Supreme Immortal Demon

Looking at Wang Xiazi's back as he walked away, the disciples of Kongxu Mountain Realm had complex expressions on their faces. Inexplicable emotions blocked their chests, merged into a surging tide, and hit their hearts wave after wave.

"Remember what you see and remember what you hear."

"Capture thousands of changes in an instant, grasp the laws and rules, and deduce the flaws..."

"Am I dreaming? Is he really Wang Mao's man?"

"Monster! Monster! Our Kongxu Mountain Realm finally has another monster! No wonder Senior Brother Luo took a fancy to him back then."

The disciples talked a lot and were very excited. As Wang Xiazi's back completely disappeared in the Huahong Miexu Formation, the young cultivators gradually calmed down.

They all remembered how they treated Wang Xiazi before. If they had known that Wang Xiazi had this ability earlier, they would never say that. But in this world, where can you buy regret medicine? At this point, they don't expect Wang Xiazi to repay kindness with kindness.

"It's better for one person to escape than for all of us to die here." Huo Jun smiled faintly and said.

"Yes. And the one who ran away was the monster Wang Xiazi. Who knows, the important task of reviving my Kongxu Mountain Realm may fall into his hands."

"I really didn't expect that Wang Xiazi was such a hidden genius. In the entire Kongxu Mountain Realm, I'm afraid only Senior Brother Luo saw it... No wonder the ancestors arranged him to be with us. I think the ancestors also guessed something."

Life has ups and downs, and the heart of Tao rises and falls. Every ups and downs is a tempering of the heart of Tao. The higher the heart of Tao, the more stable the practice in the future.

The seventy-two disciples of the Kongxu Mountain Realm experienced too many ups and downs tonight, and their heart of Tao was tempered more than once. As long as they have enough resources, they will have a good future with their understanding. However...

"Let's go, our ending is doomed." Lu Boya smiled bitterly and walked back.

The young disciples were silent, with an inexplicable mood. Walked back quietly.

Xiaoya followed at the end of the team, her head drooping, biting her red lips, a trace of confusion and loss on her pretty face.

The night wind blew from behind, brushing her hair, and Xiaoya subconsciously looked back.

There was no one in the Huahong Miexu formation in the center of the mountain gate.

Her eyes dimmed. Xiaoya was about to look away, but at this moment, her heart beat rapidly, and she saw a thin figure slowly emerging from the distance of the Huahong formation.

Xiaoya looked at it carefully, and her body trembled. She saw Wang Xiazi bumping in the absolute formation of rainbow waves, following the way he came, stepping on firm steps, and walking back to the empty mountain world.

The girl's eyes turned red in an instant, and she shouted without thinking: "He's back! Wang Xiazi is back!"

Swish!

The other seventy-one monks stopped at the same time and turned their heads quickly.

Seventy-two pairs of surprised eyes, seventy-two complex gazes. Wang Xiazi was not used to it. He smiled awkwardly, his face flushed, his eyes wandered, and his voice was vaguely flattering: "I, I went to explore the way for you."

Half of the people present had red eyes in an instant.

Xiao Ya could no longer control her tears, and she stared at Wang Xiazi while crying, scolding: "You are a monster!"

The 72 last elite disciples of the Empty Mountain Realm were either crying. Or laughing, or patting Wang Xiazi on the shoulder, their eyes full of admiration, respect and admiration.

Wang Xiazi had never encountered such a scene before, and he dared not even think about it. His eyes wandered, he was at a loss, and he was stunned on the spot.

...Today's Tianhai worm. Who knows, five hundred years later, it will not become a Tianhai dragon.

The young master said that you, a hairy man, are a worm. But unlike most of the Mao people... you are like the Tianhai silkworm egg, you have the opportunity to become a dragon in this life...

The words that Lu Ping said five years ago echoed in his ears. Wang Xiazi felt an inexplicable emotion rising from his chest, his nose was sour, and he couldn't help but bow to the direction of the maple forest on the top of the main peak. Then he took a deep breath and looked around at everyone: "Everyone follow me! I will take you out!"

As soon as the voice fell, something strange happened.

From the far end of the sky, bursts of air-breaking sounds sounded, and a strong breath came from far away.

"Who is it?"

"Hmm? Disciples of the Void Mountain Realm?"

"Not good, the life and death competition held by the Void Mountain Realm is just a trick! They want to escape as soon as the competition starts!"

"Catch them back quickly! Come on! Go and inform the elders!"

In the night, a team of flying sword monks appeared, a total of more than 30 people, led by four people, who stepped on the mana wheel, were masters above the second level of Nascent Soul.

Soon, a fourth-level True Dan cultivator left the main group, turned around and flew towards the main mountain, and disappeared in two or three moments.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

More than 30 cultivators descended from the sky and appeared in front of the South Mountain Gate, surrounding everyone.

"The Empty Mountain Realm is so cunning and treacherous that they came up with such a despicable method. What, do you really think you can escape?" The elder of Tianhua Palace, who was in the lead, had a dark face and a beard, and sneered continuously. Soon his eyes fell on Tang Yan'er and Xiaoya.

"Tsk tsk, these two female Taoists are quite pretty. So, I will be merciful and spare your lives. You two will go back with me and be the incense-holding maids, how about that?"

