Supreme Immortal Demon

"You can't take it out in public..." Rou Pang was startled, and then he showed a look of sudden enlightenment and said excitedly: "Yes! We must never let it be seen by outsiders in the future! Then we have to study it in private. Just now Shitou said that it knew Little Spider seems to know how to use it. My king, can Rourou go and study with them in the future..."

Before he finished speaking, Rou Pang was taken into the Nanhai Immortal Gourd by Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan ducked the Nanhai Fairy Gourd and headed towards the exit of the corridor.

Whoosh.

Luo Chuan crossed the forbidden area barrier and returned to Guangtian Pusheng Taoist Temple.

It was almost evening, and a white moon had appeared in the sky. The sunset glow was like fire, filling the mountains, rivers and Taoist palaces.

Luo Chuan took a long breath and stepped on the land of Guangtian Universal Saint. He couldn't help but feel a sense of security in his heart. This feeling was a little vague, but extremely real. After all, he had just visited an ancient battlefield thousands of miles away, defeated an arrogant genius, and snatched several treasures that would shock the outside world.

"Go directly to the valley...forget it, let's go back first to see if Xiaoyun is back."

Luo Chuan muttered to himself, and as soon as he took two steps, a feeling of extreme danger suddenly arose in his heart.

Turning his head suddenly, Luo Chuan saw the girl Mingyue with red eyes and her head buried in playing with her fingers.

Even though Luo Chuan's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, rising two levels in a row, he still didn't notice the bright moon when he walked out of the forbidden area.

"I, I, I..." Mingyue looked up at Luo Chuan, with a face of shame, and said coyly: "I'm sorry, Grandpa Taizu reprimanded Mingyue for making Mingyue..."

Luo Chuan's expression remained unchanged, and there was a trace of dissatisfaction between his eyebrows. He sneered: "Why, you still refuse to let me go? You and your great-grandfather are really unreasonable."

Mingyue was startled. Tears flowed down, and his face was filled with grievances.

Without thinking, Luo Chuan took the opportunity to escape and headed towards Qianlong Courtyard.

Ten miles away, Luo Chuan turned his head and saw the girl still sobbing on the spot. Luo Chuan breathed a sigh of relief and teleported to the outside of Qianlong Courtyard.

Not yet close to Qianlongyuan. There was a noise of gongs and drums in Luo Chuan's ears. Huaguang Baoqi rose from the Qianlong Courtyard and gathered in the air. Although it was not very high, it formed a mass of red and red glow, with a thick The festive atmosphere.

"The celebration banquet of the Dragon Head Club?"

Luo Chuan recalled that he had originally wanted to completely resolve the Dragon Head Club at the celebration banquet. So as not to get in the way anymore, but now the situation is different. Luo Chuan got the Heavenly Dao Treasure Coffin and the Heavenly Snake Lord. His eyes suddenly jumped out of the vast sky and the universal saint, to the outer battlefield.

Compared to the chaotic battlefield and the legendary Hongmeng giant tree, the dragon head will suddenly seem insignificant. Luo Chuan didn't bother to spend any effort on them.

In a flash, Luo Chuan passed directly past the bustling main courtyard of Qianlong Courtyard and entered the bamboo house.

Tianmen Xuanshen lost his power, and Luo Chuan could not use Tianmen Dharma for a short time. He raised his head and looked at the bamboo tower where he was, and looked at it intently. Ziyun was not seen, not even Mr. Hei was there.

Not only that. Today's Bamboo House is extremely quiet. Only a few monks are resting and meditating in the Bamboo House. However, when they see Luo Chuan, most of their faces change, and they either leave the Bamboo House or close the doors and windows.

The sky is getting late, the red clouds reflect the dusk, and the cool breeze blows from the distance of the bamboo courtyard, lifting Luo Chuan's long hair.

After returning to Qianlongyuan, Luo Chuan has returned to the appearance of a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, and his cultivation has naturally reached the second level of Guixu.

"Come out." Luo Chuan smiled lightly.

Circles of ripples swayed from the air on both sides, and seven young monks appeared in the Bamboo House Garden.

The seven young monks are all at the fourth level of Guixu. Among them, the cultivation level of three of them is better than that of the Great Dragon Head of the Longtou Society. They are close to the realm of virtual extremes and only one step away from the true realm.

Four of these seven people were wearing monastery robes, which were not luxurious but elegant. The other three were dressed in rich clothes and jade robes, with flamboyant eyebrows. From them, you could vaguely see the temperament of Yuan Shitian and others, but they were far less restrained than Yuan Shitian, Qi Xinyue and others, and they had the temperament of a nouveau riche.

Luo Chuan glanced at the seven people, recalling what he heard in Qianlong Courtyard that night, and already guessed the identity of the visitor.

The celebration banquet of the Dragon Head Club was attended by as many as thirty first-class Guixu Realm disciples from the four major monasteries, seven core disciples, and six descendants of the sub-emperors.

The seven people in front of me must be among the guests this time.

Luo Chuan glanced at it, not bothering to take a second look, and walked straight towards the bamboo building.

"Stop!" a monk shouted: "Are you Luo Chuan? That night, you caused a big disturbance in Qianlongyuan, and you were the one who robbed property?"

Luo Chuan kept walking.

"Hmph, you are indeed arrogant! It seems that Han Decheng's description is absolutely correct! It's really a shame and a great shame that a scum like you got mixed up in the Guangtian Universal Saint."

"Dong Wangyu and Dong Longtou are the first brave men in the past century to venture out to kill demons as a monk of Qianlong Academy. You actually have the nerve to injure Dong Longtou and steal the resources belonging to the Longtou Society. You Are you still shameless?”

