Supreme Immortal Demon

The monk fell to the ground, Luo Chuan stepped on him, and then stepped over.

The sound of powder flying under the blazing sun fire was heard.

The monk's leg became soft, but the bones of the whole leg were crushed by Luo Chuan, scattered like powder, and could not be restored. The man had already fainted.

The monks were surprised, and there were still monks who did not believe in evil and rushed to kill Luo Chuan.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

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Dozens of monks who tempered their bodies with the sun fire day and night were as vulnerable as paper in front of Luo Chuan. No one could stop Luo Chuan. On the contrary, every time they attacked, they felt like they hit a copper wall, either their bones were broken, or they were thrown away by Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan had only taken five steps, and more than 40 monks in the Sun Daoyuan had fallen to the ground in a bloody mess, either groaning in pain or unconscious. The jade ground was full of pits and dents, all of which were caused by the strong cultivators. Even if the guard formation wanted to repair the dozens of pits, it would take a while to complete.

After seven steps, the only person in front of Luo Chuan was Huo Daoyi, who was two feet tall.

The black fire giant scorpion moth, Yi Mo Zongheng Huo Daoyi, one of the four great masters of the True Dan realm of Daozun Academy, and the Taoist master of the Sun Dao Academy. Seven years ago, he had broken through the fourth level of the True Dan, and only the last step was left to be able to turn the True Dan into a baby, wash all the power into magic power, and cross the thousand-year mark of Yuanshou.

The reason why he did not break through the Infant Realm for a long time was that he wanted to use the rule that only the True Dan realm could stay in Daozun Academy to collect the true fire of the sun to temper his body.

Although he also established Huangting to refine all kinds of qi, he liked to fight with people in close combat. Only by repeatedly attacking and confronting with the physical body could he ignite the excitement in his heart.

Seeing Luo Chuan wreaking havoc in the Ri Dao Yuan, Huo Daoyi did not have the slightest fear in his heart. On the contrary, his fighting spirit became more and more surging, and his blood rushed all over his body, and even his eyes gradually turned red.

Huo Daoyi finally moved until Luo Chuan was two steps away from him.

Except for Luo Chuan, no one in the Ri Dao Yuan could see Huo Daoyi's movements clearly. He almost didn't have time to blink. He had already appeared in front of Luo Chuan.

Huo Daoyi was naked. His strong body was like a rock, and the power flowing from every pore released a hurricane. The whole person was like a giant mountain rising into the sky.

Luo Chuan was also naked. His skin was very white. His contours were like those of a knife and an axe. It seemed that there was an amazing explosive power hidden inside. But compared with Huo Daoyi, he immediately weakened and was not at the same level at all.

The two were only one step away from each other, an arm's length away.

Almost at the same time, they raised their arms and punched.

The two fists were as fast as falling meteors. None of the monks present could catch their trajectories. They could only see two pieces of turbulent void flows in front of the two people.

Only monks in the Infant Realm can tear the turbulent void with their own magic power. Occasionally, there are also monks in the True Dan Realm with profound Taoism who can do it, but they either rely on high-quality methods or rely on magic weapons.

These two people can tear the void with their flesh alone. How strong are their flesh!

The hearts of the monks in the Sun Dao Academy were pounding, and their eyes became hot.

The turbulent void flow was like a black snake dancing wildly, flowing in all directions, and also engulfed Luo Chuan and Huo Daoyi.

Boom!

There was a sound like the shattering of mountains and rivers. The Sun Dao Academy shook the ground. None of the monks could stand firm and fell to the side at the same time, but their faces were full of expectations.

These two monsters who have tempered their flesh to the extreme finally fought!

A crisp sound came from the turbulent flow of the void, as if a bone was broken. In the blink of an eye, a figure emerged from the turbulent flow of the void and retreated violently.

A loud uproar broke out!

The monks looked at Huo Daoyi who was retreating in disbelief.

At this time, Huo Daoyi's face was pale and solemn. His arm was not broken like the previous monks, but his fist was bloody and his bones were vaguely visible.

Another figure shot out from the turbulent flow of the void and chased Huo Daoyi.

Luo Chuan approached and punched!

The turbulent flow of the void surged again, engulfing the two.

The monks' hearts were tense and their palms were sweating.

A moment later, Huo Daoyi retreated from the turbulent flow of the void again, his steps were messy, his face was pale, and he was very embarrassed. His fist bones were all broken and trembling.

Luo Chuan had a blank expression on his face and approached again!

Huo Daoyi gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of determination, he muttered something, and pinched the seal with his intact left hand. Suddenly, a bewitching aura surged from him, turning into black mist that enveloped him. The sound of chanting scriptures could be heard faintly in the black mist, which made people's scalps numb like a demonic face.

In a tenth of a second, the black mist was sucked into Huo Daoyi's body, and the whole person changed, and scales covered with secret thorns grew from under his skin.

"Magic power!"

A cultivator shouted, and the cultivators of the Sun Dao Academy all changed color.

The Sun Dao Academy embraced all rivers, but it did not accept magic cultivators, and it strictly prohibited disciples in the academy from practicing evil magic. No one expected that Huo Daoyi's obsession with the body would go to the point of violating the ban and practicing evil magic.

A strong aura emanated from Huo Daoyi, and his body was at least ten times stronger than before, like an ancient demon descending to the world, and his eyes had long lost the spirit of humans.

Facing Huo Daoyi's roaring punch, Luo Chuan's eyes were indifferent.

