Supreme Immortal Demon

"Hahaha, Luo Chuan, who do you want to die first?"

King Shanbao laughed wildly at Luo Chuan, who was running towards him with an expressionless face and no loss of his agility.

"Of course it's you."

Luo Chuan said coldly. He rushed straight towards King Shanbao with a calm and calm look. He did not hesitate at all because of the attack of the Holy Court monks on Bai Yiqing and the other two girls.

On the contrary, Luo Chuan's decisiveness and ruthlessness made everyone present feel a little cold. He seemed to not care about the life and death of the three girls at all.

And the three girls of Bai Yiqing also behaved unusually calmly at this moment, as if they were not worried at all.

"Luo Chuan, you..."

King Shanbao's sneer became stiff, and there was disbelief and a hint of fear in his eyes. He once again misjudged Luo Chuan, and Luo Chuan was not disturbed at all... But, he didn't look like a ruthless and ungrateful person!

Swoosh!

Luo Chuan appeared in front of King Shanbao before the Holy Court monks.

He didn't give the confused King Shanbao a chance to think about it, and flew out with a palm!

King Shanbao had no choice but to grit his teeth and fight hard!

As soon as this palm was released, King Shanbao had an ominous premonition in his heart, and his whole heart seemed to fall suddenly, falling into the endless dark abyss.

Not good!

Years of vigilance made King Shanbao secretly think that it was bad, but his palm had already landed, and he couldn't take it back even if he wanted to.

Bang!

King Shanbao's palm, which contained a trace of holy power, collided with Luo Chuan's palm.

Golden light shot up to the sky, and immortals rang out!

The void was broken, and in the depths of the void, there was a faint roar of gods!

The shock brought by the impact of the two holy powers was beyond words.

"Ah ah..."

King Shanbao's expression was hideous and painful, and his whole body was twitching.

His body was hung upside down, like an old tree blown upside down by a strong wind, shaking and shaking in the air, shaky, but unable to break free.

After a moment of stalemate, his holy power He was sucked into Luo Chuan's palm, and the rest of his body was ruthlessly deprived and devoured, and finally turned into nothing.

"No..."

King Shanbao roared in pain, his voice full of despair.

The power of the Holy Way. It can only be implanted once. If it is deprived this time, he will never have the chance to regain control of the Holy Way. Without the power of the Holy Way, he will completely lose the qualification to control the quasi-saint magic weapon.

He went through untold hardships and betrayed his mentor. He did not hesitate to incite his fellow disciples to rebel, and he did not hesitate to bear the infamy and planned a great turmoil. He betrayed his original intention and surrendered to the Holy Court in exchange for the legendary power of the Holy Way and the quasi-saint magic weapon that transcended the way of heaven, and finally got it back today.

All the things in the past, cause and effect.

The decision to turn against each other thirty years ago, the inner torment of thirty years, and everything in exchange have become a mirage, like a dream. Never to be regained.

Luo Chuan glanced at King Shanbao coldly, turned his head, and looked coldly at the Holy Clan.

As early as when the three women, Empress Luosha, were attacked by the Saint Court monks, Emperor Luoxuan and the Saint Clan Patriarch were ready to rescue the three women.

But when they were about to give the order, a trace of hesitation flashed across their faces and eyes. After a moment of hesitation, they didn't know what they were worried about, and they didn't immediately rescue them.

Luo Chuan deprived King Shanbao of his power of the Holy Way with a palm, and now he looked back. His cold eyes swept over Emperor Luoxuan and the Saint Clan Patriarch, as if he was making some kind of judgment.

Emperor Luoxuan's body shook, and he felt a pain on his face after being scraped by an ice knife. A trace of regret suddenly arose in his heart.

"Very good. You Saint Clan no longer have the qualifications to negotiate with me. You are out."

Luo Chuan's cold voice sounded, echoing in the ears of the Saint Clan. The Saint Clan monks all looked ugly, and a sense of disappointment of losing and gaining spread from the bottom of their hearts.

"No... you... wait..." The Saint Clan Patriarch was so regretful that his intestines turned green, and he stomped his feet fiercely with remorse.

At this time. The Holy Court monks were still five steps away from the Empress Luosha and the other two.

Bang!

Half of the nearly 100 Holy Court monks were ejected, and the other half stopped.

It was not until this time that they discovered that although Bai Yiqing and the other two women had escaped the protection of Luo Chuan and the fatal copper coin, there was still an invisible and colorless strange power protecting them in secret.

Luo Chuan's power of the Holy Way had just been reborn, so it was not Luo Chuan's power of the Holy Way.

This power protecting the three women seemed to be cast from somewhere deep in the abyss, like a strangely long invisible cover, protecting the three women.

"What's going on?"

"What kind of power is this?"

"I don't know... It's not the power of the Holy Way, but it's not weak at all, like some kind of power from outside the sky..."

