Supreme Immortal Demon

"Do it!" said the monk surnamed Chen in a low voice.

The destruction of the Taoist Temple No. 37 was enough to show Luo Chuan's strength. These supervisory monks had seen countless people and were experienced, so they naturally chose to besiege.

In a moment, more than forty flying swords released Danmang Dansha, shining brightly, shooting at Luo Chuan from all directions, blocking every corner.

The monk surnamed Chen raised his lips slightly, looking at Luo Chuan as if he were a dead man.

The old man surnamed Huang standing on the steps of the Taoist Temple breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had caused a great disaster, the law did not punish the masses. After killing the terrible young monk, he would naturally be able to make up all kinds of reasons and put all the blame on Luo Chuan in order to reduce his sentence.

Closing his eyes, Luo Chuan's mind rose to the Heavenly Gate.

On the flying long grass, forty-nine flying swords, as well as the Danmang and Dansha that were dozens of feet long, were like an eternal and immortal painting, clearly reflected in Luo Chuan's eyes.

In a short moment, the trajectory angle of each flying sword, the ferocity of Danmang and Dansha, were all accurately recorded by Luo Chuan.

In this killing array that is almost certain to kill, there are blind spots. There are at least five flaws in the east, south, west, north, up and down.

Luo Chuan opened his eyes, and time seemed to have not passed. Everything remained the same as the moment before.

With a shake of his body, Luo Chuan disappeared in the flying sword killing array with a whoosh.

When he appeared again, he was in front of the nearest supervisory monk. The monk in the Condensation Dan stage had not yet reacted, and did not even see Luo Chuan's figure. His chest was sunken and he fell limply.

To deal with nearly fifty Huangting monks whose skills were not inferior to his own, Luo Chuan's best choice was to rely on his strong body and secret body skills to fight and attack, and defeat them one by one.

In a few moments, nine supervisory monks in the True Dan realm were knocked out. Some fell to the ground, some were seriously injured and barely breathing. Their bodies were all broken, their arms and legs were broken, and their flesh and blood were blurred. But they could not even see the figure of the person who attacked them.

The face of the monk surnamed Chen changed drastically. He quickly took out a talisman paper from his arms and chanted: "Mingyang Chaoyang! Daoling Kaiyuan! Du!"

The talisman with a strong aura flew into the air, burning in an instant, spinning, and turned into a purple fire sun. Under the reflection of the purple halo, Luo Chuan's figure gradually appeared and was reflected as a purple shadow.

Although they could see Luo Chuan, the monitoring monks were not relieved, but became more and more depressed.

Under the dense siege of flying swords, the purple shadow seemed to have eyes in front, behind, left and right, and could always avoid Danmang and Dansha at the critical moment, and wandered freely in the killing array. His body movements were as tricky as swimming fish, which made people terrified.

What was even more frightening was that every time he threw a punch, it was like a wild horse, unpredictable, but just right, and his punches never missed.

In a moment, he appeared in front of the two monks in the west.

The two monks had clearly seen Luo Chuan. The one on the left pinched the seal with his hand, performed the method, and gathered the Danmang in front of him into a ten-foot round shield. The monk on the right had a telepathic connection. He shouted in a low voice, shot out a Danmang with his right hand, pinched the seal with his left hand, recalled the flying sword, and the flying sword turned into thousands of residual images, covering the sky and shooting behind Luo Chuan.

If it were someone else, this would almost be a deadly killing situation.

But Luo Chuan's body movement suddenly stopped, and the whole person seemed to be nailed firmly to the wasteland like a nail.

The faces of the supervisory monks in the distance changed slightly. They looked from a distance, and the figure was clearly in the killing situation, but it seemed to have disappeared. Two strange and contradictory feelings impacted their minds, making them feel suffocated.

The two supervisory monks who besieged Luo Chuan were even more flustered and upset, and they wanted to vomit blood. In their eyes, Luo Chuan had no flaws around him. Although a killing situation had been formed, they had no way to start.

In an instant, Luo Chuan's demeanor changed, and there were flaws all over his body.

Between tightening and loosening, the two supervisory monks' bodies shook violently, a sickly blush appeared on their faces, their steps were weak, and their arms trembled.

From Hongshan Swamp directly to Tianqijing Transmission Academy, Luo Chuan went through battle after battle, and his enlightenment and breakthroughs, and his skills were also improved. That day in the main hall of Kongxu, Gu Yuefeng's miraculous body movements had been understood by Luo Chuan by 70% to 80%.

He flicked his palm back in his sleeve, and in the eyes of the onlookers, the air behind Luo Chuan seemed to have turned into a white cloth, which was gently lifted by him, wrapping up the dense sword shadows behind him.

Puff!

The flying sword that was wrapped in the power of heaven and earth suddenly changed its trajectory when it was three steps away from Luo Chuan, flew out obliquely, and inserted into the grass.

In an instant, Luo Chuan appeared in front of the two monks, and released Danmang with his right hand to block the Danmang of the monk on the right. His left hand seemed to extend infinitely, hitting the Danmang round shield of the monk on the left.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...

