Supreme Immortal Demon

The white-bone bat man also discovered something unusual.

Although its spiritual wisdom was suppressed by the Nine Dragon Lord, it still retained some basic common sense of cultivation.

"Is this... a false calamity? I actually got into a false calamity! It's hard to find such an unlucky guy among 100,000 cultivators." The white-bone bat man laughed crazily.

More than 500 True Dan realm disciples who were fighting were also surprised.

"Fake calamity?"

"What's going on?"

"There are countless strange things in the cultivation world. In the history of Tiannan Domain, there have been one or two cases where cultivators were preparing to cross the calamity but encountered a false calamity, and never waited for the real calamity again. There is not even one such cultivator among 100,000, and they are truly unlucky!"

One spread to ten, ten spread to a hundred, and more than 500 True Dan cultivators knew what a false calamity was.

The Kongxu Mountain Realm was worried, while the disciples of the three sects of Tianhua Palace were somewhat proud. But soon, when they thought that even if Luo Chuan could not break through the Nascent Soul Realm, he could still beat them into a dead end with his True Dan Realm cultivation, their smiles turned bitter.

"What to do!"

In the center of the thunder and fire, Luo Chuan sat cross-legged, thinking about possible solutions.

The current situation was something that even the Nine Dragon Lord had never encountered before. Once the second thunder and fire disaster failed, Luo Chuan would not be able to break through the Nascent Soul Realm again until when, or even when he could not break through the Nascent Soul Realm again.

Since practicing the "Nine Deaths and One Life Kung Fu", Luo Chuan's practice path has deviated from the conventional practice method.

The further you practice the Nine Deaths and One Life Kung Fu, the more difficult it becomes. Without a sect, a master, or a complete and detailed secret manual of the Kung Fu, Luo Chuan practiced to the fourth turn with only a few mantras. Luo Chuan had no idea about the next five turns.

Now that the road has been chosen, Luo Chuan can only follow this unusual road and keep going.

Until the end of the upper path, either destruction or transcendence.

"The catastrophe of the transformation of the infant, the thunder and fire of heaven and earth. Tempering to become an infant. Refining magic power... These thunder and fire of heaven and earth can't play the role of tempering for me. I can't break the pill into an infant, nor can I refine magic power... What should I do?"

Time seemed to stop.

In the thunder and fire of heaven and earth. Quiet and silent.

Luo Chuan sat cross-legged in suspension. No tension. No panic, not even a trace of pressure.

He calmed his mind and let thousands of thoughts go with the flow. Wandering outside the world, tracking the ethereal, mysterious, and unknown breakthrough opportunity.

Even Luo Chuan himself didn't realize that in the past three years, he had experienced life and death, success and failure, many murderous intentions, and all kinds of setbacks, and he had escaped danger again and again. Deep in his heart, there was no negative emotion belonging to the weak, and he was full of confidence. No matter how big the difficulties and setbacks were, they could not make his mood wave again.

There is no Bodhi tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing originally, so where can dust be raised?

Unconsciously, Luo Chuan's state of mind has been tempered to a very high level, and from then on, it is like a mirror that can never be stained by dust.

This state of mind is the first level of the nine perfect states of mind that everyone in the Nine Heavens pursues: the mirror of the heart is spotless.

Ordinary cultivators who want to achieve this state of mind must at least reach the fourth level of the Return to Void and have a special state of mind method. Although Luo Chuan is only at the fourth level of the True Dan, the methods he has practiced, such as the Nine Deaths and One Life Skill, the Dragon Body Technique, the Seven Methods of Escape, the Wonderful Magic Fist... all secretly tempered his state of mind while practicing. In addition to various life experiences, the tempering of his state of mind has doubled, making his state of mind, at this moment, one foot on perfection.

The state of mind is connected to the artistic conception, and the power of the method released is different when the artistic conception is different.

Although Luo Chuan did not perform any method, he was sitting in the thunder and fire at this time, and his thoughts were enlightened to the heavenly secrets, which inevitably triggered the artistic conception.

Buzz!

The white energy rushed up from the thunder and fire, and the energy was surging, shaking open a gap as thick as an index finger. In the gap, Luo Chuan's figure was looming, ethereal and freehand.

The energy stood between the thunder and fire, surrounding Luo Chuan, like a circle of water mirror.

In the "water mirror", Luo Chuan sat cross-legged with his hands together, and in the tranquility, there was a fierce aura of "who else but me", and he was not troubled by the failure of the tribulation.

In comparison, the white-bone bat man's repeated mana attacks seemed to be powerful, but they seemed weak in front of Luo Chuan.

The white-bone bat man gnashed his teeth. He didn't know how to break the thunder and fire and kill Luo Chuan, which made him, a second-level infant, scream in anxiety.

What made the white-bone bat man even more flustered was Luo Chuan's calmness. Facing a failed tribulation, he was so calm, as if he was sure that he could turn defeat into victory and successfully tribulation.

The more than 500 True Dan Realm cultivators present also felt this kind of self-confidence that had no roots but seemed strong and real.

The side of the Empty Mountain Realm was greatly encouraged. Luo Chuan did not give up, so how could they choose to give up?

The people of the Tianhua Palace were panic-stricken. Even if they saw that the man in the air was destined to fail in the tribulation, they did not dare to be careless. Because they knew that the person opposite was none other than Luo Chuan.

It was unknown when Luo Chuan replaced those terrifying names on the Qingxian List, surpassed the Six Daozang, and almost overnight, became the well-deserved first person in the minds of the young generation of Tiannan Territory.

