the sentient beings in this world as hostages, and there will be a glimmer of hope."

...Landara Monastery.

"After the Great Dream Patriarch ascended to heaven, a new era of this world began. Countless practitioners learned that there is always someone better than you, and that there are nine realms of cultivation. We are just a grain of sand in the vast ocean."

The storyteller tells stories in the teahouse.

During the decades that the Great Dream Patriarch has been preaching, more than a dozen people in the sixth realm have been born in the vast sea world, and there are hundreds of people in the fourth and fifth realms, and their strength is far greater than before.

Physical and spiritual practice go hand in hand.

Four-Elephant Warrior, Great Dream Monk...

Various extraordinary paths are flourishing.

The world entered a period of peace and prosperity, demons were almost extinct, and the population increased more than tenfold in just a few decades.

"Is the Great Dream Patriarch a deity?"

A child asked.

“From today’s perspective, Patriarch Da Meng should only be a practitioner of the seventh realm, on the same level as the True Buddha. However, to us, he is no different from a deity…” the storyteller said with a smile.

"Great Dream Patriarch?"

in the corner,
Yin Jiujiao, who had hidden his real name, murmured.

"Four Symbols, Great Dream, Martial Arts... Why does this so-called Great Dream Patriarch sound familiar?"

He was uneasy.

These elements seem to be found in another man, Lu Chenzhou.

"Could it be that this is a colony of the Tianxia civilization? Is Lu Chenzhou the founder of the Taoism?"

He vaguely guessed something.

"Oops!"

Yin Jiujiao suddenly felt something was wrong. He left the restaurant and turned into a gust of wind, rushing into the sky. When he was about to break through the boundary and leave, he saw the lightning tearing the universe apart outside the ruins. He cursed inwardly and turned back.

He pulled the divine bow, burning half of his strength to condense a wind arrow that was about a thousand miles long.

"Let's fight to the death."

The might of the peak of the Seventh Realm swept across heaven and earth. From the monks in the snow-capped mountains in the west to the fishermen in the sea in the east, all the creatures in this lower world raised their heads.

"Then...what is that?"

“Is that God?”

"I feel stronger than Sakya Patriarch!"

"More than that, I have seen Grandmaster Da Meng, and this guy's aura is even stronger than Grandmaster Da Meng."

Snowy mountains.

Master Sakya sensed a terrifying aura and quickly flew out, looking at the tall figure in the sky.

"Such a powerful aura. It feels like even if there were a hundred of me, I wouldn't be able to match him even a little bit. Even the real Buddha I've seen is far inferior to him. I wonder why this bow-wielding god came to our world?"

Sakya Master understood.

If this god wanted to, he could destroy the world with a single arrow, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to collapse, with all things sinking!
The master of Xuanbing Pavilion was also trembling.

"It is rumored that only the eighth realm masters can break through the void and descend to other worlds at will. This bow-wielding god is probably in the eighth realm... How could such a master at the top of the universe come to a remote place like the Vast Sea World? Even if he destroyed the entire world, the resources he would get would not be enough to fill his teeth. It is a sheer waste of time."

Whoosh!
The thousand-mile-long arrow tore through the void, revealing the sea of ​​ruins behind him and the figure in white robe. He just raised his hand lightly, and tens of thousands of shields attached to his body like scales, transforming into a huge dragon claw that gently grabbed the arrow.

boom!
Arrows exploded, and endless fierce winds shattered the shield, surrounding the white-robed figure. Finally, the shield was completely shattered, and the remaining strong winds were all blocked by the purple leather armor that appeared around the white-robed figure.

"Lei Wanliu's purple thunder armor..."

Yin Jiujiao was desperate.

The gap was too big. His all-strength attack could only break the opponent's magical defense, but the opponent still had an eighth-level spiritual weapon and an immortal body.

Even if there were a hundred of him, they wouldn't be able to kill Lu Chenzhou.

This is the natural barrier between the seventh and eighth realms!
Yin Jiujiao put his hands together, burning the wind god blood in his body, and turned into a fifteen-winged giant that looked like a bird and a fish. The fourteen wings of the Fierce Wind God Clan were the seventh realm, and the sixteen wings were the eighth realm. He had fifteen wings, and only one wing was needed to be promoted to the realm master. By then, even if he couldn't beat Lu Chenzhou, he could save his life and escape.

"Lu Chenzhou, if you dare to kill me, I will mobilize the wind power of this world in a moment, and let 60 million human beings in this world be buried with me!"

Buzz!

High above the Vast Sea Realm, eight gigantic wind tunnels with diameters of thousands of miles appeared at some point.

The wind tunnel is extremely unstable and may explode at any time. When the time comes, a blow comparable to the eighth realm will be released without reservation, annihilating an entire world.

From the Sakya Patriarch to the peddlers, everyone was shocked by this unexpected disaster.

They knew very well that their safety depended on the thoughts of two great men at the top of the sky.

“Why would God destroy us?”

"This is not a god, this is a devil!"

People wailed.

"I am God! Before the stars came, it was our ancestors who ruled the world. Why are all the gods dead, but you ants are still alive?"

Yin Jiujiao's eyes were bloodshot and he spoke coldly. His terrifying majesty scared many mortals to death. If he had not retained a trace of rationality, he would have used these people to threaten Lu Chenzhou. His divine power could have killed half of them.

Lu Chenzhou's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

He still underestimated the evilness of the gods.

His figure disappeared and he acted decisively.

"That's good. I'll have someone to bury with me when I die." Yin Jiujiao thought about it, and all the wind tunnels exploded at the same time.

But then he saw a brilliant golden light shuttling through heaven and earth, continuously swallowing up the exploding wind tunnels. In less than a tenth of a breath, it came to his side, revealing boundless golden wings filled with wind and thunder.

The figure of the golden roc was reflected in Yin Jiujiao's divine eyes, with a wingspan of hundreds of miles, like a myth.

Before he could self-destruct, a golden claw crushed his body and pierced his soul.

Dapeng said coldly.

"Your thoughts are too slow."

(End of this chapter)