Supreme Immortal Demon

Zhou Buchen felt his feet shake, as if the mountain was shaking, and he subconsciously stood up, suspended in mid-air.

"What's going on?" Zhou Buchen raised his eyebrows, and in a blink of an eye, a beam of light enveloped him.

There was also a beam of light that enveloped Luo Chuan.

"Woke me up again! What happened? Tell me quickly!" Bai Bat's tone was very unkind.

"Who is that?" Feeling the terrifying intimidation, Zhou Buchen asked in a low voice.

"It's this white bat, left behind by that guy Li Xuangan. Bai Yiqing calls it Little Bat," Luo Chuan said.

Zhou Buchen's eyes lit up again, he laughed, took out the wine bottle and took a sip: "Interesting."

"What little bat! I have a name." The displeased voice of the white bat sounded.

"Oh? What's your name?" Luo Chuan asked.

"Hmph! You all listen up, my name is Little Bastard." White Bat said proudly.

puff!

Zhou Buchen spurted out a mouthful of wine. Luo Chuan also shook violently.

After a long while, Zhou Buchen asked: "Who gave you this name?"

"Stupid! How stupid! No need to ask! Of course it's Li Xuangan!"

"Has he ever said the meaning of this name?" Luo Chuan asked.

"Of course!"

"What did he say?"

"He said this name represents the most domineering and intelligent being in the world! You don't know this, you are so stupid!"

Luo Chuan and Zhou Buchen looked at each other and raised their middle fingers to Li Xuangan.

Li Xuangan, how unscrupulous are you?

"Okay, little bastard. I have already used a bat pattern. You said you could help me accomplish anything." Luo Chuan said.

"In addition to helping you fight and kill to improve your cultivation, I can do anything. Don't be greedy! Don't even think about breaking the rules! I'm very smart!" White Bat said very vigilantly.

Zhou Buchen interrupted: "If I want you to help me find a spiritual vein in Tianqi Capital, is that okay?"

"No!" Bai Bat refused decisively: "This is to help you improve your cultivation, I can't do it!"

Luo Chuan and Zhou Buchen looked at each other, then smiled faintly: "Don't worry, you are so smart, how dare I do anything wrong. I just want you to help me train a few Taoist soldiers, okay?"

"Tao soldiers? How many? Not too many, and the cultivation level cannot be too much higher than yours. Otherwise, my innate origin will be consumed. I am not mature yet!" Bai Bat is still vigilant.

"Not many, no more than thirty-six." Luo Chuan said calmly.

Zhou Buchen took a sip of wine and felt happy. How could he not know that Luo Chuan had already started to trick him?

"Oh..." White Bat hesitated for a while: "Where are they?"

"It's in Tianqi Capital. Little bastard, you have great magical powers and boundless power. You are definitely the most promising bastard in the Nine Heavens Realm. It will be easy for you to capture them here." Luo Chuan said.

"Of course." Bai Bat was proud and began to make calculations: "Thirty-six Tao soldiers, according to the rules of the Tao soldiers' immortal profession. The Tao soldiers who have been subdued can only have a higher cultivation level than the Tao master... No problem !”

"Then we have agreed. You must refine them all into Taoist soldiers before you can continue to sleep, otherwise you will be a bastard." Luo Chuan narrowed his eyes.

"That's it!" White Bat responded boldly.

"Zhou Buchen." Luo Chuan winked at Zhou Buchen: "Please describe the appearance of those thirty-six people and the little bastard."

"Haha, no problem."

In the middle ring of Tianqi Capital, on the Lijun Mountain, on the Bingrong Plank Road, a short old man with a tattered body grabbed a two-hundred-year-old silver-scaled pangolin and chewed it.

The night is dark, the moon is full, and the wind is high.

The old man's face was covered with blood, and minced meat residue could be vaguely seen at the corner of his mouth. In front of and behind him, the bones of strange beasts and birds piled up like mountains.

He just squatted on the plank road and wolfed down the food like no one else was watching. His legs were broken and he couldn't walk. His back was even more torn, with shockingly large holes opening, and his bones and organs were vaguely visible.

Even so, none of the True Alchemy Realm monks on both sides of the plank road dared to step forward.

This short old man who had both legs broken and was just living on his last breath was none other than the famous leftist powerhouse five hundred years ago, known as the Ancestor of the Earth Demon!

During the peak period, Guixu's third-level cultivation possessed two fifth-level skills. Just because the child was humiliated, one man ran rampant across twelve medium-sized kingdoms, killing five kings, a third-level Guixu strongman, twenty-eight masters of the Transformation Infant Realm, and hundreds of True Alchemy Realm monks. He even killed one with his own hands. Master.

He once ranked among the top fifteen on the list of left-handed demons.

Later, he was personally captured by the Imperial Master of Daxia, his magic power was abolished, and he was imprisoned in Haisha Dungeon as a warning to others.

After escaping from the Taoist Temple of Daxia, more than fifty monks in the True Alchemy Realm were broken in his hands, and the rest were seriously injured. He even sneaked into a group of Taoist guards on Lijun Mountain and ate more than a hundred vicious birds and strange animals. beast.

"He is dead! Fellow Taoists, what are you still hesitating about? Kill an evil ancestor and you will be rewarded with one million Yin coins and a sixth-grade secret!"

On the outside of the plank road, the first monk from Daozunyuan glanced around and whispered.

After the words fell, nearly a hundred True Alchemy Realm monks all showed their desire to gain, but no one dared to step forward.

"Huh, what a bunch of cowards, they're just following their own course!"

