Supreme Immortal Demon

Luo Chuan didn't know that Jiulong Jun had accomplished this feat unintentionally, or that Jiulong Jun had already mastered the way of time and space, and all this was deliberately arranged by him.

In all of Luo Chuan's memories of Jiulong Jun, Jiulong Jun had not been able to integrate the two ways of time and space.

That scene turned into an eternal scroll, firmly fixed in the depths of Luo Chuan's mind.

The five-fold space can hide reincarnation, and reincarnation maintains the stability of the five-fold space. Only by traveling through time and space, spanning the past, present and future, can one be fearless of the moral order of the world.

All the problems faced by Luo Chuan, whether it is the enlightenment of the five-fold space, or the fate punch to counter the Great North Pole Emperor, or his boxing to complete a breakthrough again, can be solved on the premise that he can complete this punch.

"Reincarnation is the past, I will follow the future. Between time and space, order is restored."

Luo Chuan's body shook, and his skin, flesh and bones made a creaking sound, an unprecedented state of mind rose up, and his demeanor gradually changed.

Luo Chuan, who appeared in the center of the Falling Star Abyss, opposite the Great North Pole Emperor, was a completely new Luo Chuan.

The Great North Pole Emperor's Fate punched out, but Luo Chuan did not make a move.

The Great North Pole Emperor's fist light had passed more than half, but Luo Chuan still did not make a move. His Qi and artistic conception were infinitely extended, and had already been brewing to the last moment.

Wow!

In the blink of an eye, a punch wrapped with Fate and Nine Heavens Fate flew across the long void, only a hundred steps away from Luo Chuan.

Only then did Luo Chuan raise his head.

"It's this punch!"

The mist on the surface of Luo Chuan's eyes shattered and dispersed, and two divine lights shot out from the bottom of his eyes, full of spirit and flying freely.

At his wrist, the fifth purple petal was overlapping rapidly at a speed that the naked eye could capture, becoming round and full. Full of luster.

When the Fate's punch was only ten feet away from him, Luo Chuan slightly turned sideways, and his robe sleeves fluttered. Raise your arm and make a move. Punch out.

A black and white shadow gully like a canyon appeared in Luo Chuan's fist wave.

Both light and darkness were swallowed up and absorbed. In a flash, new light and darkness were born, as well as a brand new rainbow light that spanned endless time.

Including the Great North Pole Emperor, everyone was shocked by the artistic conception displayed in Luo Chuan's fist.

The Great North Pole Emperor's Fate Fist took the path of luck and destiny, which was indeed mysterious and profound. But it was not as good as Luo Chuan's punch that overturned time and years and reversed the nine heavens of heaven and earth.

From reincarnation to space, from the past to the future, across the current moral order... A punch from the future... Such morality, how can ordinary cultivators bear it? Let alone facing the fist, just looking at it and listening to the sound of the fist wave, you will feel that your soul is moving, your blood is boiling, and your internal organs are upside down. Consciousness gradually drifts away, and your hands and feet begin to lose control.

Pah pah pah pah pah pah... Large numbers of cultivators were stunned in groups. Falling unconscious.

Among the millions of cultivators, only a few can withstand Luo Chuan's boxing realm!

Ninety-nine percent of the cultivators lost consciousness in shock and fear after just one look and fainted!

Millions of cultivators fell at the same time, like long grass swept by the autumn wind, so neat and without resistance, it was a rare and shocking picture, filling the vision of the powerful forces.

Many emperors vomited blood. Cross-legged meditation.

Even the emperors and powerful men used various methods to calm their minds. To prevent themselves from sinking into it.

Boom!

A series of divine light fist waves collided together!

Luo Chuan's fist wave turned into a sword against the sky, and he rushed forward with a punch against the destiny of the North Pole Emperor!

It was completely opposite to the oppression of the first punch.

This punch was Luo Chuan suppressing the North Pole Emperor. The divine light fist wave counterattacked, and in a blink of an eye, it had turned the disadvantage back!

Although the two were competing in boxing, they also needed to rely on their cultivation and power.

The North Pole Emperor's cultivation was far higher than Luo Chuan's, but he was counterattacked by Luo Chuan with one punch. This can only mean one thing, Luo Chuan's peak punch so far, which was formed by integrating several top-level moral principles, the power of the Holy Dao, and the Dao of skills, is not inferior to the North Pole Emperor's destiny punch in terms of morality! There is even a tendency to overwhelm the other!

Boom!

The boxing light waves and fists of the two finally stopped at a point in the middle of the two people, competing with each other, and no one could do anything to the other!

Puff!

Puff!

Puff!

...

Several emperors could not bear the impact of these two top boxing artistic conceptions and vomited blood!

The remaining emperors were pale and in a complicated mood.

