Supreme Immortal Demon

The sky-covering sword cloud whistled and rushed over, making a rumbling sound.

In the eyes of Luo Lao Taijun and Zhou Xian, even a million-strong army of ethereal warriors would be destroyed in the face of this thunderstorm-like sword cloud!

One immortal can call the wind and rain, slay demons and eliminate monsters.

Nearly a hundred immortals joined forces, and their power was beyond the imagination of Luo Lao Taijun and Zhou Xian!

Facing Luo Chuan, nearly a hundred immortals from the Tianhua Palace of the Immortal Palace heard the news and moved in groups, which was enough to show how powerful Luo Chuan was!

Luo Lao Taijun had mixed feelings, with pride and unwillingness.

The sword cloud was only more than ten feet away from the four people, and the densely packed thunder swords were hanging upside down in the air, like a series of thunderbolt purple pillars, which would soon nail thousands of deep pits in the Tang Palace.

Luo Lao Taijun sighed, and at this moment, she did not close her eyes, but still stared with her eyes wide open.

As the top female master of Tang for more than a hundred years, Old Lady Luo has a proud character. Even if she dies, she will watch how she dies!

At this moment, Luo Chuan suddenly opened his eyes ten steps in front of her.

A crack split from the center of Luo Chuan's eyebrows, revealing his third eye.

The sun wheel of the sky can break illusions!

Facing the vast sword cloud that was covering him, Luo Chuan's body skills did not decrease at all. He raised his head and opened his eyes, shooting out a golden sun wheel light!

The dazzling light rose from the center of the Taoist Palace and condensed into a golden, transparent light wave sphere, covering Luo Chuan, Tianji, Old Lady Luo and King Tang.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh... Golden light beams shot out from the surface of the light wave sphere, some thick and some thin, sweeping in all directions!

Although Old Lady Luo and Zhou Xian were in the light wave sphere, their eyes were also sore. It was as if they were pierced by a silver needle, and they were so painful that they couldn't open their eyes.

After a moment, the pain of the two people subsided a little, and they opened their eyes impatiently.

What appeared in front of them was an empty world.

Deep in the Tang Palace. More than a hundred magnificent Taoist palaces stretching for miles have been razed to the ground, and even the broken walls, broken stones and wood chips are no longer visible.

Under the feet of the two people, there are deep pits and holes that are dozens of feet long. And above their heads, the sword clouds that covered the sky before, including the ninety-nine immortals of the Tianhua Immortal Palace. All have disappeared.

The heavy rain was pouring down, the rain was slightly dark red, and it faintly exuded a bloody smell.

"Where are the immortals..." Zhou Xian swallowed his saliva, his face was pale, and he asked in a trembling voice.

"They are all reduced to ashes. But the ninety-nine sword cultivators of the third and fourth levels of the True Dan can be destroyed by the Taoist master with a snap of his fingers." Tianji Patriarch snorted coldly. However, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Compared to five years ago, the Taoist master's strength has improved a lot... Perhaps, the Taoist master can not only fight against the four young masters from overseas, but also fight against those ancient beings who came out of the desperate situation in Qingchuan?

The eyes of the old ancestor Tianji flickered, and his heart trembled when he thought of those terrible beings.

Another moment. Luo Chuan, with Tianji and the other two, had already passed half of the Tang Palace.

Blue-white spots appeared in the sky again, shuttling through the rain curtain. Soon, Luo Lao Taijun and Zhou Xian could see clearly with their naked eyes that they were three-foot-tall cranes, and on the backs of the cranes stood immortals.

There were nearly three hundred immortals in this group, from various forces, including sects and cultivation families.

Seeing the two people in the lead. Luo Lao Taijun's body trembled slightly, and a strong hatred flashed in his eyes.

In the heavy rain, all sounds seemed to be suppressed.

Luo Chuan didn't look back, but he seemed to have known everything, including the abnormality of Old Lady Luo: "Why. Old Lady, who are those two?"

The old lady looked at Luo Chuan in surprise, and then sneered: "The two in the lead are Luo Jiangye's right-hand men. One is called Luo Qun, 23 years old this year, and is a genius in the secondary mansion. I heard that he has already established his foundation. The other is called Luo Fang, a martial arts genius in the main mansion. He is only 39 this year, but he is already a half-step wanderer."

