Supreme Immortal Demon

Volume 1: Baiyujing of the Tang Dynasty Chapter 1057: Strange Power of the Mysterious God

The sound waves were like waves, mighty and mighty, filling the entire Jinluan Palace.

The eyes of the Taoist officials and monks in the palace were confused and sluggish, just like the demented old man on the Jinluan throne.

The aftermath of the sound attack of the Taoist Master Fatian alone made nearly a hundred great masters of the heavens lose their minds, and Luo Chuan, who was directly facing the Taoist Master Fatian, could imagine the pressure he was under.

Buzz!

The sound waves rang in Luo Chuan's ears, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed. The distance between him and Hua Tianchuan was getting farther and farther. A sea of ​​​​natural moats appeared in front of Luo Chuan, the waves rolled, and from time to time there were strange clouds and mists pouring out of the sea. On the clouds stood a group of ancient immortals with three heads and six arms, waving magic weapons in their hands, killing Luo Chuan.

"Kill!"

Luo Chuan's ears were filled with shouts, and the ancient immortals, like thousands of troops, actually flew into his sea of ​​​​mind, galloping and raging, crushing him.

Fatian Daojun used sound waves to depict the innate mysterious patterns. The sound attack was invisible and traceless. It disappeared as soon as it entered the ears, until the heart lake and sea of ​​​​mind of the person who was hit. It was a killer move that destroyed people invisibly.

If it were anyone, even a sub-emperor or emperor, facing the mysterious attack of Fatian Daojun, they would be unable to defend themselves and let the mysterious attack penetrate into the sea of ​​​​mind and destroy the mind and thoughts.

The real terrifying thing about Tianmen cultivators is that even a strong emperor would not dare to easily provoke a Tianmen cultivator with a successful Taoism.

But what Fatian Daojun never expected was that Luo Chuan was also a Tianmen cultivator, and he was a rare anomaly among Tianmen cultivators in a million years.

Not to mention that the three Daos were cultivated at the same time, it was enough to conceal Luo Chuan's identity as a Tianmen cultivator in front of anyone.

The most special thing about Luo Chuan, a Tianmen cultivator, is that he only has one resource to cultivate Tianmen Xuanshen, that is, the origin of the void. Apart from this, no other resources can be used to cultivate Tianmen. This directly led to Luo Chuan's mysterious power being different from any other Tianmen cultivator.

In the past, Luo Chuan had carved the innate mysterious pattern countless times and exerted the mysterious power, but he had never noticed the specialness of his own mysterious power. It was not until he faced a truly mature Tianmen cultivator outside the Tiannan region that Luo Chuan discovered it. Tianmen cultivators of the same level, including those below him, would be corroded and melted by Luo Chuan's mysterious power if they used the mysterious power on him.

Luo Chuan's sea of ​​thoughts suddenly sank downward, and the thousands of immortals who were galloping on Luo Chuan's sea of ​​thoughts fell into the abyss of the sea, and were swallowed and corroded by Luo Chuan's mysterious power in the blink of an eye.

"Black..."

Luo Chuan focused his attention on the sea of ​​thoughts. When the two mysterious powers collided, Luo Chuan's own mysterious power was reflected by the other party. It was as black as thick ink, which looked very strange.

The moment the two mysterious powers touched, Luo Chuan clearly sensed it. This Fatian Daojun is also a Tianmen cultivator in the realm of the heavens, and he also went back to comprehend the six innate profound patterns.

"Swallow... get memories?"

Luo Chuan was secretly surprised. After swallowing Fatian Daojun's profound power in his mind, he had an extra memory about Fatian Daojun's Tianmen in his mind. The memory was about the six innate profound patterns that Fatian Daojun comprehended and the Tianmen secrets that he mastered.

"Could it be that the winner among the Tianmen cultivators can master the opponent's secrets and techniques? Or... is it just my Tianmen Xuanshen that has this ability?"

Luo Chuan was curious. He had always been exploring the way of Tianmen on his own, and he could not make accurate judgments when encountering strange situations.

In the Golden Palace, the middle-aged man stared at Luo Chuan, who was close at hand but had closed his eyes, as if in a trance, with a slight smile on his lips.

Another genius who was once invincible wanted to challenge the majesty of the Tianmen cultivators. The final result was still the same as all the geniuses before, bringing humiliation upon himself!

"This Luo Chuan is not one of those people who does not live up to his reputation. If I can recruit him and make him a follower of my sect, I may be able to add another emperor in the future."

The Taoist Master Fatian looked at Luo Fu in the distance, his eyes glowing, and continued to think in his heart: "This woman is not only beautiful, but also has a rare Yin-Yang Demon Lord body, and she is still a virgin. If I practice dual cultivation with her, maybe I can get two or three hundred years of extra life... Wonderful! Wonderful!"

In the Golden Palace, sound waves surrounded everyone, and everyone was lost on the spot, living a life of drunkenness and dreams, except for the Taoist Master Fatian, who stood with his hands behind his back, thinking about the benefits brought by this move today, and couldn't help but smile.

At this moment, the Taoist Master Fatian's body shook violently, as if he was drunk, and two blushes appeared on his cheeks, and then the blushes disappeared, his face turned pale, and his eyes quickly dimmed.

Not far in front of him, Luo Chuan opened his eyes, looked at the shocked Taoist Master Fatian with a playful look, and continued to rush towards Hua Tianchuan

The moment their eyes met, Fatian Daojun only felt that Luo Chuan's eyes were dark and deep, like an endless void. Once trapped, it would be difficult to pull out.

"As a Tianmen cultivator, is this all you have?"