"What! How could the power from outside the sky exist in the Nine Heavens without being discovered! This person who disturbs the way is too terrifying!"

"No wonder the Holy Way ordered to get rid of him at all costs... But the Holy Lords and Dharma Protectors seem to have underestimated him!"

The monks of the Holy Court whispered, and their tone could not hide their shock and fear.

Subconsciously, they turned their heads to look at Luo Chuan, and only then did they realize that the left hand under Luo Chuan's left robe sleeve had been pinching something quickly.

Every time he made a handprint, a strange musical note would float out, some Taoist words, and some kind of spell.

The sound of the incantation was very light at first, but then it became louder and louder, like the sound of Buddhist horns, but sometimes it was like a dragon's roar, breaking the sound of nature. There were nine sounds in total, overlapping and reaching the ears. Even the Saint Court monks with extraordinary origins and the Saint Clan disciples with noble blood felt their scalps tingling and their whole bodies shuddering.

Snap!

King Shanbao fell to the ground, his head covered with gray hair and his handsome face full of wrinkles.

The power of the holy way is sucked away, damaging one's life and vitality. Not only does one's cultivation level fall, but one also ages instantly.

Hearing the sound of the spell coming from Luo Chuan's fingertips, King Shanbao's whole body shook violently. He looked at Luo Chuan in horror, horror and despair: "You, you, you... you are..."

In his thirties... he can match up in time.

The art of controlling treasure is so powerful... it even defeated myself.

At a young age, he was already a treacherous person who was ordered to be killed by the Holy Dao... and he also knew the Nine Dragons spell that opened the Nine Dragons Immortal Courtyard...

King Shanbao was trembling all over, from his Taoist heart to his eyelids. In his blurred vision, the handsome young man in white robes in front of him gradually became like the white-haired man who found himself from the bottom of the clouds and mud, taught Taoism and Kung Fu, and used It took a period of time to cultivate himself into a man who was proud of the top powerhouse in the Nine Heavens.

"Are you the one who led the disciples to rebel and instigated the two disciples to defect to the Nine Dragons Immortal Courtyard?" Luo Chuan lowered his head, looked at King Shanbao, and asked lightly.

thump!

King Shanbao knelt down on the ground, with tears streaming down his face. He kowtowed hard, opened his bow left and right, and slapped his face desperately.

"Master, have mercy! Master, have mercy! Master, please have mercy! Disciple is wrong! Disciple made a big mistake in a moment of confusion! Disciple will never dare to do it again! Master will bypass disciples in large numbers this time! Disciple..."

"Is that true?" Luo Chuan interrupted and asked.

"It's...it's me..."

King Shanbao stammered, swallowed his saliva, suddenly jumped up, ran back with all his strength, and shouted hysterically: "Help! Saint, help! My master is here! He appears again , Lord Jiulong is resurrected!”

Luo Chuan snorted coldly, still holding the Nine Dragons Curse in his left hand, and waved his right hand.

Wow!

More than five hundred magic weapons fell from the sky, like a thunderstorm, crackling and bombarding King Shanbao.

"Ah! Ah! No!"

"Master, spare my life! Master, don't kill me!"

"Disciple is wrong! It was the disciple who coveted Master's wife and had a ulterior motive in his heart! That's why he betrayed Master!"

"In the past thirty years, the disciples have been suffering day and night, and there has never been a better day! Not only the disciples! Lielong and Holy Infant are the same!"

"Disciple regrets... Disciple is really wrong... Disciple... Disciple never dares to do it again..."

King Shanbao shed tears and his voice became smaller and smaller.

More than five hundred magic weapons impacted, tortured, and crushed his already seriously injured body. His body was broken again and again, but it was quickly repaired due to the existence of the power of the holy way, such as piercing the heart at night and replenishing the heart day and night. After tens of thousands of tortures, the remaining aura of the power of the Holy Path finally dissipated.

King Shanbao was also destroyed by the treasures and his bones were broken, and he was pressed at the bottom. His blood and tears were mixed together and gradually solidified.

"wrong……"

"Disciples shouldn't..."

"Disciple is wrong..."

The ghostly sobs sounded from the bottom of the "mountain tower" made of more than 500 magic weapons, reaching everyone's ears, making people feel chilled in their hearts and pale in their faces.

Just when King Shanbao was being stuffed and buried.

boom!

The waves are raging under Luo Chuan's sleeves, nine lights soar into the sky, and the dragon's roar shakes the world!

As Luo Chuan personally used the magic weapon to kill King Shanbao, fulfilled his promise, and avenged the Lord of Nine Dragons, the Nine Dragons Curse seemed to be affected by something, and instantly passed through the previous peaceful period, and burst out, shaking the world!

At the bottom of the Starfall Abyss, a huge structure that had been buried for many years has finally been revealed again! (To be continued.)