Supreme Immortal Demon

The empty main mountain, the red maple forest, and the small building.

White light flashed, and Luo Chuan's figure changed from virtual to real.

In the distance of the mountain boundary, there is a brilliant green light and lingering clouds. Compared with the smoky Great Mew Peak, it is simply a fairyland on earth.

Closing his eyes, Luo Chuan held his true energy and exhaled with only the power of his physical body.

The air was like a mountain pillar, gathering and never dissipating. Wherever it passed, sand and rocks flew, and grass and trees collapsed. It was blown more than five hundred steps away before dissipating.

Opening his eyes, Luo Chuan's eyes flashed with lightning, and the pores on his body opened and shrank, making a "clang" sound like a bow.

The essence between heaven and earth was stripped out, and like filtered water, it flowed into Luo Chuan's body along the pores.

As the essence of heaven and earth rotates at high speed, the air in the red maple forest becomes distorted. Gradually, a gray vortex formed above the small building. Under the vortex, Luo Chuan's body seemed to be stretched out by light, hazy and chaotic.

From the beginning to the end, Luo Chuan did not circulate his true energy.

In ancient times, the great demon had strong energy and blood, and could swallow the essence of the sun and moon with the power of his body.

The toughness and explosive power of Luo Chuan's physical body was no less than that of the ancient demon who was born with spiritual power.

After an unknown amount of time, Luo Chuan's body turned from virtual to solid, the vortex dispersed, and the air returned to calm.

"When real water meets real fire, the human body becomes a great medicine...it's really amazing."

Luo Chuan whispered, this time it was thanks to the "Nine Deaths" that not only saved him from danger, but also completed the first layer of tempering of his body.

The sound of footsteps sounded, and Luo Chuan turned his head and saw Lu Ping and Wang Xiazi walking out of the red maple forest. Both of them looked happy when they saw Luo Chuan.

"What are you doing here? Don't you want to take a Taoist class today?" Luo Chuan asked.

"The Taoist class has been canceled a long time ago. We are all busy with the competition the day after tomorrow." Lu Ping said: "I saw that the young master has not been here for two days, and I was a little worried. I came to take a look."

Luo Chuan smiled slightly and changed the subject: "Lu Ping, you have been in Kongkong Mountain Realm not long ago, and it is even more rare to go up to the top of the mountain. Since you are free today, I will take you to visit the top of the mountain. Strange peaks, forests, strange karst caves, waterfalls and solitary walls …There are a lot of interesting places here.”

Lu Ping shook his head and said seriously: "The day after tomorrow is the big competition. Young Master, you'd better prepare well. No matter what, you have to win first place and stop those people's mouths! Those people are so hateful. I really don't know why Young Master doesn't Complain with them."

Looking at Lu Ping, who looked unhappy, Luo Chuan said: "A guy once told me that although the sect belongs to the world of cultivation, the world of cultivation is far more than the sect. For the disciples of the Kongshan Mountain Realm, the Kongshan Mountain Realm is It is the place where they strive all their lives, but it is not the case for me. Lu Ping, you are passing by a small village outside Baiyujing and see a group of people vying to be the village chief. You think you are also vying to be the village chief. Do you care about ridiculing you so much?"

A strange light appeared in Lu Ping's eyes. He stared at Luo Chuan for a moment and nodded heavily: "Young master said so, Lu Ping understands. But..."

"However, I will still fight for what should be fought for. For example, the rewards of this autumn competition." Luo Chuan said, turning his eyes to the west of the red maple forest: "I wonder which true brother is visiting?"

"Good ears." A figure slowly floated out of the maple forest.

The person who came was tall and tall, with a face like a crown jade and a handsome appearance. He was wearing a light blue Taoist robe and a green crown on his head, looking elegant and graceful.

"He is Xiang Shaoyu, the chief disciple of Cuizhu Peak. In the latest ranking of disciples of the main peak, he ranks sixth and is a strong contender for the first place in this competition." Wang Xiazi walked close to Luo Chuan and said with a cautious expression.

Cuizhu Peak? Isn't it the main peak where Yin Chen and Tang Yan'er are?

When registering that day, Luo Chuan also saw this young feather, but he was not impressed.

Xiang Shaoyu looked at Luo Chuan for a while and asked, "How did you guess that it must be a true disciple and not someone else?"

Luo Chuan said: "The fact that you can hide this from Lu Ping means that your cultivation has at least reached Foundation Establishment Perfection and you have passed on the Tao Fire."

"Luo Chuan, I heard everything you just said clearly. You are so loud!" Xiang Shaoyu said with a cold face.

Luo Chuan didn't bother to say more: "I don't know why senior brother is here."

"I'm sorry this is your territory. If nothing happens, I can't come?" Xiang Shaoyu sneered.

Luo Chuan choked and felt baffled. He was not acquainted with this Shaoyu, and there was no way he could have offended him. In the past year and a half, the only disciples who had interacted with him were the inner and outer sect disciples. Except for the few disciples of the main peak who went to Beihai together, no one knew him. By.

In the evening, the sky was filled with clouds, all dyed pink by the sunset.

In front of the red maple forest, Xiang Shaoyu's figure suddenly turned into a stream of cyan light. The air was like waves dividing, and the cyan light was like a snake coming out of its hole, flashing past the afterimage, heading straight towards Luochuan.

"Hmph." Simple symbols appeared in Lu Ping's eyes. As dark as night, his figure flashed and appeared in front of Luo Chuan.

The air swirls like big waves washing over the sand.

In the blink of an eye, Xiang Shaoyu and Lu Ping were fighting each other, and a loud crackling sound could be heard for five miles. In the eleventh round, Lu Ping took three steps back, as if he was drunk, with a blush on his face. Xiang Shaoyu stood firmly with a look of slight surprise on his face.

