It turned out that Huang Fei's sword was not made of gold or iron, but a wooden sword, with the fragrance of pear in the sword wind.

The sword was not sharp, and the person who attacked him was only the Immortal King of the Fourth Tribulation of Eternity, but Sen Luo's eyes narrowed slightly and he did not underestimate the person coming.

Instead of catching the sword's light, he swayed, disappeared from the spot, and appeared on the other side of the bell altar, avoiding the sword.

When the guards under the sacrificial bell platform saw the appearance of the Immortal King rushing to the rescue, their expressions changed drastically. They were inexplicably frightened and did not feel any joy at all.

There was even a frightened Life Immortal guard who pointed at the Immortal King rushing to the rescue in the sky and said with a tongue-tied tongue,

"Plague...'Plague King' Lu Wen! Why did he get out of seclusion! Ah——"

The man just mentioned the word 'Lu Wen', and the next moment he showed a look of pain, screamed, grabbed his neck with both hands, foamed at the mouth, and fell to the ground.

But upon hearing the sizzling sound, his body began to fester and rot without any warning. In just an instant, it turned into yellow-green bubbling pus and blood and died.

"Hey, my name is something that you, a junior, can mention."

In the sky, a fat old man wearing a mink fur hat snorted disdainfully, summoned the bright yellow flying sword into his hand, landed on the ground, and strode towards Senluo on the other side of the bell altar.

Because he was too fat, he waddled when he walked, like a roly-poly, which was ridiculous.

His slightly narrowed smiling eyes seemed friendly, but those who knew his personality felt that his smile was too gloomy.

"Lu Wen, if you leave within three breaths, I will not hold you accountable."

Sen Luo's tone was as cold as ever, but the fear in his eyes was undisguised.

Lu Wen was still smiling, as if he had not taken Sen Luo's words into his heart, but he put away the bright yellow wooden sword, took out a black mud-shaped treasure from his sleeve, and offered it to the sky.

As soon as this treasure flew into the air, it immediately turned into black smoke and poisonous miasma and descended, spreading to a radius of ten miles.

Ten miles does not seem to be a wide area. But the vegetation within ten miles withered in an instant, and the guards screamed one by one, foamed at the mouth, fell to the ground unconscious, and their bodies began to fester and rot...

Sen Luo did not hide or evade, he only exuded momentum, and the black smoke could not get within three feet of him.

"This is... Plague Spell!"

In the ninth star, Ning Fan's eyes changed and he recognized the various magical powers used by Lu Wen.

Monks almost never get sick, but in the world of cultivation, there is a secret technique that can cause monks to get sick and die, called the Plague Technique.

The Plague Technique is extremely difficult to cultivate. If those who practice the Plague Technique fail to succeed, they will be killed by the Plague Technique.

Among millions of people, there is often only one person who is lucky enough to master this technique.

Once this technique is mastered, its lethality will be extremely terrifying, and it will be even more difficult to prevent when it harms and kills people.

When the little demon girl saw Lu Wen's appearance, she couldn't help but show a bit of boredom in her eyes.

This Lu Wen is a monk of Shenxu Pavilion, but he has a notorious reputation among Shenxu. He is cold-blooded and murderous. Shenxu disciples often avoid him like snakes and scorpions, and the little demon girl is no exception.

Seeing that Lu Wen didn't leave obediently, Sen Luo frowned, but he didn't bother to talk nonsense with him. He opened his mouth and swallowed the black smoke all over the sky.

He suddenly raised his hand and pointed, and a black sun immediately appeared behind him; the black sun collapsed and turned into a black fire crow that filled the sky; the fire crow changed and turned into a giant finger of black flames, so huge that it could cover the sky, and it shot at Lu Wen mercilessly.

Finger press!

In an instant, Lu Wen's expression changed drastically. Without saying a word, he turned around and ran away. He kept complaining,

"Black Obsidian Finger! Why has no one ever told me that Old Demon Senluo even knows the secrets of the Dark Tribe!"

As soon as these words were said, the heaven and earth within sight fell into the attack of Senluo's finger light, and the heaven and earth collapsed.

Black flames spread unbridled across the earth, tearing the earth apart and plunging the entire world into darkness.

Only the sound of ancient bells rose around the bell platform, making it impossible for the black flames to approach the bell platform.

Lu Wen fell into the black flame attack, screamed repeatedly, and his heart was shocked beyond measure.

This black obsidian finger is the secret technique of the dark tribe. Not only is it infinitely powerful, it can also use the power of darkness to defile people's cultivation and destroy their conduct.

His whole body was protected by seven layers of green light, struggling to hold up within the black flames, and countless cracks had already broken out in the green light.

The black flame broke through the green light and invaded his body. After only half a breath, his injuries continued to worsen, and his cultivation began to decline crazily!

The cultivation level that was originally close to the peak of the fourth tribulation of eternity suddenly dropped to the edge of the fourth tribulation of eternity, and continued to fall to the realm of the third tribulation of eternity!

This is because Sen Luo is too lazy to kill him, otherwise one finger of Sen Luo's obsidian would be enough to kill Lu Wen instantly!

"roll!"

A sleeve of wind swept fiercely, it was sent by Senluo, like a dragon sweeping across the sky, hitting Lu Wen's chest heavily.

Lu Wen seemed to have turned into an upside-down meteor and was blasted out of the black flame attack.

Lu Wen, who was extremely frightened, retreated continuously in the sky. He finally managed to stabilize his retreat, and suddenly fell to the ground. He was seriously injured and was kneeling on the ground. He was coughing up blood and his breath was extremely weak.

