"What about Lu Zhan, why can't I feel Lu Zhan anymore? Is he dead?"
After the ecstasy, Lu Cheng felt a chill in his heart. No matter how he felt it, he didn't seem to feel Lu Zhan's existence.
"boom"
The sledgehammer was gathering again in the sky for the second time.
"Oh my God." I don't know how many miles away, the unpredictable heart jumped out, let this sledgehammer hit a few more times, the mountain gate of my good fortune sect was about to be shattered.
"Good Fortune Sect"
Lu Cheng was crazy.
Lu Zhan was dead.
Lu Zhan was really dead.
Since then, his ancient divine weapon has lost its spirit, and no one will protect him wholeheartedly since then, and no one will treat him as single-mindedly as Lu Zhan ever since.
For Lu Cheng, Lu Zhan is his brother, his elder, his master, and even his father.
Lu Cheng shook the sky and roared, his eyes were red, and he took out his own'Thor Overlord's Hammer' like crazy.
"Bang" He hit the crack in the gate of Good Fortune.
Up in the air, the second hammer fell heavily at the same time.
The two true monarchs in the good luck tripod fainted one after another.
"Ah----Push"'Zao' spurted another blood, and'Whis' good fortune cauldron instantly tore open the space and escaped, and escaped without a trace before the third hammer came down.
"Boom Ronglong" the entire mountain gate of the good fortune sect was knocked down by the second hammer by one tenth, large tracts of land fell from the air, and countless monks fell into the sea.
Lu Cheng's figure flashed, and finally broke through the prohibition of Zongshan Gate of Good Fortune, and rushed in.
Just like the Haotian Gate, Zaohuazong is a huge and incomparable high mountain towering above the sea. Inside, countless palaces on the mountain peaks are like clouds, and all kinds of precious lights are shining in all directions.
But now being beaten by the hammer from the sky, the limbs are broken everywhere.
Killing, killing all the people of the good fortune sect, killing all the people of the good fortune sect, can not restore Lu Zhan's loss.
Watching dozens of Yuanshen monks offering their sword spirits not far away, they were fleeing.
"kill"
Lu Cheng's "Thunder God Overlord's Hammer" hit hard.
"Bang bang bang" dozens of primordial monks were beaten into pulp all at once.
"Beast." An elder who turned into a heavy body was embarrassed, and he didn't know how to emerge from there. At a glance, he saw Lu Cheng beat dozens of monks to death with one hammer, and he almost fainted in anger.
The good luck faction does not know how many billions of years, when was it killed into the headquarters? It's still a little ant with eight layers of soul.
Lu Cheng just finished speaking and waved his backhand, and the'Zhenyang Liujin Pagoda' that had just been'made' thrown into the cape of the sky appeared in his hands again.
No matter how it was thrown, it was still in his iron blood against the sky. When his divine thought moved, he took it back, and threw it forward, directly pressing on the body of the master of transformation.
"Looking for death." Swish in the air, several big hands volleyed in the air, and at least five or more cultivators of the first and second layers of the gods appeared in front of Lu Cheng.
"burst"
Lu Cheng repeats his old tricks,'True Yang Liu Jinta' commits violence on the spot.
"Boom---" A high-grade artifact blew itself inside the Zonghua Sect. The man-made Huazong Sect shook again, and countless hilltop palaces were razed to the ground. I don't know how many disciples turned into flying ashes.
The elders of the god of transformation killed three people on the spot and injured two seriously.
"Dead" Lu Cheng was overwhelmed by the overlord covering the ground. The Thunder King's armor protected him from being injured, and he stepped over to one of the seriously injured elders in one step.
The elder relied on a middle-grade artifact and was not killed on the spot. The whole person was fainted by the explosion. Before he recovered,'Bang' Lu Cheng chased him on the head and hammered it down.
"Punch" his whole person suddenly became shattered.
Lu Cheng copied it and took away his middle-grade artifact.
"Dead." He stepped onto the head of another seriously injured elder, and continued with a severe blow.
