Supreme Immortal Demon

The elders of the two pavilions quickly passed a resolution, unanimously voting for Luo Chuan to worship at the Great Destruction Peak.

An elder of the Sutra Pavilion entered the main hall. Not long after, he walked out holding a wooden box with a serious face.

Offer incense, worship, pray, make vows, and swear oaths.

Under the guidance of Elder Duan, Luo Chuan completed the process of worshiping the main peak.

At this time, dusk was over and it was getting late. The bright moon spreads a layer of frost between the sky and clouds. The moonlight is like water, falling from the sky and slowly filling the Yandao Arena.

Master Dang used his magic method to break the seal on the wooden box.

The wooden box was opened, and the ancient smell came to his face along with the smell of dust. Luo Chuan saw the seal plate and the copper crown lying in the box.

"Put on the Great Mew Crown, and you will be the first Great Mie Peak disciple to walk out of the main mountain in this millennium. However, now that the Mighty Mighty Peak and the Kongku Mountain Realm have never been in contact with each other, you are only a Great Mute Peak disciple in name only. Just a disciple. Boy, we can only help you so far. The next step depends on you."

The voice of Master Dang reaching into the secret rang in his ears.

Luo Chuan raised his eyes and saw that the magician was looking at his nose and mouth, his face expressionless.

Wiping away the dust and tying up his long hair, Luo Chuan put on the crown of great destruction.

The body of the crown is made of bronze, and is engraved with mountains, seas, and stars. It exudes a majestic atmosphere and a hint of simplicity, which is something that none of the other Dao crowns of the Seven Peaks disciples possess.

Then he hung the seal around his waist. From today on, Luo Chuan was officially promoted to the main peak disciple of the Kongku Mountain Realm.

All kinds of eyes were directed at Luo Chuan. The inner disciples were jealous and dissatisfied, while the main disciples were disdainful. Gradually, there were some low-pitched complaints among the crowd.

"A useless person who cannot transmit fire can actually become a disciple of the main peak."

"With the protection of two pavilion elders, you can simply ignore the rules and become a disciple of the main peak casually."

"Hmph, I despise such a privileged class the most. Why?"

"Alas! What are you worried about? If he can be dominant for a while, he can be dominant for a lifetime? It won't be long before we all successfully spread the fire and establish Huangting, he will be trampled under our feet!"

Elder Duan coughed heavily and swept his cold gaze across the crowd. The few disciples who complained stuck out their tongues and buried their heads in silence.

People's words can't be stopped, but people's hearts can't be convinced.

Under the night, more and more resentment rose from the crowd and poured into Luochuan.

Elder Duan glanced at Luo Chuan worriedly, and saw Luo Chuan playing with his cards, his face expressionless and completely unconscious.

"In this way, continue to divide into groups. Those whose names are called will go to their respective elders to receive the wooden competition cards." Master Dang said, looking at the Yandao Arena: "It's getting late. Disciples from the inner and outer sects should all go back. Bar."

The disciples from the inner and outer sect turned around angrily. At this moment, a voice sounded from the crowd: "Elder, I have a favor to ask you."

Dang Mo frowned, his cold gaze locked on a person on the west side of the square, and softened: "Fang Jie, it's you. What's the matter?"

The inner disciple pushed aside the crowd and walked out. He was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. He glanced at Luo Chuan indifferently, and then bowed to Master Taiyi: "Elder, according to the rules, the newly promoted disciples of the main peak will be ranked last regardless of their previous achievements."

"Of course." Master Dang stared at the young man, and the previous softness gradually disappeared.

The young man raised his head and smiled: "According to the rules, the top three inner sect disciples can challenge the bottom three main peak disciples at any time. No matter who wins, they will get the other's rights.

Master Dang's expression returned to coldness: "Then what?"

"My disciple is not talented, but he happens to be the third in the inner sect. I hope to challenge Senior Brother Luo." The young man said with a smile.

After the words fell, the Yandao Arena was silent for a while, and then burst into cheers!

"Well done, Senior Brother Fang Jie!"

"Senior brother, kill him!"

"Haha, after senior brother wins, you can take his place in the autumn competition."

The one-sided scene was not because the inner disciple named Fang Jie was very popular, but because Luo Chuan was really unpopular.

"Fang Jie, you jumped very fast and stole the spotlight from me." The bald boy came out. He was about the same age as Fang Jie, and the smile on his face was even brighter.

"The second best person in the inner sect, Wang Cheng, hopes to challenge Senior Brother Luo."

Wang Cheng's appearance made the teenagers in the Yandao Arena even more excited, cheering and cheering. An arrogant aura spread out from the bald boy, and on the second floor of the main hall, some of the main peak disciples changed slightly.

"Oh? Junior Brother Wang Cheng's skill has actually reached the level of Great Perfection, which is enough to leapfrog the challenge." Xiang Shaoyu nodded slightly and said to the junior brother beside him: "Wait a while, you can go to Wang Cheng, promise some benefits, and ask Does he have any intention to develop in our Cuizhu Peak?"

At this moment, another burst of noise rang out from the crowd, several times louder than when Wang Cheng appeared.

On the second floor of the main hall, the backbone of the seven main peak disciples looked around. Except for the four leading figures Luo Fei, Huo Jun, Yan Daoming, and Lu Boya, as well as the main peak leaders like Xiang Shaoyu, the other main peak disciples all looked solemn.

In the night, a young man in black robe walked out slowly.

