Supreme Immortal Demon

In the sky, under the half-black and half-white mana wheel with a diameter of a hundred feet, Lei Ying hung upside down with a blush on her face.

"Thunder Guang Baoyue! It's Thunder Guang Baoyue... My father even passed this treasure to my husband! With the Thunder God's Heavenly Skill accomplished, combined with the island's treasure, Thunder Guang Baoyue, even if you are only at the peak of the third level of Transformation Infant, you can challenge or even leapfrog the enemy to kill him. Virtual Realm!”

Lei Ying clasped her round long legs together and looked at Qing Geyang with the moon rising four or five miles away. She was breathing heavily and her face was filled with pride and admiration.

"Thunder Light Baoyue!"

Everyone Xuan also recognized the terrible Thunder Island magic weapon, his heart beat faster, and then he sank little by little.

"Be careful! This is one of the top magic weapons used by Vientiane Thunder Island to guard the four directions. It can increase the power of thunder path eighteen times. It can also use the shadow of the moon to seize the heart of the path and destroy the wisdom of the gods. Use it with all your strength, It’s powerful enough to cross a realm!”

Everyone Xuan's face turned pale. Although he no longer had any hope, he still quickly reminded Luo Chuan.

In front of her, Luo Chuan seemed as if he had not heard anything, and the trajectory of the knife had not changed. It was unconstrained at best, and too casual at worst.

Although everyone in the Xuan family has personally experienced Luo Chuan's terrible record in Tianqi Capital, what Luo Chuan is facing now is no longer his peers in Middle-earth, but the top ten superpowers in the overseas Qing Dynasty, and he is still facing them. In anger, he used "Thunder Light Treasure Moon"!

The power of thunder at the peak of the third level of Huaying, combined with the top ten magic weapons in the overseas Qing Dynasty, Thunder Light Baoyue, the combined power produced, let alone the level of Huaying, is 80% sure to kill even an ordinary first-level Guixu. kill!

Blood filled the mountains and fields. The autumn wind whistles.

As the mana roulette went up and down, Xuan's eyes were gloomy, while Lei Ying's beautiful eyes were bright. Two pairs of equally beautiful eyes, two completely opposite expressions, were clearly displayed in Luo Chuan's Tianmen Dharma thoughts.

With one strike of the knife, Luo Chuan felt neither sadness nor joy, and instantly entered the second level of perfect state of mind, the state of landscape transformation.

In the landscape of mountains and rivers, when you look at mountains, they are no longer mountains, and when you look at water, they are no longer water. Between heaven and earth. There is no strong person anymore.

call……

The long wind rolled up Luo Chuan's long hair, and a wonderful artistic conception spread from his body, like the strange peaks and long water, spanning the sky and the earth. Let time pass by. I remained unmoved.

The state of mind leads to the artistic conception. Artistic conception can increase mana.

When Luo Chuan struck out with his sword, it directly rolled out a line of Xuanzhen magic power and magic sword light that was more than two miles away. It was as thick as three people hugging a big tree. It carried the power of the mountains and rivers and slashed at the majestic figure four miles away.

"Huh? You're quite capable. No wonder you dare to touch my woman, Qing Yangge."

"As soon as we get Lei Guang Baoyue, you will be the first to take the lead. It doesn't matter, let's use you to lead the way for Lei Guang Baoyue."

"Hahaha……"

Four miles away, Qing Geyang raised her head and laughed.

"Husband! Why are you laughing? Come here quickly!" Lei Ying called out angrily with a cold look on her face.

"Ying'er, don't worry. Do you miss your husband these days?"

The two of them looked at each other across the four miles of mountains and fields, showing off their love as if no one else was watching, not taking Luo Chuan seriously at all.

In just two sentences, the thunder moon wheel and the mana sword light, four miles apart in the mountains and fields, finally collided!

Boom!

Above the mountains, the sky suddenly darkened. It's like going from day to night in an instant!

The thunder moon wheel was knocked back hundreds of feet by the magic sword light!

After a hundred feet, they stopped retreating, but they were embedded in each other in an extremely strange way! Compete with each other!

A pillar of mana as thick as ten people hugging a tree, rushed up from between the moon and the light of the sword, straight into the sky, and in an instant spread into a thick mushroom-shaped gas cloud, covering the sky in the four miles of mountains and fields. !

This scene is like a real night, a real bright moon in the sky, and a bloody knife in the moon!

Everyone Xuan and Huo Ying were dumbfounded.

After an instant, the two women looked at Luo Chuan and the copper knife in his hand at the same time.

