Supreme Immortal Demon

Ten young men from the Tang Dynasty felt like they were struck by thunder, their whole bodies were shaking violently, their eyes, nose, ears and throats were bleeding, and they had to kneel down. Their highest level of cultivation is only the third level of foundation building. How can they withstand the murderous intention of the second level of true elixir.

Luo Chuan raised his hand, and invisible energy flowed out, like a tide rushing towards the monk.

The monk with the leopard head and ring eyes was already prepared, sneered and made seals with his hands. But in an instant, the invisible energy dissipated. When he looked again, he saw Luo Chuan clearly standing at the door of Daozunyuan, but he felt that his whole person had completely disappeared.

The wonderful movement and artistic conception made the monk lose his mind. An instant later, the energy appeared again, but came from behind him, knocking him ten steps away, hitting the wall of the school building with a plop, and slowly slid down.

From beginning to end, Luo Chuan only moved his arm.

The traveling monks who were originally watching with eager eyes couldn't help but hesitate when they saw this. That monk with a leopard head and ringed eyes was strong enough to be among the top ten monks in the True Alchemy Realm of Guandao Temple, but he couldn't even catch a single move from Luo Chuan.

At this moment, a burst of laughter sounded.

"There is no need to embarrass them. They are from the Tang Dynasty, and they are from the same country as Master Luo. It is reasonable to support Master Luo. It is also reasonable for Master Luo to go to Daozunyuan alone to save his friends. As for me, I have been awarded the Daozunyuan. The grace of Dao saved me from the hardship of living in the open air, so now it is only natural that I can help Dao Zunyuan.”

A familiar figure floats down the bluestone path.

It was a young Taoist priest wearing monk's robes. He wears Taoist monk robes, has a long beard and short hair, has a thin figure, has strange bones, has a face like a crown of jade, and his eyes are very clear and seem to have no impurities at all.

We haven't seen each other for many days. It was that day when Luo Chuan visited the Taoist Courtyard at night. The master of the Qingxian Ranking who was defeated as "Zhou Zhihao", the monk of Kongsi who was ranked ninth on the Qingxian Ranking!

Compared with that night, the eyes of Monk Kongsi, who had seen through the world and understood the world, were clearer and cleaner, and his artistic conception of being half a Taoist and half a monk was purer.

Obviously, after the defeat that night, the monks in the empty temple stood up again, and their cultivation strength improved again.

"Either fight or give in, stop talking nonsense."

Luo Chuan said calmly. Tiptoe lightly. The figure turned into a flowing shadow and swept forward. With his linen clothes billowing and his long hair flying, he refused to evade and was approaching the empty temple monk.

"Master Luo is really happy."

A child-like smile appeared on the monk's face. He clasped his palms together. Flick your fingers. Purple stars shone between the slits of the jade-white fingers. He stood motionless on the sapphire stone road, with a wonderful artistic conception flowing throughout his body. It's like a rising mountain, reaching to the sky and the earth, extending infinitely.

Staring at the approaching Luo Chuan, the eyes of the monk in Kongsi bloomed with a clear divine light, and he shouted in a low voice: "Dawei Zen..."

Before the word "Sutra" was spoken, the air in front of him fluctuated, and the air tore apart. A hand came out of the air and pressed the handprint of the monk in the sky with a "snap".

Although the Dawei Zen Sutra Seal has not yet been formed, it has accumulated boundless and tyrannical artistic conception and Taoist power. Ordinary monks, let alone touching it with their hands, will be instantly bounced away even if they get close!

But Luo Chuan's hand was like a giant mountain made of meteorite. He pressed his handprint steadily, and as the power of his handprint fluctuated, it kept changing its strength, like a heavenly and earthly net, as if closed, making the monks in the empty temple Nothing can be done.

Kongsi Monk has been fighting constantly along the way. He has encountered many talented masters and has also been defeated, such as Zhou Zhihao, who is third on the Green Immortal Ranking. But no matter who it was, it never made him as shocked as he was now.

Before he even made a move, he was completely suppressed! His judgment is precise, his techniques are sharp, and his grasp of the battle situation has reached a level of proficiency that has never been seen before.

