Supreme Immortal Demon

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Wow, these five are the high-grade divine weapons and Taoist palaces that Vice Envoy Gao said! They are indeed extraordinary in martial arts! Much higher than the Taoist weapons of the Second Holy Master!"

"Deputy Ambassador Gao? Why don't you speak?"

The disciples of Tianhua Palace who surrounded Gao Dufu talked to each other and looked excitedly at the five Divine Weapon Dao Palaces above the great abyss.

Unlike Gao Duhuo, their eyes have been refined by countless spiritual springs. They have eyesight far beyond that of ordinary monks, and can clearly see the iconic white sermon robe in the Divine Weapon Dao Palace.

They also thought that these five magnificent and unique Divine Weapon Dao Palaces were moved out of the Great Abyss of the Dao Palace by the Second Saint Master, Fourth Dao Shaojun and others.

Gao Duhui was as silent as a cicada and dumbfounded, completely unable to hear what the people around him were saying.

"Luo, Luo, Luo Chuan... you, aren't you already dead..."

After a while, Gao Dufu clenched his fists and murmured in a voice that only he could hear.

No matter how much he pretended not to care about Luo Chuan and how much he looked down on Luo Chuan in front of Chi Liu'er, in fact, to this day, he still wakes up in his dreams and is so frightened by Luo Chuan's smile in his dreams that he can't sleep in the middle of the night.

People who practice can already control their dreams, unless their Taoist mind is severely damaged and cannot recover. And Luo Chuan was Gao Dufu's only inner demon, one that he couldn't eliminate after nearly six years.

At the time of the Great Miefenfeng, he was just a young monk who was a little smart but not cunning enough, and had a crush on his senior sister. But it has always been based on emotion and stopped on etiquette. Until I met Luo Chuan, and from then on. Everything has undergone earth-shaking changes. He has gone from being a cultivator at the Great Mew Peak to being an undercover agent who sneaked into Tianhua Palace, and was "trained" by his "master" Chi Liu'er day and night.

Every time he was tortured by Chi Liu'er, he hated Luo Chuan so much that he wished he could eat Luo Chuan's flesh, blood and bones alive.

But what made him feel even more painful was that the more he hated, the more afraid he became. He was full of fear of Luo Chuan and eventually turned into an indelible nightmare.

And Luo Chuan himself is more like an immortal monster. Every time he heard about his death, Gao Duhuo would celebrate grandly, but before he could be happy for long, Luo Chuan would suddenly appear, just like this time... He was like the evil devil in the legend. It will never die, and will always appear in front of you when you are most proud, shattering your illusions.

There was a sudden burst of heat behind him, and a low laughter could be heard faintly. Only Gao Dufu could hear it.

Gao Dufu's body trembled. His face was red, and he knew it was Chiliu'er who was staring at him, with a look of ridicule and ridicule on his face.

Under the night sky of Qingchuan, five ten thousand-foot-long Divine Weapon Dao Palaces are suspended in the sky, like five giant mountains. Across the sky!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

Seven more figures flew up from the abyss of the Taoist Palace and appeared in front of the five ten thousand-foot-long Divine Weapon Taoist Palace. It is the Divine Weapon Dao Palace of the Second Saint Master, the Fourth Dao Lord, and Zhuo Huangsun.

Compared with the Wan Zhang Divine Weapon Dao Palace, the driving skills of the Seven Second Holy Masters were obviously weaker, and they were swaying as if they would be blown away by the strong wind at any time.

The surface of these seven giant statues of divine soldiers was pitted and pitted, as if they had just been beaten and looked disgraced.

"You still dare to come?"

A cold laughter sounded from the five ten thousand-foot-long Divine Weapon Dao Palace.

The one who laughed was a giant blue demon with three heads and six arms riding a winged tiger, it was the Demon Emperor Wu Wu.

Many young monks present were stunned for a moment, and then realized that the one who spoke was not the giant cyan demon, but the mysterious monk who was driving the giant cyan demon!

In the cliff square, there were two monks with surprise on their faces.

The person on the left is wearing a black Taoist robe, with a huge wine gourd hanging on his waist. He is majestic and has a curly beard. He is none other than Sima Wuji, a young and vigorous young man in Qijing today who can almost cover the sky with one hand.

And beside Sima Wuji, it was Ren Xian, his right and left hand who always followed him like a shadow.

"Young Marshal, it's him..." Ren Xian whispered, and with his extremely calm Taoist state of mind, there was a slight fluctuation in his voice at this time.

After no one answered for a long time, Ren Xian turned his head and looked at Sima Wuji, slightly startled.

Sima Wuji clenched his fists tightly and looked at the giant statue of the helpless Demon Emperor. His face was complicated, with envy, jealousy, disbelief, and unwillingness.

In the past, in Tianqi Capital, Sima Wuji's Xingtian Dao Society and Ning Tianxing's Tianxing Dao Society were incompatible with each other and fought in Tianqi Capital. In the end, Ning Tianxing was expelled from Ninghou Taoist Mansion and Tianxing Taoist Society was disbanded.

Everyone was talking about the lengthy war between Sima Wuji and Ning Tianxing, but Sima Wuji finally won.

Sima Wuji himself thought so and was proud of it. He had also inquired about Ning Tianxing, and found out that Ning Tianxing and Luo Chuan ended up together, making trouble in Zhoujing, breaking into the Bone Prison Palace, etc. Sima Wuji smiled and disapproved deep down in his heart.

