Supreme Immortal Demon

Volume 1: Baiyujing of the Tang Dynasty Chapter 1549: The beginning of the decisive battle!

"Let's go, I haven't seen Uncle Luo for a long time." Zhou Buchen smiled faintly, picked up his sword, and followed Luo Chuan.

The peak of the third level of the heavens has not yet broken through to the sub-emperor. Even in the canyon, Zhou Buchen's cultivation level is not top-notch, but when the wooden sword on his shoulder is gently raised, the whole world seems to be gently picked by him. got up.

"Haha, I said I wanted Luo Hao to go on his own, but I still can't let go."

Zhou Buchen sneered, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the white pig and black dog at the edge of the forest, as well as the monk in the canyon with a mysterious mark on his name.

"They are... Polang Camp?" Zhou Buchen raised his eyebrows.

"Haoer grew up in the Cannon Fodder Camp. He is also a student of Yuan Xiao, the leader of the Eight Desolations Chapter. He is only unfamiliar with the Polang Camp. With his current Tianmen cultivation level, he still cannot discover my innate profound pattern." Luo Chuan Shaking his head: "Actually, I hope to give him a chance to truly exercise. But they would not allow it. They pretended not to notice that Luo Hao had escaped from the Origin, but secretly mobilized the power of the Wave Breaking Battalion to follow him. Protect Luo Hao.”

"Polangying camp has 108 troops, and if only one is mobilized, there will be nearly ten thousand people. Cave Heaven Paradise is indeed the number one treasure land for cultivating monks."

Zhou Buchen looked back and smiled playfully.

In the canyon, over 10,000 monks gathered to watch the qualifying match, talking and whispering to each other with different expressions. But Luo Hao floated down, and when he stood on the ring, among the over 10,000 onlookers, more than half of the nearly 10,000 monks suddenly became focused and nervous in their eyes. They scanned left and right with great vigilance. The defensive net, even the slightest disturbance or the slightest potential threat to Luo Hao, cannot escape the surveillance of the eyes of the French Open.

The nearly 10,000 cultivators from Polang Camp disguised as spectators and onlookers are all above the first level of the heavens!

This is just one of the 108 parts of Polangying! As the largest of the three battle groups under Luo Chuan, the Polang Battalion has one hundred and eight troops. Millions of monks are all average in strength and belong to the backbone.

"Ten years, plus the long river of time, cave heaven and blessed land, a million heavens are actually not that many. But even a million heavens are not as good as one ancestor." Luo Chuan said casually.

"The ancestors... we have to wait for this time. To achieve great things in the future, as long as you want to, it will not be a problem even if you create nearly three figures of ancestors." Zhou Buchen said calmly.

"Do you have so much confidence in me?" Luo Chuan said with a smile.

"Yeah, many years ago, I was waiting for that day. If reincarnation didn't start, where would I go to find her." Zhou Buchen looked up at the starry sky above his head, smiled, and followed Luo Chuan's footsteps.

On the mountain terrace, the old monk in charge of the competition in this area saw Luo Hao. His pupils shrank, and he calmly covered the mysterious mark under his wrist, and said calmly: "All nine people are here, then, let's begin."

Uh-huh!

The eight real winners looked at Luo Hao with different expressions.

"Senior, there are only eight people in our area participating in the final round. This kid sneaked in." Winner pointed at Luo Hao and said angrily.

"Eight people? What are you talking about? It's obviously nine people. What. Do you want to question your way? Or do you want to quit?" The old monk stared at the Winner. A look of indifference.

"I..." Winner looked at the old monk in disbelief, then turned his head and looked at the other seven young monks who had been promoted one by one.

I saw three of them looking absurd, weird, and incredible, while the other four looked normal, as if they should be like this.

Winner was stunned.

Also stunned was Luo Hao.

He looked at the elderly monk with a hint of goodwill deep in his eyes, and then looked around. Scanning the "onlookers" who suddenly became familiar in the canyon, he curled his lips.

"As expected, it's still like this. It was arranged in advance by you again... Fortunately, this time, you didn't take action before me."

Luo Hao stretched and turned around. Facing the winnowing guest, he smiled and said, "Shall we have fun?"

The endless ice sheet slopes, the low and vast misty sky, and on the top of the dark mountains in the easternmost part of the star abyss, a fairy palace rises between the sun and the moon.

