Chapter 679: : Top of the Altar 7

Lu Chen with a face full of anger and violent aura seemed like a wild beast, rushing into the Tan Clan guards, blasting away, everywhere was cyan sword light, and bright blood.
"Kill him soon."
Tan Gang was full of anger when he saw this, and shouted murderously.
The four of them hurriedly swung their waist knives towards Lu Chen. All of a sudden, the light of the sword and the light of the sword were woven, clanging voices, and blood sputtered continuously.
The blood on Lu Chen's body was already dry, but in an instant, it was stained blood red again, but there were no scars on his body. Instead, his feet were covered with corpses.
No more, no less, as many as twenty!
In front of him, only the four of Tan Das were left.
"kill!"
The big four of Tan Tan looked at the Lu Chen, only felt that their eyelids were beating, the corners of their mouths twitched, and there was a chill in their hearts for no reason, but they had to summon the courage to step forward and try to kill Lu Chen.
Lu Chen grinned and grinned, his eyes were cold, he raised the Qinglian sword and rushed down, like a tiger descending a mountain, a mist was raised, followed by two "poof" sounds, and two heads flew across. Got out.
"The third? The fourth?"
The two of Tan Da's eyes suddenly opened, and the fierce light was revealed. The fear of Lu Chen disappeared at this moment, and they rushed up like life.
They only have one thought now, and that is to kill Lu Chen and avenge the dead brother.
Seeing this, Lu Chen sneered and said, "Now I will send you to to see them."
The Qinglian sword split from the top to the bottom, splitting the shield in front of Tan Er, and then Lu Chen swept out with a sword. With a "pouch," blood splashed, and Tan Er's lazy waist was split into two.
Blood spattered on Tan Da's body, and he finally showed boldness. Looking at Lu Chen, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound.
Because there was an extra blood stain on his neck, there was no blood at first, but suddenly it became redder and red. In an instant, a large amount of blood spurted out, and Tan Da fell under Lu Chen's feet with the blood mist in the sky.
On the altar, everything was silent, and there was no sound.
The sect disciples who had just screamed frantically, all of the sect disciples who mocked Lu Chen closed their mouths, and their eyes were full of courage when they looked at Lu Chen, and they stepped back, fearing that it would hurt the fish pond.
When Sha Xingtian, Yuan Tianlong, Feng Shenyu, Ming Kong and the others saw them, after a period of silence, their faces showed shock in no particular order.
After a while of stunned Sword Sovereign Supreme Sun and Sword Sovereign Mad Dragon, the expressions on their old faces became more exciting, and their eyes flickered with approval. What about the ancients, the real Zhongzhou warriors are muddled?
Lin Tianchai's expression of rejoicing was on his face; Nangongqin's eyes widened and looked incredible; Li Yuan was dumbfounded; Li Que was overjoyed; Li Tiangang's expression of worry disappeared a bit; Jin Qiuzhong Snoring coldly, his eyes are vicious;
The song of Feng Chao is tall and graceful, and his head is full of green silk like a waterfall. Even in such a serious situation, it looks noble and generous.
She looked at Lu Chen, with her two jade hands placed in front of her, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and a trace of struggle appeared in her star-like eyes.
Ling Xudu, Yang Yuanshi, Song Yingtian, Lin Zhongtie, Cheng Gufeng, the old man with the surname Chang, Cheng Buqi, etc. were very gloomy. They almost killed Long Xiao, Zhao Zichuan, Lin Wanfeng, Lin Tianchi and others from Lu Chen. , Their mood is no longer better than strength.
You know, after the battle of Wangchuan Lake and today's battle of the altar, the inner disciples of Lingxu Valley, Wumeng, Confucian Academy, and Five Poison Sect have been killed and wounded.
It is no exaggeration to say that within ten years, it will be difficult for several major forces to have disciples at the rank of Tianjiao.
In other words, Lu Chen used his own power to defeat the younger generation of the four major forces.
As for the blood flag gate, let alone, Cao Rong and Zhao Xin died in his hands one after another, and Cao Wushang has no one to succeed. Cao Yan’s killing intent on him has drained the waters of the three rivers and five lakes. It is also difficult to wash.
They couldn't wait to kill Lu Chen directly on the altar, but now it seems that as long as Lu Chen is still on the altar, they have no hope of killing him.
Now they can only pin their hopes on Tan Gang.
Lu Chen killed the four members of Tan Da four and twenty Tan clan guards, plus the grudge between Tan Gang and Lu Chen, how could he let Lu Chen go?
The answer is self-evident. The moment Lu Chen killed Tan Da, Tan Gang yelled hysterically: "Everyone will go up to me and kill him."
Hundreds of guards from the back looked at the four elders of the Tan Clan in the late stage of the Heavenly Passing Stage. They nodded and acquiesced to Tan Gang's order before they walked out and came under the altar together.
Then, under the full view of the crowd, they formed a square formation in groups of five, with knives, shields and spears before they mounted the altar.
For a time, it showed great momentum, and everyone looked at him.
The shield raised high, blooming with intense ink light, shaped like a round of black sun, and the spear in his hand bloomed with a cold beam of light, like a sickle of death, lifeless.
They squeezed the steps on the front of the altar, and they stepped on the steps in order, making a roar, like a chariot crushing on the reckless ground.
Seeing this, the disciples of other sects once again appeared gloating.
But at this time, Lu Chen ignored them, picked up a shield from the ground, hung it on his back, and walked towards the silver coffin.
