Supreme Immortal Demon

All the way here, until the desperate situation of Qingchuan.

Master Luo Chuan has established a supreme reputation in the vast land of Tiannan Territory... That is a reputation established by a series of invincible achievements, which is real and true.

Although he is only at the third level of Nascent Soul, even the ancestors at the third level of Return to Void dare not underestimate Luo Chuan when they see him.

He is alone, but Tianhua Palace, Nanyou Sect, Kunting Mountain, including the powerful and mysterious Twelve Divisions of the Past, have all been played by him without leaving any bones.

He has few friends, but whether it is Zhou Buchen, Ning Tianxing, or the Princess Su Yuchen of Daxia, they are all rare geniuses in the Tiannan Territory.

He was born in the small country of Tang in Tiannan and started in the Empty Mountain Realm, which is known to the world. But he has another extremely mysterious inheritance. Whether it is the identity of a Tianmen monk or the "fellow" Yuanjiang monster, his mysterious inheritance is even more confusing.

A year ago, before he returned to Tiannan, Tiannan Central Earth was suppressed by overseas. But now, when the name of Luo Chuan is mentioned, all overseas monks change color.

No matter how much he pretends on the surface, everyone has to admit that although Master Luo Chuan is still in Tiannan, his experience over the years has inadvertently created a legend that cannot be surpassed for thousands of years.

Therefore, when the monks who came to explore the treasure saw the cloth-robed monk sitting with his back to them in the depths of the glacier, they were only shocked for a short time, and did not feel incredible or unbelievable.

More and more monks gathered here, and soon the number was nearly a thousand.

More than 900 monks from the third stage of Nascent Soul to the third stage of Return to Void almost included more than 80% of the elite monks from Tiannan Central Earth to overseas. There were so many people and mixed hearts that they all stopped behind Luo Chuan for a while. They were cautious of each other, and no one dared to step forward first.

Deep in the glacier, the waves were gently swaying.

Luo Chuan wore a white robe and had long hair. He had his back to everyone, and his body movements were perfect and flawless. His independent and flamboyant artistic conception seemed to be integrated with the glacier sea, making it difficult to grasp.

Only Luo Chuan himself knew that his physical strength was not much stronger than before when his physical body collapsed. In terms of strength alone, it was even weaker.

In other words, he was now a paper tiger. He could scare people, but if he really had to fight, he would not be as good as an ordinary fourth-level Nascent Soul.

"Little bastard, take me away." Luo Chuan transmitted a voice. In this situation, he could only rely on the speed of the white bat's body movements, which was unrivaled in the south of the sky, to save his life.

"Little bastard?"

"Bastard?"

"Uncle bastard!"

"You bastard! You fell asleep again!"

Luo Chuan grabbed the sleepy white bat fiercely, then took a deep breath, and the clear and turbid air rose in his body.

The clear air rose, and the turbid air fell.

The clear and turbid air rose and fell in Luo Chuan's body, driving Luo Chuan to float slowly upwards.

Looking at Luo Chuan's figure floating upward, many of the more than 900 monks showed signs of eagerness in their eyes. But still no one moved at all.

The monks kept their troops still, which was exactly what Luo Chuan wanted. In a blink of an eye, Luo Chuan was more than 300 feet away from the bottom of the glacier. Even he himself did not expect it to be so smooth.

But at this moment, a lightning bolt fell from the sky! The magic power of the Return to Void Realm penetrated the glacier directly! Shooting towards Luo Chuan!

It was a magic arrow full of lightning power, with the Qilin chasing the Phoenix pattern printed on both sides of the arrow wings. The speed was so fast and the power was so great that it actually shot a long column through the ice sea from top to bottom.

Although Luo Chuan had noticed it long ago, when the arrow came, his body was half a beat slower.

Boom!

The magic lightning arrow hit Luo Chuan's forehead!

Such a fierce and powerful arrow could not leave a trace on Luo Chuan's forehead. In a blink of an eye, it broke into fragments, turned into powder, and scattered with the wind.

But before the monks in the sea could exclaim. Luo Chuan's body trembled violently, and he was blown away more than fifty steps by this arrow, looking very embarrassed.

There was complete silence, and everyone was stunned.

The hardness of the body was terrifying, but the strength of the body was so weak that it was completely unworthy of the grade that Luo Chuan's body should have. Could it be that... Luo Chuan's body... has not yet fully recovered?

Under the glacier, those pairs of eyes lit up.

Although they were afraid of Luo Chuan's reputation and strength, those who could cultivate to the Infant Return to Void Realm were all selected from thousands of people, with a strong and resolute heart. Driven by interests, they gradually forgot the reputation of Master Luo.

Luo Chuan's body was still fragile, and his strength was less than one tenth of his. If they could take this opportunity to kill him, they would not only be able to obtain treasures such as the Divine Weapon Palace, but also gain supreme reputation. Although reputation is only two words, the benefits it can bring are not inferior to any treasure in the world.

"Master Luo, you can't even take such an arrow?"

A ghostly figure emerged from the side and appeared three steps behind Luo Chuan.

Bald head, yellow face, long beard to the chest, and a faint evil aura shrouded his whole body... Soon, all the cultivators in Tiannan Middle Earth recognized this person. It was the contemporary evil master of Tiannan, Xiang Mochou, who had reached the first level of Guixu. His methods were strange and unpredictable, his methods were also evil, and he was extremely cruel.

Being the first to kill out of more than 900 cultivators, Xiang Mochou was willing to take great risks for wealth and honor. Whether it was his vision or his courage, he could be called the elite among the elites in Tiannan.

