Supreme Immortal Demon

Volume 1: Baiyujing of the Tang Dynasty Chapter 354: The truth

Since leaving Qixing Yuanye, Luo Chuan has never used the Twelve Stars Evil God Dharma again.

Each of the twelve constellations has its own magical functions, and can display different abilities in different environments.

Among them, the winged tengu has a greedy nature, swallowing the sun and the moon. It even refuses to let go of the turbulent and strange thunder in the void. It can be cast in the void without affecting the effect at all.

After Luo Chuan used the attack method of Tianmen Xuanshen to display the winged tengu phase, a strange sound suddenly sounded from the shallow bank of the void, like bursts of muffled thunder.

Ying Wujun stared at the flying Dan Gang Winged Dog with a cautious expression.

To this day, as proud as Ying Wujun, he can't help but regard Luo Chuan as an opponent on the same level as himself. If he despises Luo Chuan again, then he won't win Wujun.

The techniques performed by Luo Chuan were so miraculous and of such high level that Ying Wujun was amazed.

But no matter how high the level of the method is, if it is not supported by cultivation and Taoism, it will be useless.

Ying Wujun stared at the Dan Gang Tengu flying in the void, frowning. His cultivation level is a whole level higher than Luo Chuan's, and Luo Chuan's move poses no threat to him at all.

Is it possible that Luo Chuan has some back-ups?

Ying Wujun made seals with his hands and looked warily at Luo Chuan, who was a hundred steps away. He only reserved three cents of attention for the winged tengu who was already ten steps in front of him.

The strange sound sounded again.

This time Ying Wujun finally heard it clearly, it was not a muffled thunder, it was clearly the sound of a hungry stomach.

An inexplicable chill rose from Ying Wujun's heart. In his field of vision, Luo Chuan was still standing a hundred steps away. However, the winged tengu transformed by Dan Gang disappeared.

At this moment, Ying Wujun felt a chill on the top of his head. He subconsciously reached out and touched a ball of sticky liquid.

Ying Wujun's heart was beating wildly and he raised his head suddenly!

Ten steps in front of him, towering above his head, was a terrifying behemoth!

It was a huge three-eyed giant dog, with two dark crow wings on its back, and white flames burning between the wings, which looked like the moonlight.

The small meteorite in the void flew past it, but it flapped its wings. Scrape to one side.

The giant dog only has one pupil. It is greater than ten wins without kings. But its teeth are very sharp, like two rows of white iron pillars and steel knives.

The giant dog lowered its head and looked down at Ying Wujun, its three huge eyes glowing with greed, and fishy and sticky saliva flowed from its tongue. It's like a black waterfall hanging over Ying Wujun's head.

"What kind of monster..." Ying Wujun said with a pale expression. Body shaking. Every pore is trembling: "How could you... This is obviously just a method, how could you..."

Looking at the lifelike tower above the head, it looks like an innate ferocious beast that came from ancient legends. Ying Wujun's Taoist state of mind was shaky under the strong intimidation impact, and he even forgot to escape.

It wasn't until the winged tengu, who was transformed into a god, picked him up in one bite that Ying Wujun came to his senses. It was too late to escape.

Raising his head, Ying Wujun looked at Luo Chuan with a pale face and said in disbelief: "Attune the gods... This is the method of enlightening the gods! You, you are... how is this possible!"

"The Mysterious God of Tianmen?" Luo Chuan walked in the void and walked towards Ying Wujun: "I have told you before that there is a third Tianmen monk in Tiannan Territory. But you don't like to hear the truth."

"The third Tianmen monk, that Chongjiu Lord Chong Master... turns out to be you, Luo Chuan." Ying Wujun coughed up blood and suddenly burst into laughter.

His legs and feet were being bitten and ground bit by bit by the Tengu's saw teeth, like sawed wood, pieces falling into the void.

The saw teeth bit into Ying Wujun's waist, and he finally stopped laughing. Severe pain invaded every corner of his body. His handsome and majestic face twitched and twisted, and he let out a painful wail. With tears streaming down his face, he begged Luo Chuan for mercy.

Luo Chuan watched Ying Wujun being eaten away bit by bit by the Tengu, his face expressionless. After the initial pleasure, his mood gradually calmed down.

Soon the tengu devoured Ying Wujun's upper body, and even the baby in his heart was swallowed into his belly.

There was another crunching sound, but Ying Wujun's throat bone was bitten by the tengu.

"That's almost it. Let's save his head." Luo Chuan said.

The winged tengu spit out Ying Wujun's head with a sigh, and roared upwards. It was like disintegrating smoke, shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning back into Dan Gang and disappearing.

Luo Chuan stretched out his hand, stuffed Ying Wujun's storage ring into the ring with his left hand, lifted Ying Wujun's head with his right hand, and flew towards Tiannan Territory.

"Luo Chuan! If you want to kill, kill him! Why do that!" Ying Wujun's eyes widened with anger on his face.

The moment his heart and the true baby were destroyed, his face showed a look of pain and anger. At this time, only his head was left, and he could only maintain this expression.

"You are worthy of being among the top ten people in Tiannan to transform into babies. The heart and the true baby are still alive after death." Luo Chuan stared at Ying Wujun's head and sneered: "You are only at the stage of transforming into babies. Although you can maintain your magical thoughts for a while, you cannot stay for a long time." . Just like a fish out of water, I will fill your heart with despair, become more and more desperate, and become more and more painful until you suffocate to death."

There was fear in Ying Wujun's eyes, and it was obvious that he was well aware of the pain of this kind of suffering.