With their eyesight, they could clearly tell that Luo Chuan's hand was just a useless knife made of hard material. Although it has the hardness of a magic weapon, it does not release any power, so it can only be regarded as a useless sword.

All power comes from the white-robed monks themselves!

With the Xuanzhen magic power of the second level of Huaying and a useless sword, he could withstand the overseas superpower Qing Geyang and the overseas Thunder Island magic weapon Lei Guang Baoyue... He is really just a middle-earth man. A monk?

How could a monk of the second level of Transformation Infant have the combat power to challenge the first level of Guixu?

The strongest among the young generation in Middle-earth are Zhuo Huangsun and Zhou Buchen... Why is there another one like him? Who is he? Why have you never heard of it?

Strong horror and curiosity arose from the heart of Lei Ying, the most beautiful woman in Lei Island overseas, and her eyes towards Luo Chuan became more and more complex.

At this moment, in mid-air, Luo Chuan twisted his wrist and suddenly held the handle of the knife with both hands!

A strange emotion rose from the fierce sword in the sky, ready to move and impatient.

At the same time, a wave of hot blood boiled from Luo Chuan's chest, fluctuating with Tianri Fierce Sword's emotions.

Luo Chuan snorted coldly and turned around, suppressing the fluctuations in his mood.

"Does this magic sword of yours still want to control me?"

"Do you really think that I can't do anything to Lei Guang Baoyue without you?"

"Little magic knife, you still don't obey me!"

Luo Chuan's eyes gleamed with coldness, he released the evil spirit, and poured into the Heavenly Fierce Sword!

Although the foundation of his evil spirit comes from Lord Jiulong, with the realization of his inner demons and the experience in overseas battlefields and cannon fodder camps, Luo Chuan has gradually formed his own evil spirit! Although it is far from as rich and powerful as Jiulongjun, its purity is not inferior to Jiulongjun's Demonic Smoke.

Buzz!

The fierce sword in the sky trembled violently, and the copper-yellow light on the blade began to dim, as if the faded scabbard was finally separated and peeled off bit by bit after being covered in dust for hundreds or thousands of years.

"I am the ruthless demon sword Zhou Zhihao. Since you are a demon sword, you still refuse to obey me!"

Luo Chuan's eyes flashed with fierce cold light, and he looked four miles away at the majestic monk with a red face and a thunder-light treasure moon in his hand. He sneered in a low voice: "Why are you beating your woman... It's because of your woman. . The woman who dared to bully my friend.”

As he spoke, the cold light in Luo Chuan's eyes reached its peak, and the brass luster of the blood knife in his hand finally completely peeled off.

On the mana roulette, Luo Chuan released magic smoke from his eyes. In the palm of his hand, the bloody murderous sword that had broken free of the seal of time finally saw the light of day again today, thousands of years later! The power of the past has been restored!

"Qing Geyang, kneel down for me!"

The Heavenly Fierce Sword only released a trace of its power, but like an ancient ferocious beast that had just awakened, it roared and released its threat, instantly suppressing the Thunder Light Baoyue!

Snapped!

The crisp sound echoed across the mountains. The thunderous moonlight in the sky split into pieces. Shattered into dregs!

The night-like sky has returned to normal again! On a sunny day, the sky is bright, and a blood-colored mana sword light that spans four miles crashes down!

Boom!

The blood-colored mana sword light was still in the air, and a trace of power flowed out. Turning into circular fan-shaped air ripples. Spread instantly. The peaks of six surrounding peaks were shaved off.

In the blink of an eye, a bloody sword light fell from the sky! Attack the overseas superpower four miles away!

"No!" Lei Ying shouted in pain.

The blood-colored sword light struck Qing Geyang, and nearly 30% of the magic power was blocked by the thunder light Baoyue. The rest seemed to be washed away by an unparalleled flood towards Qing Geyang.

At the critical moment, Qing Geyang released the protective energy shield, and it was this that saved his life.

Bang!

Qing Geyang knelt down on his knees and flew backwards, flying five miles straight and crashing through a mountain peak.

Luo Chuan waved his hand, sucked the Lei Guang Baoyue into his palm, and looked at it carefully.

"What a treasure. It's actually in the third grade. It's not inferior to the Tiansun Fierce Sword. Such a good treasure falls into your hands, but it can't even exert half of its power."

"Overseas monks? Nothing more than that? Tianhua Palace gives me beauties, and its allies give me treasures. There is really a tacit understanding."

Luo Chuan put the Lei Guang Baoyue into the storage ring with satisfaction, laughed and flew away into the distance.

"Husband..."

Under the mana wheel, Lei Ying shouted in pain with red eyes.