He seems to be two years older than Fang Jie and Wang Cheng, but not more than twenty. A violent storm-like aura swept across the Yandao Arena, and the killing aura flowed out. Every disciple in the arena felt their scalps numb and their heartbeats quickening. Including Master Dang and Elder Duan, the elders of the two pavilions looked at the young man with very kind and gentle eyes.

"This kid's murderous intent is close to you." Lu Boya said towards Yan Daoming.

"The son of the Yang family, a family of nine generations of generals in the Great Zhou Dynasty, will soon be ranked in the top 20, or even higher, once he passes on the fire and establishes the Huangting." Yan Daoming said with a relaxed smile.

"He, I have decided to go to Ziji Peak." Luo Fei said concisely and lightly.

"That's not necessarily the case." Huo Jun said with a cold face.

"Do you think he likes to wear black clothes, so he will go to your Black Dragon Peak?" Luo Fei said a cold joke, his eyes returned to the Yandao Arena, and shook his head: "Forget it, let's watch the show first. Yang Liehu once fought one against two and defeated two bottom-ranked main peak disciples. Huo Jun, Boya, the Luo Chuan you admire, does he have this ability now?"

Luo Fei deliberately emphasized the word "now", Huo Jun did not speak, and Lu Boya was also silent.

"I, the number one in the inner sect, Yang Liehu, challenge Senior Brother Luo."

The black-robed boy finished speaking and glanced at both sides: "You retreat."

Fang Jie smiled bitterly: "Brother Hu, why are you doing this? I'll do it."

Wang Cheng, who was very arrogant before, also showed a pitiful look: "Yes, boss, if you take action, there will be no suspense at all."

Most of the disciples were shocked again!

The second and third of the inner sect disciples actually surrendered to Yang Liehu at the same time. This is rare in the history of the Empty Mountain Realm, which is enough to show how terrible Yang Liehu is.

"Shut up." Yang Liehu said coldly. He walked forward slowly and looked at Luo Chuan: "I respect your former genius and arrogance. Unfortunately, things are unpredictable. In today's battle, I will personally end your former glory."

There was silence, and Yang Liehu was eager to fight and dominated the whole scene.

One is a fallen genius, and the other is a rising genius. The upcoming battle between the two attracted everyone's attention.

Even Nun Dangmo and Elder Duan were secretly concerned.

The reason they helped Luo Chuan was because they felt guilty and wanted to make some compensation. But as witnesses of Luo Chuan's glorious miracle, they also had a glimmer of hope, hoping that the miracle would happen again.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Luo Chuan finally raised his head and uttered two words: "Boring."

There was an uproar, and the harsh laughter of "coward" and "coward" came one after another. Nun Dangmo and Elder Duan were secretly disappointed.

Luo Fei smiled and was about to say something, but at this moment, he raised his eyebrows and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face. Not only him, but the other three leading disciples, Huo Jun, Yan Daoming and Lu Boya, frowned at the same time, with solemn expressions.

The night was dark, the moon was cold, and the wind was high.

The handsome and fair-skinned tall boy walked out from the depths of the night, and not many people noticed his arrival until he appeared in the Daoyan Arena.

"The last disciple of the outer sect, Lu Ping, challenges Brother Yang."

Fang Jie and Wang Cheng frowned at the same time and turned around quickly to stare at Lu Ping. They were young and energetic but lacked sophistication, so they did not hide their surprise.

Looking at Lu Ping from top to bottom, Fang Jie smiled contemptuously: "I have never heard of him, never seen him, it seems that he is really the last disciple of the outer sect. According to the rules, only the top three disciples of the outer sect are qualified to challenge the inner sect disciples, and they can only challenge the bottom three of the inner sect. You obviously don't have this qualification."

"I remember there is another rule." Wang Xiazi came out from nowhere: "The inner and outer sects can challenge each other without ranking, but if the challenger loses, he must withdraw from the mountain gate and be dismissed as a disciple of the empty mountain world."

"Why don't you challenge anyone else, but Brother Yang. Are you crazy?" Wang Cheng pointed at his bald head, looked at Lu Ping, and sneered.

Lv Ping ignored Fang Jie and Wang Cheng, staring at Yang Liehu with a cold face and deep disdain in his eyes: "Do you dare to fight?"

Yang Liehu was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly: "Boring."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lv Ping disappeared from his sight.

In the dark night, a hurricane rolled up. It was like a vicious dragon swallowing and spitting, and the remaining force blew away, blowing the robes of more than a thousand disciples present!

In the hurricane, Lv Ping was as cold as frost. He had endured it for more than half a month, but today he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Fang Jie and Wang Cheng were startled, and suddenly reacted. The original contempt was swept away, and they were extremely cautious. Feeling the huge threat that came suddenly, Fang Jie and Wang Cheng, one on the left and one on the right, bit the bullet and intercepted Lv Ping, who was so fast that only a shadow was left.

Fighting quickly, the three of them did not make any extra moves.

Bang! Bang!

In the dark night, no inner sect disciple could see the traces of Lu Ping's attack. Fang Jie's arms were broken and he flew backwards, and Wang Cheng was thrown high with a mouth full of blood.

In a blink of an eye, Lu Ping defeated Fang Jie first, and then defeated Wang Cheng, using the most ordinary martial arts. Every move, every move, every move, every move, but the surroundings are unstoppable!

In the night, the Yandao fighting field seemed to have a fierce dragon roaring, and in a blink of an eye it had pounced in front of Yang Liehu.

The inner and outer sect disciples were terrified, the main peak disciples looked extremely solemn, and the elders' eyes lit up.