"Haha, I heard that you have some connections in the Taoist academy, so you escaped punishment. My surname is Liu, and my ancestor is Kuangshan Taoist, who is ranked twelfth on the list of sub-emperors. I would like to know where you come from. ?”

Luo Chuan turned a deaf ear and did not look back even when the seven monks began to ridicule and insult them.

The descendant of the Second Emperor named Liu stared at Luo Chuan's back, his brows gloomy and his face ugly. After knowing what would happen to Longtou, he came to Qianlongyuan that night. He came three times in total, but he never saw Luo Chuan every time.

Until today, he finally caught the murderer who had been spreading rumors in Qianlongyuan these days.

Unlike the other six cultivators who came to complain, he had another relationship with the Dragon Head Society, because he was the Taoist partner of Miss Dong, the sister of Dong Longtou.

"He really needs to be taught a lesson."

The descendant of the second emperor surnamed Liu sneered, and he did not see any action. A mountain of a hundred feet in the ground in front of Luo Chuan jumped up. The mountain had no edges, but it had a sharp edge. The flash of the sword edge of the magic power, wrapped in the mysterious law of the mountain, covered the sky and shot at Luo Chuan!

At the same time, the descendant of the second emperor surnamed Liu flashed towards Luo Chuan, and the magic power in his palm turned into a lot of icebergs, smashing Luo Chuan from behind.

The extreme void realm of the fourth level of the return to the void has cultivated the meaning of the void to the extreme. It is the most difficult to control and the most difficult to defend in the magic level. The unique skills imposed on the second emperor have exerted the power to the maximum extent.

In a blink of an eye, a sword mountain and an iceberg, sometimes real and sometimes virtual, sometimes not, attacked Luo Chuan from the front and back!

The other six cultivators were secretly surprised. They had come here only to vent their anger for the Dragon Head Association, seek justice, and teach him a lesson, but they did not expect Liu Xiaocheng to use such a cruel trick. Once they were hit, the lightest result would be serious injuries for several months.

The next moment, the faces of the young genius cultivators were shocked.

The young man in the cloth robe and long hair stretched out his hand and pointed forward. A gorgeous five-color magic light swept out and hit the sword mountain. The collapse of the hundred-foot sword mountain stopped immediately, and it broke into pieces in an instant, and annihilated with a bang!

Turning around, Luo Chuan put away the five-element small path magic power, watched the face of the second emperor's descendant disappear with a strong and incredible expression, and stretched out his hand.

The illusory iceberg method was grabbed by Luo Chuan with one hand, crushed, and dispersed into powder.

"How did you..."

Before Liu Xiaocheng finished speaking, he was picked up by Luo Chuan. They were both at the peak of the fourth level of Guixu, but they had no power to fight back.

"Stop!"

The faces of the other six genius monks changed drastically, and they were frightened and panicked, fearing that the monster-like boy would kill them, and they all jumped away.

Luo Chuan's hand flashed, and he waved his arm and threw Liu Xiaocheng out.

A cyclone spread from Liu Xiaocheng's chest, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a wave of air, blocking the six monks.

The six monks were caught off guard and were blown away by the wave of air and thrown to the ground.

However, except for Liu Xiaocheng who was seriously injured and unconscious, the other six monks were only slightly embarrassed, and their vitality and mana flowed freely, without even a trace of minor injuries.

The six monks stood up and looked at each other, with disbelief in their eyes.

This kind of strength, this kind of control over power, they are not unprecedented, but it should never appear in an unknown young monk in Qianlongyuan.

The strength of the young monk is far stronger than the core disciples of the four monasteries, and has even reached the level of those people in the legend.

A cultivator came forward to help the unconscious Liu Xiaocheng up, looked at Luo Chuan deeply, and showed resentment on his face, and turned to leave the bamboo garden.

"The stupidest thing in the world is to overestimate one's own ability."

The voice of the young man sounded from behind them.

"But what is more stupid than overestimate one's own ability is to be used as a gun by others without knowing one's own ability."

After saying that, Luo Chuan floated into the bamboo building.

The six talented cultivators looked at each other, and there was a bit of suspicion in their eyes.

"What he meant was that we were used by the Dragon Head Society?" A cultivator said in a low voice with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Such a person, who actually lives in seclusion in Qianlongyuan, is hard not to remind people of the monk Kongming in the past. People like them will not take action for no reason and attract attention."

"Now that I think about it, the Dragon Head Association is also one-sided, both sides are one-sided... Forget it, let's go back first, the banquet is about to start. I heard that Zhuo Laosheng Su Gu, including many descendants of the emperor, will come. I don't know where the Dragon Head Association got such a big face."

Not long after, six monks brought the seriously injured Liu Xiaocheng into the main courtyard of Qianlongyuan.

In the main courtyard, except for the five main tables at the top, the rest are all buffets. The monks of the Dragon Head Association are like a revolving lantern, setting up the buffet, and many guests have arrived in advance.

The six monks didn't want to attract attention, but as soon as they returned to the main courtyard, eyes were cast from all directions and gathered on them.

Seeing Liu Xiaocheng's miserable state, the guest monks were all shocked, and then they all looked thoughtful.

The first and second dragon heads, who were directing their monks to arrange the event, looked at each other, and after a brief moment of surprise, they faintly revealed a hint of joy. As for Dong Longtou, he frowned, his face solemn, and a hint of murderous intent.

"Fellow Daoist Huo, what's going on?" Finally, a guest monk couldn't help but ask.