Supreme Immortal Demon

The setting sun was like blood, and the blood-colored glow reflected on Xiang Mochou's ferocious face. His hands instantly grew longer, and his nails were like red meteorite blades, flashing a series of enchanting lights.

To grow to the Return to Void Realm without the support and protection of the sect, one must either be born with great luck or have an extraordinary inheritance.

Xiang Mochou had both.

When his "claws" that looked like red meteorite blades were exposed to everyone's eyes, almost all the cultivators in the Middle Earth were shocked, but they all vaguely recalled the past more than a thousand years ago.

More than a thousand years ago, in the Middle Earth of the Tiannan Region, there was also a tyrannical evil demon lord who once dominated the world in the south of the sky, burned, killed, looted, and killed people without a plan, and accumulated a large number of resources and magic weapons. Until the appearance of the Qingchuan Sword Demon, no one could survive three moves under the magic sword, but it took three moves to kill that person, ending his lifelong reputation.

The once invincible evil demon, his famous skill is a pair of blood-red sharp blade claws.

Xiang Mochou's whereabouts are elusive and his personality is treacherous. His inheritance has always been a mystery. Until today in the Qingchuan Icefield, his inheritance was exposed, and this exposure made his origin even more mysterious!

On the icefield, in front of the bronze palace, 3,001 flying arrows swept across the sky, wrapped in the power of thunder, led by the Qilin arrow, covering the sky and the earth, forming a formation, and shooting at Luochuan from all directions.

The arrow formation is impenetrable and has a killing momentum. Due to the appearance of the Qilin arrow, the power is more than ten times stronger than before on the glacier, and Luochuan has almost been trapped in the arrow formation.

And the appearance of Xiang Mochou is just right! It is equivalent to adding another variable to this rigorous and meticulous arrow formation.

Just like the fish swimming in the water and the flying leaves in the wind, it is ethereal and infinite, changing in thousands of ways, and difficult to guess!

If the Qilin Arrow Formation shot by the Thunder Dao Young Master in a rage originally only had 60% confidence, then Xiang Mochou joined silently, transformed into the Son of Killing, and activated the arrow formation, which added another 30% confidence.

Whether the pursuers or the spectators present, they were all people with high cultivation and sharp eyesight. They all saw the current situation.

Even several ancestors from the overseas Lei Island secretly looked at Xiang Mochou with new eyes. Although this boy inherited the evil, he dared to do what others dared not do, and his eyesight was vaguely in line with the Tao. Even among the overseas cultivators, only a few people could be compared with him.

He was the first to attack Luo Chuan twice. This kind of decisive killing is the Tao heart that people who pursue the Tao should have!

When the residual blood of the sunset slid down Luo Chuan's eyebrows to the corners of his lips, the Qilin Arrow Formation and Xiang Mochou finally arrived!

The three thousand arrow formations were like the stars in the sky. Under the traction of the Qilin arrows, they drew unpredictable trajectories and appeared in all directions of Luo Chuan.

And the Qilin arrow that added the power of thunder and change ignored the broken ice round shield in Luo Chuan's hand, broke through the ice and appeared above Luo Chuan's head.

At the same time, Xiang Mochou flashed a demonic ghost, and two pairs of blood claws that seemed to be tempered by star meteorite iron pierced the broken ice round shield from left to right and appeared on both sides of Luo Chuan's waist and ribs.

All this from the beginning to now has been less than one-tenth of a finger snap.

"Huh!"

Luo Chuan exhaled a long breath, the air was like a black pillar, but this time he did not spray forward, but broke into three thousand breaths halfway! Each breath turned into a powerful propulsion force and rushed towards the broken ice round shield!

Crash!

The broken ice round shield in Luo Chuan's hand was instantly shattered, breaking into pieces of broken ice, no more, no less, just three thousand pieces.

