Supreme Immortal Demon

Bang!

Another loud noise!

The fierce sword of the sky is like a fierce tiger, standing between Feiyun's sun-destroying magic sleeve and the ancient true immortal spear. The bloody sweep is accompanied by a vicious evil spirit.

Tao heart Tao state of mind! Demonic mind, demonic state of mind!

When the two states of mind separated, Luo Chuan's stern brows furrowed, and he looked like two different people.

When he met Yunlong Bingxing for the first time before, Luo Chuan bullied him with only two gods of heaven and earth. Now meeting Yunlong Parallel for the second time, Luo Chuan has gained experience from the previous time, and Ran Qingyi's strength is not as good as before, and he can break it without the help of heaven and earth.

A continuous wave of sword shadows spread from the parallel flow of clouds and dragons, and Dansha flowed along the sword shadows, transforming into a strong man and forcefully smashing open the void.

The void collapsed and shattered, and turbulent currents surged.

Feiyun's sun-destroying sleeves and the Taikoo True Immortal Spear were impacted by the turbulence, sank downwards, and shook uncontrollably.

Ran Qingyi's body trembled wildly, and the two special skills in his hands were no longer as heavy as mountains as they used to be. A counterattack force surged down his palms, blood gushed out of his throat, and the look in his eyes instantly peeled off.

Looking up hastily, Ran Qingyi saw a young man in black robe walking past Yunlong, stepping on mysterious footsteps in the moonlight, and dragging a long knife in his hand.

The breath of death hit his face, and Ran Qingyi only heard a "pop" in his chest, and his state of mind was completely shattered by the impact of fear.

The deadline has arrived!

Ran Qingyi's face turned pale, sadness welling up in her heart.

If he hadn't exhausted the spiritual source of the body-protecting magic weapon left behind by his master before he left in order to refine Zhou Buchen, he would have escaped death. But now, no matter how unwilling he is. He already knew his fate well.

However, dying at the hands of such a demonic traitor is truly the greatest regret in life!

Perhaps it was a flash of inspiration when the deadline was approaching. The more Ran Qingyi looked at that figure, the more familiar it became.

A pale and evil face came into Ran Qingyi's eyes, and gradually overlapped with that face with indifferent brows but a hint of overbearing domineering.

"It's you……"

Ran Qingyi blurted out.

Before he could finish saying the word "you", he was drowned out by the whistling sound of the fierce sword in the sky.

Luo Chuan, it turns out to be you, and you actually have such a clone at the same time. Although it would be a great shame and hatred to die in your hands, it is not unfair. The Six Parts of Taoism. The Tao is not hidden. I will eventually die...Haha, I finally realized it.

A thought flashed through his mind, and Ran Qingyi was split into two pieces by a knife.

Crystalized blood beads splashed all over the sky, and an incompletely formed white jade arm stretched out from Ran Qingyi's true elixir. At the last moment he had a clear idea. Finally taking the step to seek proof of baby transformation!

Click!

Zhendan was cut in half. Exploded in the void. The opportunity to transform into a baby had just begun, but he was ruthlessly killed by Luo Chuan! The golden pill powder was swept away by the turbulent currents of the void and disappeared.

The Six Parts of Taoism. Ran Qingyi, the number one in Tianqi Capital, died!

Luo Chuan stretched out his hand and put Ran Qingyi's storage ring into his sleeve.

The long sword slammed into the ground and made a buzzing sound. Luo Chuan raised his head and looked into the distance into the sky. The Imperial Master did not appear. Perhaps he was caught in some dispute and it was difficult to get out.

The corners of Luo Chuan's mouth gradually opened and he laughed happily.

Killing Ran Qingyi will be the last time he uses the identity of Zhou Zhihao. Such an unbridled feeling may also be the last time to enjoy it.

"Daoshou..."

"He killed Ran Daoshou."

"God, how dare this thief!"