How many young cultivators from humble backgrounds regarded Luo Chuan as their role model for learning and emulation, and many famous children of famous sects regarded Luo Chuan as the person they would surpass in this life.

Facing such a person, no one could relax even if they saw that he was about to fail.

At this moment, a white light flashed on the wrists of the two Tianhua Palace's chief disciples. It was their jade bracelets that lit up. Almost at the same time, the jade bracelets of the chief disciples of Nanyou Sect and Kunting Mountain also lit up. More and more disciples' jade bracelets flashed brightly, and in the end, all the five hundred True Dan Realm disciples were no exception.

In the White Bone Prison Hall, the atmosphere was a little weird.

Driven by curiosity, the young monks opened their jade bracelets to check the news from the sect.

Almost the same news appeared in everyone's jade bracelet. When they saw this news, everyone was stunned-the Great Zhou State Master Ying Wujun deceived the emperor and plotted to usurp the throne. He was discovered by Master Luo and killed in public!

The plain sentences and simple words, without too much exaggeration, made the hearts of more than five hundred True Dan disciples beat wildly, and they were overwhelmed by indescribable depression.

If it was the moment before. Luo Chuan was just an object for everyone to look up to and pursue. When Zhou Jing's news came. The young monk who was going through the tribulation in the air had turned into a mountain, carrying an endless shadow, pressing down on everyone's heads. No sunlight. So heavy that they couldn't breathe.

"Kill him quickly! If he doesn't die! When he comes to his senses! That's when we'll die! What are you waiting for! Do you really want to die!" The usually elegant Nanyou disciples roared. He clenched his fists, his eyes were red, and his veins were exposed.

"Yes! Everyone, think of a solution quickly! If you can't think of a solution, we'll all be doomed!" The head of Kunting Mountain gritted his teeth and looked at the first disciple of Tianhua Palace for help.

Another head of Kunting Mountain was also anxious.

The first disciple of Tianhua Palace had blue lips and a pale face. He forced himself not to look at Luo Chuan, turned his head, and cast a cold gaze towards the empty mountain world: "There is only one way left."

"What is it! Daoist friend, tell me quickly!"

"He is undergoing a tribulation. Whether he succeeds or not, he must keep his mind. If his mind is broken, he will be possessed at best, or... injured?"

The first disciple of Tianhua Palace said with a bitter face. Luo Chuan came back to life and killed Ying Wujun. In comparison, no one is sure how much damage a damaged state of mind will cause to Luo Chuan.

"Injured? Just injured!" Another first disciple of Tianhua Palace was stunned for a moment, and then nodded repeatedly: "Injured is good! Injured is good! If we can make him injured, we may be able to escape."

"Good idea! But how can we make his state of mind damaged?" The disciple of Nanyou Sect asked anxiously.

"Look at the disciples of Kongxu Mountain over there. When Luo Chuan showed up, they reacted most violently, especially the female disciple." The first disciple of Tianhua Palace looked towards Kongxu Mountain, his cold eyes fixed on Tang Yan'er, and whispered: "Kill her! Kill them! Let Luo Chuan watch helplessly without being able to save him! His state of mind will naturally break!"

"Good idea!"

"What nonsense! Let's do it!"

The last seven first disciples of the three sects of Tianhua Palace suddenly flew up, each using their own skills, as fast as lightning, and shot towards the direction of Kongxu Mountain.

In mid-air, the first disciple of Tianhua Palace had already sacrificed his flying sword, urged Dan Gang, and aimed at Tang Yan'er.

The disciples of Kongxu Mountain were immersed in the surprise of Luo Chuan killing the Great Zhou State Master, especially those who had interacted with Luo Chuan, such as Lu Boya, Hua Xin, and Yin Chen, who were both excited and proud at this time.

Tang Yan'er clasped her hands together, looked at Luo Chuan sitting cross-legged in the thunder and fire in mid-air, muttered something in her mouth, and prayed silently.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

It was not until the sound of breaking through the air that Tang Yan'er, Lu Boya and others realized that the breath of death was already close at hand.

Tang Yan'er raised her head in panic, her black hair on her forehead was broken into two pieces by the sword wind, and a streak of blood was also printed on her pretty cheek.

The first disciple of Tianhua Palace had passed through the heavy defenses at some point and appeared twenty feet above her head, vomiting Dan Gang and slashing down with a sword.

Staring at Tang Yan'er's pale face, Tianhua's first disciple Gong Yuedao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, with a hint of pride on his face.

The sneak attack went more smoothly than he had imagined. The female cultivator under him had probably had contact with Luo Chuan. As long as he could cut her in half, Luo Chuan would definitely suffer a great loss of state of mind.

At this moment, Gong Yuedao suddenly felt something was wrong. He saw that the face of the female cultivator under him became calm, and the previous panic was swept away. Looking at the distance behind him, she even smiled.

Through the eyes of the female cultivator, Gong Yuedao saw a pair of eyes slowly opening in the thunder and fire.

"Who dares?"

Luo Chuan's voice was not loud, without any waves, as calm as a bowl of water.

The sound attack double energy rushed over like a river in the sky, covering Gong Yuedao.

Gong Yuedao's face was full of despair. He never thought that Luo Chuan could kill people even when he was going through the tribulation.

Facing Tang Yan'er, the head disciple of Tianhua Palace showed a flattering, begging, and pitiful look on his face. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!

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