Supreme Immortal Demon

The yin and yang big handprints are wrapped in boundless pure yin chill, passing through the long street, covering the demon!

The magician was too motionless, and the magic circle was like a thin layer of paper, easily blown apart by the cold wind! Suddenly, her whole body was frozen, and from a distance, she looked like an ice sculpture!

Behind the Demon Master, Elder Duan and Hong Peak Master were also frozen. Although not as serious as the Demon Master, they were unable to move.

The man in the boat did not make a move for three years, but once he did, the elder masters of the empty mountain world would never come back. One against three, it's just like a real game.

The ice layer with purple light was gradually sealing the three of them from head to toe. Once the ice sculpture is completely sealed, even the powerful Guixu cannot break it!

There is only one result of forcibly removing the ice sculpture: the physical body collapses and the true baby explodes!

On the streets in all directions, the frozen monks looked sympathetically towards the empty mountain realm.

The monks with a little bit of brains could vaguely guess something.

The Grand Master of the Zhou Dynasty did not take action earlier or later, but he chose this juncture to take action against the elders of the Kongku Mountain Realm. The moment he made his move, it was the powerful Yin-Yang Hand Seal that shocked the southern cultivation world!

His intention couldn't be more obvious, he clearly wanted to keep the elders of Kongkushan Realm in Zhoujing!

The Tiannan cultivation world seems to be in chaos again!

There is a moon in the cold weather, and the moon sets over the long street.

The three ice sculptures in the empty mountain world are about to seal the last gap.

The light of the bright moon suddenly dimmed, and a fiery breath suddenly emerged from somewhere on the long street!

It was like a flame in the sea of ​​ice, gathering all the heat. Break through the ice!

Bang!

In the frozen ice street scroll, a figure rises!

All the Huaying cultivators turned around and were shocked.

The coldness of the yin and yang mudra was so cold that even the monks in the Transformation Infant Realm had their meridians and dantian frozen, unable to move. Who would have thought that besides the Imperial Master of Zhou Dynasty, there would be people on the long street who could move... Luo Chuan, Luo Chuan again!

Luo Chuan, whose beard and hair were all white, with cold eyes, jumped up to save Master Dang!

On the spiritual platform. Essence and blood surged. "Dragon Body Technique" runs crazily, mobilizing Guizang's vitality, like a torrent of water, violently increasing, impacting the threshold of the third floor of Longfang!

At the snap of your fingers. Luo Chuan appeared in front of Master Dang.

The magician Tai Shang did not lose his mind. See Luo Chuan. There was both relief and anxiety in his eyes: "Luo Chuan... run away quickly..."

Luo Chuan didn't say anything. Taking advantage of the gap left in the ice seal of Master Dang, he pushed out in a circular motion with his palms. Block out all the cold air.

Buzz!

The loud noise echoed under the moon.

In front of Luo Chuan, a huge gray and transparent handprint appeared, ten times as tall as him!

Grand Master Zhou glanced at Luo Chuan and raised the corners of his mouth in a sneer.

The Zhou Jing monks looked at Luo Chuan with complicated expressions.

Although Luo Chuan saved Master Dang at the last moment, he found himself in a desperate situation! The Demon Master Tai Nai was a great master in the Infant Transformation Realm. Facing the yin and yang handprints of the National Master, which was invincible to ghosts and gods, he was instantly frozen, not to mention Luo Chuan.

Some of Zhou Jing's infant transformation monks even showed regret in their eyes.

Although they had enmity with Luo Chuan, after that night, his perception of Luo Chuan, his enemy, had undergone earth-shaking changes. People in the world say that he is ruthless and ruthless. What I saw tonight is that he repays kindness and revenge, but he is nothing but a ruthless and ruthless person.

But after an instant, the pupils of the Zhou Jing monks shrank sharply, and there was an incredible look in their eyes!

Facing the Yin Yang Mahamudra, Luo Chuan's beard and hair were frosted, but he was not immediately sealed!

Red light emanated from every pore on his body. From a distance, he looked like a big hedgehog with thousands of red lights! The wild and ancient aura was brewing in his body, and his whole person was wrapped in a strange red light, as if he would turn into flames that would burn the world and die in the fire at the next moment!

