Supreme Immortal Demon

"Want to leave?"

Luo Chuan sneered, and took out the hand behind his back, holding a colorful feather in his hand.

At the same time, Tianshe Zhenjun also suddenly lifted the blood pool.

The two of them simultaneously offered their magic weapons and rushed in the direction where Master Mo was escaping!

The void was broken, revealing a deep and long void corridor. At the end of the corridor, only a figure was seen running wildly with his head lifted.

The two suction forces simultaneously rolled up Master Mo, the power of the blood pool rolled up his body, and the colorful feathers rolled up his head.

Master Mo fell on his buttocks and was dragged back by the two suction forces. He roared and roared, but he was powerless and could only let the two suction forces pull him back to the ancient battlefield in the foreign domain.

"Hmph."

A muffled sound echoed in the depths of the void, accompanied by a strong knife force.

The knife force came from nowhere. Although it was just a knife force, without a trace of Dao power, it was just the purest Dao skill realm, but it also cut the void corridor into thousands of pieces, twisting and rolling, like broken earthworms.

The knife force came fiercely, with a clear target, which was the two forces of attraction that entangled Master Mo.

Luo Chuan frowned, but he also knew that the one who chopped this knife was the master of Master Mo's clone, the Dao Dao Ancestor who was far away in the Six Star Domain!

Billions of miles apart, a knife force chopped into the void, still had such power, the strength of the Ancestor level strongman can be imagined.

At this time, a chuckle sounded from somewhere in the void: "Brother Dao is not in retreat, why did he suddenly come here to test the knife. Strange, really strange."

Another powerful Dao thought power flew out to meet the knife force!

The cultivation of the master of the thought is unfathomable. The power of the thought is powerful and profound, not inferior to the Dao Ancestor at all.

Buzz!

In the deep void that was originally empty, the sea tide was flooding and the waves were surging. The sea water in the void came out of nowhere, gathered under Dao Nian, and blocked the knife to Dao Zu.

"Mind your own business!"

The knife force evolved into thousands of images, rolled up the turbulent flow of the void, and rushed towards Dao Nian and the sea water in the void.

Rumble!

The huge impact force spread in all directions. It shattered pieces of flying stars and meteorites. The remaining force spread thousands of miles away and even affected a remote domain. The domain was originally peaceful, but because of this residual force, a huge wave was rolled up. For a time, earthquakes were frequent. Mountains collapsed and rivers split. That domain fell into panic.

"It's indeed meddling."

In the depths of the domain, there was another sneer, and another powerful and unparalleled force came over. It surged towards the battle circle of Dao Zu and the "meddling" ancestor!

The three powerful forces entangled together, disturbing the void and shaking it.

Ancestor! The fight between three ancestors!

Luo Chuan's heartbeat quickened. In the ancient battlefield, he was the only one who could see clearly what was happening in the void corridor.

The three ancestors were so powerful and their cultivation was so profound that Luo Chuan had never seen them in reality except for the memory of Jiulong Jun. Their strength was so strong that even a domain could not withstand their Taoist moves, and they could only fight in the void outside the domain.

The Six-Star Domain Sword Ancestor suddenly made a move, attracting the other two itchy ancestors. The three of them fought together, and the sword ancestor's sword force that was slashing towards Luo Chuan and Tianshe Zhenjun stopped halfway.

"Where to escape!"

Luo Chuan snorted coldly, and continued to swing the colorful feathers, releasing the seven-color divine aura, brushing towards Master Mo.

But at this moment, a breath of air was separated from the three ancestors fighting in the distance in the void, and turned into a blood knife in the air, breaking through the sky and slashing towards Luo Chuan and Tianshe Zhenjun.

After all, the Sword Ancestor was better, or it could be said that the Sword Ancestor exerted the most strength. The blood sword transformed from this breath, the profound morality and mysterious artistic conception, actually made Luo Chuan's colorful feathers and the blood pool of the Heavenly Snake True Lord shake at the same time, freezing in mid-air, and the power of the treasure dispersed.

The Sword Ancestor's clone, Master Mo, was overjoyed when he saw this, looked back at Luo Chuan, sneered, stood up and ran away.

In a blink of an eye, Master Mo was about to escape the power range of the colorful feathers and the blood pool, and at this moment, another sword force rose from somewhere far away.

Compared with the sword force of the Sword Ancestor, the power of the Tao and the great power of the third ancestor, the carrying power of this sword force was too weak, not to mention the difference of one level, even more than three levels, showing the huge gap between the cultivation of the person who issued the sword force and the ancestor.

But when this knife force was released, the knife force of the ancestor who was fighting trembled slightly, and the blood knife that intercepted the treasure power was even more violently shaken, making a violent noise, and was about to break in an instant.

The meaning of the knife contained in the knife force was not inferior to the knife force of the knife ancestor! In some aspects, it was even slightly better!

"Master Daozu, how are you... I say hello to your disciple on behalf of this way!"

The vicissitudes of life laughter sounded along with the knife force, echoing in the void.

It was Zhao Ruyi!

Luo Chuan couldn't help but hear that person's voice, and a trace of inexplicable excitement surged in his heart.

Zhao Ruyi's move was not because he found Luo Chuan, but simply because he saw Daozu's move and couldn't bear it, so he intervened.

Crack!

The blood knife's force was cut off by Zhao Ruyi's knife force!

Taking advantage of this time, Master Mo ran several miles away and was about to escape the treasure force range of Luo Chuan and Tianshe Zhenjun.