"One call and a hundred responses, attracting so many miscellaneous cultivators, it seems that the Luo family has developed well in recent years." Luo Chuan said.

"These two are the most heinous! Relying on Luo Jiangye and Tianhua Palace, they have no respect for the king's law, "jian yin" to rob money, and do all kinds of bad things! Many old people in the Luo family's secondary mansion have had their skills destroyed by these two people... My skills were also destroyed by Luo Fang." As Old Lady Luo spoke, there was a strong sense of pain in her tone.

"They have forgotten their origins and dared to abolish their ancestors' power. The hearts of these two people are really bad." Tianji Patriarch murmured in a low voice.

"Wealth and honor do not recognize people, but adversity reveals their true heart. It's also my fault that I am blind." Old Lady Luo smiled bitterly.

In the days when her power was abolished, she numbed herself day after day, never actively thinking about it, just pretending that nothing had happened. But the big dream must be awakened. Every time she suddenly realized that she was already a useless person who had lost all her power, her heart was filled with fear and despair. If it weren't for that little bit of persistence, she would have chosen to commit suicide long ago.

Fortunately, she finally waited for Luo Chuan, who saved the immortal master with a word... Old Lady Luo suddenly trembled, and a trace of throbbing flashed in her eyes.

She suddenly remembered that Luo Chuan had used a few words to make Zhou Buchen embark on the immortal path in the past. Today, will he save her...

Bursts of scolding came from the sky and clouds.

"Who are you? How dare you kill people from Tianhua Palace!"

"Give up quickly!"

"The elders of Tianhua Palace are coming. Don't run if you dare!"

The monks who came on cranes stopped far away, cursing and bluffing in the direction of Luochuan, but no one dared to step forward, obviously frightened by the scene deep in the Tang Palace.

"Seventh brother, why do I think that man looks familiar?" The middle-aged martial artist on the left of the two leaders frowned.

"Familiar? Could this man be Uncle Fang's friend?" Luo Qun, the genius of the second mansion, asked jokingly.

Half-step wanderer Luo Fang did not speak, but just stared at Luo Chuan. As Luo Chuan got closer and closer to him, he finally saw Luo Chuan's face clearly, as if he was struck by lightning in an instant, and the whole person was stunned.

"Uncle Fang? What's wrong with you? I was just joking with you."

Luo Qun said with a smile, but he shook his head secretly in his heart. He was very disdainful of this martial artist of the uncle generation of the main mansion. Now he has begun to build a foundation, and one foot has already stepped into the immortal way. What if he is a half-step wanderer.

At this moment, in the depths of the Tang Palace, Luo Chuan raised his head.

Seeing that familiar face, Luo Qun's head buzzed and his scalp numbed. His hands and feet were cold and he could no longer speak.

As a child of the Luo family's second mansion, he often met Luo Chuan in the mansion even when Luo Chuan was not famous. Although the two are of the same generation, they are not very familiar with each other. In the past, in the Luo family's second mansion. His parents are still alive and both hold high positions. They are powerful figures like the head of this mansion. Naturally, he has enjoyed the treatment of a young man with luxurious clothes and food since he was a child.

Luo Chuan's parents were separated since he was a child. After the age of five, he lived alone in the Luo family's second mansion. He relied on the little monthly money to save money and support himself.

Luo Qun has many eyes and ears. He knows that Luo Chuan saves a lot of monthly money every month and secretly buys some superficial martial arts secrets. He once laughed at him in public, laughing at Luo Chuan for overestimating his own abilities and having wild ideas. But after all, the status and identity of the two were very different. Later. Luo Qun went to the main mansion to practice with the old man in the mansion, and Luo Chuan stayed in the second mansion to do some banquets and miscellaneous work, and the two gradually had no intersection.

It was not until he was fifteen years old that Luo Chuan was framed and imprisoned, and then he broke the stone and made a big fuss in the Tang Palace. Luo Qun heard Luo Chuan's name again. Later, Luo Chuan entered the Empty Mountain Realm, and Luo Qun was also blessed by Luo Chuan and was favored by a 19th-grade cultivation sect. He became a small immortal disciple.

