Emperor of Taikoo

Until the seventh day.

"Buzz!"

A low buzzing sound came from my fingertips.

The elementary forces in Lu Chendan Tianzhong roared out, condensing two dark lights in an instant, and then quickly merged.

Two strands.

Three strands.

Four strands.

After seven days of sleepless practice, Lu Chen at this moment is already familiar with the means of integration.

In less than one breath, it was a fusion of eight strands.

Next is the ninth strand.

The ninth thread, easy to integrate successfully.

At the same time, there was a violent shock above the fingertips.

Under this shock, the void was also distorted, and one can imagine how terrifying the power of one finger would be.

After blending ten strands, how strong should it be, I am afraid, it is far more than ordinary martial arts can match.

"Success or failure is here, tenth strand, let me melt!"

Mu Chen didn't dare to carelessly, and cold sweat also appeared on his forehead.

If you fail at this time, you will be defeated.

Under the control of Lu Chen, the elemental force in Dantian, following the veins of the veins, instilled into the index finger frantically.

With the instillation of Yuanli, the tenth ray of dark light emerged and began to merge slowly ...

The tenth ray of dark light, the speed of fusion is very slow ...

one tenth.

one fifth.

...

...

It took only three breaths to pass, and only then less than one-half of the fusion, and at this time, Lu Chen's right arm had begun to tremble slightly, his body was tight, the sweat wet the clothes, and his mouth continued to pant gas.

But despite his unusually tired body, Lu Chen's eyes were full of perseverance.

He quickly took out the Wannian stalactite in his left hand, opened the stopper, and suddenly a drop of Wannian stalactite fell into his mouth.

Yuan Li was replenished. The dark light that blended slowly, suddenly, the light was also great. After that, the speed of fusion increased several times in an instant.

Seven out of ten.

Eight out of ten.

Nine out of ten.

Fusion.

"boom!"

Above the index finger, there was a dark light of the thickness of a pair of chopsticks, exuding a heart-warming chill.

"Finally ... successful ..."

Lu Chen looked at the thick dark light of his fingertips, and a faint smile appeared on his tired face.

"I don't know the power, I hope I won't be disappointed ..."

After licking some dry lips, Lu Chen's eyes instantly froze, and then, with a finger, Heimang flourished ...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..."

This finger, as if it were a soldering iron, was a single point, and the air exploded with a slight murmur, and a plume of black smoke rose up.

With a click, the air in front of Lu Chen was like a broken mirror surface, blooming a pale mark, with the index finger as the center, spreading towards the surroundings.

"This ... power looks, not bad ..."

Looking at the result of one finger, Lu Chen is also quite satisfied. At least, if this finger goes down, the ordinary Hundred Five strong, dare not face it.

Next, Lu Chen continued to practice.

Not for practice, only for mastering the poison finger.

...

Three days later, a long and tall figure emerged from the cave.

"It has been less than half a month from Dabi Dabi. It is time to leave for the Imperial City."

Raising his footsteps, Lu Chen walked towards the nearest gathering place.

...

Lingluo City, a well-known city in the northwest, is one of the few superior cities in the entire Qiyue Dynasty.

In the city, there are many businesses, auction houses, medicine halls, weapon pavilions, restaurants ... everything.

The prosperous scene attracted many martial artists around the world. Therefore, under the prosperous surface, the city of Lingluo is also a crouching tiger and a hidden dragon.

"Uh!"

Suddenly, a deep sound of breaking the sky came out, and a residual image was galloping from the horizon.

The afterimage is very fast, and just counting the time, it has crossed several miles and appeared in front of Lingluo City.

Here comes a tall figure with a handsome face, and a pair of dark and deep eyes, as if the two abysses are deep.

"Ling Luo City, finally arrived."

Yes, this person is Lu Chen.

For three days, he flew endlessly and traversed thousands of miles.

Lu Chen came here to borrow the teleportation array of Lingluo City.

The Qiyue dynasty, the territory is vast, and it's more than a million miles.

"Qiyue Zhouyou Ji" records that there is a strong man in a mixed realm, who rushed both day and night, traversing the Qiyue dynasty, which took a full year.

One can imagine that the territory of the Qiyue Dynasty was vast. Even a strong person as strong as a mixed-element realm, it takes a year to cross one back and forth.

It takes at least a few months to walk from Broken Soul Valley to the Imperial City on foot, even at the speed of land dust.

Therefore, if you want to rush to the Imperial City within half a month, it is simply impossible to do it without the help of teleportation.

The large teleportation line that leads directly to the Imperial City is only a miles away from Donglai City, with only Lingluo City.

This is also the main reason why Lu Chen appeared in Lingluo City.

...

Lingluo City is worthy of being one of the few first-class cities in the Qiyue Dynasty. The city is very prosperous,

It is also very crowded. It's not an exaggeration to use a shoulder rub.

Walking on the street, Lu Chen glanced around, and there were black heads everywhere.

Lu Chen touched his nose with a wry smile, squeezed hard from the crowd, looked at the sky, and said: "It's not too early, let's rest in Lingluo City for a day, and never leave tomorrow!"

When the words fell, Lu Chen went straight to the commercial street in the center of Chengchi.

However, what made Lu Chen quite a headache was that after coming down several times, the restaurant was overcrowded.

This also made Lu Chen once again experience the prosperity of Lingluo City.

"Objective, I'm sorry, the inn is full, or you can go to another house to see."

In the shop's second sorry, Lu Chen walked out of a hotel with a depressed face.

With a sigh, Lu Chen was ready to try his luck in other hotels. Of course, after learning about the prosperity of Lingluo City, he did not expect any of it.

Stepping out of the inn, Lu Chen looked for a direction and tried to leave.

However, just after a few steps, I found that on the street in front, there was a crowd of people, which would fill a fairly spacious street.

Lu Chen was helpless and wanted to make a detour.

But at this moment, a familiar voice came out from the crowd.

"Liu Neng, you are too much, you have to be clear, this is Lingluo City, not Sanyang City, not a place where you can run wild."

"Meng Chong, you're a waste, twenty-five years old, and it's just a two-fold break. If I were you, I would have been killed!"

The wanton laughter followed.

"Meng Chong ?!" Lu Chen stepped in a footstep, then turned around and walked towards the crowd, turning away the crowd.

Surrounded by the crowd, there were two men.

Lu Chen swept his gaze, and finally fixed his sight on a slightly ordinary man.

The man was about twenty-five years old with dark skin, wearing a black vest on the upper body and a pair of loose samurai trousers on the lower body. The height was somewhat short, only about one meter six or five.

Seeing this person, Lu Chen's mouth twitched a faint smile.