Supreme Immortal Demon

"What are you doing..."

The bull-headed commoner looked dazed, and when he looked up, Luo Chuan had already appeared at the far end of the mountain road.

Another knife, without any tricks, the knife light fell, Luo Chuan raised his hand and cut the two stunned black-robed demon cultivators in half.

Blood flowed into the blood trough along the ink-colored blade.

The ancient long knife was shining with blood, rising into the sky, and for a moment it even covered the morning light.

The sound of the knife resounded through the Hongshan Swamp, as if venting something.

It was not until then that the demon cultivators on the mountain came to their senses.

"Who is it!"

"No, someone broke in!"

The demon cultivators flew over with swords and surrounded Luo Chuan.

Although they all had the cultivation of the Void Dan period, they were forced into power by the evil demon master, and their realm was unstable. Although Luo Chuan had just broken through, the Dan light was not yet strong, but he had the foundation of the Nine Deaths and One Life Gong, and with the two fellow practitioners, as soon as he broke through, his power had reached the level of the top masters of the Void Dan period.

The cold autumn wind blew up his black hair. Luo Chuan dragged his sword and turned into a fire shadow, shuttling between the layers of Danguang. The long sword in his hand drew strange arcs. Every time the sword fell, no one was left alive, and the flesh and the virtual Dan were slashed together.

In just seven steps, twelve demon cultivators died under Luo Chuan's sword.

Blood flowed along the stone steps, and the mountain road became a bloody road.

Every time Luo Chuan changed into Zhou Zhihao's mask, he felt unbridled. With the Tianri long sword in hand, this feeling was even clearer.

A figure passed by in front of him, also holding a bloody long sword, and the aura was higher than that of other demon cultivators: "Bold! How dare you mess with my demon path!"

"Demon? Are you worthy of being called a demon?"

Luo Chuan laughed up to the sky, and his cold eyes were full of sarcasm: "Just a low-level outsider."

Almost at the same time, the two drew their swords.

The demon cultivator used one hand to control the Danguang with the sword, and the other hand made a seal and pressed the handle of the sword. Suddenly, his figure changed, and he turned into a demon head. The demon head's figure, which was a hundred feet tall, stood in the middle of the mountain road, raised a long sword, wrapped in the power of heaven and earth, and slashed towards Luo Chuan fiercely.

Luo Chuan did not avoid or give way, holding the handle of the sword with both hands, and still slashed straight.

It seemed to be an ordinary sword, but it carried endless sword intent, rolled up a hundred-foot-long air wave, and slashed down with a bang.

Wonderful magic sword. Destroy the city!

The figure was chopped into two halves, and the blade overflowed with blood, strangling the demon cultivator and the virtual pill together.

At the foot of Hongshan, black figures jumped out of the forest, roaring, and pounced on Luo Chuan.

The people of Liudu, who had become monsters, looked at the mountain road blankly, their eyes numb.

But as Luo Chuan's sword intent slashed down, their originally dull and empty eyes gradually became more conscious. Blood flowed like a river along the mountain path. The seemingly tiny figure climbed higher and higher, but something seemed to be burning in their eyes.

"He is fighting for our lives!"

The ox-headed people who followed Luo Chuan shouted tremblingly.

Along the way, he had been crawling on his hands and feet, curled up in humility. He had not straightened his chest for many years, and when he stood up again, his back was still hunched.

"He is right... There is hope only if you survive."

"I will see Cui Niang and Xiao Bao soon."

The ox-headed people whispered softly, looking at the black-robed monks flying up from his side, his eyes filled with hatred, and suddenly roared, leaped up, and hugged the legs of a black-robed monk.

"I miss my father. It's been three years. I wonder if his back injury has healed."

"My mother, too. She has rheumatism and gets sick every autumn and winter. Winter is coming again, but I can't be filial to her."

"My kid should go to college... I wonder if he still remembers what his father looks like."

"I want to go home..."

"Go home!"

"We want to go home!"

"Fight!"

"Fight with them!"

More and more people in Liudu rushed out of the mountains and forests, with anger in their eyes. They were planted with demons by the other ways and turned into monsters, but they were also extremely powerful and ran like lightning. For a while, they actually blocked dozens of demon cultivators.

"Rebellion! All rebelled!"

The demon cultivator whose legs were hugged by the bull-headed people looked at the Liudu people who were rushing in like a tide in shock, and gradually showed a trace of panic.

He lowered his head and glared at the bull-headed people fiercely: "Beast! Do you want to die? Don't let go!"

The bull-headed people gritted their teeth and hugged the demon cultivator's legs tightly, but there was hope in their eyes.

Cui Niang... Xiao Bao... Daddy will be back soon.

