Supreme Immortal Demon

With the supplement of the origin of heaven and earth, the innate mysterious pattern on Luo Chuan's mind sea regained vitality, and the dan mist in front of the sky gate was no longer scattered, but compressed and condensed, gradually forming a round dan shape.

"The origin of the void?"

Luo Chuan's mind touched the origin and was slightly surprised.

Even in the memory of Jiulong Jun, he had not seen too many spiritual veins containing the origin of the void.

The formation of spiritual veins requires years of precipitation, and the vicissitudes of more than ten thousand years. And the void is not in the world, no matter from which angle, there should be no spiritual veins containing the origin of the void.

Luo Chuan was curious, and his mind probed again, came under the giant python, and sank into the ground.

Under the Yinchuan land, Luo Chuan saw a huge remains.

"Spider ghost demon?"

Luo Chuan was stunned, and soon understood.

This spiritual vein that is hundreds of miles long is formed by the remains of the spider ghost demon.

There is a legend that the spider ghost demon invaded Tiannan in the Seven Star Abyss and occupied the Seven Star Abyss. These spider ghosts came from the void, and naturally retained the void origin after falling. Ten thousand years of underground sedimentation preserved the void origin in their bodies.

It was also because the overall strength of the Tiannan region was too weak to stop the existence of strange monsters in the void. In the Tianchen Continent, once a strange monster from the void came in, any sect guardian could easily kill it.

"I actually used the void origin to cultivate the Tianmen... Never mind."

Luo Chuan eliminated all distracting thoughts and absorbed the void origin wholeheartedly.

Above the sea of ​​thoughts, the innate mysterious pattern that spanned the sky gradually gained a trace of chaotic aura. In front of the Tianmen. The mist continued to compress and condense, and it was only the last step away from condensing into a virtual pill.

At this time, Luo Chuan no longer hid it, and the Soul Hunter Immortal Job was used to its maximum power.

The composition of the void origin is complex, with void power, turbulence, thunder... complicated and chaotic. Luo Chuan swallowed it whole, and after four hours, the fog in front of the Tianmen finally stabilized.

Above the sea of ​​thoughts, the figure holding the mysterious pattern moved again. He was seen sitting cross-legged in the air. He formed a seal with his hands and pushed forward suddenly.

As a black innate mysterious pattern ran out from his palm, the sea of ​​thoughts was split into two pieces by the innate mysterious pattern, revealing a deep trench.

Buzz!

A wonderful breath rippled from the sky gate. In front of the sky gate, the mist finally condensed and stabilized completely. It only needed the last step to condense into a real pill.

But at this moment, the source of the spiritual vein was suddenly cut off.

Outside the cave, the giant python finally reacted. It stretched out its hand to block the spiritual vein.

Seeing that the spiritual vein was shortened by nearly thirty miles, the giant python was full of anger. This was the spiritual vein it had worked hard to find and prepared for production! After confronting the monks for more than half a month, the giant python had been full of anger for a long time. Now that the spiritual vein was being stolen, how could it bear it?

Suddenly raising its head, the giant python opened its mouth and roared.

Black wind with lightning and thunder spewed out of its mouth, its eight eyes radiated black light, and its long tail swept left and right.

In an instant, the mountains and rivers behind it collapsed, the Yin River fell, and there was chaos.

The 108 True Dan Realm monks who had been guarding it did not expect it to suddenly attack, and they were blown away by the huge force before they could launch the magic seal.

Thirty-two green shadow arms stretched out from the magic circle around the giant python and probed into the bulging belly of the giant python. The giant python was afraid, and eight arms protected its lower abdomen, roaring at the monks in the magic circle.

With its wisdom, it naturally knew the intentions of these monks, but on the one hand, it relied on its high magic power, and on the other hand, it was reluctant to leave the 100-mile spiritual vein, so it did not leave. After destroying more than ten mountains and rivers, the giant python gradually regained its calm, crawling on the ground while guarding the spiritual vein tightly, and vigilantly scanning the surroundings.