The rays of light reflected into the triangular shaped broken ice fragments, reflecting a fiery red halo. More than 3,000 broken ice fragments reflected a blazing blood halo, covering Luo Chuan's body. His flying purple hair was particularly flamboyant and bursting against the blood halo.

The 3,000 broken ice fragments did not stop. Under the impetus of Luo Chuan's "One Breath into Three Thousand", they shot out suddenly. The speed was so fast that they made thunderous sounds and rumbled in the friction with the air.

The Tianmen Fa Mind was activated, and with the "One Breath into Three Thousand", the 3,000 broken ice fragments were controlled to accurately hit the 3,000 flying arrows!

Buzz!

The 3,000 broken ice fragments and the 3,000 flying arrows collided with each other. After a stalemate of one thousandth of a second, both sides broke at the same time! They died together! More than 6,000 cyclones of magic power flowed in all directions, tearing the void, emitting violent tremors, attracting a stream of mist, and drowning Luo Chuan!

On the overseas Lei Island side, the faces of the three thousand bow-controlling monks were all pale, and they retreated weakly, looking at Luo Chuan with shock and fear! The mana of more than three thousand people was actually broken by Luo Chuan's control of the broken ice in one breath... What level of physical strength has this person reached? When a person exhales, the five internal organs, including the blood and qi, need to exert force at the same time. The level of the five internal organs and blood presented by Luo Chuan's breath has reached the level of some top beasts of the third level of Guixu.

In the center of the ice field, a series of mists rolled and entangled, covering Luo Chuan, including Xiang Mochou who attacked him.

Although Luo Chuan broke the three thousand arrow formation in one breath, showing his strong physical strength, his crisis was not over.

Under the tense gaze of a pair of eyes, the mist surrounding Luo Chuan slowly dissipated.

On the west side of the glacier, Lei Dao Shaojun's eyes suddenly widened and his heartbeat accelerated.

Then Luo Chuan raised his right hand above his head, and his big hand firmly blocked the flying arrow of the Qilin! The tip of the Qilin Arrow was only half a foot away from Luo Chuan's head. The tail of the arrow vibrated violently, and rays of thunder power poured out from the arrow body, trying to drive the Qilin Arrow into Luo Chuan's head.

The veins on Luo Chuan's right hand and his arm were exposed, and they turned red under the friction of the Qilin Arrow, revealing the strong energy and blood in his arm. A purple "cloud" gushes out from his palm, but it is water vapor that rises after the sweat evaporates!

This bow and arrow is the treasure of Wanxiang Thunder Island. It is a magic weapon of the third level. The level is extremely high. If it is used by the ancestors of the first and second levels of Guixu to shoot, it will definitely be able to reach the peak of the fourth level of Guixu or even surpass Guixu. The power of the fourth level. But in the hands of Mr. Lei Dao, he could only exert the power of the peak of the third level of Guixu.

The difference of one level is like heaven and earth.

Two flashes of purple light flashed in Luo Chuan's eyes, and he exerted force with his right arm, like reaching for the stars from the sky, grabbing the Qilin Flying Arrow and holding it in the palm of his hand.

Under his left arm, there was a half-dead monk.

Looking at Xiang Mochou, who was trapped under Luo Chuan's ribs, the monks were frightened. A picture emerged in their minds: Xiang Mochou sneaked into the arrow formation and used a unique move to attack Luo Chuan from behind. His unique skill, the sharp iron blade and sharp claws, cut through a sharp arc, wrapped in mana, and successfully stabbed Luo Chuan in both ribs! Before he could be happy, severe pain struck him. After his "demon claws" stabbed Luo Chuan's ribs, not only did they fail to penetrate, but they broke off due to the violent impact! Luo Chuan transformed into the Prime Minister of the Ancient People of Tiannan. With one hand, he blocked the Qilin Arrow with the force of his hand. The other arm circled behind him and suddenly pulled it out. With one palm, he slapped Xiang Mochou until his ribs were broken and Dao Ying was shattered. Then he was trapped in his ribs. Down.

