Supreme Immortal Demon

"Luo Chuan!"

Ran Qingyi roared, and the power of the fourth level of the True Dan surged wildly, and the power of the Dan turned into a ten-foot golden light, breaking free from Luo Chuan's poisonous hand.

With a twitch in the corner of his eye, Ran Qingyi flew back, and the silver spear in his hand continuously drew Dan Gang to block Luo Chuan.

The existence of the gravity of the void made him consume his power. After being beaten by Luo Chuan again, Ran Qingyi's hair was disheveled, his breathing was violent, and his face was bruised.

Every time he moved, Ran Qingyi's internal organs felt as if they were cut by a knife, and his whole body seemed to fall apart. The severe pain came in waves, and Ran Qingyi was tormented in his heart with unprecedented embarrassment and humiliation.

How could Ran Qingyi not know that Luo Chuan wanted to use the gravity of the void to consume his power, or... torture him in the void. He had reached the level of perfection in grasping the situation of the battle.

Ran Qingyi naturally also had a backhand killer move, but he was not very willing to use it. He had only used it twice in his life so far.

In addition to the Taigu Zhenxian Spear, he also has another unique skill. It was with the Taigu Zhenxian Spear and this method that he broke through the Tianhua Disciple Palace.

At this moment, Ran Qingyi regretted very much. Why didn't he use the killing move earlier!

The turbulent flow whistled beside his ears, and Ran Qingyi's heart was lifted. He saw Luo Chuan appeared beside him at some point.

Bang!

Ran Qingyi's butt was kicked by Luo Chuan's kick.

Ran Qingyi flew forward uncontrollably, and the piercing pain came. He felt something cracked in his buttocks, and his whole buttocks were about to be torn apart, and blood sprayed, staining his Taoist robe.

Can't stay any longer! Stay any longer! He will only play him to death!

Why does the gravity of the void have no effect on him at all... Ran Qingyi groaned. He cried out in pain in his heart, how dare he stay, and used all his strength to operate his body skills, enduring the severe pain in his buttocks and flying to the shallow shore of the void.

A person flew out of the void of Xingdaoyuan. The monks of Xingdaoyuan looked and saw that it was Ran Qingyi, and they all showed joy.

Before they could cheer, their hearts skipped a beat.

Ran Qingyi was seen with disheveled hair, disheveled clothes, and blood all over his body. He was no longer as handsome and elegant as usual. He lowered his head. It seemed that he didn't want people to see his face.

Through the messy hair, the monks saw the unrecognizable face.

Another figure appeared in Xingdaoyuan.

Luo Chuan stepped on the wind method, suspended in the air, and looked at Ran Qingyi mockingly. The murderous intent in his eyes gathered and climbed.

Wow!

The monks tried to suppress their turbulent mood. But there were still many surprised voices in Daozunyuan. The panic rose from the hearts of every monk.

"Luo Chuan..." Ran Qingyi suddenly laughed.

"You use evil means and have a devilish heart. Heaven and earth cannot tolerate you!"

"My Daozun Academy has been a model of righteousness for thousands of years and is a model for the south of the sky, but you have tarnished it!"

"I, Ran Qingyi, am the head of Daozun Academy, a Taoist master, and a benefactor of Daozun Academy. Today, I swear an oath here to kill you at all costs!"

Righteous words, glorious and majestic.

The monks of Daozun Academy looked at Ran Qingyi who slowly raised his head, and they were moved and their confidence rose.

Two flashes of light flashed in his eyes. Ran Qingyi flipped his right hand, and the ancient true immortal spear flew into the air, transforming into three thousand silver flying dragons in the void to suppress Luo Chuan. With his left arm waving, Ran Qingyi muttered something, and suddenly a strong breath surged from his sleeves, and a large black cloud haze instantly emanated from his sleeves. Thunder rumbled under the cloud haze, and there was blue hail, rolling towards Luo Chuan.

Facing Ran Qingyi's two ** doors, Luo Chuan looked calm, and glanced at the bald boy who was motionless in the Haisha dungeon behind the ruins.

Zhou, open your eyes, let me vent your anger for you!

Staring at Luo Chuan, Ran Qingyi was annoyed. He thought he could easily kill this man, but he didn't expect that he would capsize in the gutter. His wisdom was almost ruined. Fortunately, there is still this trick... Luo Chuan, you will die!

A smile appeared on his broken face. Ran Qingyi's power was running to the extreme, and he moved forward at a high speed. The ancient true immortal spear and the flying cloud sun-destroying magic sleeves exerted their maximum power at the same time, and rushed towards Luo Chuan.