As early as Tianqi Capital, Luo Chuan had already broken through the second level of Longjian. Along the way, he had not been able to reach the third level.

A layer of dragon skin turns blood into essence!

The second floor of Longjian, cut off and reborn!

The third level of Longhuan is even more mysterious, condensing the essence and blood, reviving the blood!

Faced with the heavy pressure of the yin and yang Mahamudra, Luo Chuan Guizang's life energy once again had a place to be used. It surged up crazily and became the firewood that helped the physical body grow!

On top of the spiritual fetus, the mass of essence and blood began to gradually evolve into flames!

The essence and blood coagulate the mind and revive the blood nature. The first trace of Luo Chuan's resurgence was his fire nature!

The essence and blood flowed under the skin, like restless little snakes, full of terrifying aura.

I don't know how long it took, but Luo Chuan heard a "wow" sound coming from under the Lingtai Zhendan.

With the help of the rich life energy, the essence and blood on the spiritual platform gradually turned into a ball of fire, leaping upward and burning!

Luo Chuan's heart was full of joy. With the birth of fire, the long-stagnant dragon body technique finally broke out of the shackles of the second level and broke through to the third level!

"Drink!"

Closing and opening his eyes, Luo Chuan exerted force with his arms, setting off the fire wind, and with the help of the strong Qi during the breakthrough, he suddenly vibrated!

The aura of the ferocious beast in the ancient wilderness turned into a fire mist and rushed into the sky!

The huge gray-white handprint failed to seal Luo Chuan's body, and it shattered!

Grand Master Zhou's pupils shrank sharply, he was stunned, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

Master Dang, Elder Duan, Master Hongfeng, and the monks from Zhou Jing also looked at Luo Chuan in disbelief.

No one outside the top ten of Tiannan Huaying Immortal List can receive the Yin-Yang Mahamudra. This has almost become a rule in the Tiannan cultivation world.

Tonight, this law was publicly broken.

It was Master Luo again. He first defeated Gu Yuefeng's skills, and then took on the Yin-Yang handprint of the Great Zhou State Master. Overnight, he challenged the unique skills of two famous immortal masters, and he was not defeated!

"Haha." The Great Zhou State Master chuckled, and a strong murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "Luo Chuan, you are seeking your own death, and you can't blame me!"

With a flick of his wrist, the Great Zhou State Master slapped out another palm.

The stars and the moon were bright, and the Yin Hua in the moon poured into the handprint, wrapped in the cold of the nine heavens, and pressed towards Luo Chuan overwhelmingly.

The power of this palm was even greater than before.

After Luo Chuan used all his strength to take the palm, his spirit had retreated from the peak. Although he broke through to the third level of Longhu, his whole body was full of infinite vitality, but facing the weird and unpredictable deadly handprint, Luo Chuan was fully focused, his heartstrings were tight, and he dared not relax at all!

At this moment, a whoosh!

The light and shadow of a magic sword fell from the sky, shattered the moonlight, and slashed at the Yin-Yang handprint.

Time seemed to freeze. The long sword cut the handprint. In the night sky of Zhoujing, a long river of void was drawn.

Time resumed flowing, and the long sword and handprint collapsed at the same time and merged into the long river of void. No winner!

The Great Zhou State Master raised his eyebrows. He turned his head and looked at the man who appeared on the long street at some point.

"How did you have time to come here?" The Great Zhou State Master laughed strangely.

The man was wearing a snow-white Taoist robe. His long hair was upright, his face was like a jade crown, and his face was also ageless. He was unrestrained and elegant, out of the world like an immortal, but he was a little more bleak than the Great Zhou State Master.

"Fortunately, I caught up, otherwise, the State Master would have started a killing spree again." The man said lightly. There was no sword in his hand, but the sword energy that seemed to be able to break the stars made the coldness on the long street stagnate.

As the man appeared, a warm breath spread out, and the ice sculptures of the three demons began to melt. The snow and frost on the long street melted, and everyone gradually resumed their actions.

Zhou Buchen stared at the man's sword, his eyes shining with an inexplicable brilliance.

