Supreme Immortal Demon

In front of the stone gate of the mountain, dozens of supervising monks with cultivation levels ranging from Guixu Realm to Daolun Realm were all stunned.

Although they were checking and examining the monks coming and going, looking for suspicious people, when the leader of the group of escaped prisoners appeared in front of them, the supervising monks were briefly absent-minded.

Boss Bai regained his majestic figure of 13 feet, with curly brown hair hanging on the ground, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a deep blue three-pronged sea emperor halberd appeared in his hand.

Compared with Boss Bai, Luo Chuan looked much more low-key, wearing a blue-gray cloth robe, with long hair hanging down to his waist, dragging a white bone long sword in his left hand, and holding a purple gourd in his right hand. His whole body was shrouded in a circle of half-black and half-purple strange air waves, making it difficult to tell the truth, very mysterious.

The supervising monks finally reacted, and the leader, a fourth-level leader of the True Dao, shouted at all his strength: "Luo Bai and the other criminals are here! Seek help..."

Before he finished shouting, he was crushed to pieces by the Thunder Dao Crazy Method of the White Dragon Emperor.

Buzz!

The entire seventh floor of the Wanqiu Ancient Heavenly Tower, a land of 999 miles, was suddenly plunged into chaos and madness!

Even without the call of the little leader, the supervising monks had already discovered the abnormality here and flew over early.

Countless eyes shot from all corners of the seventh floor of the Wanqiu Ancient Heavenly Tower, casting them on Luo Chuan and Bai Lao Da.

Bai Lao Da laughed wildly and rushed out, casually swung his halberd, and the light flashed, and dozens of supervising monks were crushed into powder, not even meat residue was left, and this was only about 20% of his Dao power!

Luo Chuan followed Bai Lao Da closely, and saw more and more supervising monks rushing in from all directions. The shouts of killing were overwhelming, and Luo Chuan's eyes gradually turned red.

"Brothers, you are all itching to fight... Let's fight!"

Luo Chuan's eyes were red, and he slapped the bottom of the gourd. A burst of purple smoke spewed out from the mouth of the gourd, and round bean-like human figures and light spots popped out of the purple smoke.

A figure fell down with a somersault, knelt on one knee, and his body shook and gradually grew bigger. It was the fierce flesh monk with a leopard head and round eyes. Wang Hu!

Stay away from the cannon fodder camp. The seal collapsed, and the former Taoist power once again surged out of Wang Hu's Huangting Secret Realm. In a blink of an eye, a circle of light appeared behind his head. Two circles. Three circles... It turned out to be a master of the third level of the Taoist wheel!

Another figure fell. It was also a core cultivator under Luo Chuan, with the cultivation of the first level of the Taoist wheel!

In the blink of an eye, light spots fell to the ground. In the surging purple smoke, they grew bigger and turned into fierce and ferocious Taoist monks with strong physical bodies!

Luo Chuan has nearly 300 core monks under him, plus more than 40 core monks under Bai Lao Da. Each of them is a master above the realm of true Taoism, and the one with the highest cultivation is actually the fourth level of Daolun!

More than 300 escaped monks are wearing the robes of death row prisoners, ragged clothes, and 70% of them are naked, revealing their horrible bodies covered with scars. They gather in front of the stone gate of the mountain to form a strong evil spirit, like clouds and fog, covering the sky and the earth, and the black clouds are pressing down on the city to destroy it!

In the cannon fodder camp, they fight day and night to exercise their physical bodies and close combat skills. After leaving the cannon fodder camp, they have restored their Taoism. Although their Taoism has not been fully restored, with their strong physical bodies, their strength is beyond the peak level of the past!

Feeling the majestic power in his body, Wang Hu stood proudly, raised his head and roared, his eyes fell on Luo Chuan, and his eyes suddenly became excited.

"Kill!"

Wang Hu roared, and rushed behind Luo Chuan with red eyes.

