My Master is Super Fierce

"Master Lu, you have a way"

The group of people in the room looked excited, as if they had caught the last straw.

Even Ling Yi raised a pair of bright red eyes and stared at Lu Chen, his eyes filled with hope.

"A dead horse should be a living horse doctor" Lu Chen shrugged and said extremely calmly.

In the past, he was cursed into the body, and instantly evaporated the curse with a divine fire. This was due to the fact that the curse in him was not strong, and the curse did not occupy the body too seriously.

The Feixue Emperor is different. First of all, the curse in the middle school is very powerful, so that the holy monarch can't resist it, and can only watch the curse corrode his whole body until his death.

Not to mention that the curse is powerful, just because the curse erodes the whole body, it is difficult to deal with.

Lu Chen didn't know if the World Extinguishing Black Flame had any effect.

Lu Chen sat on the bed, grabbed one of the wrists of Qiqiu Snow Emperor, and saw a mist sprayed out of the opponent's palm, released from the pores, and entered his arm.

But when he entered his arm, Lu Chen Shenhuo started to move.

Puff puff!

A puff of black smoke rose, and the curse disappeared.

Lu Chen's thoughts moved, and a layer of black sacred fire spread all over his palm, controlling the sacred fire to enter the wrist of Emperor Feixue.

When people around saw Lu Chen's flames, they immediately knew what the solution was.

Using flames to expel the curse is a useful way.

However, the curse in the emperor is extraordinary, and I don't know if the flames that Lu Shao controls have any effect.

They can only expect a miracle to happen.

Lu Chen input wisps of flame into the arm of Emperor Feixue, only to see a strange black mist on the surface of his arm, and then disappeared into the air.

"It seems to be useful," Lu Chen said to himself.

After talking about continuing to control the sacred fire and expelling the curse in his arm, time passed by one minute after another, and Lu Chen's face was a little tired.

After all, the Shenhuo was urged for an hour continuously, and the body was consumed too much, and he became panting.

"The emperor is saved"

"The emperor is saved"

A group of people in the room roared with excitement, because within this hour, the curse in the emperor’s main body quickly evaporated, and the markings on an arm full of corpse spots had dimmed a lot, especially the palm of the hand. Returned to a normal state, it is no different from a normal person.

Just above the elbow, there are still a lot of corpses.

"This curse is a bit strong, it looks like it will take about a month" Lu Chen touched his sweat, stood up and said.

"Thank you Lu Shao"

"Thank you Lu Shao"

A group of people in the palace were so grateful to Lu Chen that they almost knelt down.

Originally, they could only watch the death of Emperor Feixue, but they did not expect that Lu Chen's arrival would make a foregone conclusion. Although the curse has not been expelled for the time being, the emperor’s palm is no longer cursed. If this continues, it is only a matter of time before the emperor recovers.

For several days, Lu Chen was expelling the curse from Emperor Feixue, and Emperor Feixue's expression improved a lot. From the initial dementia, he became able to speak.

"Shao Lu, the kindness of life-saving is not unforgettable. If Lu Shao needs anything in the future, Yuan Ji will surely be overwhelmed," Lord Feixue said firmly, watching Lu Chen.

Emperor Feixue himself was also very shocked. When he saw Lu Chen on the first day, he was left with only the last bit of sane, unable to move or speak. Now the curse in his body has been eliminated a lot, and he can suppress some curses forcibly. Can speak too.

Lu Chen glanced at Emperor Feixue, smiled faintly, and said nothing.

.....

When Lu Chen was in the imperial palace to cast off the curse of Emperor Feixue, a person walked into the imperial city.

This is a barefooted bald young man wearing white monk clothes. The young man has fair skin and a very wicked charm in his eyes. With Buddhist words in his mouth, he walked step by step into the streets of the imperial city.

"This donor" the bald youth suddenly stopped a person, folded his hands together, and smiled slightly: "May I ask what famous geniuses in the Feixue Dynasty, please also tell the little monk."

"You, you are the demon monk of Fumo Temple" the person who was stopped was shocked and exclaimed.

The sound was a little loud, and countless people looked over, and immediately seemed to think of something, and a group of people left suddenly.

"I, I don't know"

The person who was stopped was pale and shook his head frantically.

Fumo Temple was sacred, majestic, and inviolable in the hearts of everyone in the Xuanyu.

Because the monks of Fumo Temple have their responsibility to capture and suppress the devil who hurts the truth, but now, the Fumo Temple has fallen into the magic way. Not only did they release all the demon heads that were suppressed and not yet dead, but also they Turn from Buddha to demons, practice demonic power, and become a group of monks.

Although the demon monks of Fumo Temple did not do anything to hurt the world and reason, they recruited geniuses from all over the profound realm to fall into the magic way and practice magic.

Once selected by a person from Fumo Temple, the selected person will obediently become a monk and become a demon monk, unable to stop it, and extremely evil.

This matter has spread throughout the profound domain.

Therefore, the person who was stopped was very afraid of the demon monk in front of him.

"This donor, you know" the bald demon monk smiled slightly, and for an instant, his eyes exploded with extremely evil gazes. It was a magic light, a terrible magic will invade this person's mind. The person's eyes immediately became demented, and he said like a walking dead: "The strongest genius in the imperial city, the daughter of the emperor, Ling Yi, has cultivated 30 years old and has reached the perfect state of the soul."

"At the age of thirty, the original spiritual realm is consummated." The bald demon monk frowned, obviously a little disappointed, and immediately thought that he had come out this time, and he hadn't harvested yet, why not go to the palace.

"what..."

The bald demon monk suddenly seemed to sense something. He raised his head and looked into the distance. Only in the distance, a group of mighty figures arrived. As the group of people moved from far to near, there was a sudden pressure in the space.

A group of people descended over the palace in a mighty, fast speed.

"Who is here, don't you know if this is the palace, retreat quickly."

A group of palace guards rose into the sky, staring at a group of people who exuded fear.

The group of people here has an extraordinary aura. Standing in the front is an old man with a holy monarch, with a cold face. Next to the old man stands a young man who looks more than 20 years old but has a greasy face. .

Behind them, there are close to double-digit emperors, each with extraordinary auras, and they are all grown-up emperors.

"Bloodflame Dynasty"

The old man stared sharply at a group of guards, and said indifferently.

Immediately an invisible coercion spread, these guards who rose into the air, vomiting blood one after another, fell to the ground from the air.

At the same time, in the palace where Ling Yuanji was located, the group of people felt the atmosphere of the outside world, and their expressions could not help but change drastically: "No, the Blood Flame Dynasty is here."