"Master Luo, if you can give me pleasure, I will tell you a big secret." Ying Wujun said angrily.

"What secret?" Luo Chuan asked.

"Master Luo, please promise me first." Ying Wujun looked angrily.

"Forget it, I promise you as a dying man," Luo Chuan said.

"The fact that your Kongshan Mountain Realm secretly formed an alliance with Feixue Sect and Wuliang Dongfu has been known to Tianhua Palace. Tianhua Palace, Kunting Mountain, and Nanyou Sect have already begun to deal with Kongshan Mountain Realm." Ying Wujun said.

"That's it?"

"Why, you're not worried? Although your Kongxu Mountain Realm has gained momentum in the past two years, it is far inferior to the three families of Tianhua Palace. If Tianhua Palace disregards the agreement made eight hundred years ago, your Kongxu Mountain Realm will perish." Ying Wujun said angrily.

Luo Chuan did not speak.

"Luo Chuan, I have told you this secret. You should also abide by your promise and give me a quick death!"

"Give me a quick death? What does this secret you mentioned have to do with me?"

"Aren't you worried about Kongxu Mountain Realm? Master Luo. You were born in Kongxu Mountain Realm." Ying Wujun's face was half painful and half angry, and it seemed that he was disappointed with Luo Chuan.

Looking at Ying Wujun's strange face, Luo Chuan felt more and more uncomfortable. He slapped Ying Wujun's mouth and nose, which was completely crooked.

"You are cheating!" Ying Wujun crooked his mouth and looked angry.

"You knew it on the first day? Sure enough, with only your brain left, your IQ is less than 10% left." Luo Chuan held Ying Wujun's head and accelerated his body movement. Flying towards the Tiannan Region.

Without his body, internal organs and true infant, Ying Wujun could no longer replenish his life force. As he got closer to the Tiannan Region, his eyes became increasingly dim and his pupils turned gray. His expression was frozen.

Tearing the void. Luo Chuan grabbed Ying Wujun's head. He stepped into the Tiannan Region.

In the imperial city of Da Zhou, in front of the Emperor's Dao Palace, the two-day and two-night battle had ended.

In the sea of ​​guarding the palace. The blood was thicker than before, and there were hundreds more corpses, including the white-faced scholar and the black-faced door god under Ying Wujun's seat.

Three of Ying Wujun's ancestors died, and the remaining four were captured. The remaining supporters all surrendered.

In two days, the battle had twists and turns, and finally ended with the victory of the Changsheng Palace.

No one in the Changsheng Palace cheered or made noise.

There was silence in front of the Emperor's Dao Palace, and everyone was waiting silently, nervous and anxious.

Wow!

The air in the middle of the nearby Guardian Sea began to fluctuate, and the air broke, revealing a crack in the void.

Countless eyes were cast towards the crack in the void, with expectation and vigilance.

The two Guixu ancestors exchanged glances, ready to rush up and kill Ying Wujun at any time.

The void was torn, and a head flew out of the void.

The atmosphere in front of the Imperial Palace was frozen, but a moment later, a thunderous cheer broke out.

Looking at Ying Wujun's angry head, the immortal officials and monks of the Changsheng Palace could no longer restrain themselves. Some cheered wildly, some shed tears of excitement, and some knelt directly in the direction of the Imperial Palace and prayed with tears.

Ying Wujun dominated the court and the country, controlled the atmosphere of the Great Zhou, and humiliated the royal family of the Great Zhou, which also made them live a life of uncertainty and fear.

With Ying Wujun's death, such days will no longer exist from now on.

In front of the sea of ​​guard palaces, only Feng Lingdao was not excited or sentimental. His white robe and white hair fluttered in the wind, staring at the crack in the void.

The crack in the void opened, and a young monk in a cloth robe stepped out.

As soon as his feet stepped on the sea of ​​guard palaces, the front of the Emperor Dao Palace became quiet again, and there was only the whistling of the wind and the waves in the air.

Looking at the young monk, the Changsheng Palace party was very excited, and Ying Wujun's party was in awe and fear.

"I should go." Luo Chuan glanced at Feng Lingdao, turned around and was about to fly away.

The Great Zhou Dynasty had a teleportation array leading to the White Bone Prison Palace. The trial of the White Bone Prison Palace had only started for two days, and it was still in time to go now.

"My dear nephew, please stay." Feng Lingdao flew up and called Luo Chuan.

"My dear nephew?" Luo Chuan smiled: "Now that things have come to this, Palace Master Feng doesn't need to play any more."

"Play?" Feng Lingdao frowned: "What kind of play?"

"You claim to know my father, or that you are a Youyou envoy, just to influence Ying Wujun's Taoism and disrupt his position. Ying Wujun is dead, Palace Master Feng doesn't need to pretend anymore." Luo Chuan said.

Feng Lingdao was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "Luo Chuan, I didn't lie to you. I do know your father Luo Shiqi, and he is indeed a Youyou person."

Several ancestors from the Changsheng Palace looked at each other with amusement, and obviously didn't believe what Feng Lingdao said.

"Palace Master Feng, you really are..." Luo Chuan shook his head: "After the annihilation, the Nine Netherworld is no longer there. There are no Netherworld messengers in this world."

"Luo Chuan, you still know a little about the people of the Netherworld." Feng Lingdao transmitted the message: "In fact, only a small part of the legends of the people of the Netherworld are true, and the rest are mostly fictional. I have a not very long friendship with your father Luo Shiqi, but we are also rare confidants and friends. Therefore, I know some truths about the Netherworld messengers."

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