Luo Chuan looked at Fatian Daojun and sneered, his left hand already pressing on Hua Tianchuan's neck.

Fatian Daojun's mysterious secret skills were broken, and a breeze blew from the square, brushing the carved beams and painted walls, passing over the eyebrows of every cultivator present. In the Golden Palace, the cultivators who looked like clay sculptures and wooden sculptures finally regained consciousness and actions. After a brief trance, everyone saw the prince of the Great Freedom Kingdom who was lifted up by Luo Chuan, and Fatian Daojun, who was pale and ugly not far from Luo Chuan.

"How could this happen..."

Huayin Fairy opened her mouth and looked at Luo Chuan in disbelief.

Although she had cut off contact with the royal family of the King of Freedom for various reasons, she had always been proud of her origins. The Great Freedom Country is hidden in a corner of the chaotic sea. It looks ordinary, but in fact there are many powerful people, and they are concentrated in the court. But she never expected that the Da Zi Zai Guo Chaotang, with so many masters, could not stop a first-level monk from the heavens. Even the Tianmen monks could not stop the master of the cannon fodder camp.

Hua Tianfeng, Hua Tianyun, Xue Fei... the Taoist officials above and below the Jinluan Palace also had the same look. Although the Great Freedom Kingdom is not as good as the Canghai Academy and the Demonic Taoism Palace in the Chaotic Sea Abyss, it actually has a rich foundation. As a Tianmen The descendants and former followers of the king, they always retain a touch of pride in their bones.

But now, this outsider who captured the prince shattered their pride.

"Let me go! Let me go! Queen Mother! Master! Save Chuan'er..."

The prince of the Kingdom of Freedom cried and screamed hard under Luo Chuan's hands.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, what are you going to do... Since you know the identity of my father, then you should know how many followers my father had in the past? It is not a wise thing for you to offend our country like this." Hua Tian Feng took a step forward, glanced at Hua Tianchuan who was crying, frowned and said: "Fellow Daoist Luo, why don't we each take a step back..."

Before Hua Tianfeng could finish speaking, he was interrupted mercilessly by Hua Tianyun.

"Everyone take a step back? Brother, are you crazy? This person treats our country like this, how can our country lose its face? Luo Chuan, do you really think that the background of our country is as simple as what you see? ? The real strong ones among my father’s former followers have not shown up yet. You know, let go of my younger brother, or you will regret it.”

After Hua Tianyun finished speaking, the demonic monks behind him all started making noises, threatening Luo Chuan. Even the Taoist officials behind Hua Tianfeng joined the scolding war without showing any signs of weakness.

"Luo Chuan, you are really bold." Daojun Fatian has recovered his strength at this time. Although he was a little strange about his failure, it was quickly replaced by shame and anger: "I was planning to let you do great things for me before. Serve your own country and atone for your sins. Now it seems that your sins are absolutely unavoidable. Let the prince go!"

Daojun Fatian gave the last word, probably again, and just as he was about to raise his hand to carve the innate profound pattern, he saw Luo Chuan turning to look at him and letting out a burst of laughter.

Boom!

The second level of sound attack technique, the sound is like the Milky Way!

Luo Chuan's laughter was like a white wave in the air, rushing towards Daojun Fatian and defeating Daojun Fatian's voice.

Fa Tian Daojun's innate profound patterns were halfway carved, but there was no sound as a carrier. His arms trembled, and the innate profound patterns dispersed in the air, and his face became increasingly ugly.

Seeing that Luo Chuan's sound attack technique was about to overwhelm Taoist Fa Tian, ​​the sound of breaking wind came from not far away.

In the blink of an eye, four figures with profound auras appeared in front, back and left of Daojun Fatian.

Four monks with different looks, four powerful sub-emperors whose auras surpassed the Jinluan Palace, each stretched out a hand and crushed Luo Chuan's sound attack technique on the spot.

"gentlemen."

The first powerful person of the rank of Emperor bowed deeply to Fatian Daojun.

"Finally, you guys are here. Thank you for your hard work." A smile appeared on Daojun Fatian's face. Just as he was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed.

The princes and courtiers of the Great Freedom State also changed their expressions, and Concubine Xue even turned pale and screamed.

Snapped!

Luo Chuan grabbed the jade-edged wooden stick he picked up from the throne not far away and whipped it towards Hua Tianchuan's buttocks.

"This first blow is to punish you for being arrogant and domineering and hurting others at will."

"This second blow is to punish you for insulting my dearest relatives."

"This third time...you dare to ask for my hand, your thoughts are really vicious."

Luo Chuan would naturally not kill a child like Hua Tianchuan. Three heavy blows could be considered a small punishment. But Luo Chuan's real purpose does not lie in this.

Whoosh!

A drop of blood bounced off Hua Tianchuan's butt, flew silently into Luo Chuan's sleeve, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"You are lucky to have met me. If it had been anyone else, you would have been beaten to death."

Luo Chuan looked at the boy lying on the ground and said calmly.

Hua Tianchuan shuddered, gritted his teeth, and said nothing, but there was deep hatred in his tearful eyes.

Why couldn't Luo Chuan see that Hua Tianchuan hated him to the extreme? His nature was too bad. Luo Chuan only warned him once and didn't bother to argue with him anymore. In the past, Luo Chuan might have eradicated the problem, or at least secretly destroyed the foundation of Hua Tianchuan's Tianmen. But after breaking through to the Heaven Realm, Luo Chuan's state of mind changed again, and he seldom worried about the future.

Destiny has its own cause and effect. If you always worry about the future, you will delay the cause and effect of the present. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!

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