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Duan Muci, the young patriarch of the Yin Ghost Sect, wore a gorgeous robe with a light purple-gold color.

Lu Chen couldn't judge the specific grade, but judging by the posture, it would not be lower than a middle-grade magic weapon, and it was very likely to be a top-grade magic weapon.

Duanmuci looked at Lu Chen coldly, and said:

"Good, Lu Qinglian, I originally respected you as an outstanding person and cherished your talent. I didn't want to meet you in life and death, but I was willing to give you a way to survive. I didn't expect you to be so stubborn. What last words do you have? Next? If not, I will send you on your way!"

As he said, his breath was firmly locked on Lu Chen.

The extremely strong aura belonging to the three-time thunder tribulation Taoist cultivator, the strong thoughts, oppressed Lu Chen even more than his second brother Lu Wangsun.

Not to mention that Huang Tianhua just now.

Three times of thunder tribulation Taoist cultivation, the strength is equivalent to the perfection of heaven and man in the martial arts system, that is, the peak martial saint.

The four members of the Yin Guizong in front of them are all at this level of strength.

However, the oppression Duanmuci brought to Lu Chen was far better than the other three Supreme Elders.

The reason is because Duanmu Ci is a genuine Taoist!

Lu Chen himself is a Taoist, so he naturally empathizes with the horror of a Taoist.

Under the imposing pressure of these four people, Lu Chen could not see the slightest nervousness, and he didn't even blink his eyelids.

"Of course I have something to say."

Lu Chen smiled coldly, pointing at Duanmuci, Huang Tianhua, "Fat Wuchang" Zhu Zilong, and "Slim Wuchang" Tang Pengfei.

He squinted his eyes, and said lightly:

"You four sticks, since you're here, don't even think about getting out alive. You all kneel down and lead them to death. I can spare you a little bit of morality for your Yin Guizong. If not, I'll kill you four. Afterwards, I will kill the Yingui sect and destroy your Yingui sect's inheritance."

His tone was indifferent, his expression was calm, and what he said was even more natural.

These words, in the eyes of Duan Muci and the other four, are the most ridiculous jokes in the world!

In their view, Lu Chen is naturally not a weak person. After all, he is a famous exile in China, and he didn't blow it out.

But if it is said that this person has the strength to destroy the Yin Gui sect's orthodoxy, not to mention they don't believe it, even the guests present don't believe it.

Not an order of magnitude at all.

Not to mention that there is only one Lu Qinglian, even if there are ten Lu Qinglians here, it is impossible to shake the entire Yin Guizong.

"Qinglian, are you joking?"

Duanmuci sneered.

There was disdain and contempt in his eyes.

The expressions of the other three elders were not far from each other, their eyes were full of contempt. Wherever they really took Lu Chen's words to heart, they all regarded it as the most ridiculous joke.

Lu Chen said lightly:

"That is to say—you all think I'm telling a joke?"

Duan Muci and the other four naturally nodded their heads, and after some mockery, they killed this person here with the force of a thunderbolt.

But Lu Chen didn't give them a chance to talk, or he didn't want to talk nonsense to them at all.

He compared four fingers to Duanmuci and the other four.

"What do you mean?"

Duanmuci said doubtfully.

Lu Chen narrowed his eyes and said, "There are four of you, I will only make four strikes, and within the four strikes, I will take your heads."

Duanmuci and the other four were furious when they heard this.

They are all famous peerless powerhouses, when did they suffer this kind of insult?

Duanmu said angrily:

"Zhuzi, how dare you insult me!"

"Yellow-mouthed child, you don't know when you're about to die!"

"Little thief, this old man wants to skin you and cramp you, so that I can vent my hatred!"

Fat Wuchang and Thin Wuchang were also extremely angry.

Huang Tianhua's face was sullen, and he cupped his hands and said: "Young Sect Master, please sacrifice the 'Ghost Flute', let's set up a grand array of ghosts and souls, let this yellow-mouthed child taste the pain of ghosts and souls, Let his mind and soul be destroyed, and he will never be reborn forever!"

"Then please trouble the three elders and stand up for me!"

Duanmuci nodded, and took out a bone flute from his bosom, which was white and full of evil spirit.

It is the sacred artifact of the Yin Guizong: the peerless magic weapon, the wild ghost flute!

"No, Lord Qinglian, stop him quickly... Once the flute of the myriad ghosts is blown, there will be hundreds of meters in the area, thousands of ghosts will roar, thousands of souls will devour my heart, and Lima will become a ghost. All of us will die here !"

A middle-aged man screamed loudly.

Obviously, it is to understand how terrifying the "Taiwan Ten Thousand Ghost Flute" is.

"What? All the hundreds of meters around have been reduced to ghosts? None of us can survive? Why is this Duanmuci so vicious? We have no grievances or enmities with him, so why does he want to kill us?"

"The Yin Gui sect is not a decent sect in the first place, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a cult! Duanmu Ci's 'Ghost Flute' needs living souls to feed him. Every time he absorbs a living soul after a tragic death, it will If he wants to strangle Lord Qinglian, he needs to use the souls of a thousand of us to strengthen his Great Array of Ghosts and Hearts and Souls..."

"This Duanmuci, so vicious? Ah!! Run away!"

The guests present were all horrified, their eyes were shattered, and they wanted to run away in a panic.

After all, the range of the Myriad Ghosts Devouring Heart Formation is only a few hundred meters in radius, and it will be fine if you run out.

It's just a huge auditorium with only one door. How can there be many people running in a place two meters square?

For a while, the crowd pushed and shouted, and a stampede was about to happen.

Even the three sisters Zhao Yourong, Tang Mengmeng and Su Yanran were extremely flustered when they heard what others said.

The main reason is that the Great Formation of Thousand Ghosts Devouring Hearts is really too cruel.

That is to be bitten to death by those pickled ghosts alive, and then the living soul is refined into ghosts, and they will live forever and never be reborn.

But the three sisters were flustered in their hearts, and they didn't run away indiscriminately.

Not because they are not afraid.

But because Lu Chen didn't leave, they wouldn't either.

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"Everyone, it's better to sit still and don't get confused. With me here, how can this group of demons and heretics be rampant?"

Lu Chen said lightly.

Still calm and breezy.

Looking at this posture, he didn't pay attention to the heart-eating formation that Duanmuci and the three grand elders were planning to arrange.

After everyone heard this, half of them calmed down, knowing that they might not be able to escape, so they stopped squeezing towards the gate.

However, most of them were still crazily pushing, screaming and squeezing. More than a dozen people had already fallen to the ground, stepped on by many people, and they were about to die.

Lu Chen watched, but had no intention of saving them.

To put it bluntly, these guys who push and squeeze are selfish, and if they die, they will die, so what does it matter to him.

Right at this moment-

Duanmuci has already blown the flute of the wilderness and ghosts!

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