Seeing Lu Aochen so ruthless, even Qin Kuangge and Song Yuan who were loyal to him were unwilling to let go, the other saints were completely desperate.
They finally realized that Lu Aochen had not taken action against Song Yuan before, it was definitely not because of affection, but because she was still valuable. It was ridiculous that they thought that he was full of heroic spirit and was willing to give up on him, which was simply a way out.
"Lu Aochen, as long as I can leave the Netherworld Sand Sea alive, I will never die with you in this life!" A saint master roared angrily.
"You, there is no chance!" Lu Aochen glanced at him coldly and made a handprint again.
Boom, the entire formation trembled violently, and the golden light rotated rapidly like a vortex.
In addition to himself, all the saints who were still breathing fell to the ground at the same time. The last potential in their body, along with the power of life, was poured out at the same time, and they quickly lost their vitality. Some of them had weak strength and even exploded and died on the spot.
The huge ancient bell rang out for a long time, and finally broke through the barrier, leaving a crack half a foot long and about three feet wide.
The golden light gradually disappeared, leaving only shriveled corpses all over the ground. Hundreds of elite strong men died tragically on the spot, and Qin Kuangge was among them. Until his death, he still stared at his eyes, his dark eyes were full of reluctance.
Lu Aochen never looked at them again. He shook his body and stepped into the barrier along the crack.
"Hahahaha, I succeeded, I finally succeeded!" Standing under the stone steps and looking at the stone hall at the end, he actually lost his composure and laughed wildly.
Suddenly, eight sword lights slashed through the sky, passed through the crack, and slashed towards Lu Aochen's back.
After the sword light that was covered with frost, there were Gu Fenghua and others' murderous gazes, which were even colder than the sword light.
They had been waiting for a long time at this moment. They all knew very well that with Lu Aochen's second-level Xuansheng cultivation, if they were prepared, even if they exerted the power of the Eight God Concentrating Heart Sword to the extreme, they might not be able to kill him.
Now, in order to break through the barrier, he was greatly damaged and was ecstatic when he was accomplished, and he was inevitably relaxed. This was their best opportunity to take action.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the eight sword lights had already condensed and converged, and the divine thoughts of the eight people were completely condensed into it, and the power of the sword was increased several times dozens of times.
Lu Aochen never dreamed that Gu Fenghua and others would remove the strange poison so quickly. As far as he knew, although the poisons of Tianqing Ye Youcai and the bitter leaves Gentiana fruit were not fatal, if they did not take the antidote, they would not be Yu Yue.
Time can't help but recover the holy energy. How could they recover so quickly?
But after all, he is the second level of Xuansheng's cultivation. His divine consciousness is far more powerful than others, and his intuition to danger is more keen. Just as the sword light was about to fall on his body, he still felt shocked.
, and suddenly pulled out the long sword and slashed it out with his backhand.
"Boom!" With the loud noise, Lu Aochen and his sword were slashed and flew out, hitting heavily under the steps, and blood was sprinkled behind him.
But immediately, he turned around, pointed his sword directly at Gu Fenghua and others, and asked sternly: "Are you poisoned?"
The sword just now was so powerful, Lu Aochen was sure that even if Gu Fenghua and others detoxified in time, they would never recover so quickly, and it would be even more impossible to work together to use such a sword, so the only possibility is that they were not poisoned at all.