After all, he carries a lot of treasure.

If this magic weapon flying boat is seen by a strong semi-saint, they will definitely snatch it away.

And if Lu Chen is injured, they will be fish on the sticky board.

"I'm fine."

Lu Chen waved his hand to reassure the two of them.

Then he closed his eyes, unable to conceal his shock.

Before, he used his insane mental power to observe the poisonous insect. As a result, the poisonous insect looked over and was immediately attacked, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Thanks to his strong mental power, if he were an ordinary person, his spiritual world would be broken and he would die.

wrong.

Strictly speaking, the poisonous insect was not seen with one glance, but with countless eyes.

I wanted to see through it, but he saw through it?

"interesting."

Chase Lu sneered in his heart, feeling angry.

This little poisonous insect has done a lot of harm to others, but it actually dares to compete with itself.

If you don't give me some clues, I'm afraid you won't even know what your last name is.

"Yue Shuang, sit still and don't move."

Lu Chen instructed, and then used his mental power to spy on the poisonous insects.

Just like before, the seemingly endless eyes of the poisonous insect stared at him, putting a huge burden on Lu Chen's spirit.

But Lu Chen had suffered a loss before, so he had expected it and was forced to leave under mental pressure.

He used the pressure of the real dragon to transform his spirit into the phantom of the real dragon.

However, the poisonous insect was very ferocious, and it still stared at the real dragon's shadow without any fear.

After half a while, Lu Chen put away his mental power, took the pill to restore his mental power, and touched it to heal his wounds.

Although it was only a short period of time, the spirit was actually injured.

This poisonous insect is indeed extraordinary.

Lu Chen was happy instead.

Originally, my mental strength had not improved for a long time. Now after fighting this poisonous insect, I have actually improved slightly.

So in the following time, he spent all his time fighting against poisonous insects.

Mental strength is also steadily improving day by day.

Luo Yueshuang was equally delighted: "Brother Lu Chen, I feel that the burden on me has been reduced a lot."

Lu Chen smiled and said: "After fighting with me for so long, maybe the poisonous insect is a little tired. Don't worry, let me continue to kill it."

Luo Yueshuang nodded heavily: "Thank you, Brother Lu Chen."

The way she looked at Lu Chen was filled with a different meaning, not just respect and admiration.

But Lu Chen was so unaware that he continued to improve his spirit.

Finally, they arrived at the Holy Mountain of Space.

At this time, the Holy Mountain of Space was already quite busy.

At the foot of the holy mountain, a temporary stone platform was built.

Very huge.

Everyone can sit around and watch, and the highest point is built for the top ten strongest members of the Holy Lord.

The stone platform in the center is the place for competitions.

"This is the Assembly of the Holy Path?"

Ling Zhiyun looked around and saw a group of strong men sitting cross-legged, and felt endless pressure.

Those strong men just sat there calmly, forcing him to treat them solemnly, as if they were facing a high wall, with mountains and seas on the other side of the wall.

It's such an unattainable momentum.

"Is this the Half-Saint?"

Ling Zhiyun asked again.

Luo Yueshuang explained: "There are semi-saints and top emperors. For example, you and I are all top emperors. Only by understanding certain rules and condensing the realm of saints.

A strong person who can activate the Dharma is considered a semi-saint."

"Then where should we sit now?"

Ling Zhiyun was a little at a loss.

They were still on the flying boat, and Lu Chen was still fighting against the poisonous insects.

Looking down from a high position, you can see the hostile looks of many people.

"At the Holy Dao Conference, you actually dare to sit on a flying boat and seek death!"

A young man who looked like a bamboo pole shouted loudly, flicked his right hand like a whip, and came to cover the flying boat.

He had a sneer on his face, as if he had already seen the flying boat being smashed by him, and the ignorant people inside were smashed by him and fell down, in a miserable state.

But before the shadow of his whip could fall, a voice suddenly sounded: "Watch it!"

No, it's not one voice, but four voices.

A woman, an old man, a middle-aged man, and a young man.

Accompanying the four voices were four completely different attacks.

The woman condensed terrible ice and snow, freezing the young man with the bamboo stick.

The old man threw a black top, and a terrifying black wind swept across it, almost sweeping away the entire space.

The middle-aged man punched out, and a sea of ​​fire surged forward.

The young man threw a big cauldron, and the murderous aura lingered in the cauldron, which was terrifying.

"No!"

The young man with the bamboo pole shouted in horror.

He didn't expect that he was attacking an ignorant person controlling the flying boat casually, but he was actually attacked by four people.

He happened to know these four people.

Especially that young man, named Xiao Sha, was a top emperor like him.

They just had a good conversation and could be considered friends.

But he didn't expect that they would turn against each other in an instant.

"Master, save me!"

The young man with the bamboo pole howled miserably, his voice lingering in the air and unable to escape.

But fortunately, his master is not an ordinary character either.

Without him asking for help, his master held a long golden whip, quickly rolled it over, and pulled the bamboo pole back.

Unfortunately, despite his fast speed, the young man with the bamboo pole was still seriously injured. His skin was ulcerated, his face was covered with frost, and he kept vomiting blood from his mouth.

His master immediately put a healing elixir into his mouth, and then while delivering spiritual power to assist in healing, he looked at Holy Master Fengyun with a gloomy face.

"Hu Qufeng, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting. Your disciple dares to attack my young master. If you don't kill him, it's my young master's mercy!"

Holy Lord Fengyun sneered.

But what he said was strange.

His young master obviously didn't take any action, so why didn't he kill the young man? It was his young master's mercy.

It was obviously because the four of them were weak and failed to kill each other.

Four people joined forces to attack a great emperor, but they all let him escape.

Somewhat embarrassing.

But any fool could see that, and all four of them held back.

Otherwise, even Holy Master Fengyun could roll that bamboo pole youth into pieces by himself.

It’s not on the same level at all!

The master of the young man Zhugan obviously understood, so he only dared to yell angrily, and then changed the subject and said: "Your young master? Your noble Holy Lord actually has his own master, who is that young master?"

Holy Lord Fengyun turned around, cupped his hands towards the flying boat in the air, and said: "Welcome to you, Sir."
To be continued...