Seeing that Lu Aochen was so ruthless, even Qin Kuangge and Song Yu'an, who followed him loyally, refused to let go, and the other saints were completely desperate.
They also finally understood that Lu Aochen did not attack Song Yu'an before, it was definitely not out of love and intention, but because she still had some use value. It's ridiculous that they thought he was a hero, and they were determined to kill him, and they were simply asking for their own death.
"Lu Aochen, as long as I can leave the Nether Sand Sea alive, I will never die with you in this life!" A holy master roared angrily.
"You, you don't have that chance!" Lu Aochen gave him a cold look, and made his handprint again.
Boom, the entire formation trembled violently, and the golden light spun rapidly like a vortex.
Except for himself, all the holy masters who were still breathing fell to the ground at the same time, and the last potential in their bodies poured out together with the power of life, and quickly lost their vitality. Some weak ones even exploded and died on the spot.
The huge ancient bell rang for a long time, and finally pierced through the barrier, leaving a crack half a foot long and three feet wide.
The golden light gradually disappeared, leaving only shriveled corpses all over the floor. Hundreds of elite elites died tragically on the spot like this. Qin Kuangge was among them. Even when he died, he still stared at his eyes, and those gray eyes were filled with unwillingness.
Lu Aochen didn't look at them any more, and with a flicker of his figure, he stepped into the barrier along the crack.
"Hahahaha, I succeeded, I finally succeeded!" Standing under the stone steps, looking at the stone palace at the end, he unexpectedly lost his composure and laughed wildly.
Suddenly, eight sword lights streaked across the sky, passed through the crack, and slashed towards Lu Aochen's back.
Behind the frosty sword glow, there are the murderous gazes of Gu Fenghua and others, even colder than that sword glow.
Waiting for this moment, they have been waiting for a long time. They all knew very well that with Lu Aochen's second-rank Xuansheng cultivation base, if they were on guard, even if they exerted the power of the Eight Gods Concentrating Sword to the extreme, they might not be able to kill him. And now, in order to break the barrier, he lost a lot of his holy energy, and he was ecstatic after the completion, but he couldn't help but relax. This is the best opportunity for them to do it.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the eight sword lights had condensed and converged, and the spiritual thoughts of the eight people had also been completely condensed into it, and the power in the sword had increased several times and dozens of times.
Lu Aochen never dreamed that Gu Fenghua and others would get rid of the strange poison so quickly. As far as he knew, the poison of Tianqing Ye Youcao and bitter leaf gentian fruit was not fatal, but if he didn't take the antidote, Yu Yue wouldn't be able to recover. How could they recover so quickly in such a short period of time?
But after all, he is at the second rank of Profound Sage, and his divine sense is far beyond human comparison, and his intuition for danger is also more acute. At the moment when the sword light was about to fall on his body, he was still shocked. , suddenly drew out the long sword and slashed backhand.
"Boom!" Amidst the loud noise, Lu Aochen flew straight out with his sword in hand, and hit heavily under the steps, leaving a trail of blood behind him.
But immediately, he turned around, pointed his long sword at Gu Fenghua and the others, and asked sharply, "Aren't you poisoned?"
The sword just now was so tyrannical, Lu Aochen can be sure that even if Gu Fenghua and the others were detoxified in time, they would never recover so quickly, let alone use such a sword together, so the only possibility is¡ªthey were not poisoned at all . (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com