Supreme Immortal Demon

The Holy Infant King defended himself in every possible way, but he was unable to prevent Luo Chuan's move.

Thinking of the terrifying Tianmen monks and their unpredictable means, the Holy Infant King's face was slightly ugly. He made a seal with his hands and muttered something. A white light overflowed from his head and turned into a circle of light, flowing from top to bottom.

"It can't be driven away. The time seal of this Dao has been planted."

Luo Chuan looked at the Holy Infant King and said with a smile.

The Holy Infant King looked calm and looked at Luo Chuan, with disdain and contempt on his face: "Time seal? Just you? Your cultivation is too weak. Even if you plant it a hundred times, what's the use."

When the voice fell, the other six light balls transformed by the power of the Holy Dao were very close to their respective attack targets and were about to crush them! Emperor Bailong, Xitian Bohou and Luo Shiqi were slightly calmer, and they kept making seals in their hands, each performing a method, ready to fight hard. Emperor Fusheng was seriously injured, and Nanli and Yuyouxi were far behind in cultivation. Facing the power of the Holy Dao so close at hand, the three of them showed a trace of determination on their faces, and they had already made the worst plan in their hearts.

Ding!

At this moment, a crisp alarm bell sounded from in front of the Hongmeng giant tree.

The alarm bell did not come from the heart lake of the emperor present, nor from the heart lakes of Nanli and Yuyouxi, nor from Luochuan.

Everyone heard that the alarm bell came from the Holy Infant King.

Ding Ding Ding Ding... The rapid and violent alarm bell sounded from the heart lake of the Holy Infant King, spreading far away and echoing in the ears of everyone present.

The power of the Holy Dao was still there, and although Emperor Fusheng, Nanli and Yuyouxi were surprised. But they had no way of knowing what had happened.

However, Emperor Bailong, Xitian Bohou, Luo Shiqi, four Youyou envoys, including the cannon fodder brothers outside the Hongmeng giant tree and the elders of the Demon Cult Palace, all saw the incredible scene in front of them.

In midair, Luo Chuan's hands were like strokes, dragons and snakes swam, and innate mysterious patterns emerged from his hands and hit the Holy Infant King opposite.

The Holy Infant King stood stiffly in midair, as if he was sealed from the inside out by a strange force, motionless. He could only let Luo Chuan carve innate mysterious patterns one after another. Hit into his body.

Exclamations came from under the Hongmeng giant tree, and the elders of the Demon Cult Palace looked at Luo Chuan in shock, that is, the Tianluo Demon King in their mouths.

Originally thought that the biggest reliance of the Tianluo Demon King was the Heavenly Snake True Lord, but now I know. In addition to having the Heavenly Snake True Lord's external Dharma body. The Tianluo Demon King is also a Tianmen cultivator!

Strengthened the physical body. A Tianmen cultivator who can also cultivate the power of Taoism! How could there be such a thing in the world!

The elders of the Demon Cult looked at each other, and they could see the confusion and hesitation in each other's eyes.

For Emperor Bailong and Xitian Bohou, what attracted them most was not Luo Chuan's identity as a Tianmen monk. It was not the incredibleness of Luo Chuan's three cultivations, but his judgment and grasp of the weakness of the Holy Infant King!

Even if Luo Chuan was a Tianmen monk and could possess the power of Tianmen beyond the realm level, the cultivation of the Holy Infant King was not weaker than them. It stands to reason that Luo Chuan could not do anything to the Holy Infant King no matter what means he used.

The current situation can only mean one thing, Luo Chuan discovered the loopholes of the Holy Infant King, or he knew it originally.

Xitian Bohou's eyes lit up, and his eyes swept over Luo Chuan again and again. The more he looked, the more satisfied he felt. At this moment, the sword eyebrows that had been silent for many years finally rose to both sides, revealing a rare heroic appearance.

On the other side, Emperor Bailong was secretly observing the changes in Xitian Bohou's expression.

When he saw Xitian Bohou's face full of spirits, Emperor Bailong also showed a hint of understanding on his face and laughed.

"You, you, you...what did you do to me...who are you?"

The Holy Infant King couldn't move, and his Taoist power couldn't work. The only thing that could move was his eyes and mouth.

Staring at Luo Chuan, the Holy Infant King felt more and more like him. An inexplicable sense of déjà vu surged from the bottom of his heart, swept through his mind crazily, and filled his entire mind.

"Who do you think I am?"

Luo Chuan stared at the Holy Infant King, his mouth slightly raised, but his voice was very cold.

A trace of evil spirit that had been deposited for more than ten years flowed out of Luo Chuan's eyes. Although it was extremely subtle, it was accurately captured by the Holy Infant King.

The Holy Infant King had a ghost in his heart. At this time, Luo Chuan hit the vital point with a move. Seeing Luo Chuan's hidden devilish temperament, he was immediately frightened to death. His face turned pale, his lips were blue and purple, and his body was shaking violently.

At this moment, in the eyes of the Holy Infant King, the figure and appearance of the young monk opposite him overlapped with the figure and appearance of the person he loved and hated in the past, and they had become the same person.

"You, you, you... you are..." The Holy Infant King trembled, his face was purple, as if someone was pinching his neck, and he felt a sense of suffocation, and his eyes looking at Luo Chuan were also full of fear.

"Spare me! Master, spare me! Disciple didn't intend to do that back then..."