Standing behind Luo Chuan, Wang Hu's face was ferocious. He slapped out with one claw and tore apart a supervisory monk who attacked Luo Chuan from the side.

"Kill!"

The original thirteen core monks, all of whom were in the Daolun realm, followed Wang Hu one by one and appeared in all directions of Luo Chuan, protecting Luo Chuan as he rushed towards the stone gate of the mountain not far away!

"Kill!"

The remaining two hundred core monks, as well as the monks under Boss Bai, quickly gathered into a mobile killing formation, and attacked the supervisory monks who were blocking the exit like a tide!

Although the supervisory monks heard the news and moved, they were unable to dispatch those powerful people who were in retreat for a while. The supervisory monks dispatched had the highest cultivation level of only the third level of Daolun.

On Luo Chuan's side, the powerful White Dragon Emperor took the lead, and with more than three hundred cannon fodder camp thugs, they quickly dispersed thousands of supervisory monks, unstoppable!

Looking at the bloody scene in front of him, the fat young master of the Sun family was already scared silly, and his robe was wet with urine. The family monks on the side were pale and at a loss, fearing that the two bosses would remember what happened before and kill them back.

In the history of Wanqiu Ancient Heaven Tower, there has never been such a tragedy in front of us.

The arena in the air, the Taoist Hall hanging high, the auction palace exuding jewels and gems... Hundreds of thousands of monks who were imprisoned as slaves opened their eyes, and their eyes changed from numbness to vividness, and then showed excitement.

"Roar!" I don't know which hall's powerful Taoist slaves couldn't help it first, and roared with their heads raised.

"Roar!"

Countless roars and roars came from the Taoist halls and palaces on the seventh floor, resounding throughout the seventh floor, intentionally boosting the power of the fleeing monks outside!

They also wanted to escape! But they also knew that they didn't have such good luck! They hated this prison tower and the guarding monks in the prison tower!

Realizing that a group of prisoners with similar auras were slaughtering the Ancient Prisoners Tower, these imprisoned monks naturally did not want to be left out and vented their excitement, excitement and gloating!

In the auction palace, a Taoist priest with a strong aura raised his head and frowned: "Hmm? Isn't that person the White Dragon Emperor? The White Dragon Emperor who disappeared for fifty years has been imprisoned in the cannon fodder camp!"

"What, the White Dragon Emperor? The White Dragon Emperor who is on the list of 108 emperors in the Heaven and Earth Saint Sovereigns? How could such a person be trapped in the Ten Thousand Prisoners Ancient Heaven Tower?"

"It's him! The overlord of the Ten Thousand Mountain Islands in the Baiyuan Raging Sea!"

"Today's matter is going to be a big deal!"

In a blink of an eye, the true identity of Boss Bai has spread to the ears of the cultivators of various forces present.

"Pass on my order, Emperor Bailong appears in the Great Sadness and Bitter Cold Heaven. He is about to escape! Dispatch ten Emperor-class flying boats and fifty Crane-crow Dharma Chariots with a population of 3,000 to me. It would be best if you can invite an Emperor-class master! After two incense sticks, outside the Great Sadness and Bitter Cold Heaven, kill Emperor Bailong at all costs! Never let him return to the White Abyss Sea!" In the arena, a white-haired monk wrapped in a green Taoist robe gave an order from a distance.

"Pass on my Taoist order, Emperor Bailong appears! Quickly dispatch fifty Emperor-class flying boats and eight second-level Emperor-class masters to arrive in the Great Sadness and Bitter Cold Heaven within two incense sticks. Help Emperor Bailong escape with all your strength!" In the gloomy Taoist Army Hall. A fat black monk who was selecting Taoist soldiers stopped and gave orders.

"Emperor Bailong appears in the Great Sadness and Bitter Cold Heaven, report to the top immediately."

...