Thousands of miles away from the cave entrance at the foot of the mountain, Qing Geyang, who was seriously injured and had only one breath left, crawled out tremblingly and looked at Lei Ying.

Just as Lei Ying was about to shout something, her body suddenly flew upwards and landed on the mana wheel.

Next to her was the white-robed monk with black smoke in his eyes and a vicious evil aura all over his body.

Luo Chuan, who had entered a demonic state of mind, was cold and evil, and he was completely different from the one before.

"you……"

Lei Ying had an ominous premonition in her heart, and before she could say anything, the demon cultivator beside her gently held her waist, and her long round legs were close to her, making her look very intimate.

After a brief moment of shock, Lei Ying's expression changed drastically and she quickly turned her head to look.

Angry roars sounded in the distance.

In front of the cave five miles away, Qing Geyang vomited three mouthfuls of blood. His previously arrogant face was full of pain and anger: "Wait, if you dare to touch even a hair on her body, I will never let you go..." …Tianhua Palace, Tianhua Palace, how dare you lose my woman, hahaha… Your good days are over! Don’t even think about continuing to form an alliance with our Lei Island!”

Qing Geyang summoned up her last mana and flew out of the mountain gate.

"Husband! Don't leave me!"

Lei Ying's tears fell one by one, and she stretched out her hand and shouted.

Qingge raised her head and didn't look back. She ran out as if running away.

The figure is getting further and further away. The figure that used to look extremely tall and solid gradually becomes smaller at this moment.

At this moment, the fiery big hand that hooked her waist was released. Lei Ying felt inexplicably empty. She turned to look at Luo Chuan and gritted her teeth: "I have no grudge against you! Why are you doing this?"

"Because you bullied my brother's woman."

Luo Chuan dissipated the demonic energy, returned to his original appearance, and said calmly.

The Xuan family on the side were deeply moved, and without saying anything, they gave a deep salute to Luo Chuan: "Ning Lang has a friend like you, no matter what, I feel relieved."

The empty mountain world is too big. Among the peaks hundreds of miles away, under the scorching sun in the afternoon, monks are constantly falling from the sky, hitting the peaks, and being shattered to pieces.

"I can also see that you seem to have some background in Middle-earth."

"But even if you drive a wedge between Tianhua Palace and Wanxiang Lei Island, you still have to face Tianhua Palace and the other five sects today."

"I admit that you are very strong. But just by yourself, it is just a dream to save the irreversible defeat of the Kongshan Mountain Realm."

On the mana roulette, Huo Ying lowered her head, tried to stabilize her emotions, and said lightly.

Luo Chuan controls the mana roulette and flies forward wildly!

The afternoon sunshine passed through the blood songs and shouts of death, and filled him all over.

Seven years ago, in order to save his friends, he left the empty mountain world without saying goodbye and headed to the unfathomable Apocalypse Capital alone.

Seven years later, he returned here, also alone. What was left for him to face were thousands of strong cultivators from the six top sects in the Tiannan Region! Compared to Tianqi Capital in the past, it was ten times more dangerous!

"There are my former comrades here. Now that I'm back, I will never give up on them no matter what. How can you overseas barbarians understand this if you don't even want to give up your own women?"

Huo Ying's body trembled, she looked up at Luo Chuan in a daze, then turned her head and looked in the direction where Qing Geyang fled, with a deep bitterness and confusion on her face.

In the afternoon sun, the mountains and rivers of Kongxu Mountain Realm turned upside down.

Outside Kongxu Mountain Realm, to the west of the Nine Realms Zhuxian Formation, a green eagle flew from a distance, and on the eagle's back sat a burly monk nine feet tall.

The monk carried an empty sword box on his back, and his black hair was casually tied into a long bun.

On the eagle's back, in addition to the majestic monk, the empty sword box, the black sword grinding stone, there were two pots of wine.

"Fortunately, you finally made it."

"It was originally a year before you could come out of retreat."

"The induction is correct, something really happened in Kongxu Mountain Realm."

"Brother, you are not here, I will fight this battle for you."

A pot of new wine, a pot of old wine, Zhou Buchen poured a pot out of thin air, drank a pot alone, and then stood up.

A strange white Taoist robe fluttered in the wind.

"Tianhua Palace..."

Zhou Buchen smiled playfully, and after the smile, there was only cold murderous intent in his eyes.

The sleeves of the robe were swung out, and the empty box shook. The magic power of the Three Thousand Heavenly Swords was launched, and it turned into a three-hundred-foot-long white sword rainbow in the sky, slashing towards the Nine Realms Immortal Execution Formation! (To be continued. Please search for Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!

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