"Elder Hu, you are too mean. You are doing everything by yourself. What should we do?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? How can such a large Empty Mountain Realm lack female Taoists? At worst, there is still Nun Dangmo."

"Dangmo? I can't tell, Elder Hu, you have a heavy taste!"

The four Tianhua Palace elders spoke evil words, insulting and mocking the Kongxu Mountain Realm, and looked at the seventy-three disciples as if they were looking at fish on a chopping board.

Under the fiery gaze of Elder Hu, Xiaoya felt uncomfortable all over, feeling that she was seen naked, and could not help but step back a few steps and hide behind Wang Xiazi.

Wang Xiazi shuddered, his heart was beating wildly, and he subconsciously straightened his thin body to block the girl behind him.

The Tianhua Palace elder glanced at Wang Xiazi, without even a disdainful look, and made a lightning move to grab Tang Yan'er and Xiaoya.

The disciples of Kongxu Mountain Realm were only at the True Dan Realm, so there was no time to stop them.

At this moment, a bloody object suddenly flew in the night and flew towards Elder Hu.

When it got closer, everyone saw clearly that it was a bloody head, with wide eyes. Deep panic and anxiety.

"Xu Ye?" Elder Hu was surprised. This person was the Zhen Dan disciple who had been sent to deliver the message.

Elder Hu subconsciously reached out to take it. The next moment, he was horrified. It was too late to stop.

Beams of light shot out from the eyes, nose, throat, and ears of the head, as if the head contained stars, sun, and moon.

Boom!

The head was torn into pieces, and the fierce Xuan Zhen magic power burst out from the head. It rushed towards Elder Hu.

Elder Hu's right hand melted into the Xuan Zhen magic power, and then his entire lower body was blown to pieces in the explosive magic power.

Plop!

Elder Hu's upper body fell to the ground, and the Zhen Ying floated out slowly. Before it flew out two steps, it was caught by a ghostly figure and caught. Stuffed into the storage ring.

In front of the Nanshan Gate magic circle and the wasteland in front of the creek forest, in addition to the bloodline disciples and Tianhua Palace, there was another third party.

The third party seemed to be only one person, hiding in the wind, as ghostly as a ghost, and moving so fast that it seemed as if he did not exist in this world. After he brutally killed Elder Hu, the cultivators of Tianhua Palace still did not react.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh... The disciples of Kongxu Mountain Realm only heard the sound of breaking wind, and saw the cultivators of Tianhua Palace being dismembered one after another, their True Infants being stripped, and falling into the long grass, but they could not see the murderer.

The world suddenly became quiet, and all sounds were silent. The sound of wind, grass, and cranes all disappeared at this moment. Only the mysterious man like the wind harvested the cultivators of Tianhua Palace, and the dripping sound of blood flowed.

Twenty-nine True Dan fourth-level, three Infant third-level, and one Infant fourth-level, an entire Tianhua Palace elite fighting team, were killed, dismembered, and their True Infants and True Dan were collected in thirteen moments.

The man's means were cruel. It seemed that there was some deep hatred, and the method was so superb that the disciples of Kongxu Mountain Realm present did not even dare to think about it.

Seeing more than 30 Tianhua Palace monks die tragically in front of them, every disciple of Kongxu Mountain Realm was filled with deep joy and pain.

As the last Tianhua Palace elder's true infant was taken away. The world in front of the Nanshan Gate returned to normal, and the sound of wind, grass, cranes, and the breathing of the disciples returned again.

The wind shadow faded, and a nine-foot tall and majestic man emerged.

The seventy-three disciples of Kongxu Mountain Realm looked at the white cloth robe, and their hearts trembled.

Under the moonlight, the man's face became clear and presented in front of everyone.

Huo Jun's body shook, Luo Fei opened his mouth, Lu Boya's face flushed, Yan Daoming clenched his fists, and Tang Yan'er's heartbeat accelerated suddenly... Nearly half of the bloodline disciples stared at Luo Chuan in disbelief, with extremely horrified eyes!

The disciples who entered the mountain later were confused, looked at their senior brothers beside them, and were suspicious and hesitated to speak.

"Hey, who is he? Do you know him?" Xiaoya pulled Wang Xiazi's sleeve and asked in a low voice.

Wang Xiazi didn't say anything. He was as stiff as if struck by lightning. He stared at Luo Chuan straight, his eyes changed from shock to shock and finally became extremely excited.

"Why, you don't recognize me?" Luo Chuan glanced at a few old acquaintances, and finally his eyes fell on Wang Xiazi, smiling slightly: "Do you really think I'm dead?"

When the last sentence came out, Xiaoya was stunned, and the other disciples who entered the sect later were also stunned. Then, they showed excitement on their faces and looked at Luo Chuan excitedly.

They were not stupid. In this situation, how could they not guess the identity of the cloth-robed monk.

Over the past ten thousand years, many genius disciples have emerged in the Empty Mountain Realm. Every genius who came out of nowhere will leave a strong and colorful mark in the history of the Empty Mountain Realm. But no one has ever been able to complete the legendary achievements he created in just three years.

The corpses scattered all over the ground, the terrifying power of harvesting an elite fighting team in thirteen moments, the strange means of resurrection from the dead... Only the legend Luo Chuan from the Empty Mountain Realm can do it.

The new disciples who were still a little dissatisfied with Luo Chuan, from this moment on, have completely surrendered.