"Buzzing"
At this time, the two fragments in the air were already behind the two hammers, and the exercises were united, and there was a buzzing sound, turning into a sword with only a hilt and no blade.
Half of the giant sword swordsman, finally formed.
"Swipe" this half-giant Slashing Divine Sword and returned to Lu Cheng's body within a short time.
"Animal, animal." The fragments merged into one, the vision disappeared, and countless sky-shaking roars were about to engulf Lu Cheng.
I don't know how many masters of the good fortune sect gathered from all directions one by one, and the good fortune cauldron also carried the supreme anger, trying to crush Lu Cheng into crushing pieces.
"Don't kill him, keep him as a hostage." Just when Lu Cheng was about to kill the elder with a hammer, Lu Zhan's voice rang to remind Lu Cheng.
"You are not dead, are you okay?" Lu Cheng was surprised and happy, as if feeling Lu Zhan back in his body.
"I'm dead, under the hammer of heaven, I cannot resist it, but my soul thought was absorbed by the Giant Sword Sword. Although I am dead, my thought is still there. Now your Iron Blood Guards against the Sky Drum has no spirit, and I Back to the Giant Sword Sword, you have to continue to work hard to find the remaining half, you can help me reunited again -"
"I'm tired, I want to take a good rest, you cherish it yourself----" Lu Zhan's voice became weaker and weaker, but at the end there was no sound at all, as if he fell into a deep sleep.
"Warm, hand over the warmth, or I will kill him with a hammer." Lu Cheng stepped on the half-dead elder of the god of transformation, raised a hammer in one hand, and screamed.
What a shame this is, the dignified creation of the Huazong sect was beaten to the sect and countless killed. Now even the elders of the Huashen have been trampled under their feet.
"Kill him, kill him." Countless masters of Good Fortune Sect wanted to kill Lu Cheng one after another.
"Stop it." There was a majestic voice yelling in the void.
"Unpredictable, you explain, explain this to our Taishang elders group? Why do so many disciples of the good luck sect died for a warmth."
Today, there are more people who died in the creation sect than in the previous 10 million years. They can already be recorded in the history books of the creation sect. The unpredictable suzerain should be the most unsuccessful suzerain below the history of the creation sect. .
The people in the void were very angry.
"You don't need to explain, you must kill him." Only the "Zao" in the good fortune cauldron can ignore the Taishang elder group, and his anger is greater than anyone else.
"Om"
The Good Fortune Cauldron suddenly turned into a meteor and crashed into Lu Cheng.
This is'made' and was as mad as Lu Cheng just now, angrily and directly hit Lu Cheng with an ancient artifact.
This is not only a shame to the creation school, but also a shame to "making". The master of the sixth layer of dignity, plus the ancient artifacts, was made into such a miserable situation by a small ant of the eighth layer of the soul. The heart is gone.
This time it was flying, the speed almost surpassed the speed of the starlight, and the onlookers on the side were vaguely determined to go back in time and feel back.
Lu Cheng was in danger again, and now all his magic weapon cards were taken out, and even Lu Zhan was dead, so what else did he use to resist Good luck
"Bullying the small with the big, shameless."
In the distant void, the same stern shout.
"Bang" Over the sky above the Good Fortune Sect, a huge spatial crack suddenly appeared. Amidst the loud noise of a loud bang, a long stick pierced through the world and came to Lu Cheng's face.
"Boom, boom"
This stick hit directly on the top of the'good luck cauldron'.
"Tongtian wishful stick?" Everyone in the Good Fortune Sect screamed in surprise.
"Pump Puff Puff" The Good Fortune Ding suffered heavy losses, and there was still a blow from the'Tongtian Ruyi Stick'. The'Zuo' spurted blood in it, and Tao Tian's anger was going to die alive.
This is Huluo Pingyang being deceived by a dog. Usually, this Tongtian wishful stick dared to fight with me. Today I was injured and he fell into trouble.
"Who is it, the master of Dongshengjiao."
"boom"
A long stick, as high as one hundred meters, was inserted in front of Lu Cheng, and it was inserted on the gate of Good Fortune Sect.