Seeing the giant python regain its calm, the monks who manipulated the formation breathed a sigh of relief and secretly sweated.

"What's going on? Hasn't this strange python been cast under the Pure Heart Curse?" The leader was a Nascent Soul First-level cultivator who had just been transferred from Yulinglong.

"I don't know. It has been very quiet these days. Who would have thought that it would suddenly go crazy?" The cultivator who was manipulating the magic array next to him smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"We must find out the reason. Lord Leng Shang has just reached a Taoist agreement with a Nascent Soul Third-level elder from Kunting Mountain. Soon, the elder will come to the Seven Star Wilderness to help us dig for spiritual veins. This giant python is not completely weak yet. There are still more than ten days left before it gives birth. Only then will its magic power fall below the Return to Void Realm. Before that, we must stabilize it."

As soon as the Nascent Soul cultivator finished speaking, another breath rose from behind him, as if it was pulled by the giant python. It was not powerful, but it revealed a mysterious and wonderful artistic conception.

"Who is it!"

A dozen cultivators guarding the array turned around in surprise and looked at the hilltop where Luo Chuan was, their eyes flickering and their faces showing murderous intent.

"An outsider has entered the maze."

"It was he who alarmed the strange python!"

"This person cannot be left alive." The Nascent Soul cultivator's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said to a cultivator guarding the formation: "Take out the spirit mirror and reflect this person's cultivation level."

The cultivator guarding the formation nodded, took out a black bronze mirror from the storage ring, pinched the seal with his hands, and chanted: "Quick!"

A black light poured out from the mirror, covering the twin peaks where Luo Chuan was.

Soon, the figure hidden in the mountain appeared in the mirror.

"There are two people." The cultivator guarding the formation was surprised.

"How is their cultivation level?" The Nascent Soul cultivator asked.

"One is at the second level of the True Dan, and the other is at the fourth level of the True Dan."

"You dare to covet the spirit vein before you even reach the Nascent Soul." The Nascent Soul cultivator sneered: "You guys go and kill the second level of the True Dan, and leave the fourth level of the True Dan to me."

Swoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

Nine balls of light rose from the top of the mountain and flew towards the two connected peaks.

Eight True Dan level 3 guarding monks rushed straight to the cave where Luo Chuan was, while the Nascent Soul cultivator had a ferocious face, and formed a seal with his hands. The magic power flowed out, and turned into a black big hand in the air, grabbing the mountain cave on the other side of Luo Chuan.

In the cave, Luo Chuan exhaled a breath of turbid air, moved his hands and feet that had not moved for five days and five nights, and recovered his blood.

Being interrupted at the last moment of the breakthrough, Luo Chuan felt a little depressed. However, as long as the spirit vein is still there, he can use the hunting spirit fairy job to complete the last step at any time.

At this time, Luo Chuan did not need to open his eyes, everything that happened in the thirty-mile area, no matter how big or small, automatically appeared in his mind.

As the Dan fog gradually stabilized, the range that Luo Chuan's Tianmen consciousness could "see" was expanded to thirty miles again. When the Tianmen True Dan was completely refined, the field of vision at that time might exceed thirty miles.

The gritting giant python, the ninety-mile spirit vein under the giant python, and the nine True Dan cultivators attacking him. The Infant Realm cultivator who was performing the magic... Luo Chuan could see everything with his Tianmen mind.

There was only one strange thing.

Although Luo Chuan found the cultivator in the cave next door, he could not see his figure and face clearly. The cultivator was wrapped in a group of extremely pure Yinchuan rotten air, tightly and airtight, becoming the only blind spot in Luo Chuan's Tianmen vision.

"Brother. Sorry."

Luo Chuan opened his eyes. Facing nine aggressive True Dan third-level cultivators. His figure flashed and appeared at the entrance of the cave.

"It's you! Luo, Luo, Luo..."

