"My condolences, my condolences!"

Zuo Xue looked at Lian Jia who was going away, curled his lips, and then smiled, "Lu Chen threw himself into the river, he can fool others, but not me!"

What river did Lu Chen throw himself into?

It's that poisonous river!

He and Lu Chen once walked out of the poisonous river. Lu Chen has the antidote to the poisonous river. How could he die?

This is Lu Chen escaping on the pretext of death. He wants to leave the land of chaos and find a place to practice outside.

"That kid Lu Chen is as smart as a ghost. He can't die even if others die ten thousand times."

Zuo Xue chuckled, turned around and was about to return to his tent, but he might as well see Feilong appearing behind him.

"Fat boy, you appeared behind the dean in a daze, do you want to scare the dean?"

Zuo Xue glanced at Fei Long angrily, and knocked Fei Long on the head by the way, wanting to give Fei Long a blow.

Boom!

Unexpectedly, Zuo Xue's hand knocked on a large cauldron, causing smoke from his orifices.

"Fat boy, you dare to block my hand with a cauldron, do you want to rebel?"

Zuo Xue was furious.

"I'm wronged, wow, the dean wants to hit me on the head, so I'm naturally going to protect myself, it's human nature!"

Feilong actually said so.

"Fat boy, you always make excuses. When Lu Chen hit you on the head, you didn't see you holding the pot back?"

Zuo Xue said angrily.

"Hey, Lu Chen is my senior brother, that's different.

Brother wants to hit me, I have to hit him, otherwise he will be unhappy! "

Feilong laughed.

"I'll go, you're afraid that Lu Chen will be unhappy, aren't you afraid that the dean will be unhappy?"

Zuo Xue became even more popular.

"Well, I didn't mean that, it's just that the dean's status is too noble, and it's not suitable for knocking people out."

Feilong mentioned the double pot, and while being wary of Zuo Xue, he said with a smile.

"If it's not for Lu Chen's sake, the dean will beat you to death!"

Zuo Xue said with a sullen face.

In fact, he wanted to blow up Feilong, so he didn't need to give Lu Chen face at all.

But, Feilong is a shield cultivator, he even has two king pots, he is a fart.

If he made a move, Fat Dragon would definitely hold up the sky, and he could only hit the cauldron for ten thousand years, and he would definitely not be able to hit Feilong's head.

Fat Dragon's King Pot can resist half-step true kings!

He is not even a half-step true king, how can he break Feilong's pot?

Since it can't be broken, it's better not to do it, so as not to embarrass yourself.

"Dean, what did Commander Lian tell you just now?"

Feilong asked.

"He said……"

Zuo Xue glanced at Fei Long, and suddenly got a mischievous heart, and started to play tricks on Fei Long, "He said that Lu Chen died heroically during the operation, and he told us to mourn."

"Brother is dead?"

"died!"

"Well, I see!"

"Hey, Lu Chen is dead, why don't you cry anyway?"

"Senior brother is not dead, I'm crying wool!"

"Lian Jia said that people like Shui Lian saw Lu Chen die with their own eyes, and there was not even a scum left."

"Just listen to what Shui Lian said, and treat it as a joke."

"Why do you say that?"

"Dean, brother told me before he left that he would feign death to escape from the land of chaos..."

"Fuck, why didn't he tell me?"

"how could I know?

Perhaps senior brother has absolute trust in you, I believe you will not think that he is really dead. "

"This... you really guessed right!"

"Principal, brother told us to hurry up and practice. When he comes back, he hopes to see that our realm has broken through."

"Then hurry up and shut yourself up, don't come out if you have nothing to do!"

"Senior brother also said that the dean is a bit lazy about cultivation, so he told me to keep an eye on you and urge you to cultivate a half-step true king!"

"Damn it! Damn Lu Chen, he actually took charge of the dean! Is he the dean, or am I the dean?"

"Lu Chen also said that if he comes back and finds that the dean has not stepped into the half-step true king, he will take us out of Tianhuang Academy and join us in Qingming Palace!"

"Let me go, Qingming Palace only accepts women, not men, so he went to Qingming Palace to fuck?"

"I don't know, anyway, that's what he said, the dean can figure it out."

"From now on, the dean will close the gate to death, and will never leave the gate unless he cultivates the half-step true king!"

After that, Wufang City really ceased fighting and did not attack Fenghuo City.

Beacon City ushered in a rare period of peace. Although it was only short, it gave all the warriors of the race some rich and noble training time.

Especially the fanatical legion, who have been practicing in the tents of the camp, to the point where they cannot retreat.

The peace in the Land of Chaos lasted for two months, and then the storm began to turmoil, and a war was slowly brewing.

At the bottom of the poisonous river, in the big cave, Lu Chen was cultivating in the blood of beasts, his aura became very violent, and a breakthrough was imminent.

Click!

There was a sudden explosion in the body.

Finally broke through!

The golden body is permanent, and the bones are weathered, entering another level of martial arts.

The Saint Realm of Strength!

At that moment, the power of the venerable transformed into the power of a saint!

Power to another level!

The new supernatural power in the body continued to attach to the power of the saint, and it also mutated.

Become as powerful as the power of a saint!

That is to say, others have the power of a saint, but Lu Chen has two!

Lu Chen's heart was ecstatic, he kept practicing, continued to practice, and continued to draw inexhaustible spiritual energy unscrupulously.

After becoming a saint, Lu Chen drew the spiritual energy faster, and the requirements for the concentration of the spiritual energy increased.

Before, when cultivating in 250,000 times the aura, he could only barely do it, but now he can let go of the aura.

Even Lu Chen felt that 250,000 times of spiritual energy was not enough at first, and it might take 300,000 times of spiritual energy to be enough.

Fortunately, the spiritual energy in this cave is endless and never exhausted, and he can draw as much as he wants, and the effect on his cultivation has not weakened.

Ten days later, he cultivated his strength of character to a stable level, and the Saint Realm was completely consolidated.

It's just that, with the higher the level of strength cultivation, his demand for the concentration of spiritual energy is increasing, and the spiritual energy of 250,000 times is becoming less and less enough.

Saint Realm is indeed different from Venerable Realm.

Below the Saint Realm, every time he breaks through a realm, he increases the concentration of spiritual energy.

And after entering the realm of saints, there is no need to break through the realm, just as the degree of bone repair increases, the requirements for the concentration of spiritual energy will directly increase.

Although there is still some time to practice, the concentration of spiritual energy here has become low for him, and there is no point in continuing to practice, it is better to leave the level early.

Lu Chen got up, tidied up, left the Huahai Cave, walked through the underground passage, twisted off the mechanism post, opened the exit, and jumped up.

"Congratulations, you have become a saint!"

The old blind man was still sitting cross-legged on the small platform with a smile on his face.