Supreme Immortal Demon

"I am your creditor." Luo Chuan said, "Since you are reluctant to pay, pay with your life."

Ning Tong was stunned, then laughed, his face full of absurdity: "Do you still want to kill me? Ordinary people, even if you have a little ability, don't be too arrogant. If you offend this young master, your good calculations will end!"

Luo Chuan smiled silently, but his body movements did not stop, like a snake and a dragon, marching straight to Ning Tong.

The fight just now exposed Ning Tong's murderous intentions for him. If it weren't for Luo Chuan's adventure in the Hejun Cave, cultivating the immortal version of the water escape technique, and then obtaining the nameless heart method, he would have been a cold corpse at this moment.

He and Ning Tong met in a foreign land, without any grudges or hatred. The reason for fighting was, in the final analysis, just to compete for a follower.

Before setting foot on the immortal path, Luo Chuan yearned for it. But when he really set foot on this road, Luo Chuan found that everything was different from what he had imagined before.

Perhaps it is the same everywhere in this world, the same law of the jungle, full of all kinds of injustice. The same is true for cultivating immortals and asking for the way. Among a hundred people cultivating immortals, ninety-nine die, and one person achieves the way.

Among the ninety-nine, half are killed by fellow Taoists.

But I don’t know how many injustices I will encounter and how many unfair people I will kill on my future path of attaining the Tao?

Beside the Yinchuan Road, the long grass blows with the wind.

The young man turned into a water shadow, like a river god, but there was a trace of human light in his eyes. It was the look of killing, dark and cold, making people panic.

"Stop it quickly!"

"Mr. Chuan, please listen to me."

"No fight, no acquaintance. The two of you are just fighting for your temper. It’s not good to cause a death."

The cultivators all sensed Luo Chuan’s murderous intentions and flew to stop him. After all, Ning Tong is a disciple of the Ning family and the ninth-grade sect Baodui Mountain. He is a fellow cultivator in the Tiannan cultivation world. If he is killed in front of him, they will not be well-off when they are investigated.

"Shameless!" Lu Ping sneered.

"No fight, no acquaintance? Ha, you are more shameless than Master Li." Li Quanfu sneered.

Facing the interception of several third-level foundation-building cultivators, Luo Chuan let out a long roar and accelerated his feet.

"Mr. Chuan, don't be impulsive. We are doing this for your own good. It is better to resolve a feud than to make one. You will enter the Tiannan Immortal Path sooner or later." A cultivator forced a smile, but his eyes were fixed on Luo Chuan's trajectory, and he was pinching the magic in his hands.

"For my own good? Why didn't you stop him when he wanted to kill me?"

Luo Chuan smiled coldly, and when he lowered his head again, his eyes were cold, but his body turned from a water shadow into a raging fire, melting the ice formula released by a cultivator.

The faces of the cultivators changed drastically!

No one expected that this secular boy actually mastered two entry-level magics at the same time.

Compared with the surprise of the younger cultivators, the half-step wanderers and wanderers laughed silently, gloating, and stepped back a few steps outside the circle with joy.

The fire column shot up into the sky, like a fire dragon leaping into the night sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When he reappeared, Luo Chuan was standing in front of Ning Tong, his body turned into flowing fire, and his fist was like a flying fire meteor, falling directly on Ning Tong's face!

Ning Tong never thought that Luo Chuan would dare to come, and before he could react, he was knocked away by a punch.

Luo Chuan rushed forward, almost sticking to Ning Tong, his flaming hair flying in the night.

The brow bone and nose bone were all broken, and blood was dripping. The arrogant Ning Tong was pale before. He wanted to scream in pain, but suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. .

Looking up in a daze, Ning Tong's heartbeat almost jumped to his throat when he looked at the boy in the firelight. It was not until then that he realized that his life was in the hands of this earthly boy.