On the surface, the two were evenly matched, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Great Emperor of the North Pole was stronger, but Luo Chuan was slightly better in boxing. If the Nine Dragons recovered to the same level as the Great Emperor of the North Pole, the outcome of this battle would be unpredictable.

At this moment, the space "gate" of the Starfall Abyss opened.

One after another, powerful figures with a deep and strong aura of extreme tranquility swept into the Starfall Abyss. Their strength level was the same as Luo Chuan and the Great Emperor of the North Pole, and their noble and unique robes showed their identities... Saint Court monks!

Luo Chuan and the Great Emperor of the North Pole were fighting at the most critical moment, but at this moment, the Saint Court monks appeared. They arrived so coincidentally that they could decide the success or failure of the Nine Dragons as long as they took action.

"Did you arrange all this?" Luo Chuan looked at the Great Emperor of the North Pole.

The Great Emperor of the North Pole did not speak, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"As long as we can kill the Nine Dragons... any means are not excessive!" shouted an emperor who had just vomited blood.

"Lord Jiulong? Hahaha... Is it that the 'Lord of Heaven's Mandate's human mind technique is too strong, or are you too stupid? However, no matter how stupid you are, you will naturally understand the truth after seven or eight years. Wait, the truth will be revealed soon, and soon... I, Luo Chuan, will come back. North Pole."

Looking at the ancient soul that was always calling him somewhere in the Starfall Abyss, Luo Chuan retracted his gaze, ignored the Saint Court monks who rushed to kill him, turned his wrist, and five layers of light and shadow flashed, and he had arrived at the entrance to the Southern Region of the Returning Heaven.

Although he was better than the Great Emperor of the North Pole in boxing, if a full-scale war really broke out, his cultivation was not as good as that of the North Pole, and his strength was still inferior.

The son of the Holy Way, the Lord of Heaven's Mandate, the spokesperson of the order of the new era. If the North Pole is not dead, even if the Saint Emperor and the Samsara Dao Seat meet, they cannot restart the reincarnation.

He and the Great Emperor of the North Pole will definitely have another battle, but not today.

Ten years later, when the domain battle that no one can stop begins, it will be the day he returns to the Star Abyss.

Whether it is the dragon spirit of the Xiantian lineage, the opening of the reincarnation throne, or the final battle with the North Pole Emperor, they will all be continued at that time.

"North Pole... there are still ten years, enjoy your last ten years of destiny."

Luo Chuan laughed loudly and stepped into the space channel.

Boom!

As soon as he stepped in, the space channel exploded under his feet, broke into pieces, and disappeared completely.

Luo Chuan's figure also disappeared, disappeared in the Xingyuan, disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Why... did you come so late?"

The North Pole Emperor turned around and looked coldly at the several holy guardians in the lead.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me, it's not that we are negligent, but we met Kunpeng and Youyou Tyrant on the way." The leading holy guardian said respectfully.

Seeing this scene, the emperors in the abyss changed their color.

They originally thought that the Great Emperor of the North Pole had surrendered to the Holy Court and was controlled by the Holy Court, but the respectful tone and attitude of the Holy Lords and Dharma Protectors in front of them made them all have a crazy and bold idea.

"This boy... must die." The Great Emperor of the North Pole looked in the direction where Luo Chuan disappeared, and said lightly: "From today on, all the monks of the Holy Court will go out to find Luo Chuan and his subordinates. Kill them if you see one, and there is no need to leave them alive."

"From today on, block the Emperor Realm, and no Holy Court can confer an Emperor again."

"This emperor is going to retreat. Before this emperor becomes a saint, don't look for me unless there is news about Luo Chuan."

The Great Emperor of the North Pole walked forward, he suddenly turned around, glanced at the stunned emperors and sub-emperors, his eyes were cold.

"This battle, this emperor and his boxing skills will surely become a classic battle, which will be passed down for hundreds of generations and thousands of regions."

"But since there is a battle, there will be winners and losers."

"Who will win this battle?"

The emperors were speechless. They had all been injured to varying degrees. Even if they were not injured, they were no match for the North Pole Emperor and a large number of Saint Court monks.

Looking at the North Pole Emperor, everyone seemed to see an existence that was more terrifying, terrible, and mysterious than the Nine Dragon Lord.

"Of course it's the emperor."

"The emperor is the master of destiny and the only overlord of boxing. How can Luo Chuan... the Nine Dragon Lord be the opponent of the emperor."

"The emperor defeated the Nine Dragon Lord with two punches, which will surely spread throughout the nine heavens and be admired by thousands of people."

The emperors lowered their heads and spoke one after another.

"Ten thousand people admire? This is not enough... If this emperor wants to become a saint, at least tens of millions of people are needed."

The North Pole Emperor smiled coldly, turned around, and floated away. (To be continued)