Supreme Immortal Demon

"I'm in trouble, you're reluctant to come." Luo Chuan didn't open his eyes.

"Hehe."

The green-robed man smiled: "You're already Master Luo, but you're still so shameless... What kind of trouble is this?"

With his signature lazy smile on his face, Qin Jiatian raised his head and glanced at the four people on the top of the city.

"Who wants to die first among the four of you?"

Luo Chuan's eyebrows jumped. This was the first time he heard Qin Jiatian speak in this tone.

Luo Chuan had never seen Qin Jiatian like this before.

"Who are you?" The young general was as if he was facing a great enemy.

"The head of the empty mountain realm, Qin Jiatian."

"Empty mountain realm?" Lu Daoran frowned, a trace of strangeness on his face, and looked at the head of the Qiu group.

After a blink of an eye, Lu Daoran was stunned.

The only female cultivator in the six Taoist canons, the head of the Qiu group, who was always cold and arrogant, looked at the green-robed man inexplicably, her face changed, and it seemed that she could not suppress her emotions at the moment.

Under Qin Jiatian's playful gaze, Qiu Bu Shou's delicate body trembled, clasped his hands together, his eyelids drooped, and he said respectfully: "Greetings, big brother."

The other three Daozangs, including the little monster, were all stunned!

Those who could become the Six Daozangs were all amazing and had great potential in their respective forces. After obtaining the title of the Six Daozangs, they even broke away from their previous sects and directly obtained cultivation resources from the Tiannan Law Enforcement Alliance and obeyed the Law Enforcement Alliance.

As one of the Six Daozangs, Qiu Bu Shou actually respected his peers in the previous sect so much, and his words were full of undisguised awe, which made the other three people shocked.

"Forgot the Empty Mountain Realm. But you still remember me, which is rare." Qin Jiatian smiled.

Qiu Bu Shou's body trembled. He gritted his teeth and raised his head, staring at Qin Jiatian, with nostalgia, reluctance, and a hint of determination in his eyes.

"The gift just now was to express my gratitude for your guidance. Without your guidance, I would never have achieved what I have today. I have nothing to do with the Empty Mountain Realm, and my friendship with you... ends here!"

"Well. Your ambitions are always so big." Qin Jiatian's eyes were calm: "Let me see how much progress you have made now."

After the words fell, Qin Jiatian appeared on the top of the South City, floating and slapping.

Luo Chuan opened his eyes.

The moment Qin Jiatian waved his robe sleeves, Luo Chuan felt that the whole world was taken into his sleeves, and the huge Sifang Fairy City. It also shook slightly with the swing of his arms.

The way of the unity of heaven and man is that man borrows the power of heaven.

Heaven, earth and man are the three talents. Man is in heaven and earth, heaven and earth are one, and they should be mixed.

However, under Qin Jiatian's palm. Faintly, a world is created!

He does not borrow the power of heaven and earth, but lets heaven and earth borrow his hand. Among the three talents, he is the great trend, and he should be the Hunyuan!

This state of mind has far surpassed the unity of heaven and man in the Tiannan cultivation world!

Lu Daoran. The young general, including You Beitian. All showed a look of horror.

He is indeed a big chest.

Luo Chuan closed his eyes and admired in his heart.

Qin Jiatian's state of mind is not inferior to any state of mind that Luo Chuan has encountered. I don't know who is higher or lower compared to his immortal and demon state of mind!

In the empty mountain world, the big-chested Qin Jiatian, no one knows his origin and origin, but he is the most unfathomable one among the people Luo Chuan knows, and he has not been able to see through it so far.

Bang!

With a loud bang, Qiu Bu Shou vomited blood and was thrown out without suspense.

The four cities rotated, and Qin Jiatian fought with the remaining three Daozang one by one.

Lu Daoran's fate was the same as Qiu Bu Shou, and he was thrown out heavily. The young general did not last a move and was slapped away by Qin Jiatian. Even the little monster in Tianhua Palace retreated five steps, his face was extremely solemn.

The four cities rotated, and it was another round of battle!

Qin Jiatian, who once swept the ten young masters of Tiannan, was silent because he did not obey the arrangement of the elders. After more than ten years, he once again stepped onto the big stage of the Tiannan cultivation world.

This time, his first opponent was the Four Daozang!

Outside Sifang Street, there was silence, and the cultivators were quiet again.

In Sifang Immortal City, a strange cultivator stood in front of Luo Chuan, fighting one against four, and fighting the Four Daozang. After three incense sticks, although his vitality was constantly depleted, his feet still did not move half an inch.

"Who is he?"

"I don't know. I can't hear what they are saying."

"This person is so strong! Oh my God! He is so strong!"

"I didn't expect that besides Zhou Buchen, Master Luo actually has such a powerful confidant. If Master Luo hadn't been robbed today, who would have known that there is such a person in Tiannan Territory... At Master Luo's level, the circle he associates with is indeed different!"

"What a pity. Even if there is one more person, it is impossible to break the Four Directions Immortal City. To break this formation, there must be four people with similar cultivation strength and higher than the formation master. Although Tiannan Territory is large, there are only a few top figures of the younger generation. Where can you find so many!"

The monks were talking in a low voice, and at this moment, a low cough came from a distance.

The cough was not very loud, but gradually, the monks only felt that the sound of rain became smaller, but it was suppressed by the cough.

Everyone turned their heads to look.

A figure slowly walked down the long street under the night rain.