The last bit of spirit was gone, Ning Tong no longer had the slightest "immortal" demeanor, and his performance was even worse than that of a mortal child. He trembled all over and moaned: "Don't, don't, don't kill me."

Through those begging eyes, Luo Chuan saw resentment and hatred. In an instant, Luo Chuan thought of Pang Guan and Liu Shaoyang, and the chant of the nameless mind method echoed in his mind.

If he let this man go today, he would be retaliated a thousand times in the future.

"I gave you a chance."

Ignoring the monks' shouts to stop him, Luo Chuan's arm swept across the afterimage, and an ordinary palm slapped down, revealing a momentum of overwhelming pressure.

Bang!

Ning Tong's head was shattered by Luo Chuan's palm wrapped in fire magic, and the bones and flesh separated, like sparks flying. The neck sank three inches and sank into the chest cavity, and the body collapsed. The immortal spirit that proved his identity dissipated with his fall.

Yinchuan Road was on the left, and there was silence.

Staring at Luo Chuan's back and the body at his feet, the foundation-building cultivators were a little dazed for a while.

"You... you actually killed him!"

"Do you know who he is? He is a member of the Ning family! A disciple of the ninth-rank Baodui Mountain!"

"For a little money, you actually killed your fellow Taoists. With your demonic nature, no immortal sect will accept you no matter how talented you are. Even if you enter the immortal path, you can't escape the three disasters and nine calamities!"

"Just wait for the revenge of the Ning family and Baodui Mountain!"

A group of cultivators pointed at Luo Chuan's back, speaking angrily and without restraint. Among them, there were naturally many third-level foundation-building cultivators whose strength was not weaker than Luo Chuan, but no one stepped forward to stand up for Ning Tong. No matter how fierce the scolding was, it could not cover up their indifference.

"I didn't expect that I was wrong." Under the feather crown and black hair, the Taoist nun's eyes were a little confused.

"It has been many years since a warrior killed a cultivator. If the news spreads, I am afraid that the thousands of large and small sects in Tiannan will have a small sensation again." The man sighed.

The Taoist nun shuddered and looked at the man in surprise: "Brother, what you are saying is that it has happened before... This is impossible!"

"The Emperor's Sword of Tiannan traveled eastward to shake up the Immortal Dynasty." There was a different emotion in the man's voice: "Because of his rise, our Tiannan region has jumped thousands of places. Just based on his achievements and reputation, once Entering the top 100 in the Thousand Domains List.”

"Tiannan Emperor's sword, travel eastward to shake up the Immortal Dynasty!" The Taoist nun chanted the poem. Even as a woman, she felt her heart surge: "Brother, who is he?"

"You have only been in the immortal path for more than thirty years, and you are busy practicing on weekdays. It is normal not to know his origins." The man suddenly smiled: "But his name must be familiar to you."

"Brother, please stop showing off."

"He is Li Xuangan. The former emperor of the Tang Dynasty."

"Li Xuangan, the number one in Tiannan Immortal Dao, actually served as the imperial master of a secular country!" the Taoist nun said in surprise.

"Based on the population area, the number of mountains and rivers, the number of ancient caves discovered every hundred years, and the number of immortal seedlings and San people produced, the Tang Kingdom can only be regarded as a small and medium-sized country. The Ning family, the God of Wealth, controlled three small countries. Which of the Xia Zhou Dynasty and Tiannan Seven Sects did not control the resources of dozens of countries? If it were not for Li Xuangan, how could a small Tang country escape the fate of being controlled by the Xianjia Taoist Sect and still have the entrance to the deserted city of Yinchuan? ." The man laughed.

Without saying a word, the Taoist nun picked up the man and walked towards the entrance of Yinchuan Road: "Then what are you waiting for? Don't let this good seedling be snatched away by those six sects again!"

