The golden spear tip still stagnated under Lu Qingchen's suppression, not only the spear, but also the person holding the spear.

Jin Feng could only watch the fist print mixed with purple rays rushing towards him, and a huge fear suddenly rose in the deepest part of his heart.

Because he recognized the terrifying purple beast shadow behind Lu Qingchen, even if he looked at the entire primitive continent, the creature was still an invincible existence!

"roar!"

The low roar shook the whole world. As Lu Qingchen pinched out his fist, the purple mysterious beast shadow behind him suddenly merged with him.

Lu Qingchen stepped on his feet with a strange synchronic technique and used the Qilin treasure technique. His whole body was dazzling. At the moment when the golden spear was about to break free from the imprisonment, he suddenly punched Jin Feng.

Everyone heard a loud "boom" sound, Lu Qingchen's Qilin Fist broke through everything, and the surging purple air rushed towards Jinfeng like a tide.

Under the horror of countless people, Jin Feng's entire chest collapsed in an instant under this punch. Lu Qingchen's other palm slashed horizontally on his right arm, shaking the golden spear constantly.

"Tear--"

A sound of flesh and blood being torn from Lei Xuan. As a result of Lu Qingchen's palm, the golden spear tip shifted and did not pierce Lei Xuan's chest, but tore his shoulders apart.

But at this moment, Lei Xuan's face, whose shoulders were torn, was not in pain at all. On the contrary, a look of madness that was extremely excited appeared deep in his eyes.

The long sword with a faint lightning flashed out a perfect arc in the void. Under Jin Feng's desperate gaze, the long sword in Lei Xuan's hand slashed straight on his forehead.

With a light "bang", Jinfeng's big head shattered like a watermelon, and his red and white brain splashed everywhere, and the golden spear in his hand also fell.

Countless people stood there and watched this scene blankly, especially the nine remaining team members of the Xuanjin Temple. At the moment when Jin Feng's head shattered, there was only endless fear in their eyes.

Why? The captain clearly had an advantage just now, but why was he already dead in the blink of an eye? And who was the white-haired boy who suddenly appeared?

Confuses arose in the minds of the nine remaining team members of the Xuanjin Temple. After witnessing Jin Feng's death with his own eyes, all of the nine team members were stunned for a moment.

In front of the nine team members, the white-haired young man, the murderer who killed Jin Feng, was looking at them with a cold face, and then turned around and left.

Only Lei Xuan, holding a long sword, was standing blankly in the spot. He glanced at the long sword in his hand that was still dripping blood, and then looked at the ground dyed red by red and white objects, with a confused expression.

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha…”

A second later, Lei Xuan, holding a long knife, suddenly burst into laughter. He was so happy that he didn't look as frightened as the person who survived the disaster.

"Sister, I'll leave it to you here."

Lu Qingchen, who turned around and left, suddenly whispered this in her ear when he passed by Lu Qingxue.

After saying this, Lu Qingchen had no intention of explaining it, but walked directly towards the mountain behind him without looking back.

A touch of deep blue spiritual power that was extremely rich and extremely rich instantly bloomed out from the ice beads at the top of the Ice Spirit Scepter. Lu Qingxue, holding the Ice Spirit Scepter, chanted a spell lightly, and the space in front became cold in a blink of an eye.

Sharp ice thorns emerged from the feet of the nine team members of the Xuanjin Temple. With the appearance of the ice thorns, the nine warriors felt that their entire bodies were stiff.

Before they could react, Lu Qingxue's figure had already flew out. Her blue dress fluttered in the wind, and the ice spirit magic wand in her hand tapped on the foreheads of the nine team members of the Xuanjin Temple.

With the knocking of the Ice Spirit Scepter, the nine people who were originally frozen into ice sculptures made a crisp "click" sound, and then they exploded with a "bang" in front of countless people.

Countless ice crystal crumbs were dancing. In a blink of an eye, it seemed as if there was a heavy snowfall in the place where Lu Qingxue was. She walked in the heavy snow with a terrifying look on her face.

"Yilan, you support Yushan to the top of the mountain to rest. Xuanxuan, Qianjue and Qingqing clean the battlefield. Lei Xuan, go and disperse those people."

Back to her original position, Lu Qingxue looked a little cold. She ordered the people of the Heavenly Dao Team in an orderly manner, and then pulled Liu Yan and turned around and left here.

"What are you looking at? Do you want to die? Get out of here!"

After Lu Qingxue and his men disappeared, Lei Xuan used his eyes to signal Leng Xuanxuan and the other two to clean the battlefield, and he angrily shouted at the group of people from ordinary martial soul universities.

Lei Xuan's angry shout exploded in the ears of the warriors like thunder. The captains in the leaders couldn't help but subconsciously took a few steps back, their faces filled with fear.

They could see clearly the scene just now. They had a golden spirit body, had a cultivation level of the king, and they were also a golden peak from the temple. After the white-haired boy appeared, they were almost completely crushed.

Whether it was the strange footwork or the terrifying fist wind, they felt a strong sense of suffocation.

They had no doubt at all that once that step or the purple fist mark fell on them, the fate would definitely not be much better than Jin Feng.

"Go away, go away!"

"That white-haired boy is so scary. I feel like I haven't recovered yet..."

"You are still relieved? When you recover, your head will be gone!"

"Hey, wait, don't drag me, I can leave myself..."

Amid countless noisy quarrels and discussions, the army of warriors composed of ten teams retreated like a tide.

Lei Xuan stood there, staring at them coldly until the figures of the group gradually disappeared in his eyes.

"Senior Lei, the battlefield has been cleaned, we are now..."

"Come with me!"

Before Leng Xuanxuan could finish her words, Lei Xuan waved her hand and interrupted what she was going to say next.

Without any hesitation, Lei Xuan turned around and left. He ran towards the mountainside, while Leng Xuanxuan and the other two followed closely behind.

More than ten seconds later, Lei Xuan and his group rushed to the mountainside. In the center of the mountainside, there were corpses of half-step kings and even king-level powerful men lying.

"These corpses are—people from the Temple of the Earth?!"
Chapter completed!