The monks in the Daozun Temple stared blankly at the young man with slicked black hair and an evil face in the Haisha dungeon, and they all shed tears. In the absence of the Imperial Master, Daozunyuan is headed by Ran Qingyi, who is their spiritual leader. Three days ago, Ran Qingyi suffered a disastrous defeat in the battle, and the faith of the monks in Daozun Academy was on the verge of collapse. Tonight, they witnessed Ran Qingyi being killed, and everyone suffered another heavy blow, and their faith was almost collapsed.

Luo Chuan's laughter stopped suddenly, and his mind rose to Tianmen. He saw more than a dozen figures rushing towards it quickly.

From the southeast, Su Yuchen and Fairy Xiaoqing came hand in hand.

From the northwest, Ning Tianxing came with a group of sword masters from the Tianxing Taoist Society.

Directly south are Sima Wuji and Ren Xian.

Directly to the north are the masters of the seven major sects.

In addition, there were many monks of the third and fourth levels of the True Pill who heard the news and rushed towards the Daozun Courtyard from all directions.

"Are they all here to pick up leaks?"

Luo Chuan sneered.

Although Dao Zunyuan was attacked twice by him and even killed Ran Qingyi, it was still the place where Daxia Imperial Master established Daoism. If a direct disciple is killed, as long as the murderer can be caught, there will be benefits.

"Fortunately, I was prepared."

Luo Chuan turned his attention to the Haisha Dungeon not far away. The thirty-six vicious old monsters noticed it and all raised their heads to look at Luo Chuan.

When rescuing Zhou Buchen, Luo Chuan lingered for a long time, not because the method of opening the prison was really difficult, but because Luo Chuan was studying the methods of cracking all thirty-seven sea evil dungeons.

The Imperial Master of Daxia would never have thought that he only taught Zhou Buchen the method of opening the sea prison, but Luo Chuan deduced it completely according to the rules of the prohibition, and quietly left a flaw.

Luo Chuan raised the murderous knife and pointed directly at the Haisha Dungeon with a cold and arrogant expression: "Do you want to escape from this place?"

Thirty-six pairs of eyes of the thirty-six vicious old monsters lit up at the same time, all showing strong desire, but they returned to calm after a moment.

"Boy, how dare you tease me!" an old monster snorted coldly.

"Haha, you just killed a seriously injured Ran Qingyi, and you are not afraid of being tongue-tied when you say such big words!"

Luo Chuan laughed: "What a lot of nonsense! Seeing that you poor old guys belong to my Tao, I will have a kind heart, pretend to be compassionate, and let you out!"

After the words fell, Luo Chuan rolled up the Tianri Fierce Knife, shook his wrist, and slashed towards the Haisha Dungeon.

The sky was full of knife shadows, heavy knife evil!

Luo Chuan seemed to be slashing wildly, but in fact, every knife was slashing at the flaws he left before. This flaw was kept secret, and it was set by Luo Chuan based on the very sophisticated prohibition techniques in the memory of Jiulong Jun. Even if the Great Xia State Master had doubts in the future, he would never find any evidence.

What's more. If these thirty-six old monsters were let go, Daozunyuan and Tianqijing would definitely be in chaos, and who would care about him.

Ran Qingyi, although you have become the first stepping stone for me to prove the Tao, it is worth your life to have these thirty-six evil demon ancestors buried with you.

The last knife was chopped down!

The ice sea on the surface of the Haisha Dungeon was crumbling. In a blink of an eye, more than a hundred cross-sectional cracks appeared on the ice surface. With a rustling sound, the ice surface shattered inch by inch. The bloody evil spirit rushed into the sky. The huge Daozunyuan was instantly filled with blood.

The Haisha dungeon was broken!

None of the thirty-six evil masters moved.

For who knows how many years, they have never left the Haisha dungeon. They looked at the starry sky and the sun and moon high above the ice layer day and night, begging for escape all the time. Even if they had to exchange their lifespan for a hundred years, they were willing.

But when this day really came, they couldn't believe it.