"Hongyin, have you forgotten business?" The man smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"This person is extremely talented. Such a talent has not appeared in our Kongshan Mountain Realm for many years! Take this Monument Sea Enlightenment Conference as an example, only eleven places were allocated to us in the Kongshan Mountain Realm, and the other six major sects There are fourteen of them! If this continues, even if I don’t get demoted, I will be crushed to death by the other six major sects, and I will never be able to get ahead again!" The Taoist nun’s voice was filled with urgency.

"Okay, let's get acquainted with him first. As for getting started, we should wait until we enter Wuhua City to report to Master Ming and wait for her to make a decision. But having said that, I'm also very curious about who Mr. Sichuan is. What kind of saint, what kind of secular family can cultivate such a person?" The man finally compromised.

Luo Chuan didn't take the threats from the monks to heart at all.

"Let's go to Wuhua City." Luo Chuan waved his hand. For a long time, he didn't wait for a response from Li Quanfu and Lu Ping.

Luo Chuan turned around and saw Li Quanfu and Lu Ping sneaking in and out of Ningtong's team, looking for something.

"Haha, I found it." Not long after, Li Quanfu hugged the wooden box and laughed loudly: "A lot of Yin coins! This is going to be distributed!"

Seeing this, Luo Chuan shook his head: "Little Lizi, take out 10,000 Yin coins and get on your way."

"Ten thousand? There's more than 10,000 here!" Li Quanfu was a little unwilling, but he quickly lost his battle under Luo Chuan's playful eyes and muttered to count the money.

"It's true that he is motivated by wealth, killing people and getting goods!"

"This Mr. Chuan's behavior is so despicable, he is no different from a monster!"

The disciples of the Xian family were cursing and looking at each other with disdain. Although there were six masters of the third level of foundation building among them, none of these six people came forward to trouble Luo Chuan. They just stared at him.

Luo Chuan ignored it and asked the stupid servant for pen and ink Zhu Dan, and wrote on Ning Tong's body: "If you don't repay your debt, you will pay with your life."

After thinking about it, Luo Chuan wrote crookedly: "Okay, ten thousand Yin coins have been withdrawn. The debt owed has been written off."

The surroundings fell silent, and the monks broke out in cold sweat as they looked at Luo Chuan, who would not stop until he was sickened to death. Ten thousand Yin coins, for the wealthy Ning family, is probably not enough to cover the expenses of a family disciple for half a year. The young master of the God of Wealth's family had his head chopped off and killed alive because he owed someone else half a year's pocket money... It would be strange if a branch of the Ning family didn't go crazy if they found out!

"Why only take 10,000?"

A faint voice sounded from behind. Luo Chuan turned his head and saw the Taoist and the Taoist nun. In fact, he had discovered this pair of Taoist men and women whose demeanor was incompatible with the people around them and who were obviously aloof.

"I said before that he only owes me ten thousand." Luo Chuan said while sizing up the two people.

There is nothing to say about the man's immortal demeanor. What's more valuable is that he has a calm attitude, a smile on his face, and is cordial and sincere. He is completely different from the attitude of the disciples of the Immortal family around him. The woman's appearance is elegant, and she is also beautiful and refined, far away from the world of mortals.

Perhaps it was because of comparison with the surrounding Xian family disciples that Luo Chuan had a favorable impression after just one glance.

"Did you kill him for these ten thousand Yin coins?" the man asked.

"Of course not. It's because he wants to kill me." Luo Chuan shrugged his shoulders and said calmly.

The man smiled and was noncommittal about Luo Chuan's answer: "You should be able to see that he has a strong background and an extraordinary background. Aren't you afraid of revenge?"

"Haha, I'm not worried about myself yet, but you're worried about me first. Do you know their names?" Luo Chuan asked.

While they were talking, Li Quanfu and Lu Ping had already walked back carrying half a box of Yin coins. Li Quanfu grinned widely, with a smug look on his face, showing no trace of the demeanor of the former martial arts master. Although Lu Ping was well-behaved, half a box of coins, worth more than 100,000 gold cakes, made him breathe heavily and his eyes were dull.