Chapter 210: Mingshang's men are so cute

On the other side, Lu Chen wandered around, walking and stopping. During the period, he collected more than ten drops of the source of the divine fire, which made the power of the black flame skyrocket, and the power that broke out could easily burn the king to death, even the emperor did not dare to be careless. , Once caught the fire and burned his body, he probably couldn't get rid of it, and was eventually burned to death by the black flame.
From another perspective, Lu Chen has a trump card.
Although the flames derived from the origin of the sacred fire were spirit fires, their power was far more terrifying than ordinary spirit fires. Even if the real black flames of exterminating the world were not obtained this time, Lu Chen was satisfied.
And maybe in the future, the original spirit fire he got can be promoted to the divine fire, the second black flame that destroys the world.
Of course the odds are extremely small.
While collecting the source of the sacred fire, Lu Chen repeatedly met the black-clothed youth who caused him to be jealous. The origin of the opponent was mysterious, and he exuded an inherent noble aura. The second time he met the opponent, Lu Chenren I couldn't help but tried it out, and the other side had the same idea.
The result was a tie between the two sides.
"It's such a powerful transcendent realm. The blood and energy are thicker than mine." After the match, Lu Chen was shocked and couldn't describe it in words.
This young man is the most perverted transcendent life he has ever encountered, much better than the saint children of some top great teachers.
He didn't know how much time passed, and Lu Chen didn't know where he went. Anyway, the surroundings were gray, with blood-colored light, and the surrounding mountains were undulating, bare, and they looked exactly the same.
Lu Chen was walking in a valley at this moment, and suddenly a cold wind blew him, making him chill.
This coldness is different from the cold, this coldness is cold to the bones, cold to the depths of the soul.
Even if it is movement resistance, it cannot stop this coldness.
Before long, there was a cold wind coming, Lu Chen couldn't stand it, and wanted to get out and return.
However, when passing through the valley, a plain appeared in front of you. One kilometer away, there was a lake with a diameter of about two kilometers. There were no plants around the lake, but black gravel. The surface of the lake was misty and cold. The source is this mist.
"That is"
Lu Chen was surprised because he saw someone.
A man squatted by the lake, a small fire was set up next to it, and things were roasting on the support above the fire.
"Is that person afraid of cold?" Lu Chen was shocked.
He was a kilometer away and couldn't stand the cold, but there was someone baking something by the lake in the distance.
At this moment, a few breaths came from behind, and Ming Shang brought a few people to Lu Chen's back.
Ming Shang glanced at Lu Chen without saying a word, and then his gaze fell on the character beside the cold lake.
The few people who followed Mingshang were just a few of the pigs of Mingshang last time. They gave Lu Chen the Fire Control Technique, so that Lu Chen often robbed the young master of the source of the divine fire.
Seeing that Lu Chen was here, they snorted and turned their heads, not wanting to see Lu Chen.
At first, they wanted to do something against Lu Chen, until the last time Lu Chen and the young master briefly fought, they didn't let the wind fall.
They suppressed the idea of ​​solving the enemy for the young master.
"You are waiting here"
Ming Shang spoke, and then risked his life and walked towards the lake in the distance.
Every step Mingshang took, it was extremely difficult. After about a dozen steps, the whole person was shaking. It was because it was too cold here, not cold, but a kind of gloomy cold, and the soul was shaking.
Lu Chen was a little puzzled when he saw Ming Shang risking his life to approach the lake, or the person near the lake.
He has an instinct that he might freeze to death when approaching the lake.
This arrogant and cold guy, although his combat power was extraordinary and comparable to him, he was frozen to death before he reached the edge of the lake.
Lu Chen didn't understand, why the other party wanted to seek death.
"Netherworld Lake is said to lead to the netherworld, and it is the nether wind that blows out, and the nether wind can freeze people to death."
"Yes, we are so far away, we all feel that our souls are frozen to pieces, is it possible that Netherworld Lake really leads to the netherworld"
"I hope that Young Master can successfully approach Saint Lord Liu and get the inheritance of the divine fire"
Several of Mingshang’s subordinates of the pig team, as if they were talking about tuberculosis, saw the young master leaving and couldn't help but talk.
"Nether Lake, Liu Qing" Lu Chen's eyes lit up.
Lu Chen remembered that when he met them for the first time, he gave himself a lot of information. For example, Liu Qing was not dead, and possessed the black flame of exterminating the world, but was backlashed. It needed the cold air released by the nether lake to suppress the black flame of exterminating the riot in his body. and many more.
All the information was given by a few people.
Now nagging next to him, it made him suddenly enlightened, a feeling of seeing the moon in the clouds.
Earlier, he still wondered why this cold pool was so cold, and the wind blowing over was too cold, colder than normal cold wind.
It turns out that this is the famous Netherworld Lake, but the Netherworld Lake is too big, it's almost called Nether Lake.
And the man with a fire stand by the lake, if not surprising, it was Liu Qing.
Liu Qing, a generation of heroes, ranked second in the Desolate Territory, second only to Yao Xi, and has a very high reputation in the Desolate Territory. He also created the first sacred dynasty in the Deserted Territory and ruled the borderless territory.
Lu Chen was in a very uneasy mood. The one far away was really Liu Qing.
But after another thought, it also explained why Tong Mingshang would go to the front and approach the man regardless of the danger of his life.
"It turns out that the front is Netherworld Lake, thank you for helping me solve my doubts" Lu Chen smiled and folded his hands at the people next to him.
Lu Chen thought that some of Mingshang's men were really cute, and they were very punctual and coincidentally beside him to explain his confusion.
"What do you mean"
Several of Mingshang's lovely subordinates stiffened upon hearing Yan, and looked towards Lu Chen.
Lu Chen smiled and said, "Thank you for helping me solve my doubts. If it weren't for you, I didn't know that the Netherworld Lake was in front of me, nor that the man was Saint Liu."
"I..."
After hearing Lu Chen's words, several lovely subordinates burst out of their minds and wanted to vomit blood.
They had seen Lu Chen come here before, and had come a step earlier than them. They mistakenly thought that the other party knew that this was Netherworld Lake and that the one kilometer away was Liu Qing, so they talked unscrupulously.
It wasn't until Lu Chen just said that he realized that the other party was just a stunned boy.
Even if he walked to the edge of the Nether Lake, he didn't know that it was the Nether Lake.
If they hadn't spoken, the other party would have no idea what his Young Master was doing.
In this way, they invisibly made it more difficult for their young master.
After figuring it out, they slammed their heads on the ground in shame, wishing to apologize with death, and their mentality completely collapsed.
Don't talk about them, it's just that they struggled to get out of the underworld tens of meters away, trembling in their feet, and almost fell to the ground.
He has nothing to say about his best subordinates.
Had it not been for them to follow him for decades and stay by his side since childhood, Ming Shang would have doubted whether these guys were spies.
"Thanks"
Lu Chen waved at them and followed Mingshang's steps against the wind of Netherworld.
"Second Olympics"
Seeing this scene, a few men suddenly hit the ground with a bang, and their foreheads were cracked.
They are really shameless to face their young master.
[The author's digression]: Ask for a bank note