For no reason, a trace of nervousness arose from the heart of the monk in the empty temple. He gave a low drink, decisively dispersed the seals, used the elixir to protect his body, and opened his mouth to spit out a cloud of purple energy.

This purple sound of thunder is also a secret that is not passed down in his Taoist tradition. He collected ninety-nine sounds of thunder, inhaled the Huangting Dao Pill and tempered it. It took three years to refine it. This is Kongji Monk's killer move. He has only used it twice since his debut. He always counterattacked at the last moment and reversed the situation of the battle. He never failed twice. If Zhou Zhihao hadn't acted too quickly that night and Monk Kongsi failed to use Thunder Sound Purple Qi, otherwise the result would have been very different.

The purple energy was as fast as lightning and made a roaring sound like thunder. The traveling monks who were close to him either trembled or covered their ears tightly, and their faces instantly turned pale.

Monk Kongsi and Luo Chuan were not even one step away from each other. Thunderous purple energy shot out. Many monks didn't even have time to blink. The thunderous purple energy had already hit Luo Chuan's eyebrows.

It’s over!

The ten traveling monks from the Tang Dynasty felt their hearts pounding and felt depressed.

Just when Monk Kongsi thought the victory or defeat was decided, he suddenly found that the young man in front of him had disappeared. The thunderous purple energy did not hit the young man, but jumped straight forward and plunged into an old tree with a buzzing sound. The old tree's protective circle was swallowed up.

Monk Kongji's heart was beating wildly, and he could faintly feel another breath of lightning rushing behind him at a speed that his whole body's spiritual sense could not catch.

So fast!

Monk Kongsi's face changed drastically, his heart strings were extremely tight, and his reaction was extremely fast. None of the traveling monks present caught him turning around and taking action. But no matter how fast he was, he couldn't be faster than Luo Chuan. As soon as the Dan Gang Zen Staff was halfway out, he was hit by ten punches in the chest and lower abdomen. Each punch was packed with surging strength like a tide, one after another.

A golden elixir flashed before his eyes, turned into a palm, and pressed on the head of the monk in the sky.

Snapped!

The monk's protective elixir was broken, his sternum and lower abdomen were sunken three inches downward, and his white bones were vaguely visible.

Opening his mouth and spitting out three streams of blood, the monk of the empty temple turned pale, and the spirit in his eyes faded. He was slapped to the ground by the big hand transformed by Luo Chuan Dansha. His whole body trembled, and he looked at Luo Chuan with horror.

Luo Chuan had a blank expression on his face, without the slightest bit of pride.

In the second battle with the monk of the empty temple, his cultivation strength had greatly improved compared to that night, and he was almost a completely different person. In addition, he knew the fighting methods of the monk of the empty temple very well, so there was no suspense in this battle from the beginning.

Luo Chuan did not take it to heart, but the monks studying in the Taoist Academy were all shocked.

Two moves!

The monk of the empty temple, who was ranked ninth on the Qingxian list, tried to stop Master Luo, but was completely defeated in two moves!

After a brief moment of unconsciousness, the ten monks studying in the Tang Kingdom trembled slightly. Their noses were sour, and they tried hard to hold back their tears.

Although they were qualified to study in the Taoist Academy, because of their background and cultivation, their status in the Taoist Academy was very low, and they were almost the first-class servants who were ordered around by others. Although the monk Kongsi has been in Daozunyuan for a short time, he is already the leader of Guandaoyuan. He is highly respected on weekdays. The former bigwigs of Guandaoyuan will bow respectfully to the monk Kongsi. Compared with them, the monk Kongsi is simply a high-ranking immortal.

But facing Luo Chuan, one of the two legends from Tang. The monk Kongsi has no power to fight back. It collapsed in an instant.

Looking at Luo Chuan's back, the ten young men of Tang were excited and couldn't help but straighten their chests.

"Stop him!" The monk Kongsi was shocked, vomited blood and shouted: "The thousand-year reputation of Guandaoyuan. It all depends on you Taoist friends!"

Eat the salary of the monarch. Be loyal to the monarch. It has been a truth since ancient times.