The two were the same age, but their fates were very different.

After hearing the news that Luo Chuan had died, for some reason, Luo Qun actually felt a sense of relief, and he resolutely joined the main mansion. In the past six months, he had also laughed at Luo Chuan for not knowing his own strength, provoking Tianhua Palace, and destroying himself.

"Little friend Luo. Why do you look so bad?" The sect brother beside him asked in a low voice.

Luo Qun shuddered and came back to his senses: "He, he, he... he is back!"

"Speak slowly, who is he?"

"It's Luo Chuan! Luo Chuan is back!"

When the word "Luo Chuan" came out, the sky was quiet, and more than 300 crane-riding monks looked a little stunned and strange.

They were all monks from the eighth and ninth grade sects and families, who came to Tang Kingdom to select immortal seedlings and curry favor with Tianhua Palace. Today, they were invited to the Luo family to attend the birthday banquet. When they passed by Tang Palace, they suddenly felt something strange, so they flew over to take a look.

They had naturally heard of Luo Chuan's reputation. The rise of the Luo family and the Tang Kingdom into the eyes of the immortals could be said to be all due to the efforts of Master Luo Chuan!

It was said that Master Luo died at the entrance of the Love River, or it was Tianhua Palace who did it.

In terms of emotion and reason, the Luo family and Tianhua Palace should be sworn enemies.

However, after Luo Chuan died, some of the Luo family came out, abolished the old lady of the Luo family, forced Luo Chuan's lineage into slavery, and surrendered to the Tianhua Palace that killed Luo Chuan.

If Luo Chuan really died, it would not matter. But now...

The monks opened their eyes wide and looked at Luo Chuan. If they didn't look at him, it would be fine. But when they looked at him, their hearts trembled.

In the depths of the Tang Palace, the man in the iconic snow-white cloth robe raised his head and looked at the people in Tiantou, smiling.

"Those who surrender to me, Luo Chuan, seal their own skills and imprison themselves in the Tang Palace. Those who continue to rely on Tianhua Palace, leave quickly. If you delay for a moment, you may die."

Master Luo... He is Master Luo! So domineering, so hateful of Tianhua Palace! Who else could it be except Master Luo!

The crane-riding monks in Tiantou all had changing faces.

Finally, a monk slowly flew forward, accelerated in the middle, and flew quickly towards the Luo family.

Huh...

More than one hundred monks turned their heads and fled without looking back.

The remaining two hundred monks secretly observed Luo Chuan's expression. Seeing that Luo Chuan had no reaction, more than one hundred and thirty monks fled wildly. In the end, only sixty-eight monks remained motionless.

"You, don't you want to run?" Luo Chuan looked up and asked with a smile.

Seeing the cold smile on Luo Chuan's face, the sixty-eight monks' heartbeats accelerated again.

"You are smart."

Luo Chuan turned his head and looked at the more than two hundred monks who were fleeing. The farthest one was almost flying out of the palace moat of the Tang Palace.

"You are running fast. But when did I say that I would not kill you?"

Luo Chuan's eyes flashed with brilliance. With a flicker of his wrist, the Xuanzhen magic power swung out and condensed into a giant palm-like dark cloud in the distant sky, which was even more vast than the sword cloud of Tianhua Palace before.

The Great Handprint of the Heavens, Chaos Kunpeng Heaven!

With the palm print pressed, more than 200 monks who had surrendered to Tianhua Palace were smashed into meat patties, torn into pieces in mid-air, turned into bloody and fleshy dregs, and merged into the rain curtain.

Withdrawing his hand, Luo Chuan turned his head and looked at two Luo family members among the 68 monks.

Luo Qun and Luo Fang's hearts were beating in their throats. Without saying a word, they jumped down from the sky and knelt at Luo Chuan's feet.

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(In the next chapter, I will go back to the Luo family, and then the pace will be accelerated. In the Tiannan region five years later, many foreshadowings will be slowly revealed, and there will definitely be constant surprises. 1.4 million words, please give me a monthly ticket)