Thunderclouds rolled over the Daozunyuan, and there were nearly ten thousand dragon-like spear shadows. The black clouds pressed down on the city and wanted to destroy it, and the dragon turned over the sky and died. The scene when Tianhua Palace was penetrated that year appeared again. Ran Qingyi was like holding the sun-destroying black clouds in his hands, and the true immortal spear that turned into a silver dragon roared on his head, rushing towards Luo Chuan.

In a tenth of a second, Xingdaoyuan was destroyed again. The guarding array was repaired with all its strength, but it was far behind the speed of destruction.

Ran Qingyi could no longer care. At this moment, he just wanted to kill Luo Chuan at all costs.

Ran Qingyi, who was full of murderous intent, did not realize that due to the influence of the gravity of the void and the changes in the environment of the void and the southern region, his control of the method was not as handy as usual, and there was a slight delay.

This delay was extremely difficult to detect. Even if the True Dan realm cultivators reached the level of Sima Wuji and Ning Tianxing, they would be overlooked seven or eight times out of ten. But Luo Chuan caught it clearly, because this flaw was exactly what he set for Ran Qingyi!

As soon as Ran Qingyi's flaw appeared, in Luo Chuan's Huangting Lingtai, Dansha surged and condensed into a form. Two unpredictable artistic conceptions rose from him, violent and vast, faintly connected with the stars in the sky.

In Xingdaoyuan, the dark clouds of destruction pressed down from the sky, and the shadow of a dragon's spear rolled in it, roaring loudly. Dust flew, sand and stones were turned, and the turbulent currents were surging, and in a blink of an eye, Luochuan was submerged.

"Clouds and dragons are running side by side, a sign of the end of the world. Ran Qingyi is worthy of being the six Taoist canons of this generation." On the twelfth floor, a Taoist official in the Return to Void realm stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"When he uses these two methods at the same time, he can at least increase his power tenfold."

"He used this trick in Tianhua Palace. Unfortunately, Master Luo seems to not know it."

"With Master Luo's strength, he is enough to rank in the top three of the Qingxian list, or even second."

"Although Ran Qingyi has not yet transformed his power into magic power, he has reached the first level of Nascent Soul with Yunlong in parallel... No wonder he could break through Tianhua Palace in the past. It depends on how Master Xiao responds."

Downstairs on the twelfth floor, the cultivators in the Return to Void Realm were talking and laughing. They expressed their opinions and commented on the battle.

The disciples and young masters in the True Dan Realm were silent, and even many cultivators in the Nascent Soul Realm were silent. The battle between Luo Chuan and Ran Qingyi had already exceeded their imagination. No matter who won or lost, it was destined that this battle would become a legend that would be passed down for decades or even hundreds of years.

Gu Yuefeng's brows were slightly relaxed, and his eyes were unpredictable. The woman behind him lowered her head, silently looking at the jade cup in her hand, wondering what she was thinking.

But only the monks of the Empty Mountain Realm pursed their blue lips, staring at Shui Jing from top to bottom, and the eyes of several female disciples were slightly red.

After watching Luo Chuan break through the Daozun Temple, everyone in the Empty Mountain Realm, including Elder Duan and Master Dangmo, felt an inexplicable emotion in their hearts. This disciple who once brought glory to the Empty Mountain Realm and also disappointed the Empty Mountain Realm, and left in a shocking way after a year of silence, has gone further and further. So far that even the Ten Thousand Years Empty Mountain Realm can no longer keep up with his pace.

Will he come back after he leaves? This young man with a strange secret. He may never really belong to the Empty Mountain Realm. But at least, he and the Empty Mountain Realm have had such a relationship... This is enough.

Elder Duan stared at Shui Jing nervously. Suddenly, he remembered what he said in public more than a year ago when Luo Chuan was found unable to pass on the fire when he first entered the mountain gate.

Those words were his heartfelt words, without any falsehood.

Those words at that moment may become the most proud memory of his life.

Luo Chuan, fight back! Elder Duan clenched his fists, his eyes red, and shouted in his heart.

In the water mirror, the clouds and dragons were raging, and half of the Daozun Academy had become ruins.

Under the hundred-foot cloud dragon, the dark void turbulence was surging, countless jade floor tiles were crushed into powder and scattered, and the figure of the young man was covered and swallowed up.

Above the cloud dragon, Ran Qingyi flew quickly, with a hearty look in his eyes.

However, his smile had not yet fully bloomed, the void turbulence suddenly solidified, and the clouds and dragons stopped their downward pressure.

A dark giant finger drilled out from the gap in the void turbulence, followed by a palm comparable to half of the Xingdao Academy. The two terrifying giant hands slowly stretched out, and with a bang, they suddenly tore the void turbulence apart.

Ran Qingyi's body trembled violently while flying, his face turned pale, and his eyes were dull for a moment.

