Supreme Immortal Demon

Luo Chuan's body swayed, and he appeared behind the demon seal on the left.

His speed was too fast, and the Suanni was chopped down by Luo Chuan from behind before he could react. The Suanni on the right leaped into the air, spewing flames and rushing towards Luo Chuan. Before he got close, a Dan Gang hand emerged from the air and grabbed it down.

With both hands subduing a Suanni, Luo Chuan's mind flashed the essence of the demon seal immortal position. His ten fingers flicked, like a dead butterfly dancing at night, with a lingering aura and a hint of desolation.

The Suanni roared and screamed under Luo Chuan's hands, struggling desperately, but to no avail.

Not long after, their spiritual energy dropped rapidly, and soon consumed, turning back into the original stone sculpture.

"Just right. The two brothers always have to protect the demon seal in front of the mausoleum." Luo Chuan whispered, stuffed the demon seal into the storage ring, and then turned around and walked towards another long street.

"Bold Luo Chuan! Stay and seal the demon!" An angry shout was heard in the Chen Family Taoist Mansion.

Luo Chuan ignored it and strode forward.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Cranes flew out from the Chen Family Taoist Mansion, and on their backs stood a fourth-level True Dan cultivator. The cultivators watching from a distance roughly counted and saw that there were more than 500 cranes flying out of the Chen Family Taoist Mansion. The cultivators on the backs of the cranes were either holding flying swords or manipulating magic tools.

"Don't run!"

"Stay and seal the demon!"

The cultivators of the Chen Family Taoist Mansion shouted loudly, but no one chose to get close. Almost all of them released magic from a distance, shooting flying swords and magic tools.

When Luo Chuan challenged five Taoist halls in a row before, he relied on the strength of his physical body to kill in and out.

How could the Great Zhou cultivators not know that Luo Chuan's physical body was strong? If they went forward to fight in close combat, it would only be a humiliation.

In the afternoon of Zhoujing, I don't know when. The sun disappeared.

Dark clouds covered the sky above Zhou Jing, and the cold wind blew, revealing a hint of chill.

In a blink of an eye, thunder sounded, and rain poured down from the sky. The clouds seemed to have cracked, and the rain became heavier and heavier, pouring down.

In the clattering rain, more than 500 flying swords and magic weapons. Wrapped with great power, like a surging wave, swept towards Luo Chuan.

On the long street of the Chen Family Dao Mansion, a young man in a white robe carried two coffins on his shoulders and walked alone.

The waves of flying swords and magic weapons were overwhelming and crushed, like a surging "huge wave".

Luo Chuan's footsteps were as steady as ever. Along the avenue, he walked towards another long street. The "huge wave" was surging, but it seemed to be always stepped on by him, like a huge mountain in the sea, unable to shake it at all.

Back to the ancient Tiannan region, when crossing the chaotic star sea. Luo Chuan practiced his skills all the way. In the end, Luo Chuan and Zi Yun were able to rely on the ubiquitous balance between heaven and earth, and with almost no big movements, they could control the boat and sail on the huge waves.

This state of mind is much better than what Luo Chuan learned from Gu Yuefeng two years ago.

Every step he took seemed careless, but every time he raised his foot and flicked his sleeves, he was secretly controlling the "huge waves". No matter how big and turbulent the waves were, he was walking on flat ground.

A strange picture appeared in front of the Chen family's Taoist mansion.

The white-robed boy paced in the turbulence of flying swords and magic weapons, safe and sound, even like a fish in water.

Turning to the corner of the street, Luo Chuan stopped.

In the pouring rain, the white-robed boy stood with the coffin, and his robe sleeves swayed in the whistling wind.

The "huge waves" formed by more than 500 magic weapons and flying swords were like a huge snake belt, surrounding Luo Chuan, and fluctuating up and down with the rhythm of the robe sleeves.

The monks watching from a distance were horrified, and the disciples and immortal guards of the Chen family's Taoist temple were even more uneasy and anxious.

The flying sword and magic weapon were used, but they found that the connection between them and the flying sword and magic weapon was being eroded and replaced by another strange force. That force was like a swamp, and as time went on, it invaded the flying sword and magic weapon little by little.

When they reacted, they found that the flying sword and magic weapon had fallen into the hands of the white-robed boy!

Looking at Luo Chuan again, the monks were worried.

In the past, in Tianqijing, Master Luo broke through the Daozun Academy and ranked second on the Qingxian List. Although the monks in Zhoujing heard about it, they did not admit it.

It was not until they saw Luo Chuan's ability with their own eyes that the monks in Zhoujing finally admitted it!

This person's strength is far higher than the monks of the same generation, even beyond the scope of the fourth level of the True Dan, leaving his peers far behind.

In the past, the Tianqi Jing Dao Zunyuan was beaten from head to toe because of his anger, and its reputation for a thousand years was destroyed. Is the past going to repeat itself in today's Zhou Jing?

"No need to send me off."

Luo Chuan's voice sounded.

In the strong wind and heavy rain, the sleeves of his robe trembled with the sound of rain.

Luo Chuan's eyes were half turbid and half clear.

The world has yin and yang, and the human body has clear and turbid. Yin and yang nourish the Tao, and clear and turbid prove the true nature.

Luo Chuan's body rose straight up half a foot and floated in the air. His movement broke the balance of the flying swords and magic tools in the air!

The way of skills is based on balance.

Once the balance was broken, from the original extreme balance to extreme chaos, the two contradictory artistic conceptions and forces collided with each other, and more than 500 flying swords and magic tools trembled, like exploding volcanic magma, and in a blink of an eye, they flew out in all directions!