The emergence of a local overlord, especially a heavyweight emperor like Emperor Bailong, is enough to change the power structure of heaven and earth.

For a while. All forces, whether enemies or friends, are making intensive arrangements.

"Huh? Who is the person walking side by side with the White Dragon Emperor?"

"I don't know. I haven't seen him in the top 500 figures on various lists of heaven and earth."

"It was mentioned before. It seems that his surname is Luo? His name is Luo Chuan."

"Luo Chuan..." A cultivator with an unfathomable aura counted with his fingers: "In the Great Thousand Realms, there are 332,321 people with this name, and 1,163,943 people with pseudonyms and homophones."

"This person can join forces with the White Dragon Emperor. Regardless of his strength and background, he will not be simple. You only need to search in the ten realms and Tianchen Continent."

"In any case, after today, this name will appear on various lists between heaven and earth and become the focus of discussion from all sides."

In front of the stone gate of the mountain, Luo Chuan rushed to the last batch of supervisory cultivators under the protection of thirteen core cultivators. He didn't know that his name had fallen into the desks of various cultivation forces. Of course, it was just an empty name.

As the White Dragon Emperor crushed the last 100 supervising monks in front of the mountain gate into pieces, there was no more supervising monk in front of Luo Chuan and the White Dragon Emperor.

Luo Chuan was about to step forward when he was stopped by the White Dragon Emperor without a sound.

"Come on, open the door." The White Dragon Emperor's eyes flashed, and he pointed directly at the mountain gate.

Five monks flew out from under him, wrapped in the power of Taoism, and used all their strength to crash into the stone gate between the peaks.

Boom!

The hundred-foot stone gate shattered with a sound! The scene outside was exposed!

The night sky of the Wanqiu Ancient Sky Tower was filled with golden flying boats, and the Buddhist sound was vast. The long-range magic seals on the bows of the flying boats were all aimed at the direction of the stone gate, forming a siege!

The five monks under the White Dragon Emperor were crushed to pieces by the power of Taoism shot by the long-range magic seal before they could fly out.

Surrounded?

Luo Chuan felt a chill in his heart. In his peripheral vision, he saw the White Dragon Emperor smiling faintly: "Brother Luo, I have relied on you to take action all the way, but you underestimated me. Now that things have come to this, do you think I have no arrangements?"

"Oh? Where is the back-up plan?" Luo Chuan asked in a deep voice, but he was already much more relaxed.

Boss Bai did not speak, and the answer to Luo Chuan was the roar of a dragon coming from the distant sky!

In the night, the moonlight suddenly flashed, and a group of snow-white dragon boats and flying elephants appeared out of thin air in the eastern sky. There were no less than two thousand of them!

At the head of the leading dragon boat, a tall and curvy figure stood faintly, with slender jade-white beautiful legs, which dimmed the moonlight.

The woman at the head of the boat raised her arms and fell.

Thousands of Dao force waves shot out from thousands of powerful long-range magic seals! Thousands of Dao force sound waves spewed out from the mouths of thousands of elephants!

Rumble...

The void collapsed!

The more than 300 flying boats that were closest to Luo Chuan and the White Dragon Emperor were crushed to pieces by the air waves and sound waves. They didn't even have the chance to turn around and fight back. They turned into powder together with the monks in the boats and scattered into the void.

A big gap appeared in the original golden flying boat encirclement.

"Hahaha, brother Luo, 1,300 Baiyuan dragon boats, plus 1,000 flying elephants with 3,000 people. Is this emperor's dowry rich enough?"

"Can you see the beauty at the bow of the boat? Pretty good, right? Hahaha, this girl is this emperor's most beloved great-granddaughter, Master Long Yu!"

"My dear son-in-law, follow this emperor back to the White Abyss Sea to get married!"

While speaking, the White Dragon Emperor grabbed Luo Chuan, rolled up the more than 300 monks behind him, laughed, and turned into a white light and shot towards the sky.

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