At this moment, Lu Wen didn't look as unruly as before, but he stood up unwillingly, looked in the direction of Sen Luo in the black flames, with deep awe and confusion in his eyes, gritted his teeth, turned around and ran away.

What he was in awe of was Sen Luo's power, which was far beyond his imagination.

What he didn't understand was that Sen Luo, who had always been cold-blooded, would show mercy and let him go without taking his life.

Previously trapped in the black light, Lu Wen felt that death was so close for the first time in his life. As long as Sen Luo was willing, he would die...

"Weird, weird! This old demon Senluo has always been cold-blooded and ruthless. Why did he spare my life?"

"Bad luck, bad luck! I clearly made a prediction, and it was calculated that there is a person here who is destined to be a noble person, and can help me realize my dream of becoming an emperor. Unexpectedly, this prediction was wrong! There is clearly only one person here, Sen Luo, and Sen Luo Mingming

With a dead look on his face, he is certain to die! How can anyone here be the one I am destined for? This hexagram has misled me too much! Although the old demon Senluo did not kill me, my cultivation has fallen to the third calamity in the ages. Damn the hexagram

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Lu Wen sighed, fled away with a sad face.

The heaven is huge and vast, and Lu Wen is only the one closest to the bell altar among the powerful men in Shenxu Pavilion.

In the far distance, there were still many old monsters who sensed Sen Luo's arrival and rushed towards the bell altar non-stop to help.

The black flames gradually dissipated, revealing that the earth was riddled with holes and in ruins. Only the sacrificial bell tower was protected by the mysterious bells and remained unscathed.

Sen Luo stepped on the ruins, stood under the bell altar with his hands behind his hands, looked at the golden bell on the nine-story circular hill, and said coldly to himself,

"Qianyu, when you were in trouble at the Kunshan ruins, Lu Wen accidentally saved your life. He didn't know it. He saved you once back then, and I help him once today. We don't owe each other anything!"

Although Sen Luo destroyed Lu Wen's cultivation in the first calamity, he invisibly helped Lu Wen pave the way to break through the fifth calamity of eternity.

The only reason is that Lu Wen Xingwen killed countless people and just broke through the fourth tribulation of the ages. There are too many hidden dangers left in his magic power. If he does not abolish his cultivation and rebuild it, he will not be able to break through the fifth tribulation of the ages in this life. And if he breaks through the realm forcibly,

Only death...

Sen Luo seemed to have seriously injured Lu Wen, but in fact he helped him. Lu Wen couldn't understand this...

"He actually let Lu Wen go!" The little demon girl in the Ninth Star couldn't believe the scene in front of her.

Ning Fan looked thoughtful. He possessed a five-color medicine soul and was located in the ninth star of Senluo, so his perception was particularly keen.

He vaguely felt that after Lu Wen's cultivation was abolished, the flow of mana became much smoother and less stagnant. Although his level was reduced, his strength seemed to increase rather than decrease...

"Could it be that Sen Luo made an exception and helped Lu Wen?" Ning Fan thought.

Outside, Sen Luo looked at the Heaven-Suppressing Bell. After a long time, he moved his steps and stepped onto the first floor of the nine-story circle of the bell platform.

Immediately after taking this step, a pressure that suppressed the world roared out from the Heaven-Suppressing Bell. Chao Senluo suddenly suppressed it.

This pressure is so strong that it is comparable to the pressure of the Immortal Lord in the First Tribulation of Eternity!

Under the impact of that coercion, Sen Luo's steps stagnated slightly and he fell silent for a while.

With a touch of the evil ring, he opened the giant door of blood flames and summoned the beast of destruction, ordering, "Qianxun, you stay under the sacrificial bell platform to protect me!"

The Destruction Beast was naturally unwilling to obey Sen Luo's order, but when it saw the Heaven-Suppressing Bell, the beast's eyes suddenly became sad, lowered its head, and roared, as if it had complied with Sen Luo's order.

Sen Luo nodded with satisfaction and walked up the stone steps step by step.

With each step up the stone steps, the pressure grew stronger, but Sen Luo remained unmoved. His eyes were sometimes cold and ruthless, and sometimes revealed rare tenderness.

That tenderness was a rare expression in his life.

He seemed to recall the day when he and Qianyu first met. He helped her kill all her enemies, but she was not happy. She said,

"Sen Luo, cultivating the blood sea is not the life I long for, you don't understand."

Yes, he never understood for the life of him what Qianyu wanted...

The pressure of the second round mound is comparable to that of the Immortal Lord of the Second Tribulation.

The third level of the circular mound is as powerful as the Immortal King of Three Tribulations.

The fourth level of the circle is as powerful as the Immortal King of the Four Tribulations.

At this point, Sen Luo was still unmoved by the pressure, but his expression gradually frowned due to the flow of memories, remembering some unhappy past events.

That year, with his peak cultivation of Guixuan, he became the first person among the true immortals in the Eastern Heaven Immortal Realm. With the magical power of "The Void Sutra", he even killed the monks who were in the middle stage of the transition to true immortals.

That year, the battle between the Land of Demon Spirits and the Four Heavenly Immortals Realm began again. He traveled alone among the monsters, fighting for his life and death, and was hailed by the Four Heavenly Powers as the perfect candidate to be the next Great Emperor of the Void.

While he was slaying demons and making meritorious deeds, Qianyu was behind, silently playing chess with his senior brother...

The glances that the two of them met from time to time hurt his eyes deeply...

When he first expressed his feelings to her, she politely refused.

"Sen Luo, you are a born monk, but I am not. We are not suitable. You don't understand what I want."
To be continued...