"Lu Chen, you damn guy, do you want to hunt down and kill this king?"
Lingrao found out that Lu Chen was so fast that he actually caught up to her, and she couldn't help being surprised and angry.
"Under normal circumstances, I won't show mercy to the enemy, and I don't like to let the tiger go back to the mountain!"
"Actually, when you ran away last time, you left trouble!"
"This time, no matter what happens, don't even think about running away. Just disappear forever!"
Lu Chen said a few words expressionlessly, then suddenly surpassed Lingrao, rushed forward in an instant, and blocked Lingrao's path.
"You have a mortal feud with me, so I will die with you!"
When Lingrao saw Lu Chen in front of him and Ling Wa behind him, he became cruel and raised his sword to kill Lu Chen.
"Who am I, you are not worthy to be the king of the spirit clan!"
Lu Chen made a cold sound, raised his long sword high, and used the fifth sword technique of Zhantian to slash down with one blow.
boom!
The blade collided with the sword's edge, causing a shocking sound.
The strength of the sword collapsed, the strength of the sword shattered, and the two of them were counterattacked by the power of the collapse, and they were both knocked away.
The direction in which Lingrao was knocked away was exactly the direction Lingwa was chasing, and it happened to hit the mouth of Lingwa's whip.
"Lingrao, accept your fate!"
Lingwa whipped out her whip, sweeping away layers of space and heading straight for Lingrao.
"The Lingwa thief dared to take advantage of the opportunity to attack!"
Lingrao was angry, angry, and frightened.
Before she could stop being knocked away, Lingwa's long whip arrived. She couldn't resist Lingwa's blow.
In a hurry, she couldn't care so much anymore. Even though the timing was bad and her strength was weak, she still had to block with her backhand sword.
Bang!
The long whip hit the sword's edge, and the tail of the whip curved and swept directly from the sword's edge, hitting Lingrao's back and sweeping out a trail of blood.
"ah!"
A bloody hole was ripped out of Lingrao's back, and she couldn't help but scream in pain.
"die!"
Lingwa didn't give Lingrao any chance and quickly twisted her whip. The tail of the whip flipped rapidly, instantly cutting Lingrao into pieces.
"Lingwa bitch, destroy my body, and I will eat your flesh and blood alive in the future to satisfy my hatred!"
The spirit of Lingrao escaped, cursed viciously, and fled high into the sky.
"You have no chance!"
Lingwa's face turned cold, and she swung the long whip in her hand again, straight into the sky, aiming at Lingrao's soul.
"No!"
Lingrao's soul was wiped out by Lingwa in a panic and despair!
Another Wenbeng saint has passed away!
The battle is finally over!
Lingrao is dead!
Fan Dang is dead!
The ten wind-bone saints under Lingrao also perished!
As for the Forbidden Army, two-thirds of them were killed by the fanatical legions.
At this moment, both Lingrao and Fan Dang were dead, and the remaining imperial troops dared not fight, or even dare to escape, and surrendered directly.
"The Spirit King is mighty!"
When Ling Wa returned to the altar, more than a billion spiritual people kowtowed and cheered.
Even those dignitaries who originally supported Lingrao knelt down one after another, vying to be the weaklings.
The prisoners who were loyal to Lingwa in Lingang were even more excited.
"The boss is mighty!"
Among the cheers that sounded like waves, a different kind of cheers came out.
This is the cheers given by the Fanatic Legion to their boss!
Lu Chen won a great victory and shocked everyone with his skills. How could Fei Long let go of this opportunity?
Naturally, he led four thousand fanatical warriors, lifted up his energy, and spread the sound of thunder throughout a thousand miles.
"Lu Chen is mighty!"
However, Ling Gang had an idea and shouted directly like this.
The last time I came to Linggu, Lu Chen had appeared in front of the public as a person destined by the Ling clan, so many Ling clan people recognized Lu Chen.
Since someone took the lead, naturally many people from the Spirit tribe also started shouting.
The person who is destined in the dark is predicted by the ancestors!
The Spirit Clan believed in the words of their ancestors and originally respected Lu Chen very much!
In addition, Lu Chen showed terrifying fighting prowess in public, killing Fan Dang and fighting Lingrao, turning the tide and deeply shocking countless people of the Spirit Tribe.
Therefore, the people of the Spirit tribe naturally cheered Lu Chen as much as their queen.
"Lu Chen is mighty!"
A moment later, more than a billion Spirit Tribe people at the scene burst into joy and shouted in unison, the sound shaking the sky.
The vast majority of the Ling people support Ling Wa, and they deeply hate Ling Rao and Fan Dang, the troublemakers and thieves.
The destined man rescued Lingwa, killed Fan Dang, and helped Lingwa destroy Lingrao. He won the hearts of the people and naturally gained their support.
"Look, your fighting power is so strong, even my king's people are cheering for you!"
Lingwa glanced at Lu Chen and felt inexplicably jealous.
However, that feeling of jealousy was only fleeting.
Lu Chen specially returned to the Spiritual Valley, fought to the death to save her, and helped her turn the tide and kill the thieves who were causing trouble to the Spiritual Clan. How could she really be jealous of Lu Chen?
"They are just cheering for the ancestral prophecy and for the destined person, not me!"
Lu Chen chuckled and became unusually humble.
"How about you become the Spiritual King? The people of the Spiritual Tribe will support you anyway!"
Lingwa smiled and actually said this.
"Pull him down, I have no interest in being a spiritual king!"
Lu Chen also knew that Lingwa was joking, but he still responded in this way.
"Then what do you want to be?"
Lingwa thought for a moment and suddenly said, "How about you stay and become a prince?"
"ha?"
Lu Chen was stunned, "From Spirit King to Prince, why did you demote me?"
"Then do you want to take it?"
Lingwa asked with a half-smile.
"No, I don't like to be a king, I like to be an emperor!"
Lu Chen waved his hand again and said this unexpectedly.
"If you want to be an emperor, you must be ambitious!"
Lingwa nodded, understanding what Lu Chen meant.
However, with Lu Chen's huge potential, she believed that Lu Chen would have a high probability of becoming emperor in the future!
"Okay, let's stop chatting. Lingrao and Fan Dang have left you a mess. You have to go down and clean it up."
Lu Chen no longer talked about the emperor with Ling Wa. That state was still early, and it was useless to talk about it now.
For Lu Chen, the top priority is to reach the throne as soon as possible and get rid of the low hat of Half-step God Refining Realm!
From now on, he can use his status as a venerable person to practice martial arts in an upright and upright manner.
His four thousand subordinates are all venerables, and he is still halfway to the realm of refining gods. How embarrassing.
"Please think carefully about the suggestion I just made!"
Lingwa said so.
"Don't think about it, the position of the Spiritual King is yours, I will not be the Spiritual King!"
Lu Chen said.
"This is not what I mean, I mean the prince!"
After Lingwa said that, her cheeks turned red and she flew down instantly.
"What kind of king is the prince?"
Lu Chen was confused and his eyes were confused. He stood in the air and was messy in the wind.
After a moment, Ling Gang flew up and bowed deeply to Lu Chen, even wanting to salute him.
Lu Chen immediately recovered from the confusion and quickly helped him up to prevent him from continuing to salute.
"Lord Lu Chen, thank you for rescuing the queen, and thank you even more for getting rid of Lingrao and Fan Dang. Otherwise, our spiritual clan will have a great shock."