Chapter 1732: End

"The Prisoner of Black Mountain?"

Lu Chen looked at the Lord of Heiyu Mountain with a complicated expression. He deserved to be a figure of the ancestor god level. He has recovered to the most fairyland so quickly and dared to stop the Heitian Demon God. His strength must not be weak.

"Young master."

The Lord of Hei Prison Mountain also saw Lu Chen, and bowed his hands in salute.

"Young Master? Hahaha, Lord of the Heilong Mountain, you really have lived longer and returned to the past. After losing your original physical body, you actually recognized a primordial immortal as your master. You are not afraid of being ridiculed by the world if it spreads."

Heitian Demon God shrank his pupils suddenly when he heard the address of the Lord Heilongshan to Lu Chen, and then laughed, the laughter was extremely ear-piercing.

"Hmph, Hei Tian Demon God, today is your day of death." Hei Prison Mountain Lord said coldly.

"Death? It's a joke, Master Hei Prison, you think you can kill me just after returning to the fairyland?" Heitian Demon God laughed, "Today is your death day. I have been suppressed by tens of millions of you." This year, today is the time for you to pay off your debts. '

"Young Master, please lend the Hei Prison Palace to your subordinates. After beheading this beast, your subordinates will return the Hei Prison Palace to you." The Hei Prison Mountain Master cupped his hands to Lu Chen.

"good!"

Hearing this, Lu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at the Lord of the Heilong Mountain. Seeing that he was frank and magnanimous, he waved his palm, and the Heilong Temple flew out. He shouted:

"Old demon Che, do it."

"yes!"

Che Laoyao didn't say a word, and shot together with Lu Chen, attacking Heitian Demon God.

"Heitian Demon God, die."

The Lord of the Black Prison Mountain is very courageous. After obtaining the Hei Prison Palace from Lu Chen, he used this palace, and the power of the ancestral gods was fully displayed, and he suppressed the Heitian Demon God.

"Hei Prison Mountain Lord, if your cultivation level is still there, I still fear you a little bit. Now you, I can kill you in a flash."

The Heitian Demon God sneered, and used the Dark Heaven Pestle to collide with the Hei Prison Palace. The sound was earth-shattering and deafening, but at this moment, there was another loud noise, and it was the Heitian Pestle, hitting him.

Lu Chen and Che Laoyao used this ancestral weapon to attack him, together with Hei Prison Mountain Master, the three of them worked together to form horns, and Heitian Demon God's face changed suddenly.

If his cultivation base is still there, he will naturally not be afraid, but he has not fully recovered right now, and he only has a dark sky pestle in his hand. Facing the attack of two ancestral divine weapons, the pressure can be imagined.

The Heitian Demon God clearly knew that if he was a little careless today, he might really fall here. The Heitian Demon God was not reconciled and fought back forcefully.

Time stands still!

The space is broken!

Power spell!

Bone spell!

Blood spell!

Lu Chen made a decisive and ruthless move. While working with Che Laoyao to serve Hei Tianchu, he cast spells to affect the power of Hei Tian Demon God.

"Boom!"

The sky-shattering loud noise, the rolling sound waves, silenced all directions, and the mountains, rivers and rivers within a radius of ten thousand miles all collapsed and turned into nothing.

Moreover, this kind of devastating disaster is constantly expanding. The power of the ancestral gods is huge, and it contains the law of the ancestors. Even if the three of Lu Chen can only exert three or four tenths of it, the power produced is extremely terrifying.

clang! clang! clang!

Under the attack of Hetian pestle and Heiyudian, the dark heavenly pestle made a loud noise, the black light burst out, and it shook violently. After dozens of impacts, it fell to the disadvantage.

He wanted to resist two ancestral divine weapons with one ninth-rank Heavenly Demon Weapon, it was like a fly shaking a tree.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

The dark heavenly pestle slammed and sneered, and there was a crack. Heitian Demon God's face changed drastically when he saw it, and he hurriedly used his strength to retreat.

"Heitian Demon God, your time of death has arrived."

The master of Hei Prison Mountain was so cruel that his cultivation base in the Immortal Realm enslaved the Hei Prison Palace to severely suppress them.