Although the monks and Daozunyuan cannot be called monarchs and ministers, they have also received the grace of Daozunyuan.

"Dao Zunyuan has been very kind to me. Even if we have to fight to the death today, we must stop him!"

"Yes! If I let him get through Guandaoyuan, how can I have the face to stay in Tianqijing!"

"Everyone! Guandaoyuan's thousand-year reputation depends on me!"

Waves of fighting spirit rose from all directions, and figures flew towards Luo Chuan. The wandering monks who dared to stop Luo Chuan all had skills above the True Dan realm. Suddenly, nearly a hundred Dan Mang, Dan Sha and Dan Gang turned into a thousand strange methods to stop Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan passed through the attack of nearly a hundred wandering monks, and his speed did not slow down, but became faster and faster, like a cold hurricane, and no one could touch his body.

And every time he attacked, he was merciless. Dan Sha wrapped in fist intent, transformed into a huge fist of a hundred feet. Every time he punched, seven or eight wandering monks flew backwards, seriously injured and fainted.

In a blink of an eye, most of the wandering monks who tried to stop him were defeated by Luo Chuan. The remaining ten or so people gritted their teeth and guarded the entrance of the hall, their faces were ashen, and their lips were almost bitten and bleeding.

"Are you still not willing to leave?"

Luo Chuan's eyes were filled with gloom, and he soared in the air, his body movements suddenly accelerated, like a lightning bolt shooting directly at the entrance of the hall.

"Stop him!"

"Go!"

The last ten or so wandering monks were all Dao Dan stage of the third level of Zhen Dan. Facing Luo Chuan, who was one level lower than them, they all felt like they were facing a great enemy. They shouted in unison, sacrificed their body-protecting Dan Gang, and formed a human wall shield to stop Luo Chuan.

The Dan Gang of these ten people spliced ​​together, extending in all directions, superimposed their strength, gathered into a formation, and actually formed a huge Dan Gang wall in front of the hall leading to the Sun Daoyuan, which was indestructible.

Luo Chuan flew straight ahead without touching the ground. His tough body tore through the void, his long hair fluttering in the turbulent flow of the void. The two clusters of Dansha in his eyes became more and more condensed, and he had long lost the spirit of a human being. He looked like a demon that had emerged from the void.

Roar!

Two roars came from deep inside his body.

In the Huangting Palace, the golden Dansha quickly condensed and turned red in an instant, like a raging fire. A winged dragon flew out of the fire.

On the cliff of Lingtai, blood-red Dansha gathered together. A domineering and brutal human-shaped pig monster slowly stood up, grinned, revealing two ferocious fangs, and howled at the sky.

Although the Fiery Yinglong and the Eight Desolate Pig Ancestor had not yet emerged from their bodies, they each occupied a Dantian secret realm, swallowing and spitting out Dansha, releasing a strong Dansha power.

Five steps away from the wall formation formed by a dozen True Dan Level 3 cultivators, Luo Chuan's skin surged with two completely different Dansha. The left side was golden, the right side was blood red, and his flesh and bones were stretched out. His body was three feet taller than before, and his whole body was full of strong and unparalleled strength.

Wow!

His shirt was torn, and he was swept into the turbulent flow of the void in an instant.

Luo Chuan's body movement accelerated again. Facing the joint blockade of thirteen True Dan third-level cultivators, his eye sockets expanded, his murderous aura was restrained, and a pair of bloodshot pupils appeared.

He swung his arm again, and before Luo Chuan's punch was thrown, the void bulged an arc under his fist.

This punch was the most powerful punch Luo Chuan had ever made since his debut! The two Dans exerted force at the same time, and the power of two Dharma images was added, far exceeding the scope of the second-level True Dan, stepping over the third-level True Dan, and reaching the fourth-level True Dan!

The hurricane drilled out from every pore of his arm and surged in all directions.

Luo Chuan was two steps away from the dozen cultivators, and the Dan Gang human wall was already crumbling. The faces of the thirteen True Dan level three monks were horrified, and as the fist approached rapidly, their pupils began to dilate.

Boom!

The deafening sound echoed in the Guandao Courtyard. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!

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