In the void, under Yunlong, sat a human-shaped pig monster as majestic and ferocious as a small mountain, much higher than Daozunyuan.

The pig monster had a big belly and a round waist, and was covered with dense snow-white bone spurs all over its body, reflecting a pale light in the sun. Black air rose from the bone spurs, spiraling around its body, faintly drawing mysterious lines.

It raised one hand to support Yunlong, and under the impact of Yunlong, its body was broken open and blood flowed. But the not-so-big hole was repaired at an incredible speed in a flash, far exceeding the speed of the body being destroyed.

And its other big hand was protected on its right knee.

The big hand opened, revealing a boy who only reached half of his palm.

Compared with the pig monster, the boy seemed extremely small. At this time, he was drenched from head to toe by black blood. He raised his head and stared at Ran Qingyi, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, like an alien demon.

What a ghost thing!

Ran Qingyi flew in the air, and the whole person fell into a stagnation.

"Idiot!"

Luo Chuan's sneer dragged him back to reality.

At the same time as Luo Chuan's voice, a flying Yinglong covered in flames jumped up.

The flaming Yinglong raised its head and roared, flying in the air, its whole body burning with purple flames. The horn on its head was like a sharp knife that could cut off the entire Tianqijing, and it suddenly pierced into Ran Qingyi's "Cloud Dragon Parallel".

Luo Chuan jumped up, jumped onto the dragon's back, stepped on the flaming Yinglong, and flew over the Daozunyuan. And the Eight Desolate Pig Ancestor Xiang also stood up shakily, stomped on the ground, and pounced on Ran Qingyi.

Ran Qingyi was not an ordinary person after all. He quickly calmed down his disordered Tao heart, muttered something in his mouth, and his hands changed the shadows of his fingers and quickly pinched the seal.

At this time, he had understood that this was a back-hand killer move specially prepared by Luo Chuan for him, which was not inferior to his Cloud Dragon Parallel, and was even better. But as long as he could stop this wave of terrifying attacks first, with his fourth-level Taoist power, he still had a chance to save the situation.

After a moment, Ran Qingyi's face froze slightly.

He suddenly found that the seal in his hand was not completely in the same rhythm as Yunlong.

When masters fight, every subtle change and the slightest mistake are fatal flaws.

No! He was calculated!

Ran Qingyi's mind, which had just recovered its calm, was cracked again. In this moment, the Fiery Yinglong phase broke the shadow of the ancient true immortal spear, and the Eight Desolate Pig Ancestor phase opened his arms to hug the dark clouds of the Feiyun Mierissing Sleeve, running and biting.

Snap!

A shattering sound came from deep inside his body, Ran Qingyi's body trembled wildly, the spirit in his eyes peeled off, and he turned his head and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Filled with fear and humiliation, Ran Qingyi no longer cared about his face, turned into a ball of light, and flew out of the Daozun Courtyard.

The monks of Daozun Academy were all stunned, looking at the figure in the sky in disbelief, their hearts trembling.

Ran Daoshou...he actually escaped!

Downstairs, the young monks were stunned.

Ran Qingyi, the third ranked Daozang of the Six Divisions, actually chose to run away! All the Taoist leaders of the Millennium Dao Zunyuan have been upright, upright, and persevering. They share the same hatred and humiliation with the Dao Zunyuan. Nothing like this has ever happened... The dignified Taoist leader actually escaped at the last moment.

At the twelve banquets, the ancestors of Guixu Realm were drinking wine with sarcasm on their faces.

Everyone still remembers Ran Qingyi's previous vow to fight to the end. It was vigorous at that time, but now it seems ridiculous.

The number one person in Tianqijing was beaten by Master Luo and fled in panic, finally showing his true nature.

"You villain! Where can I escape!" Luo Chuan laughed in mid-air.

Ran Qingyi's body swayed, and in his eyes, at this moment, Lieyan Yinglong Xiang and Bahuang Zhu Zutong arrived at the same time.

"No……"

Ran Qingyi's eyes exuded deep fear, his handsome face was pale and twitching, and he was choked back in the middle of his scream. Under the crushing force of the two worlds, the body-protecting Taoist robe was torn and shattered. He was naked, his hair was disheveled, his face was torn, his whole body was covered in blood and flesh, his bones were protruding, and there was no intact place.

boom!

In the blink of an eye, Ran Qingyi crashed into the main hall. Under the impact of the two methods, the main hall was crushed into pieces and turned into ruins.

Bang!

Behind the Xingdao Courtyard and in front of the Haisha Dungeon, Ran Qingyi fell to the ground. All his bones were broken and his internal organs were ruptured. After his body bounced twice, he fell unconscious.

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