Two divine lights flashed in Luo Chuan's eyes, one on the left and one on the right, one yin and one yang, like two swords entangled with each other. In his left hand, the seven-colored feathers he held tightly bloomed with divine light, and the most essential power of the ancient Tianpeng Peacock lineage burst out and rushed towards the running Mo Jiaozhu.

However, what is different from the seven-color divine light that Luo Chuan used to brush with his feathers before is that this time, the seven-color divine light contains some kind of almost moral skill - it is fast, heavy, and accurate!

When these three elements are fused together and poured into the seven-color divine light, the seven-color divine light becomes completely different.

Rumble... The seven-color divine light was as powerful as breaking bamboo, crushing through the immeasurable void tunnel!

Leader Mo just raised his front foot, and before his back foot could catch up, it was rolled up and entangled by the seven-color divine light!

Leader Mo roared angrily and struggled desperately.

Behind Luo Chuan, Lord Tian She sneered. He slapped the blood pool with his palm, and a huge blood-colored hand flew out from it, shuttled through the void, and appeared above Master Mo in a blink of an eye. He patted his empty neck and grabbed it back with the help of the seven-color divine light.

Reluctant and angry roars echoed in the void.

In the void, Zhao Ruyi was about to withdraw his sword power, but when he saw Luo Chuan's seven-color divine light that contained the three elements of sword skills, he stopped immediately.

"This sword skill...teacher?"

From Zhao Ruyi's sword power. There was a surprised sound. It penetrated the void tunnel and reached Luo Chuan's ears.

"still remember me."

Luo Chuan smiled, and his mind flashed back to his past experience of traveling to the Six Star Realm, possessing Zhao Ruyi and causing havoc in the Temple Sea.

It was originally heard that Zhao Ruyi had escaped from the Six Star Territory. Go to Tianchenbuzhou alone. He took refuge in the now powerful Arctic Emperor. Luo Chuan only thought that after experiencing many things, Zhao Ruyi's temperament was no longer as loyal as before.

But after hearing this sound, Luo Chuan suddenly felt. Zhao Ruyi may have other reasons for joining the Arctic Emperor, but his original intention has not changed much.

"As one wishes……"

Luo Chuan was about to say something, but at this moment, Master Mo was sucked into the blood pool, the void corridor disappeared for a mile, and the rift in the void closed.

Although there are various teleportation nodes in the void, there are endless whirlpools deep in the void, just like a rolling wave of water. One moment, it is here, and the next moment, it has often drifted thousands of miles away. elsewhere. There were even times when even the emperors and ancestors were unable to accurately capture the specific location deep in the void.

"Perhaps we can meet again soon."

Luo Chuan talked to himself and said lightly, giving up the plan of opening the depths of the void again to contact Zhao Ruyi.

On the central ancient battlefield, on the giant Hongmeng tree, Emperor Fusheng, Nan Li, and Yu You looked westward at the cannon fodder battalion that was flying in fiercely, and then at Commander Bo Chi who fell in front of Luo Shiqi. After all, they did not take another step forward.

Through the majestic figures of the monks in the cannon fodder camp, they saw Luo Chuan holding the tower in one hand and the head of Master Mo in the other.

As for Leader Mo's body, it had been sucked into the blood pool above True Lord Tian She's head, spinning over and over again, and gradually, it was ground into fleshy foam and sank into the depths of the blood pool.

On the surface of the blood pool, there were still more than fifty elders of the Demon Cult Palace who had not yet sunk and were still awake. They raised their heads and looked at the leader's head held in Luo Chuan's hand, their faces full of sadness, horror, and despair. .

In the distance, the last hall of the Demon Cult Palace was captured by the demon kings, and the alarm bells stopped ringing. The Demon Cult Palace with a history of ten thousand years finally reached the point of destruction today.

Luo Chuan flew up, suspended in the air, looked down at the more than fifty church elders, and asked, "Are you willing to surrender to me?"

More than fifty church elders either closed their eyes, gritted their teeth, or smiled miserably, unexpectedly sticking to their moral integrity.

"Then are you willing to join the new Demon Cult Palace?" Luo Chuan asked with a smile.

After the words fell, several elders showed a hint of surprise on their faces, and several elders raised their heads and glanced at Luo Chuan, with doubts and curiosity in their eyes.

"Do you want to join a demon religious palace with a huge Hongmeng tree that will never fade?"

When Luo Chuan asked the third question, not only the more than fifty elders of the religious palace, but also the emperors on the Hongmeng giant tree all looked sideways and looked at Luo Chuan with confusion.

More than fifty elders who were still floating on the surface of the blood pool looked at each other with uncertainty in their eyes.

Suddenly, an old voice sounded from it: "The giant Hongmeng tree is the object of the most powerful. Demon Lord Tianluo, why are you so confident?"

Luo Chuan lowered his head and saw that the "person" who spoke was none other than the man who had been ordered to recruit him.

"Old ape, how dare you use such a tone to question us? I am giving you a chance!"

Luo Chuan stared at Ardipithecus coldly and snorted heavily.

Ardipipe shivered, his face turned pale, and he hesitated to speak.

Luo Chuan turned around, and the cold contempt on his face disappeared, replaced by calmness and a smile.

"Brother, fellow Daoist Xitian, why don't the three of us divide this Hongmeng Dao Fruit first?"

Luo Chuan looked at the two most powerful emperors closest to the crown on the Hongmeng giant tree and said with a smile. (To be continued...)