The demon cultivator hesitated for a moment, and a ray of light overflowed from his palm.

"Ugly beast! Die!"

The ray of light shot through the chest of the bull-headed commoner.

Cui Er, Xiao Bao...

The figures of his wife and children appeared in his mind. The bull-headed commoner had a frozen smile on his lips, his pupils were dilated, and fell into the dust.

On the mountain road, Luo Chuan looked back.

Turning his head again, there was no human spirit in his eyes. The Tianri Longdao seemed to sense his intentions, and it made a long and overwhelming sound, and the blood-colored knife light swept across the five demon cultivators in front of the mountain road.

Boom!

Hongshan was split from the middle of the mountain to the top, and a deep gully was opened at the bottom, and the bodies of the five demon cultivators were buried in it.

When the knife fell, the demon cultivators around who were originally preparing to move forward were all dumbfounded and hesitated.

But Luo Chuan did not let them go.

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Slaughtering people all the way, corpses were everywhere, and the mountain road was stained with blood. Luo Chuan's magic sword became more mature from being immature, fierce and domineering, blood was flying into the sky, and no one was left alive under the sword. Less than 30% of the remaining magic cultivators no longer dared to step forward, hiding far away, with fear on their faces.

Luo Chuan let out a long roar, dragged the sword up, and flew into the cave at the top like lightning.

"Not good! He's running towards the Tianshui God Cover!"

"Stop him!"

"Don't let him enter the cave!"

The faces of the magic cultivators changed drastically, hesitated for a moment, and flew away with their heads held high, but it was too late.

In the cave, Luo Chuan saw a jade-like cover, with water shadows constantly flowing down from the top of the cover, halo flowing, and fragrance filling the cave.

Luo Chuan stepped forward, but was bounced back. A circle of blood-colored lines appeared in the air, as if a copper wall blocked Luo Chuan's steps.

"Magic formation?"

There was a sound of breaking wind in his ears, and Luo Chuan took out something from the storage ring and threw it to the ground.

The black stone statue fell to the ground and grew larger. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a humanoid monster with a dragon head and a tortoise shell, more than ten feet tall, with angry eyes and solemnity.

The dragon turtle sealed the demon, with the power of the true elixir realm, only good at defense but not attack.

The demon seal from the Hejun Cave finally found its place.

The demon cultivators launched elixir rays, but they were easily blocked by the dragon turtle. The flying swords shot and bounced back, turning into scrap iron.

Pulling out the long sword, Luo Chuan chopped at the magic circle.

Buzz!

The magic circle did not move at all.

Luo Chuan had no expression on his face and chopped down again.

Two swords!

Three swords!

Four swords!

Five swords!

…

After ninety-nine swords, the magic circle finally began to shake, and a crack appeared on the wall.

"Stop!"

"Do you know what you are doing!"

"Wait until the ancestor comes back! We will all be finished! Even you can't escape!"

Luo Chuan ignored it, holding the long sword tightly with both hands, staring at the magic circle.

A mighty breath rose from his hands that were tightly holding the hilt of the knife.

The magic knife, the momentum, and the way of skills merged again at this moment and poured into the blade.

"Break it for me!"

Tianri's long sword chopped down, dust was stirred up, and the magic circle shattered from it with a click, and turned into powder in an instant.

Under the panic eyes of the demon cultivators, Luo Chuan strode forward.

Tianshui God Cover is located on a piece of bluestone. In Tianshui God Cover, there is a small capital made of mud. Next to the capital, the river flows.

"Don't!"

"Stop!"

Luo Chuan stretched out his hand to grab Tianshui God Cover and lifted it with all his strength.

Swoosh!

Tianshui God Cover was unveiled, and the black-robed demon cultivators closed their eyes in despair.

Before Luo Chuan could observe Tianshui God Cover carefully, there was a mountain-shaking earthquake, and a huge force rose from the bottom of Hongshan Swamp and flew straight to Liudu more than a hundred miles away.

Luo Chuan turned around and looked far away, and saw that the water cover covering Liudu was slowly receding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Success.

Luo Chuan lowered his head and carefully looked at the Tianshui God Cover. Unlike the magic weapon he imagined, this Tianshui God Cover was shining and fragrant. It was clearly from the immortal family. I don’t know where the evil magic master got it from.

The principle of its use is also very simple.

If you want to cover a place, first set up the array eye not far away, then build a sand table model of that place, and then cover the sand table model. Its difficulty lies in building an accurate model of a place.

Luo Chuan was thinking, and a scream came from an inconspicuous black circle behind the bluestone.

"How dare you! How dare you ruin this magic master's good deeds!"

Teleportation array?

Feeling the powerful breath approaching rapidly, Luo Chuan's face was slightly solemn.