"This is the second master's voice?"

Everyone in the hall heard the cry for help, and they all showed surprise, and then rushed towards the outside of the hall. Lu Daoyi and Lu Wuchen had already disappeared in the hall.

Outside, a beam of blood fell from a high altitude and landed directly at the entrance of the main hall. Lu Wuchen stepped forward and quickly supported the blood shadow.

The blood shadow is not someone else, it is Lu Jinglong. He is now full of blood, his face is pale, his long hair is pale, and the black armor on his body is glowing with blood.

"Second Uncle, what's the matter?" Lu Wuchen looked at Lu Jinglong in surprise, an incredible color on his face.

Didn't Lu Jinglong go chasing Xiao Fan, how could he become like this?

For some reason, Lu Wuchen had a bad feeling in his heart.

Lu Dao suddenly appeared next to Lu Jinglong, with his palm behind him, and his divine power poured into Lu Jinglong's body.

Immediately after that, Lu Dao's pupils shrank sharply, his face was full of horror.

"Second Grandpa, Second Uncle?" Lu Wuchen asked hurriedly.

Others also looked at Lu Jinglong in surprise. They were very clear about Lu Jinglong's strength. Looking at the 13 sects of the nine palaces, and fighting alone, there were definitely not many people in the ancient gods who were Lu Jinglong's opponents.

Even if Palace Master Tiandu Mansion and Palace Master Longteng Mansion were infinitely close to the Fenghou level, it was impossible to hurt him so badly.

But Lu Jinglong's injuries were not false. If he could not feel his breathing, everyone would think he was a dead person.

Lu Dao looked extremely ugly. After a long time, he shook his head and said, "Jinglong, who hurt you, that white dog?"

"It's Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan that little demon!" Lu Jinglong's voice was very weak, and the blood qi in his body slowly dissipated, just now that a will still persisted.

Now when he returned to the base camp of the Lu family, his last ray of will also dissipated, and he could no longer hold it back, and he didn't even have any strength to stand.

Had it not been for Lu Wuchen to support him, he would have fallen to the ground already.

"Xiao Fan?"

Everyone thought they had heard it wrong, but how could so many people have heard it wrong, it was just that Xiao Fan was not in the Heavenly God Realm, and how could he severely injure Lu Jinglong.

"What the **** is going on?" Lu Daoyi didn't think about saving Lu Jinglong, but his divine power still didn't need to be injected into Lu Jinglong's body.

"He, he has broken through the middle stage of the Ancient God Realm. In fact, he is very strong, and everyone who followed and followed me died." Lu Jinglong exhausted his last bit of strength.

When everyone heard the words, they only felt their hearts numb, and they trembled violently.

Lu Jinglong brought a dozen ancient gods with him, and they all died.

"Who is there in Xiao Fan?" Lu Wuchen asked.

"He's all alone, all alone!" Lu Jinglong laughed miserably, his hand clinging to Lu said, "Second, uncle, help, help me..."

When the voice fell, Lu Jinglong's body suddenly softened, like a puddle of mud, and fell to the ground without any sound.

He opened his eyes wide, with a strong pleading, his hands still dragged Lu Daoyi firmly.

"Second Lord!" The Lu family roared, their eyes full of fear. Wasn't Lu Jinglong just injured? How could he suddenly die?

"Second Uncle!" Lu Wuchen roared, and a terrifying aura bloomed from him, his eyes red as blood, like a mad lion.

"Xiao Fan, I, Lu Wuchen, will not kill you, and I will swear not to be a man!" Lu Wuchen roared up to the sky, slashing away with a sword, and a mountain peak was directly flattened by him.

After a long time, Lu Wuchen calmed down his thoughts, and looking at Lu Jinglong, who had no sound, he finally accepted this fact.

The scene was deadly silent, and everyone's hearts were heavy. They never dreamed that Lu Jinglong would die in the hands of a new ancient **** cultivator.

If it hadn't been for Lu Jinglong to tell them, they would definitely think he was lying.

What a joke, a few days ago, when they chased Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan was only the peak of the Heavenly God Realm, and only a few days later, Xiao Fan had already broken through to the middle of the Ancient God Realm.

Moreover, even if Xiao Fan breaks through the ancient gods, he shouldn't kill Lu Jinglong, he is just a third-rate kid, how can he leap to kill the older generation geniuses of the first-rate forces?

After a long time, Lu Wuchen's violent hostility calmed down. He checked Lu Jinglong's body and his expression became extremely solemn.

He discovered that although Lu Jinglong was wounded all over, with the cultivation base of the ancient gods, this injury shouldn't let him die.

Could it be that the soul was injured?

Lu Wuchen recalled the scene of catching Lu Jinglong just now. Lu Jinglong didn't look like his soul was wounded, and in general, his soul was wounded, and he couldn't be killed!

Or is it Godhead?

Lu Wuchen's palm touched Lu Jinglong's eyebrows, and the power of the soul poured into it. What surprised him was that Lu Jinglong's godhood was also intact.

The godhead is not damaged, and the injuries on his body are not fatal enough, so how did Lu Jinglong die?

"Second grandfather, what is going on?" Lu Wuchen really didn't know how Lu Jinglong died, so he had to look at Lu Daoyi.

Lu Daoyi's brows have been locked tightly, as if lost in thought. He came back to his senses after hearing Lu Wuchen's words: "Jinglong's aura is extinct."

"Qingqi?" The crowd showed doubts, obviously they had never heard of this word.

"It's normal if you don't know. The world only knows fate. For fate, fate can increase longevity and make people live longer." Lu Dao took a deep breath, his expression flickering.

After a pause, he said again: "However, the aura is the real root of a person. Even if the godhead, body, and soul are intact, but as long as the aura is exhausted, there is no doubt that he will die. There is no way to recover from the sky. ."

Everyone's expressions froze, they all couldn't understand what the specific aura was, but they all knew how terrible the aura was.

"Let's put it this way, the Godhead is determined by ourselves. Even if the Godhead is damaged, we can find ways to repair it." When Lu Dao saw that everyone didn't understand, he explained, "But the aura is fixed by heaven, and the aura is exhausted. Even if heaven wants you to die, how can people fight against heaven?"

"Second Grandpa, according to what you said, the aura is just a vague existence?" Lu Wuchen grimly.

"No, it really exists!" Lu Dao shook his head, and said solemnly: "The aura is strong, but the luck is strong. I just don't know the details."

"Second elder, did Xiao Fan master the method to destroy his popularity?" An ancient **** powerhouse in the Lu family suddenly recovered, his face was horrified.

Others frowned upon hearing this. If Xiao Fan really had such a method, it would be terrible.

"It shouldn't be. The aura is elusive. It is fixed by nature. How can it be easily changed by one person!" Lu Daoyi said with great certainty. "He should have a special magic weapon, or use some kind of magic weapon. Strange power can do this."

Immediately he added: "But everyone is better to be careful. This Xiao Fan must be removed as soon as possible."

Everyone nodded, Lu Wuchen's eyes were even more murderous, and he said coldly: "No matter what, Xiao Fan must die." "It's not difficult to let him die." A ray of light flashed in Lu Dao's eye, and said: "All Someone prepares, and rushes to Youyun Tiancheng with me."