The man was wearing an old black Taoist robe. The robe was of high quality, but it looked like it had not been changed for a long time, and it was stained with dust and looked shabby.

The young man was handsome, but because of his pale face, he looked as if he had a serious illness or was seriously injured and had not recovered yet.

On his shoulder, there was a dark gray long sword, and in the center of his eyebrows, there was a twisted pattern, like a third eye.

The monks did not speak, their eyes were filled with awe, pity, and curiosity.

As the man approached, everyone involuntarily separated.

The man raised his head, folded his arms, and looked leisurely at the Sifang Immortal City at the junction of Central and Sheung Wan. A complex expression appeared on his pale face, as if he was smiling, but more like gloating.

Everyone was curious, and suddenly saw the man's long sword in hand, and suddenly chopped it down.

In the Sifang Immortal City, the four cities rotated. It was Lu Daoran's turn to attack Qin Jiatian.

Before Lu Daoran could make a move, his face suddenly changed.

The blood axe changed its move halfway. Blocked upwards.

A dark gray long sword cut through the rain curtain in the sky, shattered the immortal city array, and chopped it down fiercely.

Bang!

The sword and axe collided, and Lu Daoran's body shook violently. In the end, he could not stand and flew backwards.

The man took back the sword, coughed a few more times, and walked into the Sifang Immortal City.

"Is he also a good friend of Master Luo? This is impossible!"

"He actually came to Zhoujing too!"

"I had guessed that he would come. He is homeless. He used to be a prince, but now he is just a casual cultivator. He can only rely on himself to obtain resources."

Outside the Sifang Immortal City, the discussion of the cultivators drifted into Luo Chuan's ears.

Opening his eyes, Luo Chuan saw the downtrodden man who appeared beside him.

"Why are you here too?"

"I'm afraid you will die early and I can't pay you back."

"Don't come here, you obviously came to see me laugh. But looking at you like this. It seems that you are not doing well. Why, you still have money to pay me back?"

"I'll help you fight today, and it's considered as paying it back."

"You wish. At most, the interest will be waived."

"Luo Chuan, your uncle!"

Listening to the familiar bickering between the two, the expressions of the major general, Lu Daoran and Qiu Bu Shou became more solemn.

In the Sifang Immortal City. There is another person beside Luo Chuan. This person is none other than the Marquis of Di Ming, Ning Tianxing, who has been making a lot of noise in the Tiannan cultivation world recently!

"Ning Tianxing! Why are you here to get involved in this mess? For a woman, you have become a dog without a home. For the sake of our old acquaintance, I advise you not to cause trouble again." The young general stared at Ning Tianxing.

"Brother Ning. If I remember correctly, you and Luo Chuan seem to be enemies." Lu Daoran looked at Ning Tianxing in surprise, and then smiled: "Although your young Marquis Ning is no longer the same as before, there is no need to befriend Luo Chuan. You are not afraid of being calculated by him, and he will also be worried about being calculated by you."

"You talk too much nonsense. This marquis will definitely get involved in this mess."

Ning Tianxing's eyes were filled with thick gloom, and he drew his long sword again. This time he took the young general!

Luo Chuan looked up and nodded secretly.

After more than half a year, Ning Tianxing's strength has improved by more than one level compared to when he was in Qixingyuanye, and his cultivation skills are infinitely close to the Nascent Soul Realm.

Compared with his time in Tianqijing, his swordsmanship has also improved by leaps and bounds, as if he had washed away all the lead and dross, and no longer had those cumbersome moves in the past. With one strike of the sword, he was ethereal and showed his true nature, filled with pure Yinhuang artistic conception.

It seems that Ning Tianxing must have encountered a major change, otherwise it would be impossible to break and then stand up, and to comprehend a new way.

"Haha. Good sword." Qin Jiatian also praised.

With one strike of the sword, Yin and Yang were separated, but Yin was outside and Yang was inside.

The Yinhuang artistic conception was wrapped in the blazing Yang energy and burst out.

Boom!

The swords and halberds collided, but Ning Tianxing did not move at all. The young general lost his strength after fighting for a long time and took a step back.

"After three days of separation, I really look at you with new eyes." Luo Chuan gave a thumbs up.

Ning Tianxing snorted, and he was quite satisfied that he could fight the second young general of the Six Daozang with one sword, and he had the upper hand.

The two looked at each other and smiled rarely, but Ning Tianxing smiled a little coldly.

Everyone inside and outside Sifang Xiancheng was stunned, looking at Luo Chuan and Ning Tianxing strangely, feeling it was ridiculous.

Rumor has it that Luo Chuan and Ning Tianxing were mortal enemies. But the two of them looked like they were not mortal enemies, but had a tacit understanding and trust each other.

How could the Four Daozang know that Luo Chuan and Ning Tianxing had once ventured into the Seven Star Abyss together, and both had many opportunities to kill each other, but in the end they did not do it.

This trust came from life and death. Wealth and honor are not spoken, but adversity reveals them.

"Why are you so cold? I'll treat you to a drink after the fight is over." Luo Chuan said.

"You must drink flower wine! How can I be absent from flower wine! Hahaha..."

A long whistle came from a distance.

A surging wave appeared in the air, sweeping across the long street and rushing straight into Sifang Street.

The heavy rain was bounced up high by the wave, breaking into pieces in mid-air, and each raindrop was broken into hundreds of smaller raindrops.

The white robe was stained with blood, the eyes were dark, and the sword fairy with a heart of waves, Zhou Buchen, arrived!