Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family

Chapter 1143: 260: Burning Heart Flame! Is Lu Mingyue at home? Part 2

“Even if it means injuring my vitality today, I must kill you!”

Brother Teng saw this scene and made a gesture incantation with his hands, his entire aura soaring rapidly, accompanied by ghostly cries and howls that chilled the heart.

He naturally knew that Lu Quanzhen had some reliance, unafraid of the poisonous miasma of the Black Mist Swamp.

But he also understood that if Lu Quanzhen escaped again today, he would have no chance of killing him.

Upon returning, only his master’s punishment awaited.

Moreover, he had some fear and dread towards Lu Quanzhen.

The other party, in the early stage of Foundation Establishment years ago, had killed his master’s son.

For years, he had been hunted, yet not only did he survive, he even grew rapidly, with several Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivators dying at his hands.

Now, forced into the Black Mist Swamp by him, he still survived.

If he couldn’t kill him, once Lu Quanzhen broke through to the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, the danger would be on himself.
After all, this Qu Changtian, who for more than a decade, sought revenge for every slight, had wiped out several families that had hunted him before.

“Whoosh!”

Lu Quanzhen saw Brother Teng fighting desperately, shooting like a ghostly light, immediately taking out several talismans from his bosom, casting them as he continued to madly flee.

This path he had determined earlier, knowing there were no demon beast dangers along the way.

“This...”

“Should we pursue?”

The remaining few people saw this situation, their faces hesitant, wondering whether to continue the chase.

“Chase, if this Qu Changtian escapes, Ghost Demon True Master will blame us, and we cannot afford it.”

Immediately, someone flew in pursuit in the direction of the two.

Continuing the chase, they might die.

Not chasing, going back might be a fate worse than death!

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh

The others seeing this, also gritted their teeth and chased after Lu Quanzhen and Brother Teng.

“Boom!”

At this time Brother Teng used some kind of Blood Burning Technique, his speed astonishingly fast, closing in on Lu Quanzhen in the blink of an eye, striking with a palm, like a hundred ghosts parading at night, ten thousand ghosts wailing.

The giant ghostly sword overhead shone with great light, chopping down with immense force.

“Puff!”

Lu Quanzhen summoned a treasure bead, emitting radiant light, enveloping himself, but under the sword’s attack, his throat turned sweet as he spat blood.

He immediately used the force to fly horizontally, commanding the Six-Winged Golden Silkworm to swiftly attack Brother Teng.

“Clang!”

Brother Teng’s body, clad in green vine armor, shone with demonic light as the Six-Winged Golden Silkworm struck it, producing a crisp metallic sound.

The Six-Winged Golden Silkworm, not hitting its mark, turned into a golden light and disappeared.

“Let’s see where you escape to!?”

Brother Teng’s face was twisted and ferocious, continuing to chase Lu Quanzhen, ghastly ghost runes gradually emerging on his body.

Facing Brother Teng’s pursuit, Lu Quanzhen found it difficult to withstand, retreating step by step, his face gradually turning pale, his breath in disarray.

At this moment.

“Buzz, buzz, buzz f

Suddenly, black beams of light burst forth from the ground, emitting an eerie glow, enveloping Brother Teng.

“Formation!?”

Brother Teng’s face turned fierce, knowing Lu Quanzhen had laid a trap long ago, deliberately leading him here.

But with extraordinary insight, he could see this was merely a simple formation arranged by an array device, not a Great Formation.

“Break it for me!”

He slapped his storage bag, producing a Prohibition-Breaking Talisman, then making a gesture incantation, causing ghosts to wail, intending to tear the formation apart.

However, just at this moment.

“Boom, boom, boom!”

A series of earth-shaking explosions erupted.

“Damn it!”

Brother Teng’s face drastically changed, not expecting Lu Quanzhen had buried Thunder Pearls in the ground.

He hastily activated his green vine armor to the utmost, forming a huge wooden vine figure to enshroud him.

Under this attack, the wooden vine figure was instantly blasted to tatters.

Moments later, Brother Teng, disheveled and extremely wretched, howled at Lu Quanzhen like a fierce ghost: “I’ll have you dead!!!”

This vine armor was an ancestral treasure of his family, having helped him through numerous life and death crises.

But now it was nearly destroyed.

“He didn’t die from this?”

Lu Quanzhen’s expression was cold, somewhat surprised.

It should be known, each of these Yin Thunder Beads could blast a Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivator to death.

To think he buried seven and still didn’t kill the other.

“But at least I’ve broken your turtle shell!”

Seeing the vine armor broken on the other’s body, the black cloak flapped sharply, a fierce light in his eyes.

Facing this person was troublesome, due to being unable to break through this exotic treasure.

“Kill!”

Lu Quanzhen made a gesture incantation with both hands, a Kunpeng behind him roared and howled, leaping like a fish into the sea, soaring like an eagle in the sky, accompanied by demonic sounds, surging with rolling poison attacking Brother Teng.

“Die!”

Brother Teng’s terrifying face covered in ghost runes, palm like a strange ghost hand, attacked Lu Quanzhen, the giant ghostly sword continued to strike out with domineering force.

“Boom, boom, boom

The two attacks exploded with a reverberating roar, rippling in all directions, causing the poisonous miasma in the air to form a tornado hurricane.

Lu Quanzhen fell into a disadvantage instantaneously.

Yet the surging poison also engulfed Brother Teng, eroding his flesh, turning his face a purplish-black.

“Die for me!”

Brother Teng’s hair danced wildly, his Foundation Establishment Peak mana surged frantically, roaring hideously.

He knew, if he didn’t kill Lu Quanzhen today, he couldn’t leave the Black Mist Swamp.

“Boom!”

The ghostly sword coursed with demon runes, shattered the Kunpeng, the eerie ghost hand pierced straight through Lu Quanzhen’s chest.

Lu Quanzhen’s eyes lowered, gazing at the ghost hand in his chest, a look of disbelief on his face.

“Hahahaha

Brother Teng laughed heartily.

But the next moment, his laughter froze.

A golden light suddenly burst through his chest, spitting blood.

And Lu Quanzhen’s body gradually turned into an earthen, fabricated dummy.