A monk of the third level of True Alchemy walked out from the crowd. He was naked from the waist up and had a slightly dark complexion. He exuded a copper-colored brilliance under the moonlight. He had obviously tempered his body to a certain level.

With a "clang" sound, the monk summoned the flying sword, ripped the air with a shake of his body, and appeared five steps behind the Earth Demon Ancestor in a blink of an eye. The flying sword turned into a ball of green fire above the monk's head, attacking the earth demon ancestor from all directions.

Looking at the motionless Earth Demon Ancestor, the monk's face was full of fire, and his eyes showed greed. He has been hiding at the end of the crowd, just wanting to wait until this moment, kill the earth demon ancestor when he still has his last breath, and gain both fame and fortune.

It wasn't until the sword fire approached that the Earth Demon Ancestor raised his head, glanced sideways at the monk, and uttered two words: "Rat!"

Buzz!

Black energy spreads. Like an infinite abyss, the monk and the flying sword were enveloped in it. He saw the Earth Demon Ancestor stretching and retracting his right hand. He was clearly four or five steps away from the monk, but there was a beating heart lying in his blood-stained hand.

The monk's breath suddenly weakened, he fell to the ground, and died on the spot.

The action of the Earth Demon Ancestor exposed the empty door, and many sharp-eyed monks took the opportunity to summon flying swords and shoot at the Earth Demon Ancestor. Although the ancestor of the Earth Demon is at the third level of Guixu, his magic power has long been abolished. Although he has replenished his energy and blood along the way in the past few days, he has regained his power. But it can only be restored to the second level of true elixir.

Even so. None of the dozens of flying swords containing Dan Gang Dan Sha were touched by him, and they were all deflected by him using various incredible techniques. As the number of monks taking action increased and the number of flying swords increased, he gradually became overwhelmed. Movement slowed down. There was no trace of worry or panic in his eyes. Instead, he became even more crazy.

"He can't survive! Try harder!"

"Don't panic! That's a sign of recovery!"

"Hahaha! This old devil is finally going to be killed!"

With the concerted efforts of dozens of monks, Feijian finally broke through the obstruction of the Earth Demon Ancestor and was about to pierce the heart of Wan Jian.

But at this moment. A ray of white light fell from the sky and enveloped the Earth Demon Ancestor.

In the blink of an eye, the Earth Demon Ancestor disappeared from the Bingrong Plank Road, leaving only a group of stunned monks.

…

Almost at the same time, outside the twenty-story Tongtian Zuixian Pavilion, the largest restaurant in the lower ring of Tianqi Capital, there were nearly a hundred Feiyun Taoist soldiers riding flying cranes.

The Taoist soldiers in the True Alchemy Realm formed a formation and stared nervously at the fat white man on the twentieth floor of the restaurant who was drinking wine.

Although the fat white man is fat, when he sits in front of the window drinking, he gives people the impression of a graceful young man. The white fat man only has a fat face, a slender figure, drooped eyebrows, noble and elegant gestures, and dignified manners. His whole body is filled with a faint fairy scent, and he is almost short of a pair of boys who play the piano and incense.

None of the Taoist soldiers dared to step forward. Even though they knew that the fat man in the building had greatly retreated in cultivation, only had the power of the True Alchemy Realm, and was seriously injured, the Taoist soldiers just watched with vigilance and maintained their formation.

Even though he has been imprisoned in the Haisha Dungeon for more than three hundred years, no one will forget that on that rainy night three hundred years ago, he sneaked into the Tiannan Law Enforcement Alliance alone, killed four ancestors, and escaped unharmed. The old devil with white eyebrows!

He has a third-level cultivation level in Guixu, and possesses two unique skills for a fifth-level talent. He was once ranked in the top ten of Tiannan Left Dao Demon Ranking, and he is also proficient in a weird assassination technique.

It wasn't until Daxia's national master came forward that he was captured, his magic power was abolished, and he was imprisoned in the Haisha dungeon, eroding his body day and night, and frightening the outsiders in the south of the world.

"Isn't anyone here yet?" the Taoist commander asked in a low voice.

"Ten transfer orders have been issued. The Infant Transformation Realm masters transferred from Shanghuan are all chasing other ancestors, but none of them have come here so far."

"Hmph, everyone is bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. The white-browed old demon also only has the power of the true elixir realm, but no one dares to come!" The Taoist commander coldly snorted: "Issue another order!"

"Here!"

I don't know when it began to rain lightly, and the rain became heavier and heavier.

The old devil with white eyebrows drank wine, looked at the rain, coughed up blood and chuckled: "I'm afraid this year's killing night is coming soon again, I really want to go back and take a look."

In front of Zuixian Tower, there was a hazy mist and rain, with a strong aroma of wine lingering in the rain. Feiyun Taoist soldiers suddenly felt a little intoxicated.

When they came back to their senses and looked at the top floor of the attic, the elegant old devil with white eyebrows had disappeared. If it weren't for the spiritual fruit wine dumped all over the floor and the corpses of Taoist soldiers all over the building, who would have believed that there was an old demon drinking wine there?

In the rainy night of Tianqi Capital, the old demon ancestors who had not yet been killed and were hiding in various places in the third ring disappeared almost at the same time, leaving only the chasing monks with dull faces.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

…

On the White Bat Square in front of the mountain city, figures kept falling.

"Twelve, thirteen, fourteen...nineteen, twenty."

Luo Chuan and Zhou Buchen stood aside and counted with their fingers.

"There are only twenty left." Luo Chuan finally determined the number of people.

"It's really miserable." Zhou Buchen crossed his arms and sneered: "Nearly half of them were killed." (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!