"What does he want to do?" Zhen Yuanzi and others stared at Lu Chen's right hand, and they were all shocked and confused, even Emperor Jun Taiyi.

They didn't understand what Lu Chen meant. If he didn't kill Dong Wanggong, why did he suddenly fly in front of him? But if he wanted to kill Dong Wanggong, why didn't he use the spirit treasure instead of extending his right hand.

Could it be said that Lu Chen's right hand is more powerful than Lingbao?

Everyone shook their heads in disbelief. Although they knew that the Dragon Clan was born powerful, what would happen no matter how powerful they were? Can they compete with the best innate spiritual treasures and innate supreme treasures?

Zhen Yuanzi and others did not believe that Lu Chen, who had a rich family that even a saint would envy, would not be able to get a top-quality innate spiritual treasure.

All the powerful officials were extremely puzzled. Even Sanqing, who wanted to rescue Duke Dong, was immediately stunned.

However, in the Chaos Void Zixiao Palace, Hongjun's pupils, which had been paying attention to the situation in Zifu Mountain, suddenly shrank. "How could he, who had fought side by side with Lu Chen, not know the power of Lu Chen's move?"

Hongjun did not dare to neglect, and quickly prepared to leave Zixiao Palace and head to Zifu Mountain.

However, at this moment, Hongjun Gujing Bubo's expression suddenly changed drastically, his pupils shrank violently, and he looked straight ahead.

Under Hongjun's gaze, a misty white smoke rose out of his dojo, Zixiao Palace, out of his control. This white smoke slowly floated in front of him. Then, under Hongjun's horrified gaze,

Transformed into a Yangmei face.

"Fellow Taoist, you are well." A faint smile appeared on Yang Mei's face, and her faint voice echoed in the purple sky.

Hongjun's facial expression kept changing in an instant. After a while, he showed a wry smile and sighed: "Yes, fellow Taoist, I haven't seen you for thousands of years, and my cultivation has become more advanced."

Thousands of years ago, during the battle of Chaos, Yang Mei took three treasures away from him without any ability to fight back. Unexpectedly, tens of millions of years later, Yang Mei would be able to enter his dojo without anyone noticing.

You know, this is a saint's dojo! And he is in charge of it personally, but he still lets Yang Mei enter. Even if Hongjun has already..." "This is the realm of a saint, without sadness or joy, but I can't help but feel a little bit of sadness and anger.

Yang Mei smiled softly and said: "Fellow Taoist, I'm sorry, it's just a small trick."

What Yang Mei said is true. What he practices is the law of space. To him, this is indeed a trivial skill, just like collecting the Hongjun magic weapon back then.

The corner of Hongjun's mouth twitched violently several times, and for a moment he felt so aggrieved that he just wanted to vomit blood.

"Little tricks! Have you ever seen little tricks invade the saint's dojo?"

If it weren't for the saint's realm, Hongjun would have wanted to point at Yang Mei's nose and yell.

But soon, Hongjun calmed down, stopped talking nonsense with Yang Mei, and said straight to the point: "I wonder why your friend is here?"

Yang Mei narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Why do fellow Taoists ask questions knowingly?"

Hongjun didn't answer. After a while, he sighed sadly and said: "Forget it, fellow Taoist, don't worry. Since I made a promise during the Chaos War, I will definitely not go back on it."

"I hope so."

"Kunpeng Supreme of the Great Desolation Chapter 7 The Death of Duke Dongwang" Yang Mei nodded noncommittally. He naturally knew that Hongjun would not break his promise, otherwise he would violate his Taoist heart, and he would never think about further advancement in the future.

However, when you reach Hongjun's level, you can have thousands of calculations to do something that violates your promise without breaking your promise.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Hongjun's face and he said: "My fellow Taoist has come from afar, why not just wait for a while in Zixiao Palace?"

Yang Mei did not refuse and said: "Pindao also has this intention."

"..."

…

At the same time, over Zifu Mountain.

Under the full force of Dong Wanggong, the spherical shield outside Dongwanggong's body was like a small sun star, shining in all directions and extremely eye-catching.

With this extremely powerful defense, Prince Dong's frightened heart finally found a sense of security and gradually felt at ease.

However, when Lu Chen stretched out his slender and white right hand, a strong palpitation instantly enveloped Duke Dong's heart.

When Dongwanggong suddenly said "Kunpeng Supreme of the Great Desolation", his heart was extremely frightened.

You know, although it is not glorious to say, after all, Duke Dongwang has been hunted by countless powerful monks for hundreds of thousands of years. He has experienced countless near-deaths and has become immune to some ordinary dangers of death. However, now this

His heart palpitated, even though he was in the quasi-sage realm, he couldn't help but feel a sense of suffocation.

"What the hell is going on?!" Prince Dong was horrified and shouted crazily in his heart.

Suddenly, Duke Dong's eyes suddenly popped out, and he looked at Lu Chen's right hand with great horror.

The fingers of Lu Chen's right hand were slightly spread and pushed forward in the shape of a palm. This movement seemed extremely slow and also seemed very weak.

However, Duke Dong was shocked to discover that this seemingly harmless hand was completely unblocked by his defensive shield!

Dongwang Gong's layer of defensive shield, which even the Sanqing had to struggle to break through, was completely like paper in front of Lu Chen's hand, and was punctured in an instant!

"How is this possible?!"

Not to mention that Prince Dong himself was horrified and in disbelief, even Sanqing and others were dumbfounded in shock when they reacted.

"Is this still a hand?!"

Sanqing, who had just looked down upon Lu Chen for seeing through his cultivation, couldn't help but look at each other, and his heart suddenly filled with fear: "How is this possible? When did his hands become so powerful?!"

Sanqing asked himself, let alone them now, even after they attained enlightenment and became saints, they would not be able to break through the defense of a quasi-sage so silently and easily with just one hand.

However, what they couldn't do, Lu Chen did it now! And it was extremely easy!

Sanqing and others were stunned for a moment. However, what shocked them was far more than that.

Lu Chen looked at the inexplicably frightened Dong Wangong, with a sneer on his lips: "Dong Wanggong, your death has come."

"No... no, senior, spare your life... senior, spare your life..."

Duke Dong Wang looked at Lu Chen's right hand that looked like a ghost in horror, his spirit completely collapsed, he could no longer feel any luck, and he hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.

Lu Chen's eyes were cold and unmoved, and he continued to slap Dong Wanggong's head with his right hand.

"Shuzi, how dare you!" Sanqing came back to his senses and shouted in unison.

Although they despised Dong Wanggong's performance, they could not tolerate Lu Chen killing Dong Wanggong in front of them.

Without any hesitation, Sanqing did not care about bullying the few with more, and all took action to stop Lu Chen.

But, it's too late!

A cold light flashed in Lu Chen's eyes, and his right hand moved forward instead of retreating, and quickly slapped Duke Dong on the head.

Lu Chen's force was very light, so light that Dong Wangong didn't feel it at all. At that moment, Dong Wangong even had the illusion that he would not be hurt at all by this hand.

However, soon, Duke Dong realized that he was wrong, and how wrong he was! No trace of human flesh, flesh, or mana was left behind.
Chapter completed!