"Wan Chaoshan, hand over my disciples from Dongshengjiao, otherwise, today we will let'Tongtian Ruyi Cudgel' and'Good Fortune Ding' decide the winner."
This voice seemed to be in the sky above Lu Cheng. After Lu Cheng heard it, he felt very familiar, as if he had heard it there.
"Damn it." The anger-maker wants to curse this person. Is this the bastard of Dongshengjiao? Knowing that I was injured, you want to fight with me
"Buzzing"
The tall Tongtian Ruyi stick was stuck on the ground, but the stick body trembling, every time it trembles, the entire mountain gate of Good Fortune Sect is shaking.
"Stop---Yan Jingshen turned out to be you---" The unpredictable person who just shouted was originally called Wan Chaoshan, the former former suzerain of the Creation Sect, and I don't know how many masters of the transformation of God.
"Yan Jingshen." Lu Cheng suddenly remembered that the man who painted for himself in Dajian Dynasty that day was called Yan Jingshen? Is the voice so familiar? Why is he
"I already know the whole story of this matter. It's true that we captured the warmth, but this Lu Cheng is too much. My Good Fortune Sect has never suffered such a big loss---"
"Don't talk nonsense, hand over the warmth, and I will take Lu Cheng away immediately."
"Asshole, this Lu Cheng must die."'Zao' just jumped out of the good luck cauldron.
But right now, the'Tongtian Ruyi Cudgel', which was as famous as him, was in front of Lu Cheng, and he didn't dare to go out casually. If Yan Jingshen was given a stick, he would not be able to bear it.
"You don't want his life anymore?" Lu Cheng stepped on the stepped elders.
"Damn it, damn it, let go of Elder Qi, you little beast----"
"Shut up the old thing," Lu Cheng pointed to the good luck tripod: "I was so anxious that I directly exploded the iron and blood against the sky. Everyone shot and broke up."
"Mad, crazy, really crazy."
In Lu Cheng's words, everyone in the good fortune sect shut up and scolded secretly.
It's even closing his mouth with a sense of'made'.
In this Lu Cheng fight, he did not play cards according to common sense at all. Relying on the ancient artifacts, he could explode the artifacts at every turn, just like a lunatic.
If he really blew an ancient artifact, the Creation Sect would explode to shatters. If an ancient artifact exploded, in addition to hiding in the ancient artifact, and having a chance to live with a real person above the level of the god of transformation, all other people would die.
Just now, the Iron Blood Guards the Heavens Drum has the spirit of weapons, Lu Cheng said that they must ridicule him on the other hand, they must get the consent of the spirit of the ancient artifacts to explode. If you want to commit suicide, others may not be willing to accompany you.
Now that the Qi Ling had been killed, the'made' also consciously didn't dare to provoke Lu Cheng.
"Okay, let's hand over the warmth, you let Elder Qi go, Yan is shocked, can you be the middleman to ensure that Lu Cheng won't go back?"
At this time, the voice of the old Wanchaoshan antique suddenly changed.
"Bang" Lu Cheng kicked away the elder Qi: "I, Lu Cheng, have always had the final say, warm."
I tried to kill Lu Cheng for a few times after'Zhao' endured it, but after seeing that Tongtian Ruyi stick erected in front of Lu Cheng, he still didn't dare.
Originally in its heyday, the'Good Fortune Cauldron' slightly beat the Tongtian Ruyi Cudgel. Now he is seriously injured.
Adding a Lu Cheng lunatic, that good luck sect is going to be unlucky again.
Seeing that everyone in the Good Fortune Sect who was opposed to friendship and wanted to kill Lu Cheng before he was willing to punish his flames, they were silent.
Lu Cheng suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart.
"Take it, take her, and go right away." An elder of the Good Fortune Sect waved his long sleeve, and a pale blue guqin appeared in front of Lu Cheng.
"This? This is?" Lu Cheng's heart sank. He heard that the warm guqin can sound like a piano, is it
"Damn it, you guys?" Lu Cheng was furious.