In the blink of an eye, Luo Chuan threw a hundred punches, and each punch hit the center of the round shield with great precision, without a single centimeter of error.

Snap!

The round shield broke into pieces, turned into rays of light, and flew away.

The two supervisory monks were terrified and turned to escape, but they were grabbed by the neck by two hands, pulled up suddenly, and thrown out heavily.

Plop!

In the distance, two large pits were smashed open, and the two supervisory monks were inserted into the pits like onions, and their life and death were unknown.

The supervisory monks behind him felt their scalps tingling, and for a moment, no one dared to step forward.

The young monks waiting for the investigation in the No. 37 Taoist Temple could no longer hold back and ran out. They saw a dozen supervisory monks lying in the long grass outside the Taoist Temple. The other thirty-odd supervisory monks were silent and blank, watching the local tyrant break through the encirclement and ride away.

Before the monks could sigh, the linen robe suddenly stopped.

The weeds were desolate, fluttering in the wind, and the long countryside outside the Taoist courtyard was silent.

Applause floated from a distance, and a line of figures appeared at the end of the long grass.

"Good skill, really good skill."

"Destroy the teleportation circle, fight out of the teleportation Taoist courtyard, and treat me, the Taoist Law of Daxia, as nothing."

"Do you know that the last person who did this like you was imprisoned in the Sea Demon Dungeon, and his heart was eaten by the Sea Demon day and night, and his life was worse than death."

Zhou Buchen!

Luo Chuan's pupils shrank and he looked up.

The group of ten or so people were all young, wearing rich robes and jade necklaces hanging from their waists. Behind them were dozens of strong servants who were more than two feet tall, and a dozen horses that were different from ordinary horses. Those horses were majestic, looking around with majestic eyes, and they all had the aura of the True Alchemy Realm. The green dragon scales surrounding the hooves are actually a dragon horse that was hybridized with a dragon.

This group of people looked casual and full of interest, just like young gentlemen on an excursion.

But Luo Chuan could feel that this group of people all had superb cultivation levels, ranging from the foundation-building perfection stage to the elixir-condensing stage. The leader, a man and a woman, has solid aura and powerful aura, which is obviously higher than the surrounding companions. They also surpass the two supervisory monks Huang and Chen, and have reached the peak of elixir condensation.

"What's your relationship with Gu Yuefeng?" A deep and deep voice sounded from the crowd.

The speaker was an old man with black hair. He was wearing green clothes and carrying a bronze sword. He was standing in the team of healthy servants. But it was him just now, locking Luo Chuan with a terrifying aura, making Luo Chuan dare not move rashly.

Even if this person's cultivation level is not at the Transformation Infant Realm, he must still be at the fourth level of True Pill. Luo Chuan thought.

"My, my lord, this little thief's name is Luo Chuan, and he calls himself a disciple of the Kongshan Mountain Realm." The monk surnamed Huang shouted tremblingly.

The leading young man glanced at the monk named Huang coldly, with disgust in his eyes, and then stared at Luo Chuan: "Luo Chuan? I seem to have heard of this young master somewhere."

"Brother Chen has forgotten that a genius appeared a few years ago, and there was a lot of rumors about it. I think it is this person." The girl who was leading the pill condensation stage played with a jade bead in her palm and whispered.

"I remembered." The young man surnamed Chen smiled playfully, looked at Luo Chuan and said, "They say you are useless. It seems that the rumors are untrue. According to your strength, you are enough to be ranked at the bottom of the Green Immortal Ranking."

"Brother Chen, this person has good insight and is especially suitable for chaos. He was born in the empty mountain world, and may have received guidance from Gu Yuefeng." The girl was wearing a crane feather robe, with a slender and plump figure, fair skin, and delicate appearance. She is pretty and charming, with big watery eyes twinkling. There is a hint of charm in her innocence, which makes people feel affectionate: "There is still a servant in Xin'er's house, and Xin'er has taken a liking to him. So she sent him Give it to Xin'er."

"Oh? But he just destroyed the teleportation circle and went on a killing spree. According to the law, he should die. Sister Xin'er is really making things difficult for me." The corners of the young man's mouth raised slightly. As he spoke, he put one hand around Xin'er. The child's waist is flowing downstream.

"Huh." The girl pouted and pushed the young man away: "Ignore you. From today until our wedding, I don't want to see you again!"

"Chen Luo, the beauty has a request, just agree to it."

"Xin'er is a famous beauty in Tianqi Capital. If you don't satisfy her, don't regret it if someone else takes her away from you."

"Isn't it just destroying a teleportation circle? What a big deal."

The young masters behind him laughed loudly, their tone was light, and they did not take Luo Chuan's behavior seriously at all. Their words revealed their profound background in the Great Xia Dynasty.

"Okay, okay, okay. I promise you." Chen Luo smiled slightly, took the girl into his arms, slid one hand along the robe under the girl's waist, and kneaded the two plump breasts.

The girl's delicate body trembled, her beautiful eyes showed a look of satisfaction, she no longer resisted, and let Chen Luo enjoy it to her heart's content.