"I also know that you will set up a strange formation in Panlong Mountain. When I met you in Fengqi Mountain before, I did hide my strength. If I had destroyed you at that time, I'm afraid the Lion Club wouldn't continue here either.
Let's hold it."
Lu Chen smiled slightly and said slowly.
After hearing this, Cang Yuan's face changed slightly, and his chest was ups and downs. Even his state of mind that had been practicing for eighty years was greatly affected. He suddenly realized this game of chess and thought he was a chess player, but here
I realized that I was a pawn in Lu Chen’s eyes!
How could he accept this?
"Cangyuan, I know that your plan is just to get more magical tricks from my master, but you have to have the ability to get them."
Lu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and a strange light flashed across his black eyes, "But you have concealed my affairs. When you come alone, I have to say that your appetite is a bit big, but I just don't know if you can pretend."
"You can do it or not, just try it."
Cang Yuan suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and said coldly with his eyes: "You are worthy of being a disciple trained by Blood Shura. Your strength is as irresistible as your master. You have reached the level of a high-level strange man at a young age, but you are too self-centered.
It's big!"
"I actually saw through the game, but I still want to enter the game. You don't know, you're going to a dead end."
Lu Chen's strength shocked Cang Yuan, but he didn't think Lu Chen was his opponent, because of this eighth-level strange formation.
If it weren't for this eighth-level strange formation, he would definitely not be so confident.
"Just an eighth-level strange formation, how can I count as a dead end in my eyes?"
Lu Chen smiled lightly, "If I want to break this situation, I can easily break it."
"It's ridiculous! Everyone can say big talk, it depends on whether you have the ability!"
The star disk in Cangyuan's hand shines brightly.
Seeing Lu Chen so rampant, he was really angry.
He didn't know where Lu Chen got his confidence!
Lu Chen is also a master of the strange formation, and he should be able to understand the power of the eighth-level strange formation, and his eighth-level strange formation is not an ordinary eighth-level strange formation!
If you run with all your strength, there is no possibility of survival below the eighth-level strange man!
He didn't believe that Lu Chen was still a ninth-level strange man!
Cang Yuan didn't believe it even if he was beaten to death.
The ninth-level strange man is already the top existence in the strange human world. For example, the second-rate strange man cannot have a ninth-level strange man in charge, and even ordinary people do not even have eighth-level strange man.
Generally, only first-class Qimen can be found.
The ninth-level strange man is definitely the Dinghai Dingjian needle of the first-class Qimen, and the foundation of the first-class Qimen is also measured by the number of the ninth-level strange man.
There are only two or three powerful first-class Qimen at most.
For top-notch strange sects, there must be ten nine-level strange people in charge.
The Xuanji Sect, which was once the most glorious moment, had twelve nine-level strange people, all of whom were proficient in Qimen Dunjia and dominated the country.
However, twenty-five years ago, the Xuanji Sect was greatly damaged, and only three of the twelve ninth-level strange people were left.
After so long, two of them have died, which means that there is still the last ninth-level strange man left in the Xuanji Sect.
Below is the cliff-like fault. The main reason is that too many people died that year. To be able to become a ninth-level strange man, in addition to talent, there are also adventures. This chapter has been completed!