They hadn’t seen each other for many years. Sima Wuji was focused on his career in Tianqi Capital and could hardly remember his former friends and mortal enemies. But he didn't expect that many years later, when he saw Ning Tianxing again, he was already sitting in the palace of the strongest divine weapon. He looked down upon the monks at home and abroad, and even the legendary Second Saint Master didn't take him seriously. inside.

"Ning Tianxing showed up, Na Luochuan..."

Ren Xian turned his head and looked at the tallest Shenbing Dao Palace in the middle.

Sima Wuji's body trembled, he raised his head and looked at the Emperor of Dongtian. His expression became more complicated. He exhaled for a long time and smiled bitterly: "Luo Chuan is there. He is not dead yet... It was obviously me who wanted to make friends with Luo Chuan. Ning Tianxing and Luo Chuan were clearly enemies... Now, they have become friends of life and death. It's really fate."

Sima Wuji's tone was full of envy.

Ren Xian took a deep breath, as if he wanted to say something, but finally held back.

Young Marshal, if you treated Luo Chuan with even a little sincerity back then, instead of thinking about how to maximize the value of use, you and Luo Chuan might have become friends.

Not far behind Sima Wuji and Ren Xian, the one-armed Lu Daoran and the tired monk of the empty temple stood side by side, looking up at the seven divine weapon palaces with smiles on their faces.

"Daoyou Lu, Luo Chuan and the others are still alive."

"Haha, it's just as you and I thought. Our Daoyou Luo seems to be born immortal. Whenever everyone thinks he's dead, he comes back to life."

"Fortunately, we didn't wait in vain... What a big surprise!"

Lu Daoran and the monk of the empty temple smiled at each other. Although they were far behind Luo Chuan, Zhou Buchen and others in terms of cultivation, and their talents and potential were even more incomparable. But among the younger generation of cultivators in the Middle Earth, the two are still considered top-notch.

Gradually, more and more cultivators, either performing magic or opening their eyes, saw the drivers of the five ten-thousand-foot-high divine weapon palaces.

Most of these cultivators were elders and ancestors of various forces. Although they were shocked, they could still maintain their composure.

However, the three forces that chased Luo Chuan and his party on the Feng Shui and Geomancy Avenue, Tianhua Palace, Overseas Thunder Island and Overseas Fire Island, could not remain calm at this time. The elders and ancestors of the three forces, especially the Guixu ancestors who participated in the hunt more than half a year ago, all looked at Luo Chuan and others with eyes that seemed to have seen a ghost, and their faces changed constantly.

The square under the moon suddenly became quiet.

After a moment, the quiet atmosphere was broken.

"What an arrogant tone. Who are you five?"

A cold voice came from the Divine Weapon Palace named Yunfa Dao Ren, and the one who spoke was the female saint among the two saints.

"No matter who you are, come out quickly and hand over the Divine Weapon Palace. The operation of the Divine Weapon Palace requires astonishing resources, which are beyond your imagination and are definitely not enough for you to control."

The voice of the Holy Lord surnamed Lie came from the Qinglong Taoist: "You may have a good chance to get these five Divine Weapon Palaces, but they are too precious for you. It is better to hand them over. Our Ersheng Family will do our best to give you a satisfactory price. Do you want elixirs, spiritual veins or magic weapons? No matter how much you want, our Ersheng Family will try our best to satisfy you."

"That's right." The voice of the female Holy Lord surnamed Feng also eased: "You can comprehend the Divine Weapon Palace, and you must know the truth that it is a crime to possess a treasure. Selling these five Divine Weapon Palaces to our Ersheng Family is definitely a sure win for you."

After speaking, the Second Holy Lord fell silent, his eyes wandering between the five Divine Weapon Palaces, waiting for the five people's replies, and preparing for a long bargaining.

They didn't think that the five people on the opposite side would refuse, even though these five people obviously had extraordinary talents and potential, and they beat up their Divine Weapon Dao Palace in the Dao Palace Abyss. But as they said before, except for the two saints, no one or any force in the Tiannan region is qualified to own these five Divine Weapon Dao Palaces.

"Luo Chuan, how to play, you say." In the Tianlei Sword God, Zhou Buchen glanced at the monks under him, his voice cold.

"Tianhua Palace, mine. As for Thunder Island and Fire Island, you and Ning Tianxing can do it." In the Dongtian God Emperor, Luo Chuan said lightly.

The two did not restrain their voices. Under the heavens, strength is the greatest. The two subdued the Dongtian God Emperor and the Tianlei Sword God, and already possessed the unparalleled power of the Tiannan region, so they were naturally too lazy to hide it.

The voice passed through the sky thousands of feet high and reached the ears of everyone in the cliff square.

The young monks from various forces looked up at the five Divine Weapon Dao Palaces. Whether they were monks from the Middle Earth or overseas, shock and disbelief appeared on their faces.

Luo Chuan, Ning Tianxing... the person who spoke... must be Zhou Buchen!

These people were strangled in public at the entrance of the second level of Qingchuan more than half a year ago! They died without leaving any trace! Why did they suddenly appear in the Dao Palace Dayuan more than half a year later, and also comprehended and conquered five ten thousand feet of divine weapon Dao Palaces... What happened in the middle?

Gradually, the eyes of the cultivators fell on the iconic white cloth Taoist robe in the Dongtian Shendi Dao Palace.

Master Luo Chuan... he actually survived again.

Is he really immortal?