In order to pursue a stronger body, Huo Daoyi had obviously secretly practiced a strange and evil method. In ancient times, there were great demons whose bodies were so strong that they could fight against high-level cultivators. In order to make their bodies closer to those of the ancient great demons, the geniuses among the demon cultivators created many methods to improve their bodies.

Huo Daoyi's method was weird and terrifying in the eyes of the monks at the Sundao Academy, but in the eyes of Luo Chuan, it was an extremely complex body-refining method that could not be considered elegant.

The qi and blood in the body are vigorous, the essence and blood are rushing, and Luo Chuan activates the second level of "Dragon Body Technique".

The two punched again, body to body, head-to-head!

The turbulent flow of the void submerged the two of them, and the Sundao Academy shook again.

The sound of bones shattering reached the ears of every monk present.

The majestic evil figure flew backwards and was crushed from his arms to his shoulder bones. He hit the stone pillars of the hall with a plop, leaving a two-foot-long dent on the stone pillars. Then he slid down along the stone pillars, motionless, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead. .

The turbulent flow of the void disappeared, and the young man appeared on the jade path. There was no trace of damage on his body, and his breathing was not disturbed at all.

There was silence.

Under the horrified gazes of the monks, Luo Chuan strode towards the main hall leading to Yuedao Yuan.

The Golden Crow who had been dozing on the other side suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Luo Chuan, and uttered human words: "Save me..."

Luo Chuan ignored it and did not stop.

Seeing that Luo Chuan was indifferent, the monks secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This golden crow was acquired by the Imperial Master during an expedition outside the territory. There is only one in the entire Tiannan Territory, and it is the symbol of the Sundao Academy. The whereabouts of the Imperial Master are elusive and he is not in Tianqi Capital now. If Luo Chuan wants to snatch it, no one in the Sundao Academy can stop him.

Walking up the steps of the main hall, Luo Chuan stopped and turned around.

The faces of the monks all changed.

Opening his eyebrows, Luo Chuan saw the restrictions around the Golden Crow, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Daozunyuan humiliates my brother, and there must be a price to pay."

Two elixirs flashed out of his eyes, and Luo Chuan punched out. The elixir wrapped his fist and made a dragon-tiger roar in mid-air, hitting the restriction with a bang.

One punch, two punches, three punches... After ten punches, the restriction was torn apart!

Jinwu was stunned for a while, his body started to tremble, his eyes dripped with large burning tears, he raised his neck and looked up to the sky and roared.

Luo Chuan turned around and left, when Jin Wu's hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Wait a minute, I'll give you a ray of true sun fire."

"Leave it alone and escape!" Luo Chuan laughed.

Jinwu was stunned for a moment, staring at the young man's back strangely. Gradually, a coquettish smile flashed across his three eyes, and a white light from the sun suddenly burst out from the third eye on his forehead, covering Luo Chuan.

There was a buzz in Luo Chuan's mind, and he felt something uncontrollably entering the sea of ​​thoughts.

"I will repay the kindness I owe you today, and we will be clean from now on. This is the bloodline Taoist skill of my Golden Crow clan, the Sun Eye Technique. How much you can master it all depends on you."

The sound disappeared, and a picture appeared on Luo Chuan's mind: On Buzhou, there was a melee in the fairy court. A fairy court was about to collapse, and when the court was destroyed and people died, help arrived. A man in a purple dragon robe held a three-legged golden crow in his hand, flew above the fairy court, and threw the golden crow into the sky. The Golden Crow instantly grew in size until it covered the sky and covered the earth. It opened the third eye on its forehead, and blazing brilliance poured out. The brilliance gathered into the day, emitting billions of golden rays. Wherever the golden rays went, no matter the monks, strange beasts or magic weapons, they were melted into ashes...

Bloodline Taoist skills... Luo Chuan is no stranger to Taoist skills. Whether it is the fourth level of aura or sound attack qi machine, they are all Taoist skills. Unlike Dharma which requires practice, Tao skills have been passed down since ancient times and the emphasis is on understanding rather than practice.

Among them, the bloodline Taoist skills are a secret that has not been passed down. Back then, Lord Jiulong searched for the strange skills and techniques in the Jiutian Realm, but the Taoist skills included did not exceed the number of hands, which shows how rare the Taoist skills are.

A bubble quickly rose above the sea of ​​thoughts, put away the "Sun Circle Eye Technique" taught by the Golden Crow, and then slowly sank into the sea of ​​thoughts.

Opening his eyes, Luo Chuan turned around and saw a black light soaring into the sky, heading straight towards the scorching sun.

With a long laugh, Luo Chuan kicked open the palace door and strode in.

After passing through the long hall corridor, Luo Chuan came to the third Taoist temple, Yue Taoist Temple.

There is no moon in Yuedao Yuan, but it is a scene of wind, flowers, snow and moon.

Under the plum blossom tree and by the clear water stream, the monks in feathered robes were either walking around chanting sutras or drinking from their sips, leisurely and unrestrained, floating out of the dust, like a Taoist immortal family.

Luo Chuan walked out of the hall. Everyone was focused on their own affairs, and no one glanced at him twice.

Pretending to be mysterious.

Luo Chuan tiptoed, and his body movement was like a white horse passing through the gap, and swept straight down to the next hall.

Soon Luo Chuan crossed the Half-Moon Temple, but not long after that he discovered that he was always in the center of the Moon Temple, and the distance between him and the next hall was not shortened.

His movement was suddenly locked, Luo Chuan raised his head and saw the surrounding scene suddenly changed. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!

ps: It doubled on the last day. The outbreak continues. Where is the monthly ticket...