However, Lu Chen could still see that the Heiyu Mountain Master was struggling a bit. After all, his cultivation base was too weak, and it was a bit more difficult to serve an ancestral weapon than he and Che Laoyao used Heitianchu.

Fortunately, the Heitian Demon God has not yet recovered his cultivation, and he has no ancestral soldiers. With the power of the Heilongshan Lord, it is enough to cause him some trouble.

And he and Che Laoyao used Hei Tianchu as the main attack, forming a strong pressure on Hei Tian Demon God.

The void in all directions burst, and a pitch-black space storm emerged, raging in all directions, and the vegetation turned into fly ash wherever it passed.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the Hei Tian pestle and Hei Prison Hall hit the Hei Tian pestle again, and the pestle shattered.

"hateful!"

The Heitian Demon God hated him so much that his eyes were about to burst, but when he saw the Heitian Pestle and the Heiyu Temple suppressing him again, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly dodged and escaped.

"Heitian Demon God, you don't want to escape today."

The Lord of Hei Prison Mountain had sharp eyesight, and he activated the Hei Prison Hall. This hall became huge, tens of thousands of feet in size, spanning half of the void, blocking the way of Hei Tian Demon God.

The demonic energy of the Hei Prison Hall is rampant, with countless black runes intertwined, the darkness is spooky, and the weather is terrifying. The Heitian Demon God lost his magic soldiers and was unable to break through.

"Heitian Demon God, accept the fate of death."

Chase Lu shouted loudly, stepped up, and used the method of time and space fragmentation to evolve the vision of the origin of time and the origin of space, weakening the strength of Heitian Demon God.

At the same time, he and Che Laoyao used the Heitian pestle, swept out, shattered the void, and set off heavy waves of black air, which inevitably rolled onto Heitian Demon God.

With such a large-scale attack, Heitian Demon God couldn't dodge it in time, so he could only forcibly resist it. His body became bigger, reaching a size of a thousand feet, like a black giant, hitting Heitian pestle.

"clang!"

Heitian Demon God punched Heitian pestle, there was a sound of bone cracking, and blood spattered from the peak of his fist, causing him to scream in pain, with fear in his eyes.

"Heitian Demon God, surrender to me, and spare your life."

Seeing this, Lu Chen's heart moved, revealing his desire to subdue Heitian Demon God. After all, he is an ancestor god, and it will be a matter of time before he recovers.

If Heitian Demon God can really surrender, then he must have an extra hero.

"Child Guchen, do you think that this seat is the kind of person who is greedy for life and fears death like the Lord of Hei Prison Mountain? You are wishful thinking if you want this seat to submit to you."

Heitian Demon God refused directly without even thinking about it, not forgetting to taunt the Lord of Hei Prison Mountain.

"Heitian Demon God, those who know the current affairs are heroes. I respect you as an ancestor god, and you should be a hero. I didn't expect you to be so short-sighted. If you are so short-sighted, don't blame me for being ruthless."

When Lu Chen saw that Heitian Demon God not only refused to submit to himself, but also taunted the Heiprison Mountain Lord, he was immediately furious, with killing intent in his eyes.

"My lord, the Heitian Demon God is rebellious and arrogant, and even tried to kill you many times. He really deserves death."

Hei Prison Mountain Sect yelled positive words, his face was ashen, staring at Hei Tian Demon God fiercely, making no secret of the murderous intent in his heart.

Submitting to Lu Chen is the shame of his life. Heitian Demon God said so, which is tantamount to exposing his scars. How could he let Heitian Demon God go.

"good!"

Lu Chen nodded expressionlessly, glanced at Che Laoyao, and stepped forward together. Power surged and poured into the black sky pestle, which immediately suppressed it.

"Boom!"

The Lord of Hei Prison Mountain acted on his wits, commanded the Hei Prison Palace, and slammed into the Hei Tian Demon God fiercely.

Facing the two ancestral weapons, Heitian Demon God was at a disadvantage immediately because he didn't have a magic weapon to protect him. No matter how much he swung his fist, he couldn't shake the two ancestral weapons.

"Ah!" Heitian Demon God screamed, his shoulder was crushed by Heitian pestle, his bones cracked, blood spattered, and his entire arm collapsed.