The nine guarding cultivators looked at Luo Chuan in surprise. They were all Leng Yuling's men. They had obtained the portrait of Luo Chuan's true appearance from Yu Linglong.

Luo Chuan didn't know how much commotion he had caused in the Seven Stars Chamber of Commerce three days ago. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a shock. Although there are many intrigues and fights among the various businesses in the Seven Stars Chamber of Commerce, there has never been a person like Luo Chuan who risked violating the forbidden law and made fourteen businesses lose face overnight.

"You, you, why are you here?" The leading guard monk was at a loss.

"Tell you, the old woman surnamed Leng will give you a reward?" Luo Chuan blinked and asked with a smile.

"Yes... no." The monk nodded first, then shook his head, with a sad face.

He broke into Tianqijing alone, broke through the Daozun Academy, and attacked fourteen businesses at night. For these True Dan realm monks, Luo Chuan is absolutely a terrifying existence.

"It's a pity that you can't get the reward even if there is one."

Luo Chuan's body was suspended in the air, and he pinched an unpredictable seal in his hand. His eyes were filled with chaotic clouds, and one palm pressed upwards.

The Great Seal of the Heavens. Chaos Kunpeng Heaven!

The huge palm shadow transformed into a chaotic dark cloud, overwhelming and pressing towards the nine True Dan monks.

Dense cracks appeared on the huge mountain.

In a blink of an eye, the mountain broke in the middle, the top of the mountain fell, and was penetrated by the palm force, exploding into thousands of pieces of rubble wrapped in energy, spinning and flying towards the nine True Dan realm monks.

The chaotic dark clouds pressed down, covering the panicked monks begging for mercy, and crushing them into minced meat.

Luo Chuan withdrew his hand, without sadness or joy, nor a trace of pity.

On the road of pursuing the way, unknowingly, his state of mind became more and more calm.

At this moment, Luo Chuan's peripheral vision appeared a gray giant statue over a hundred feet high.

"Dharma image? Not like..."

Luo Chuan turned his head and saw a three-headed and six-armed humanoid monster appearing in the air, like a Dharma image, but also like a real existence with life. Its aura surpassed the Nascent Soul Realm, and the magic power around it flowed, and it appeared above the head of the Nascent Soul First-level monk in a blink of an eye.

The Nascent Soul monk hit the air with a magic move and raised his head in surprise.

Before he could react, a three-headed, six-armed humanoid monster grabbed the mountain, and with its six arms, it swung its afterimages and slammed heavily at the Nascent Soul cultivator. The Nascent Soul cultivator from Yu Linglong was crushed before he could react.

The Dao Infant flew out of his body, screamed horribly, and fled far away.

Whoosh!

A figure as fast as lightning flew out of the cave, along with a long, dark gray and bloody sword.

The long sword slashed across the gray sky, slinging a hundred-foot sword shadow, splitting the Dao Infant in half.

The man stopped in the air and turned his head.

He was dressed in a black robe, with long hair and a beautiful face that looked a little cold under the gray clouds of Yinchuan.

Perhaps due to excessive consumption of vitality, an abnormal blush appeared on the man's pale face.

Seeing the man clearly, Luo Chuan was stunned.

The man looked at Luo Chuan and was also stunned. A strange look appeared on his face, and he cursed in a low voice: "Damn it! What the hell!"

"You are so excited to see your uncle. Grandson! Why did you come here?" Luo Chuan also cursed.

"Who is the grandson?"

"If you owe money, you are still a grandson! I'm talking about you!"

"Luo Chuan! Are you looking for death?"

"Why, do you want to default on your debt? I said Ning Tianxing, when will you pay back the 1.2 billion Yin coins?"

"What 1.2 billion coins? Why don't I understand what you are talking about?"

"Turtle grandson! You really want to default on your debt!"

Looking at Luo Chuan and Ning Tianxing who were cursing at each other like shrews, the remaining guarding monks and the demon-sealing monks were all dumbfounded, and then they turned pale and panicked. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!