The magic gun in the hands of the demon youth Jiamu clanged, and the green flames were also flickering on and off.

"How is it possible? You have just survived the qi-blood tribulation, how can you be so strong?"

The demon youth Jiamu suddenly retreated, looked at Lu Chen, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face, and then said: "I understand why Lord Chixuan Demon Lord wanted to capture you alive. It seems that you have a big secret."

He looked at Lu Chen with determination.

However, Lu Chen did not speak to him, waved the Qing Emperor Sword, and displayed the eighth level of the Five Elements Sword Art.

The five-color sword shadow fell, and the sword clanged loudly, surrounding Jiamu's body, looking extremely terrifying.

The sky is full of sharp energy.

The magic gun in the hands of the demon youth Jiamu suddenly made a loud noise and the green flame went out.

He himself was also knocked out and retreated dozens of feet.

"Damn it, I actually defeated you, a human ant who has just passed through the qi-blood tribulation."

Demon youth Jiamu looked gloomy and stared at Lu Chen, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Not only will you lose to me, but you will also die by my sword." Lu Chen said coldly.

"Arrogant."

Demon youth Jiamu was furious and stepped forward with the magic gun in both hands. Hot green flames burned all over his body, surging crazily.

Then, several popping sounds were heard on his body, and then, he turned into a green flame giant, exuding a cold aura, and waves of violent energy were raging.

The void was burned by green flames all over the sky, all the air was burned dry, there was a sound of hissing, and there were traces of cracks.

Obviously, the demon youth Jiamu has exerted his power to the extreme and wants to kill Lu Chen in one fell swoop.

"Human boy, go to hell!"

He let out an angry roar and pointed the magic gun at Lu Chen's chest. The green flames followed him like a shadow, like a sea of ​​green, rolling towards Lu Chen.

"You are the one who died."

Lu Chen said coldly.

After saying this, he used the Void Spirit Pupil Technique, and used the Void Spirit Pupil Light to hit the incoming magic spear.

The pupil of the virtual spirit disappeared into the green flame, and the green flame immediately dimmed, and then hit the magic gun.

A loud noise was heard, and the arms of demon youth Jiamu trembled, and blood splattered out.

"Ah." He let out a cry of pain and looked into Lu Chen's eyes with a look of horror.

He backed away quickly.

"Isn't it too late to think about escaping now?"

Lu Chen sneered, and took a spiritual step to approach. He slashed down the Qing Emperor Sword in his hand, the sword made a loud clang, and a monstrous sword light swept out, and the terrifying sword power immediately radiated out.

A "bang" sound;

The demon youth Jiamu was hit and let out a scream. His whole body flew backwards as if he had received an electric shock.

However, before he hit the ground, Lu Chen stepped on him as he walked quickly.

"No!"

His eyes widened, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and he hugged Lu Chen's feet with both hands, showing strong unwillingness.

However, Lu Chen waved the Qingdi Sword in his hand at this moment.

"Pfft" sound;

They saw the demon youth Jiamu’s head being chopped off.

With two "bang bang" sounds, his body fell from mid-air, causing a cloud of blood mist.

Lu Chen smelled the smell of blood in the air and looked very indifferent. He glanced at it, grabbed it with his empty hand, took off the storage ring in his hand, and then started to read.

"Hey, why does this storage ring have more space?"

Lu Chen first erased the spiritual consciousness of the demon youth Jiamu, and then swept it with his spiritual thoughts, only to find that the space of this storage ring was much larger than his own storage ring, and he was immediately surprised.

"This should be a higher-level storage ring," said ancestor Lu Jie.

"Are there different sizes of storage rings?" Lu Chen asked.

"Of course, according to some ancient records, the size of some storage rings in ancient times is equivalent to a small secret realm." said ancestor Lu Jie.

"So big?" Lu Chen was surprised.

"Okay, you'd better leave here first." Ancestor Lu Jie said.

"Okay." Lu Chen nodded, picked up the magic gun, and then used teleportation to escape.
Chapter completed!