Chapter 757: tyrannical

Not far away, Yuan Zhengqing's gray eyes stared at Lu Chen, extremely solemn, and his heart was slightly turbulent.
The cursed substance that the opponent came into contact with was a person who cursed the Heavenly Sovereign. If it is in the upper realm, the supreme figure will be corroded by the body. If you are lucky enough to not die, it will also be swallowed up by most of the life source. The curse is powerful, but it is easy to deal with the Dacheng Shengwang.
Yuan Zhengqing was not surprised that the Bodhi tree was cultivated to become the Great Saint King. It was a special life form that could survive a period of time.
However, the young man beside him, who was only in the late stage of the holy monarch, did not die after being exposed to the curse of Tianzun, full of energy, full of energy in his words, and showed no signs of being swallowed up by vitality.
This scene is very strange.
Changing to an ordinary sage, he had already been swallowed up and died.
"Yuan Zhengqing, you can't do this decree, you can't even curse an ordinary holy monarch" high in the sky, the handsome young man with silver brilliance flowing all over his body laughed.
In the words, there was more or less a hint of gloating, but deep in the eyes, a strange color flashed.
"Senior, you should fight with your power first." Lu Chen didn't pay attention to the uninvited two people for the first time. Black flames gushed out from the palms of the palms and sent them into the body of the Bodhi ancestor. With the extinction black flames entering the body, quickly Help Bodhi Patriarch purify the cursed substance in the body.
The pressure on Bodhi Patriarchs was relieved a lot.
"Lu Chen actually has a divine fire." A strange color flashed in the green eyes of the ancestor Bodhi.
Then, he concentrated on his exercises, united with the black flames of exterminating the world to disperse the cursed matter, and saw a layer of black flames appearing on the body of the ancestor Bodhi, blocking the cursed matter.
"This cursing matter is a bit strong, let's kill him first." Lu Chen temporarily relieved the pressure on the ancestor Bodhi, and finally his attention fell on Yuan Zhengqing.
The eyes of the many disciples of Bodhi Mountain possessed by cursed matter, Bodhi ancestors, Xuanwu Pill Sage, and others all fell on Lu Chen.
Especially the disciples of Bodhi Mountain, who hated Yuan Zhengqing, the other party came to Bodhi Mountain, and within a short time of incense sticks, countless fellow students died in the hands of each other, and they are still suffering.
They no longer feel jealous of Lu Chen, they only hope that Lu Chen can suppress each other.
Lu Chen didn't have any extra words, and killed him directly. Like a ghost, he approached Yuan Zhengqing silently and quickly. His palms slapped continuously, and each palm carried a huge amount of power. There was a huge noise in the space, like the sky and the earth.
Now that there is a very small gap between Lu Chen and the Tianjiao figures from the Lower Realm after being promoted to the late stage of the Saint King, it can even be said that there is no.
There are no rules to use, pure force attack.
Suddenly, Yuan Zhengqing's hairs stood up, and an extremely terrifying breath emerged from his body. He waved his palm, covering the curse power, and collided with Lu Chen.
However, when the palms and fingers collided, Yuan Zhengqing immediately felt a terrifying force erupting, surging violently, and only heard a click. One of Yuan Zhengqing's arms burst into blood mist, and Yuan Zhengqing himself also made a stern cry. The screams of screams pierced the clouds and cracked rocks.
Yuan Zhengqing had a three-point guard against Lu Chen because someone had previously been tainted with the curse of the Tianzun level, and made a full shot, but he didn't expect that he was still invincible.
"Hey, aren't you from the upper realm? Why are you so weak?" Lu Chen was slightly surprised.
Because Yuan Zhengqing in front of him was very weak, a few points weaker than Lu Ming, he only fought for one round, and one of Yuan Zhengqing's arms was squeezed and exploded by huge force.
Although there was a curse material entering the body during the confrontation, this curse really didn't have much effect on him.
"you"
Yuan Zhengqing's face changed, his eyes were cold and angry, and he didn't even think that after only one round of fighting, he failed miserably and lost an arm.
"Who gives you the courage to come to Bodhi Mountain and lie down for me" Lu Chen strode towards Yuan Zhengqing, raised his arm, and slapped it over.
Yuan Zhengqing's figure flashed and quickly dodged. He was in the air. In front of him was a large black bow suspended in front of him. His mind was a hand, cursing matter condensed into an arrow. The remaining hand-drawn bow, a gray arrow. , Breaking through the constraints of space, quickly shot towards Lu Chen.
Lu Chen directly ignored Yuan Zhengqing's attack, because he was not afraid of cursing matter at all, turned into a flash of lightning, and came to Yuan Zhengqing's side in a flash, and slapped him.
Snapped!
Yuan Zhengqing flew out, spouting a mouthful of blood, which was also mixed with two teeth.
With this slap, Lu Chen almost killed Yuan Zhengqing, his ears buzzed and his eyes stared.
Lu Chen volleyed his foot, like a big Peng spreading his wings, arrogant and overbearing. He stepped on Yuan Zhengqing’s chest. The sound of broken bones sounded. Yuan Zhengqing flew upside down again, but this time, he suffered an unimaginable blow. It collapsed, the bones broke and tendons were broken, and the injuries were extremely serious.
Yuan Zhengqing's face suddenly turned pale, and he was beaten up.
The young man in front of him has no fear of cursing the invasion of matter at all, and he himself is good at cursing. All the great arrogances of the upper realm must be afraid of three points. If someone is not afraid of cursing matter, then he loses his advantage, because the flesh is his. Weak.
The disciples around Mount Bodhi saw that Yuan Zhengqing was cruelly suffocated.
To see this gray-robed youth who killed countless fellow students, suffered such treatment, even if he died.
"Qi Yang, we are working together, and the origin of life is half of one person," Yuan Zhengqing said with blood on the corner of his mouth, looking up into the sky, the young man with silver flowing body.
Yuan Zhengqing knew that if he did not join forces today, he might fall here.
A big foot stepped in the air, and the power burst, like a mountain smashed down, scared Yuan Zhengqing's souls, but he was still a step late and was kicked in the side by Lu Chen.
There was a bang.
Yuan Zhengqing's side waist exploded, as if he had been bitten by some beast, missing a lot of blood and blood.
Yuan Zhengqing was hit hard again, panicked, and could not care about his demeanor: "Qi Yang, help me quickly."
"Ha ha"
High in the sky, Qi Yang has a handsome appearance and a strong body, with a layer of sacred silver flowing around him, looking like a god.
When Qi Yang heard Yuan Zhengqing's words, he did not respond immediately, with an air of hanging up high.
"Give you a bottle of Tianzun Liquid" Yuan Zhengqing growled.
However, Qi Yang still stood calmly, but the smile on his face got better and better.
"Ten Bottles" Yuan Zhengqing has red eyes, with painful eyes on his face.
"it is good"
Qi Yang finally agreed. He stepped forward, crossing between Lu Chen and Yuan Zhengqing, looking towards Lu Chen and saying, "You have to be forgiving and forgiving, stop."
In Qi Yang's tone, with a wave of indifference and a command, the breath of the whole body changed, and the silvery silver brilliance flowed, no longer a soft light, but a breath like a sharp sword and stinging the body. .