Elder Sang tried to persuade him to make peace, but Master Mingku Mountain obviously didn’t listen.
But he listened to the reminder from the Lord of the Death Abyss, and summoned all the main forces of Da Luo Jinxian from the Nether Clan to wait at Duanwu Peak.
As long as Lu Chen dares to return from Duanwu Peak, he will not hesitate to attack. Lu Chen must be allowed to perish in Duanwu Peak!
However, the master of Mingku Mountain only knew Lu Chen on the surface. He knew that Lu Chen had the power to kill the Great Luo Jinxian at the peak, but he did not know that Lu Chen's true strength was more than that.
Not only the Nether Clan, but also the Demon Clan fell into the trap of Lu Chen carefully hiding his strength.
Obviously, Elder Sang was just kindly trying to persuade him to make peace, and did not reveal Lu Chen's true strength. Otherwise, Lord Mingku Mountain would not dare to launch a frontal attack on Lu Chen.
Even the main force of the Shura clan retreated under Lu Chen's pressure. The main force of the Nether clan was far inferior to that of the Shura clan. How could they dare to confront Lu Chen head-on?
"I understand what you mean. After all, you still have to fight with me."
After hearing what Master Mingku Mountain said, Lu Chen smiled and said, "But, if you insist on reconciling with the dead, I have nothing to say. Maybe after you die, you will be free, and reconciliation is nothing."
"You are really naive. You killed the great elder of my Netherworld clan. Do you think this mountain master will let you go? Will I, the Nether clan, reconcile with you?"
The Lord of Mingku Mountain did not talk nonsense to Lu Chen. He waved his hand and gave the order, "All the Da Luo Jinxian at the peak stage besiege the shield cultivator and be sure to knock down the shield cultivator. All the Da Luo Jinxian at the later stage will hold Lu Chen down while the others attack the two women."
"Mountain Master, Lu Chen has the power to kill the Great Luo Jinxian at his peak. If all of us Great Luo Golden Immortals attack Lu Chen in the later stage, we are probably risking our lives."
A powerful person from the Daluo Jinxian peak of the Nether Clan raised objections.
"If you defeat a descendant of Nine Dragons like Lu Chen, you will definitely have to pay a price. As long as you succeed, what does it matter if a few Daluo Jinxian dies in the later stage?"
The Lord of Mingku Mountain takes the evidence seriously and will not listen to any objections.
The plan he decided cannot be changed, and his subordinates must implement it.
Getting rid of the shield repair is the top priority, everything else is nonsense.
What's more, there aren't many powerful Daluo Jinxians in the Nether Clan. If they go to besiege Lu Chen, they will definitely suffer losses, and he can't afford it.
If Da Luo Jinxian were to besiege Lu Chen in the early and middle stages, they probably wouldn't be able to withstand Lu Chen's powerful combat power, and would be forced to fight their way out to save Shield Cultivator.
Only the combat power of Daluo Jinxian in the later stage is the most suitable to besiege Lu Chen, and can even trap Lu Chen to death, making it difficult for Lu Chen to move.
As for how many late-stage Daluo Jinxian underworld figures Lu Chen would kill, that was no longer a concern for him. He only cared about whether he could get rid of the shield cultivators as soon as possible.
If the shield cannot be repaired, that is the big problem!
At that moment, the Daluo Jinxian team of the Ming tribe acted according to the order of Lord Mingku Mountain, divided their troops into four groups, and headed straight for Lu Chen, Fei Long, Wan'er and Lingwa.
And the Fat Dragon, under the special care of the Nether Clan, has become the priority to kill!
"Brother, help me, I'm going to die soon." Feilong saw the nine Daluo Jinxian peaks from the Nether clan coming towards him, and he almost panicked and screamed, "The Daluo Jinxian peaks are strong.
Or, shouldn’t I go and fuck you as soon as possible, senior brother? Why are you fucking with me? I
It’s not like I’m a descendant of Kowloon, and I can’t kill Daluo Jinxian. I’m no threat at all, so I shouldn’t be the main target.”
"Idiot, they prioritize taking care of you because they know you are the biggest threat!"
Lu Chenwei responded angrily. The fifty-fifth Immortal Killer, which was originally in operation, did not fall towards those late-stage Daluo Jinxian underworld beings. It was still held high.
Although there are not many Daluo Jinxian from the Nether Clan in the later stage, there are still more than twenty people. It will take some time to kill them all.
But Feilong didn't have much time. Being besieged by nine powerful people at the peak of Daluo Jinxian, the best immortal pot really couldn't hold it for long.
It would be better if Feilong had four top-grade immortal pots in his hands and supported four lines of defense at the same time.
But Feilong only has one top-quality fairy pot in his hand now, and the other three fairy pots are given to Lu Chen, Wan'er and Lingwa, which is very dangerous.
Because when the pot explodes and the fat dragon replenishes the pot, there is a gap period, and it is easy to be attacked and die.
Fat Dragon is not Lu Chen, and his physical body is not super strong. If he is hit by the powerful Daluo Jinxian, he may explode at any time.
Lu Chen must rescue Fei Long as soon as possible. There is no extra time to contend with those late Da Luo Jinxian, otherwise Fei Long will die.
Therefore, the long sword in Lu Chen's hand did not fall, and he did not kill the late-stage Daluo Jinxian in front of him. Naturally, his goal changed.
That's right, Lu Chen's target is the Lord of Mingku Mountain!
Although the master of Mingku Mountain was skilled, he did not go into battle immediately. There were still some Daluo Jinxian who served as cannon fodder in the later stage, but this did not hinder Lu Chen's decision to kill him.
If those nine Nether Clan powerhouses at the peak of Daluo Jinxian were blocking the way, Lu Chen would naturally not be able to rush through and would not make this decision.
However, the later stage of Daluo Jinxian was much worse than that of Daluo Jinxian at its peak, and the twenty or so people were besieging Lu Chen from four directions. Their power had been dispersed, and there were only five people standing in front of the Mingku Mountain Lord, who could not stop Lu Chen at all.
Sure enough, Lu Chen suddenly rushed forward with a long sword. The five late-stage Daluo Jinxian Hades were not on guard and were rushed out by Lu Chen.
Moreover, Lu Chen has a powerful shield on his body, and the top-grade immortal pot blessed by the sky-shading combat skill cannot be broken instantly by those late-stage Da Luo Jinxian.
Not to mention those Ming people in the late Daluo Jinxian stage who were caught off guard, even Mingku Mountain Master who was hiding behind did not expect that Lu Chen would be so fierce and he could rush out of the encirclement.
"So many people can't hold back one person, what a bunch of idiots!"
Lord Mingku Mountain cursed the subordinates in front of him and urgently raised the fairy sword, forcing him to fight Lu Chen head-on.
There was nothing he could do, he was too close. The moment Lu Chen rushed out of the encirclement, he had already entered Lu Chen's attack range.
Time was running out, and Lu Chen had already swung his sword out. It was a little difficult for him to dodge, but he didn't want to dodge, lest he be chased by Lu Chen, which would plummet his image, and even affect the morale of the entire main team of the Nether Clan.
What's more, his combat power is much higher than that of the Great Elder of Ningxian, and his physical body is more powerful than that of the Great Elder of Ningxian. He is confident that even if he is not Lu Chen's opponent, he will not be killed by Lu Chen's sword.
Therefore, under this situation, he decided to take a risk and test the waters by stabbing Lu Chen hard to see how far Lu Chen's combat power was? And without having an absolute clear understanding of Lu Chen's combat power, he rashly
The decision you make is destined to be so regretful that you won’t even have a place to cry.