"Good skills." Xiang Shaoyu glanced at Lu Ping approvingly, then looked at Luo Chuan: "It was the same on the day of registration, and it is the same today. Do you just hide behind others?"

"You are not qualified to be my young master's opponent." Lu Ping scolded.

"Haha..." Xiang Shaoyu seemed to have heard something very funny, laughing and shaking his head: "Whether you are qualified or not is not just a matter of words. I admit that you two did scare a lot of people that night, but I am not one of them. Luo Chuan, you and I are in the same group this time, why don't we try our moves in advance, just as a practice."

After the voice fell, Xiang Shaoyu's body shook, and a touch of emerald green light came out from the bottom of his feet, wrapping his body. His body speed increased by three times at once, and he quickly passed Lu Ping and went straight to Luo Chuan.

Lu Ping frowned, took a step forward, and was about to chase, when a woman's exclamation sounded in his ear.

In the peripheral vision, Lu Ping saw the girl to the west of the red maple forest. The girl was dressed in the same Taoist robe as Xiang Shaoyu, and obviously came from Cuizhu Peak.

Tang Yan'er?

Lu Ping recognized the girl. He had seen her in Wuhua City that year. At the beginning, Tang Yan'er had a very bad attitude towards Luo Chuan, but in the end, it became completely opposite.

At the edge of the red maple forest, Tang Yan'er's face was slightly red, her eyes showed anxiety, she was watching nervously, her mouth opened as if she wanted to shout something, but she was forced to hold it back.

Lu Ping is two years older than Luo Chuan. Although he has never experienced sex, he is handsome and shy. He has been teased by women since he was a child, and he knows a thing or two about sex.

Hmm? Looking at this situation, Tang Yan'er seems to be quite interested in the young master and has a secret crush on him. Is this why Xiang Shaoyu came to provoke him today?

Unfortunately, the young master's ambition is not in this empty mountain world after all, and there is still the young lady. This Tang Yan'er is afraid that she can only be affectionate. However, at least she has a good eye.

Lu Ping thought to himself, but he did not continue to chase.

This Xiang Shaoyu, just treat it as a warm-up for the young master to sweep the autumn competition the day after tomorrow.

Xiang Shaoyu stepped on the secret body movement of Cuizhu Peak, "Thousand Leaves Demon Step", with a cold front in his eyes, and subconsciously glanced at the girl beside the red maple forest.

There are not many female disciples in Kongxu Mountain Realm, and there are even fewer female disciples who can catch his eye. From the first day Tang Yan'er entered Cuizhu Peak, he regarded Tang Yan'er as his future dual cultivation partner. But since Tang Yan'er came back from Wuhua City more than a year ago, she suddenly became cold and distant, which made Xiang Shaoyu very confused.

It was not until Luo Chuan came to Kongxu Mountain Realm that Xiang Shaoyu realized something.

Luo Chuan... Humph, Yan'er, you actually changed your mind for this person, I will prove that you have been wrong from the beginning!

With a strong hatred on his face, when there were still twenty steps left from Luo Chuan, Xiang Shaoyu opened his mouth and spit out a mysterious breath.

Xuanqi exuded a green light that penetrated Xiang Shaoyu. Xiang Shaoyu's breath suddenly rose. He quickly pinched the seal in his hand, and the true essence raised a huge force to radiate from the palm, filled with a vigorous and vigorous force, evolving into dense and sharp flying leaves, shooting out, like ten thousand swords attacking the sky.

Although Xiang Shaoyu looked down on Luo Chuan, he took him very seriously in his heart. As the chief disciple of Cuizhu Peak, he could naturally distinguish between good and bad.

He had used all his strength in this attack, exerting the strongest power of his life method, and he was bound to teach Luo Chuan a lesson in front of Tang Yan'er.

"Not good!" Wang Xiazi screamed, his face full of panic: "Boss Luo, be careful, this is the Cuizhu lineage's secret method "Qingye Secret Luo Sword", you can only fight and not fight...ah."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Xiazi was blown away by the energy and smoke.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of Qingye Mi Luo swords had covered Luo Chuan, densely packed in all directions, and had become a crushing force.

Looking at Luo Chuan who was motionless, Xiang Shaoyu raised the corner of his mouth.

Qingye Mi Luo sword is a seventh-grade upper talent's method, and he has practiced to the third level. Although this Qingye Mi Luo sword is a method, it is like a sword formation. It is activated by the wood method, and its power is doubled when it is used in the forest! Even the four leading disciples such as Huo Jun did not dare to face it head-on when they were trying their moves.

This Luo Chuan wanted to show off his strength, but he didn't know that he had already fallen into a desperate situation.

Xiang Shaoyu thought in his heart, and a trace of worry arose, but it only existed for a moment. As long as he was not beaten to death, the elders would always find a way to save him, but he would not be able to participate in the autumn competition.

Wow!

Wow!

Wow!

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Under the setting sun, the fiery red maple forest raised leaves, and countless wood essences continuously poured into the Qingye Mi Luo Sword. The green leaves in front of the small building turned into a sea of ​​swords, sweeping across the sky, making a tsunami-like roar, almost submerging the mountain.

Luo Chuan moved, but in Xiang Shaoyu's eyes, it seemed that he did nothing.

Xiang Shaoyu's pupils shrank suddenly, the smile on his face froze instantly, and his heart was thumping wildly.

The dusk fell, and the sunset was like blood.

The young man stretched out his hand, and the whistling and rushing sword waves seemed to encounter a mountain blocking the sea, and they all stopped in his palm, and there was silence and silence.

Everything was silent in an instant, in front of the small building on the mountain, there was no sound, and the silence made Xiang Shaoyu panic.