After a while, an old monster who had once returned to the third level of the void finally stood up tremblingly and stepped out of the Haisha dungeon in one step.

Plop!

He hadn't stood up for a long time. He could hardly walk, and he stumbled to the ground after just two steps.

"Hehehe..."

A strange laugh came out of his mouth, gloomy, low, and arrogant.

He used his legs and feet to jump out suddenly, hugged a pale Daozunyuan monk, lowered his head to bite the monk's neck, and sucked the blood.

"Hahahaha..."

"Old Ancestor, I finally see the light of day."

"Mohahaha! Wonderful, wonderful!"

More and more vicious old monsters jumped out of the Haisha dungeon, and the dungeon was empty in the blink of an eye. These vicious old monsters have been tortured for hundreds of years, their magic power has been eroded day and night, they are hungry and thirsty, and they hate Daozunyuan to the bone. When they catch a cultivator in the True Dan realm, they swallow the blood and qi, rush around, ravage Daozunyuan, and search for the elixir and spiritual veins to restore their cultivation.

Daozunyuan, this is the price you pay for imprisoning my brother.

After taking a look at the ruined Daozunyuan, Luo Chuan withdrew and quickly disappeared into the darkness. Countless cultivators came from all directions, and they were all stunned by the tragic scene in Daozunyuan, and forgot to look for Luo Chuan for a while.

Tianqijing Central Ring, Baifu Sandbar, Luo's Danqizhai.

Zhou Buchen looked at the direction of Daozunyuan from afar, and deep worry emerged in his eyes.

"What happened?" Bai Yiqing asked behind him.

Blood was gushing from the direction of Daozunyuan, and the sound of fighting could be heard clearly even in the Central Ring area.

From time to time, figures rushed out from the Central Ring and ran towards Daozunyuan.

Bai Yiqing stood on the balcony with her lips pursed. The night wind blew up the gauze, tightly wrapped around her seductive body. Her face was as pale as paper, and her red lips were about to bleed.

"Things may have changed." Zhou Buchen whispered, his tone a little solemn.

Bai Yiqing's heart tightened again when he heard this: "Zhou Buchen, go help him!"

Zhou Buchen did not look back, his eyebrows twisted, and shook his head: "No, I promised him that I must keep you safe."

"You..." Bai Yiqing stomped his feet heavily.

At this moment, a column of blood splashed from the sky above Daozunyuan, and there was a faintly laughing head thrown into the air, which could be seen by Bai Yiqing and Zhou Buchen with their skills.

Zhou Buchen's expression changed slightly, and Bai Yiqing's face became paler.

"Don't worry about me! Go help him!" Bai Yiqing shouted anxiously.

"But..." Zhou Buchen looked back at Bai Yiqing and remained silent.

Looking at Zhou Buchen with a hesitant look, Bai Yiqing bit her lips tightly, and a trace of hatred arose in her heart. She didn't hate Zhou Buchen. She knew that Zhou Buchen must want to help Luo Chuan at this time. She hated herself. She was useless at the critical moment and could only be a burden.

"Well, I'll set up a sword formation in the attic, and you just stay here." Zhou Buchen finally compromised.

Bai Yiqing was delighted, and heard Zhou Buchen muttering something and pinching the seal at the same time.

A series of sharp sword lights burst out from Zhou Buchen's palm, turning into a water curtain that covered the attic. The water curtain was filled with heavy sword lights, but it seemed like the stars in the sky, running over and over again, strange and strange.

"That's about it." Zhou Buchen released his hand seal and said lightly: "This is the Ganges Killing Star Sword Formation that I learned from the sword art. Although it is not yet fully developed, it can at least block three full-strength attacks from a True Dan fourth-level master."

Bai Yiqing nodded and said nothing.

After Zhou Buchen finished speaking, he looked at the old ape lying on the ground motionless: "This old man is a disaster after all."

The sword of the Ninghou came out, the sword light flowed, and Zhou Buchen slashed at Mr. Yuan with a sword. (To be continued, please search for Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!