A dignified ancestor of the first level of Guixu would never have taken a third-level Nascent Soul cultivator seriously in the past, but now he was facing Luo Chuan, who was invincible in Tiannan, so he naturally went all out.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, finished fighting in an instant.

Luo Chuan's Xuan Dao magic power was dispersed, and his physical body was once again hit hard by Patriarch Guixu.

Bang!

Luo Chuan was knocked out by a palm. Although he was not seriously injured or injured, a sickly blush appeared on his face and he was very embarrassed.

With his magical cultivation, coupled with his technical skills and high-quality methods, he would have no problem dealing with the fourth level of Huaying. But facing Patriarch Guixu, he was a bit stretched.

The reason why Luo Chuan was able to leapfrog and kill the ancestors of the first and even second levels of Guixu in the empty mountain world was all because of the terrifying third-level body of Long Huan.

Now in Luo Chuan's physical body, the four strands of blood have been weakened by 99% at the same time, which is equivalent to lacking the source of power of the physical body. He only has a perfect physical skeleton but no strength. Facing Patriarch Guixu, he will only be beaten. !

"In my fighting method, the physical body has become the foundation, and the blood must be replenished as soon as possible...the source of physical strength, the essence of water, grain, and blood food!"

Luo Chuan's heart moved, and regardless of the embarrassment all over his body, he stood up and flew out of the glacier. Instead of dying here, it is better to go out and hunt blood food as soon as possible, replenish the four blood nature of the body, and restore the power of the body to perfection!

The uproar arose!

As early as when Luo Chuan was slapped away by Xiang Mochou, the monks gathered at the bottom of the sea couldn't hold it in anymore, and their hearts were ready to move. When they saw Luo Chuan again, they ran away without saying a word. How could the Tiannan monks not know that Master Luo Chuan was facing a major crisis? Otherwise, how could he have fled without a fight in an unprecedented way.

"That's the top divine weapon palace." A Guixu second-level ancestor who had been hiding in the world for many years licked his lips, no longer hesitated, activated his body skills, and chased Luo Chuan.

"Luo Chuan's inheritance and skills should all be in him." An eighth-grade sect's Guixu ancestor said to himself, his eyes were fiery, and he shot out.

"Whoever kills Luo Chuan will be famous all over the world for three hundred years! Kill him!"

None of the more than 900 monks at the bottom of the sea hesitated. They each used their body skills, walked on the waves and broke through the ice, and chased Luo Chuan!

Although they are well aware of Luo Chuan's horror, and are very familiar with Luo Chuan's reputation for immortality and invincibility, people die for money and birds die for food. Those who practice spiritual life risk their lives for luck, and will disregard life and death as long as there is a trace of profit.

In the glacier, Luo Chuan took the lead, relying on the pure and turbid Qi in his body to rush towards the sea.

Behind him is a group of monks headed by Xiang Mochou! Almost 80% of the elite monks in Tiannan Territory have gathered together! The cultivation level ranges from the third level of Huaying to the third level of Guixu. While chasing him, he shot waves of magical energy, trying to knock Luo Chuan down from the height of the sea!

Luo Chuan didn't look back or fight back. He was like a fluttering leaf, tumbling among the waves of magical energy. He was always able to save the day at the last moment. He would be shot down at the slightest moment. The monks chasing him behind him couldn't help but feel their heart beat faster. .

Less than a hundred feet away from the sea, Luo Chuan quickly took out ten dragon spines from his storage ring and swallowed them in big gulps.

Jam!

The dragon's spine turned into powder between Luo Chuan's mouth, and all the essence was sucked into Luo Chuan's belly.

To replenish physical strength, the best supplement is the flesh and blood of spiritual beasts and birds from heaven and earth. When the spiritual beasts just die, the essence in the flesh and blood is most vigorous. Over time, the essence will fade away.

Although the essence source in the dragon's spine is higher in grade than ordinary spiritual birds and beasts, because it is not killed immediately, the essence source is not strong. For Luo Chuan, it can only play a short-term role in improving blood quality and cannot be used. To consolidate the blood nature.

However, what Luo Chuan wanted was short-term results.

Inhaling the essence of the dragon's spine, Luo Chuan's four blood qualities have increased compared with before, and his physical strength has also been significantly improved.

At this moment, Luochuan floated to the surface of the glacier.

Wow!

The waves of the glacier spread to both sides, and the afternoon sun shone from the east, covering the glacier and clearly showing the people and horses on the sea.

Far away from the glacier, the battle between Xiaoqing and Su Yuchen still had no winner.

On the other side, the White Bone Demon Pig has bewitched a large number of monks at home and abroad, and there are actually some fish from the twelve tribes that have slipped through the net. They besieged Xiang Ziyun, Zhou Buchen, Ning Tianxing and the Qin Demon Ancestor, and fought for a while. Inseparable.

Just above Luo Chuan's head, Luo Chuan saw two groups of people. Above the heads of these two groups of people, two clouds of purple and one red rose. Even without looking, he knew they must be monks from the overseas Thunder Island and Fire Island.

Luo Chuan raised his head and saw one person among the monks on the overseas Thunder Island.

That was a young monk with a height of nine feet, purple hair hanging down to his waist, and twin eyes. He was none other than Mr. Lei Dao.

In the hand of Lei Dao Shaojun, he held a thunder unicorn bow.

The arrow that hit Luo Chuan between his eyebrows was none other than Mr. Lei Dao!