After crushing the purple talisman, Yao Li took out a holy-level defensive shield from the storage ring.

"Even with your low level of earth martial arts, you still want to kill me, haha..."

After activating the holy weapon to completely protect himself, Yao Li's confidence suddenly increased, and his inner fear of the ancient mirror was also reduced a lot.

In his opinion, not to mention that the young man in front of him was only a small Earth Martial Realm, even a strong Saint Realm man could not break the defense of the Holy Artifact at once.

As long as you can withstand this blow, will you be able to kill this kid easily?

And just to be on the safe side, he just crushed the life-saving talisman and notified his father. With the saint's terrifying speed, he could arrive here in less than half a minute.

"You little bastard, wait for death!"

Looking up again at the ancient mirror suspended above Lu Qingchen's head, Yao Li showed a cruel smile in his eyes.

Today, I can finally avenge my little son.

"Boom boom——"

The giant cyan dragon exuded powerful spiritual power fluctuations and pounced fiercely at Yao Li's position. In just a few seconds, the number of attacks was no less than dozens of times.

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"boom--"

The giant blue dragon slammed into the sacred artifact again, and the impact caused Yao Li, who was hiding inside the sacred artifact, to tremble.

Although it did not cause any substantial damage, the shock caused by this attack made his blood surge up in discomfort.

"Little bastard, I want to see what tricks you are going to play."

Nearly ten seconds had passed, and Lu Qingchen's eyes were still closed. The only thing that had changed was the ancient mirror that gave off a faint glow.

At this moment, the Sun Burning Sky Mirror, under the control of Lu Qingchen, had begun to tremble violently, and there was a terrifying Taoist aura permeating the inside of the mirror.

As long as Lu Qingchen is willing, he can strike a terrifying blow that can destroy the saint at any time.

However, he was not in a hurry to kill Yao Li at this moment, but was quietly restoring his soul power.

Because Han Meng is also being held back now, and other people from Tiandao Holy Court are not around, so he must be fully prepared.

Although he didn't know whether what Yao Li said was true or false, Lu Qingchen had to make plans for everything that might happen next.

Otherwise, once someone stronger than the king level arrives, Lu Qingchen himself will be in serious danger.

"Gulu gulu."

Maybe it was because the spirit stone recovered too slowly, so Lu Qingchen took out a bottle of Earth Spirit Milk and drank it in big gulps.

Because he secretly felt an extremely powerful aura quickly approaching his position.

"it's time."

The soul power expanded to the limit. When he noticed the aura of the saint, Lu Qingchen did not hesitate at all and directly activated the Sun Burning Sky Mirror to shoot out a wisp of heavenly power.

Ahead, Yao Li, who saw this scene, was still extremely arrogant and had no idea what he was facing.

At this moment, his entire body was shrouded in a holy shield. Facing this blazing white beam of light from the Sun Burning Sky Mirror, Yao Li not only had no fear in his heart, but was even a little excited.

Great, my father has already rushed over. After breaking this formation, he can avenge Wu'er!

Thinking of this, Yao Li couldn't help but have a sinister smile on his face.

He had even thought about how to torture the little beast in front of him who killed his son.

Using all his strength to activate the holy shield, Yao Li's spiritual power roared majesticly. To be on the safe side, he directly activated the holy weapon with all his strength.

A purple dragon wraps around the surface of the mask. As it swims, its purple scales emit a mysterious luster, making it almost indestructible.

"Hahahaha, little bastard, your life will be worse than death right now!"

Looking at the extremely familiar figure in the distance, Yao Li couldn't help laughing.

"Pfft——"

A weak voice sounded, and in Lu Qingchen's calm expression, the blazing white beam directly penetrated the holy shield that Yao Li was proud of.

But this was not the end. After breaking through the holy shield, the power of the blazing white beam continued unabated, and finally pierced Yao Li's chest.

"No--"

In the distance, the Eagle Saint saw this scene and his eyes were about to burst, and he couldn't help roaring angrily.

He didn't expect that the holy shield he gave to his son would not be able to hold on for even a second when faced with that blazing white beam.

Seeing his son die in front of his eyes, Ying Sheng could no longer hold back the anger in his heart and took action directly against Lu Qingchen.

A huge thunder seal appeared out of thin air. Under Eagle Saint's reckless behavior, Thunder Temple's secret skill, the Heavenly Thunder Seal, was instantly condensed.

Staring at Lu Qingchen with incomparable hatred, Eagle Saint quickly formed a seal with his withered hands, and the Heavenly Thunder Saint Seal directly locked onto Lu Qingchen.

In anger, Eagle Saint has only one purpose in his mind, which is to kill the young man in front of him first, and then kill the entire Tiandao Holy Court. Only in this way can he relieve the hatred in his heart!

"Damn you bastard, die!"

Countless thunders appeared, the Eagle Saint roared like thunder, and the Heavenly Thunder Saint Seal fiercely suppressed Lu Qingchen.

This is the full blow of the Eagle Saint in his rage, and it is also a fatal blow!

Not to mention that Lu Qingchen was just a small earth martial artist, even if the person standing in front of him at this moment was a saint, he would be seriously injured and dying after receiving this blow!

When he thought about Lu Qingchen's tragic end before him, and when he thought that the ancient mirror he used just now would soon belong to him, the sadness in Ying Sheng's heart over his son's death could not help but ease a bit.

.......

The outskirts of the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range.

"Rumble--"

A huge explosion sounded from a distance.

Han Meng, who was trying his best to break out of the encirclement, suddenly felt his heart clenched when he heard the huge explosion.

She remembered that Lu Qingchen was in that position before she left.

"Get away!"

The overwhelming murderous aura bloomed from Han Meng's body, which shocked the black-robed warrior for a moment. He didn't understand why the woman in front of him suddenly changed his attitude.

Fortunately, he was a strong man in the Holy Realm and came from the highest power in the Tianzu Realm. He was only slightly startled and quickly reacted.

Seeing the woman with murderous intent in front of him, the black-robed warrior felt a surge of anger in his heart. He was just a quasi-sage, and he dared to let himself go. It was an unforgivable crime!

Thinking of this, the black-robed warrior's face quickly darkened, and even his attack became a bit more fierce than before.

He wanted to let the woman in front of him know how stupid it was to offend the saint.

But how could Han Meng consider this at this moment? Listening to the constant explosions in the distance, she was simply worried.

He slapped his chest hard with his white palm, and a mouthful of his heart's blood fell directly on the ice blue sword. In the blink of an eye, the aura of this ancient sword rose sharply.

Staring coldly at the black-robed saint standing in front of him, Han Meng's sword trembled in his hand, and a wisp of extreme black sword energy was instantly slashed out.
Chapter completed!