"The Changsheng Sword of the Lord of Changsheng Palace may be the only method in Zhoujing that can suppress the Yin-Yang Handprint." Ning Tianxing's voice rang in Luochuan: "This person is the Lord of Changsheng Palace! He is also an immortal strongman in the top ten of the Tiannan Infant Immortal List!"

Both Zhou Buchen and Ning Tianxing are top figures in the young generation of Tiannan, and are in the top five of the Qingxian List.

But compared with the top figures on the Infant Immortal List, they immediately weakened.

Luochuan slapped the ice and snow around him and looked at the Lord of Changsheng Palace.

The Lord of Changsheng Palace turned his head and also looked at Luochuan.

"These three people, I want them." The Lord of Changsheng Palace said.

The Great Zhou State Master retracted his handprint and glanced at the Lord of Changsheng Palace indifferently: "Luo Chuan has abolished the young general, how can I let him go."

"The young general is in trouble, shouldn't the Lord State Master be happy." The Lord of Changsheng Palace said: "I heard that the Lord State Master has long been dissatisfied with your nephew's preference for the Law Enforcement Alliance."

The two looked at each other, their eyes were like dragons and tigers, and they were natural enemies, bursting with strong fighting spirit.

Buzz!

The huge Zhoujing seemed to be cut into two pieces under the eyes of the two!

The cultivators felt frightened and their hearts were shaking.

At this moment, Luo Chuan exchanged glances with Zhou Buchen and Ning Tianxing. Without saying a word, the three of them activated their body skills and fled far away.

"Elder Duan, be careful of Tianhua Palace!"

Leaving a voice transmission, Luo Chuan took advantage of the stalemate between the Great Zhou State Master and the Lord of Changsheng Palace, grabbed Zhou Buchen and Ning Tianxing, accelerated his body skills, swept past the cultivators, and disappeared in Sifang Street in a blink of an eye.

"Where are we going?" Zhou Buchen asked.

"Hmph, things are not done yet. Let's go to the Eastern Suburbs Immortal Mausoleum to bury the two elder brothers first." Luo Chuan said.

After three incense sticks, Luo Chuan and his two companions passed half of the Upper Ring of Zhoujing, and soon they had reached the depths of the Upper Ring.

After passing another orchard, Luo Chuan stopped in front of the lake ferry and stood firm.

"Why don't you leave?" Ning Tianxing's body movement stagnated and asked Luo Chuan.

Soon, Ning Tianxing also noticed something unusual.

Zhou Buchen turned his head and looked at the west side of the lake ferry.

A figure gradually appeared on the west side of the ferry.

A snow-white Taoist robe fluttered in the moonlight. Although there was no sword in his hand, the strong sword intent that had not yet dissipated gave Luo Chuan a strong sense of crisis.

After a moment, the Taoist in white robe retracted his sword intent, and the sense of crisis also dissipated from Luo Chuan's heart.

"The Lord of Changsheng Palace?" Luo Chuan looked at the man.

"Luo Chuan." The Taoist in white robe nodded, and suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, which was shocking.

"It's an old injury." The Lord of Changsheng Palace said, and looked at Luo Chuan again: "Long time no see."

Zhou Buchen and Ning Tianxing both looked at Luo Chuan, and Luo Chuan also frowned and looked at the man in front of him carefully.

The white robe and long hair, the face is like a crown jade, and the face is slightly thin. Like the Great Zhou State Master, the face is not old, but there is a hint of femininity in the handsomeness.

Luo Chuan was sure that he had never seen the person in front of him. Even the name of the Lord of Changsheng Palace, Luo Chuan had never heard of it before today.

"Long time no see? What do you mean? Could it be that I have met you before?" Luo Chuan asked.

"Haha, it's a long story. You can't go to the East Suburb Immortal Tomb. The State Master has already set his sights on you. Going to the Immortal Tomb will only lead to death. You should follow me back to Changsheng Palace first." As he spoke, the Lord of Changsheng Palace waved his arm and surrounded the three people with magic power.

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(Posted late, I lost my sense of the picture while writing, and stopped for a long time. I will post it next time after making some changes, you can read it tomorrow) (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!