He had a bitter expression on his face, with veins popping out of his forehead, seeping blood, but before he could stand still, the Hell Palace hit him again.

With a bang, his back was hit, his spine shattered, blood spurted out, dyed the sky red, exuded a pungent blood, and the Black Sky Demon God screamed again and again.

"Heitian Demon God, last time I just suppressed you and was powerless to kill you, but this time it won't happen."

The face of the Hei Prison Mountain Lord turned pale, because he had consumed a lot of power to serve the Hei Prison Palace, but he still did not give up, and once again suppressed the Hei Tian Demon God.

He wanted to kill Heitian Demon God with his own hands, fulfilling his long-cherished wish for many years.

"Hei Prison Mountain Lord, I will die here, even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go."

Heitian Demon God felt sad. As an ancestor god, he was extremely unwilling to die here, but he was even more unwilling to submit to Lu Chen.

I would rather be a free man than a slave to others!

The Heitian Demon God let out a roar, arousing a burst of energy and blood, and his pitch-black body turned blood red, like a Shura, ruthlessly pressing down on the Heilongshan Lord.

"Even if I die, I will bring you with me."

Heitian Demon God's mouth was bleeding, and his speech was slurred, but his expression was extremely firm, and the death intent in his heart was like an eternal fire, which could not be extinguished.

"boom!"

The next moment, he collided with the Hei Prison Palace, blood spattered, blood spilled in large swaths, and the screams were shrill and unwilling, with a smell of wind blowing away Yi Shuihan.

It's a pity that he and Hei Prison were in a stalemate for only a few breaths, and he couldn't hold on any longer, his body cracked and turned into a thick blood.

"died?"

Looking at the blood, Lu Chen and Che Laoyao were both taken aback.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a sharp roar sounded, and the bloody water suddenly condensed together, turning into a blood spear, filled with powerful blood essence, and divided into two strands, one hit Lu Chen, and the other Hit Heitian Demon God.

"Even if I die, I will bring you with me."

From the two blood spears came Heitian Demon God's unwilling and crazy voice, but it disappeared quickly. Obviously, this was Heitian Demon God's last attack.

"Block!"

Lu Chen looked shocked, and hurriedly used the black sky pestle to block the blood spear.

After all, the Heitian Demon God is an ancestor god. Even if his cultivation has fallen to the ancestral fairyland, his blood is extremely powerful. It contains the discovery of the ancestor god, how weak is the blood spear he made with his whole body's blood?

"Ding!"

The blood spear pierced the Heitian pestle, and the blood was raging. The Heitian pestle, which was as big as a pillar of heaven, was instantly stained with blood, and the pungent blood raged towards Lu Chen and Che Laoyao.

"Young master, be careful."

Che Laoyao shouted nervously, he spit out green fire, burning towards that blood energy.

"The space is broken."

At the same time, Lu Chen pointed his finger, looked at the piece of blood with a solemn expression, and watched it turn into several copies in the shattered void.

"ah!"

Suddenly, there was a cry of pain, it was the Lord of the Heilong Mountain, he was not able to block the attack of the blood spear, because he used too much power to enslave the Heilong Palace.

The blood spear pierced his chest. The blood hole was almost transparent, and blood flowed out. The Heilong Mountain Lord showed bitterness, clenched his teeth in pain, and took out the magic pill to swallow.

"Hei Prison Mountain Lord, are you alright?"

At this time, Lu Chen and Che Laoyao had already annihilated another energy and blood of the Heitian Demon God, and when they saw the gray-faced Hei Prison Mountain Lord, they stepped forward to inquire with concern.

"Young master, don't worry, this subordinate won't die." Hei Prison Mountain Lord gritted his teeth and said, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body trembled, as if he was enduring great pain.

Seeing this, Che Laoyao frowned slightly, looked at Lu Chen, and wanted to say something, but saw Lu Chen glance at him, put his hands behind his back, and fell silent immediately.

He was originally curious why Lu Chen didn't give Hei Prison Mountain Lord a Saint Yuan Ming Pill. After all, this is a ninth-grade magic pill, which can instantly heal injuries. But when he saw Lu Chen's eyes, Che Laoyao realized in his heart that Lu Chen did it on purpose, and he was afraid of the Lord of Heilong Mountain.