Above the Immortal Palace are the stars.

There are several types of stars, including stars, dark stars, ancient stars, and new stars... Above these stars that belong exclusively to the star abyss, two groups of monks stand.

These two groups of monks are very similar in dress and temperament. They have black robes and white faces. They exude a sinister aura, as if they are detached from the world and wandering between the nine heavens and the three realms.

The hundreds of Youyou envoys on the left all flew out of Youyou Immortal Palace.

The leader is an old man wearing a black cloak and a night crown. His eyes are one yin and one yang, one water and one fire. There are vortexes rotating in the bottom of the eyes. With each rotation, all living beings outside the star abyss, all the laws change. , they all wander around in his eyes, with a panoramic view of the vast world.

There is only one among Youyou Messengers who can possess such magical power and cultivation, the Youyou Emperor Ancestor who is above all Youyou Messengers, Youyou Commanders and Youyou Emperors!

"You finally came... Well, you even forced me out. Yes, twice."

Emperor Youyou glanced back at the Youyou Immortal Palace that had just been attacked and was riddled with holes, as well as several injured Youyou commanders and emperors. Finally, his eyes fell on the group of Youyou envoys opposite who only had one-third of their number. The leader: "Shi Qi... this should not be your real name."

"For us, what difference does it make between real names and pseudonyms? The Nine Heavens Realm of Nuo Da is just a history book for Youyou monks. The vast world and all living beings are just text symbols in this history book... not to mention personal names." Luo Shi Qi smiled faintly, with a hint of sarcasm on the corners of his slightly raised lips.

"Listening to your tone, you seem to be a little dissatisfied." Emperor Youyou nodded slightly: "That's right, if you were not dissatisfied, you would not betray Youyou Immortal Palace. Not only you, but also the betrayers behind you who are rebelling with you You guys, what are you dissatisfied with? You are already the most transcendent beings in the world. In ancient times, you could easily gain unlimited lifespan and control the power of life and death. For powerful people, you are all god-like beings. What are you dissatisfied with?"

"But, don't you think that being a wandering messenger as you define it is too lonely for this era." Luo Shiqi said lightly.

"Lonely? Haha, you are already transcendent, superior to all things, and yet you still desire the feelings that lower beings can have, and commit suicide... So that's the case, no wonder you are against it." Emperor Youyou said coldly, Looking at Luo Shiqi, his eyes gradually became cold and contemptuous.

"I always thought that I could find the power I wanted here. However, I later discovered that this power was actually the source of my despair. Because the existence of Youyou's lineage constitutes the most important part of the order of this era. One ring, just now, reincarnation has been destroyed." Luo Shiqi raised his head and looked at Emperor Youyou: "Give me the Holy Emperor and restart reincarnation, otherwise, I won't let you go. I mind destroying Youyou’s lineage.”

Hearing the last words, the pale faces of the Youyou monks behind Luo Shiqi all showed excited expressions.

"Hahahaha... What did you say? Just you? You are the first one to dare to praise such a seaport." Emperor Youyou looked at Luo Shiqi, stepped on the stars, and walked towards him.

"Don't believe it, I have been preparing for more than ten years to deal with Youyou's lineage." Luo Shiqi said with a smile. Facing the Youyou Emperor and Ancestor who was striding towards him, he strode forward without giving in.

Boom!

The stars on the soles of their feet were torn apart.

Two huge life-threatening copper coins flew out from the broken stars and collided with each other.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged tens of thousands of moves!

The vast and majestic scrolls of immortal history were combined from the Qi of the two people. Words and symbols flew out of the immortal history, transforming into powerful men and women whose names had long since passed away. They each summoned each other to kill each other!

This battle is a battle between the two strongest Youyou messengers, but it is also a duel with thousands of troops.

The dead soul of a strong man was summoned. Under the deadly copper coin, his bones were reborn, and he instantly gained combat power. He formed two armies and charged together!

The army of dead souls gathered by the ancient powerful men was so powerful that the force of the impact alone shattered the ice field of a hundred thousand miles.

The local giant forces in Xingyuan, and the giant overlords of Jiutian who have already entered Xingyuan are not willing to be left alone, and they fly to Youyou Immortal Palace one after another.

(I have a cold, fever and am sleepy, so the next chapter will be late) (To be continued...)

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