Luo Chuan's robe sleeves fluttered in the wind, and a sense of momentum shot out from his sleeves, but it turned into five hundred in mid-air, catching up with the five hundred flying swords and magic weapons.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh... whoosh!

In the heavy rain in Zhoujing, the flying swords and magic weapons seemed to have eyes, and they flew back fiercely towards their original owners.

From the time Luo Chuan stopped until the hundred soldiers attacked, it was only a moment, all in one go.

Another moment later, the children and immortal guards of the Chen family were hit one after another and fell from the back of the Tiantou Crane. Some vomited blood, some fainted. In front of the Chen family's Taoist mansion, the ground was full of wounded people, and the scene was horrible.

From the Chen family's Taoist mansion, an old sigh sounded.

"Go back... This boy is very good at taking advantage of the situation. Among his peers, no one can stop this boy's momentum except that person."

That person?

The monks on the long street were stunned, and then reacted.

Yes, that person is also in Zhoujing!

The first talent in Tiannan Territory for three hundred years. He has made a series of legendary achievements and is far ahead of the other five people in the six Taoist canons. He is also in Zhoujing!

Perhaps he is the only one who can stop Luo Chuan!

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and there is a hint of coldness in the rain in late autumn.

In the cold wind and rain, more and more monks are following Luo Chuan from a distance.

In the whole afternoon, starting from Qingshui Street, Luo Chuan has carried the coffin and walked through 28 long streets. He has penetrated 78 Taoist temples and 20 Taoist temples of immortals. He still needs two more to collect 100 funeral objects.

On Dongtian Avenue, where the second and third ring roads of Zhoujing meet, nearly a thousand cultivators are watching from afar in front of the second-grade Longjia Taoist Temple. In addition to the cultivators in the foundation building realm and the true elixir realm, there are also many cultivators in the first stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.

Longjia Taoist Temple. This is the 99th Taoist temple of immortals that Luo Chuan has entered.

Longjia Taoist Temple ranks 18th in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and three of its disciples are among the top ten of the younger generation in Zhoujing.

"Damn the rules! The Nascent Soul Realm cannot take action! Otherwise, how can he be so arrogant!" A True Dan Realm cultivator with scars on his face cursed in the crowd.

The Taoist temple he was in was just penetrated by Luo Chuan, and a spiritual object was taken away.

"The rules were set by Taizu. Even the emperor of the time, or even the state master, cannot violate them." Another Great Zhou cultivator looked at the Long Family Dao Mansion, with a hint of hidden admiration in his eyes: "I have heard of Luo Chuan's name for a long time, but I always thought it was exaggerated. Today, I see that his reputation is well-deserved."

"It's also the fault of the young general. He annoyed Luo Chuan himself! But let us bear the consequences!"

"Shh, keep your voice down. The ring is ahead, and the first Dao Mansion is Tongtian Mansion."

"What are you afraid of! Even if the young general is in person, I will say this."

"The next Tongtian Mansion is exactly the 100th Dao Mansion. But Master Luo has been in the Long Family Dao Mansion for three incense sticks, and he hasn't come out yet."

"The three sons of the Long Family are not easy to mess with. According to their true strength, they may enter the top ten of the Qingxian List, or even higher. Luo Chuan has been fighting all the way, and it is inevitable that his power will be consumed. If he stops at the Long Family Dao Mansion, it is normal."

The cultivators on the long street were still discussing, and at this moment, a roar came from the Long Family Dao Mansion.

The powerful magic power burst out from the Taoist Mansion, rising to the sky, tearing through the void, turning into a column of brilliant light, piercing through the rain curtain, and shooting straight into the sky.

After the roar, the Long Family Taoist Mansion was completely silent.

The rain was dripping, and the monks outside the long street also fell silent.

After a long while, someone whispered: "Something big happened! The Long Family Taoist Mansion actually used magic power! Could it be that some Nascent Soul cultivator violated the ban!"

"Maybe. A second-grade Taoist Mansion like the Long Family Taoist Mansion has Nascent Soul Realm warriors, and it also has privileges."

"It actually forced the Nascent Soul warriors to take action... Master Luo has no regrets."

The monks whispered, with complicated expressions, some relieved, and some regretful.

The Nascent Soul cultivator has already taken action, and no matter how amazing and magical Luo Chuan is, there is only one way to go.

Just as the monks turned around and prepared to leave, footsteps came from the Long Family Taoist Mansion.

Bang!

A white bare foot stepped over the threshold, shook twice, and stood firmly.

The monks watching were struck by lightning and nailed to the spot.

The young monk who had been carrying the coffin all the way walked out of the Long family's Taoist temple. His shirt was torn into pieces, and bloodstains appeared on his skin. He was recovering at a very slow speed.

After breaking into ninety-nine Taoist temples, his breath was declining rapidly, and his eyes were not as bright as before.

But the two coffins were carried steadily on his shoulders.

As Luo Chuan walked out of the Long family's Taoist temple, the long street was boiling.

The monks of Zhou Jing looked at Luo Chuan with complicated expressions, with hatred, admiration, and admiration in their eyes.

The rain hit Luo Chuan and rebounded a layer of water mist.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Chuan walked towards Shanghuan not far away.

In front of Shanghuan, there stood a mansion that towered to the sky.

That was also the last Taoist temple Luo Chuan visited, the Great Zhou Tongtian Mansion.

At this moment, many of the monks watching suddenly changed their expressions, as they suddenly remembered something.

"I remember that there is a square street in front of Tongtian Mansion."

"Do you still remember that fairy ballad?"

"Of course I remember, two hundred years ago, my ancestor mentioned it... Square Street, Square City, the emperor descended and the purple star was born. Purple Star Map, Purple Star Gourd, looking back at the way home in front of Wanghai Cliff."