"Master, please be generous! Just spare me this time! Disciple will never dare to do it again..."

"Master, if you want to go out of the mountain to fight the saints again! Disciple will follow you to death, serve you at your side..."

"Master, spare me! Don't kill me!"

First, under the absolute advantage, someone caught the flaw in the practice, and then the fear hidden in the deepest part of his heart was aroused. The Holy Infant King spoke without thinking, cried and begged, and his state of mind was lost and collapsed.

Seeing this, a gleam of light flashed in Luo Chuan's eyes, and he knew that the time had come.

The reason why Jiulongjun gave up the cultivation system of the Holy Infant King was because he found that the Holy Infant King's cultivation method was fast, but there was a very unstable factor in it - time.

The Holy Infant King's growth against the laws of time and age gave him a monster-level talent potential, but it also buried hidden dangers invisibly. As time goes by and he grows older, these hidden dangers will gradually surface.

Normal cultivators will never remain the same for thousands of years, and always maintain the appearance and figure of a child. The reason why the Holy Infant King maintains the appearance and figure of a child and can never grow up is not because of his special talent, but on the contrary, it is caused by the loopholes and hidden dangers of the practice.

Therefore, time and age are his biggest crisis loopholes.

This crisis loophole was originally known to Jiulongjun alone, but was accidentally heard by the Holy Infant King after he was drunk and angry. Jiulongjun himself did not think there was anything wrong, but unexpectedly, the Holy Infant King, who knew the truth, has been resentful ever since.

"Hu..."

Luo Chuan took a deep breath and accelerated the seal method under his hands. Carve out the last innate profound pattern.

The previous innate profound patterns. Although they were all time profound patterns, the power of the Heavenly Gate contained in them was far less than this innate profound pattern.

Facing the Saint Infant King who was close at hand and fell into madness. Luo Chuan's eyes flashed with divine light. Hit the last innate profound pattern into the Saint Infant King's brow!

As this innate profound pattern was sent out. Luo Chuan felt his head go empty, the water of the sea of ​​thoughts became silent again, and the little saint disappeared.

Take a deep breath. Luo Chuan broke free from this feeling of powerlessness, looked up, and raised the corners of his mouth.

I saw that after the young man in front of him was hit into the time profound pattern, circles of vibrating water patterns appeared around his body.

The water patterns rose and fell, without any waves, but they kept sending out the breath of disappearance.

A familiar situation appeared in front of Luo Chuan. What happened to Luo Chuan happened again, but it happened to the Saint Infant King.

In the water patterns, the body of the Saint Infant King began to shrink, and his face became "younger".

In the blink of an eye, the Holy Infant King had become ten years old.

In another moment, the Holy Infant King fell below ten years old.

Time passed quickly, and the Holy Infant King was also shrinking rapidly. Soon he had become six or seven years old, and was still shrinking.

"No!"

A childish scream shattered the sky and echoed in the ears of everyone present.

In front of Luo Chuan, there was a three-year-old child holding a Taoist robe that was extremely disproportionate to his body. He was shaky and full of despair and madness.

"What did you do! This is not me! This is not me!"

"Change me back! Change me back quickly!"

The Holy Infant King considered everything in the past and finally betrayed the Nine Dragons Immortal Court, and only then did he get the reward of the saints to increase his age by five years and become a teenager.

Now not only was he beaten back to his original form, but he became even smaller than before. The fear and despair in the heart of the Holy Infant King can be imagined.

In the sky, eight white spheres formed by the power of the Holy Dao gradually dimmed and dissipated in the air. The power of the Holy Dao was annihilated, and the light of the Holy Dao also weakened until it was completely gone.

Emperor Fusheng, Nanli and Yu Youxi also saw the three-year-old child crying crazily in the air.

"This... Could he be the Holy Infant King from before?" Nanli was stunned, but his eyes fell on Luo Chuan, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Yu Youxi did not speak, but glanced at Luo Chuan in front of the Holy Infant King, and then took in the reactions of everyone, and understood what had happened.

In the hole on the other side of the mountain wall, Emperor Fusheng struggled to climb out and looked at Luo Chuan with a slightly complicated expression.

Among those present, only the three of them did not see clearly what happened, but just by looking at the reactions of the group of elders of the Demon Cult Palace, they could already know that all this must have been done by Luo Chuan.

Emperor Fusheng, Nanli and Yuyouxi were shocked and curious. They thought about it and searched their brains, but they couldn't figure it out. They couldn't imagine what Luo Chuan had done to suppress the Holy Infant King and turn him back to his three-year-old appearance.

Ding ding ding ding... At this moment, four copper coins collided, crisp and pleasant.

Four heads with frozen expressions flew out along with the sound of copper coins.

The four Youyou envoys had not yet reacted, but they were beheaded and killed by Luo Shiqi, and their lives were taken away!

Ding!

The fatal copper coin fell and floated above Luo Shiqi's palm. Luo Shiqi looked down at the seriously injured Commander Bo Chi and pondered in silence.

A strange smile appeared on Commander Bo Chi's old face, as if he was praising or mocking something.

"Teacher." Luo Shiqi spoke.

"Go ahead. If you don't kill us and spread the news to those six people, you and your son will not survive tonight." Commander Bo Chi said calmly.

Luo Shiqi nodded and breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm glad that you understand, teacher."

Ding!

The sound of copper coins rang, and Commander Bo Chi's head was thrown high, with a self-deprecating look on his lips. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!