However, he quickly came down on the twelfth step from the bottom, his body gradually bends, his face glowed red, and his forehead was sweaty, making him very uncomfortable.
But after a period of stagnation, Lu Chen gritted his teeth abruptly, took a step, and then he appeared on the next step.
At this moment, the altar sounded loudly, and an ancient, long-lasting, wild, and primitive aura came out.
"what happened?"
Everyone was surprised.
Lu Chen was also taken aback.
But I didn't expect this breath to disappear soon.
Ling Xudu, Yang Yuanshi, Zhiyang Jianzun and others all showed a sense of amazement, because even based on their experience and life experience, it was difficult to guess this altar.
"Don't stop, rush to kill him immediately."
After Tan Gang saw this, he was silent for a while, but he roared, his eyes were killing intent.
After hearing the words, the two hundred Tan clan guards stepped forward again and approached Lu Chen.
After being only ten feet away from Lu Chen, they stopped abruptly, then raised the spear in their hands, and after the guard at the front shouted the word "gale", they threw the spear together.
Two hundred spears pierced Lu Chen together, as terrifying as a locust crossing the border. The spears were sharp and daunting.
The expression on Lu Chen's face also became solemn, and he took off the shield from his back and stood in front of him.
Then, at this moment, something strange happened.
All of these spears broke apart just one foot away from Lu Chen, turned into fly ash, and disappeared.
The entire altar was silent again as Lu Chen killed the fourth person in Tan.
The two hundred Tan guards were stunned.
"Why, what's going on?" someone asked tremblingly.
The disciples and guards of other sects also looked like a ghost, looking at Lu Chen's eyes, full of horror, is it that even the sky is helping him?
"How could this be?" Tan Gang said with a stunned expression on his face.
The four elders of the Tan clan were also surprised at their old faces, and Ling Xudu, Yang Yuanshi and others frowned.
They don't understand the altar, so it's not clear why this happened.
"You don't even want God to die, do you?" Nangongqin opened his mouth.
Lu Chen naturally didn't believe this. He looked at the steps under his feet, frowned slightly, and said softly, "Is it because of these steps?"
"Perhaps because the gravity on these steps is too strong, the spears can't withstand this force at all, so they are all shaken into powder." Old ancestor Lu Jie analyzed.
After hearing this, Lu Chen was a little convinced, because he clearly felt that the last twelve steps were no longer the same level as the previous steps, and the gravity had almost tripled.
Between the twelfth step from the bottom and the eleventh step, there is also a difference of almost two thousand catties of gravity, so the inference of the ancestor Lu Jie is very likely to be true.
This might not be bad news for Lu Chen.
After thinking about it, he looked at the stunned Tan Clan guards below, and turned and continued to march towards the tenth step from the bottom.
But as soon as he moved his right foot, he felt an unimaginable force of gravity on his shoulder, and his other foot was shaking.
Lu Chen suddenly showed a look of horror, and he hurriedly withdrew his steps in fright. He raised his head to look at the silver coffin close at hand, his brows furrowed, and the amazement on his face disappeared, replaced by a solemn color.
The gravity of the previous step was at least heavier than the step he was currently on.
Don't underestimate the weight, because when one reaches the limit, even a pound of force can be the last straw to crush the camel.
At this time, Lu Chen felt that he had reached a limit, and it would be extremely difficult to step on the front steps.
How to do?
Lu Chen hesitated in his heart;
By now, he has no retreat. Once he retreats, he will only end up being killed by Tan Gang, Ling Xudu and others. There is only one way forward.
"Lu Chen, you might as well practice the nine-nine-fold profound art here, and cultivate it to the realm of great achievement." Old ancestor Lu Jie suddenly said, "In my estimation, as long as you can cultivate this skill to great achievement. In the realm, you should be able to get close to the silver coffin and obtain the four essences of the soul fruit. ’
Lu Chen's eyes brightened when he heard the words, but even after he went down sullenly, he said: "Ancestor, on this altar, you can't use spiritual power, how can you cultivate nine-nine-fold profound art?"
"Yes, how did I forget this, ancestor?" Old ancestor Lu Jie repented.
"What should I do?" Lu Chen looked at the two hundred Tan Clan guards below, feeling the difficulty of riding a tiger.
Entering, you can't take the four elements of the Yuan Lingguo; when you retreat, you will encounter two hundred Tan clan guards. The most important thing is that once he leaves the altar, Ling Xudu and others will take action without hesitation.
"hateful!"
Lu Chen suddenly hated him, his heart was extremely depressed, and his face was extremely ugly.
"Hahaha, Lu Chen, can't you go up?" Chongzizhu suddenly laughed, his laughter was harsh, full of schadenfreude, and a silly face.
The gloomy old faces of Ling Xudu, Yang Yuanshi and others finally showed a smile at this moment.
"Hehe, Lu Chen, what will my son see you do now?" Tan Gang said with a sneer.
Lin Tianchi, Jin Qiuzhong and others also sneered.
"Great, see what he will do now?" Nangongqin suddenly smiled and clapped his hands.
"Yes." Li Yuan followed his sweetheart's thoughts, and Nangongqin rolled his eyes.
Feng Chaoge's expression was very complicated, knowing that Lu Chen was unable to advance or retreat now, and hoped for a miracle.
The Supreme Sun Sword Sovereign and the Crazy Dragon frowned slightly.
Even the immortal corpse general left a trace of fluctuations.
"How can this be good?" Sha Xingtian said with a sad face.
Shi Riyan and Fu Yueling didn't say much, they just watched him.