Bang!

Xiang Mochou, the ancestor of Guixu who had the inheritance of the most powerful person in Tiannan thousands of years ago, was thrown heavily to the ground by Luo Chuan. He bounced twice, his breath was dying, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Even if he is still alive, this famous Tiannan leftist master has become a useless person.

Luo Chuan turned his head, his cold eyes swept over everyone on Lei Island, and finally settled on Mr. Lei Dao.

call……

The sound of blowing wind sounded.

All the monks knew very well that the sound of wind was clearly the sound of Luo Chuan's heavy breathing.

In an instant, the wind stopped.

The monks' hearts tightened, and when they looked up, they saw the man with flamboyant purple hair in the distance suddenly raised his arm, holding the unicorn arrow engraved with mysterious patterns in his palm, and threw it violently in the direction of Wanxiang Thunder Island!

The sound of breaking wind sounded!

The sound of wind is mixed with the sound of thunder! It's like a unicorn roaring!

As soon as the roar of the unicorn came out, a bolt of thunder appeared in front of the Vientiane Thunder Island camp!

The arrow thrown by Luo Chuan flew so fast that it seemed to transcend the constraints of time and space and exceeded the reaction speed of everyone present.

The three thousand string-controlling cultivators from Vientiane Thunder Island have not yet responded. Although the eight Thunder Ancestor protectors are aware of it, their reaction speed cannot keep up with the speed of the flying arrows.

Roar!

On the west side of the glacier, the roar of the unicorn echoed.

Lei Dao Shaojun held the treasured bow with one hand and the bowstring with the other hand. He stared at the Qilin Arrow coming towards him, with a trace of panic in his eyes. Before this panic could spread, the unicorn arrow had already penetrated his chest!

At dusk, a dark stain of blood flowed on the cold glacier. The blood stain became thicker and thicker, and soon dyed the glacier red.

Boom!

Through the empty upper body of Mr. Lei Dao, everyone saw a hundred-foot iceberg flattened by Qilin arrows.

Mr. Lei Dao held the bow tightly, lowered his head with all his strength, and looked at the empty hole from his chest to his abdomen. Desperation appeared in his eyes, and then he threw his head back and fell down.

"Brother!" Lei Ying rushed forward and knelt down in front of Lei Dao Shaojun's body, tears streaming down her face.

"Little Lord!"

The eight Lei Zu Dharma Protectors all stood stunned on the spot, their faces as pale as paper.

The Fourth Young Lord is a symbol of the four overseas islands. His life is tied to the Dao, and he has never died. The death of Mr. Lei Dao will be a heavy blow to both Vientiane Lei Island and overseas Qingyu.

"You also go with him."

A cold voice echoed against the frozen earth.

The face of the Protector of Lei Ancestor who was standing at the bottom changed slightly. Before he could turn around, his head was clamped by a pair of fleshy palms.

Taking advantage of the death of Mr. Lei Dao, Luo Chuan quietly sneaked into the Wanxiang Lei Island camp and directly selected a Lei Ancestor protector. His blood and essence flew like dragons in his arms, and he suddenly exerted force. Pull out the head and neck of Protector Lei Zu!

The dark purple Dao Infant floated out from the body of Protector Lei Ancestor. Before he could fly away, he was slapped away by Luo Chuan.

Just as the other seven Lei Ancestor Protectors were aware of it, Luo Chuan appeared behind another Lei Ancestor Protector. He launched another sneak attack and repeated his old trick. This time, he punched his vest!

The Thunder Ancestor Protector had already reacted, and instantly used all his magic power on his back. A thunder shield like a tortoise shell formed behind him, flashing with lightning, hundreds of feet long and wide, covering all the flaws around his body.

The other six Lei Ancestor protectors roared and roared, and they all used unfathomable magic power. They condensed a mountain of body-protecting energy shields around their bodies, and surrounded Luo Chuan from six directions. (To be continued...)