Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster

The flying boat flies across the sky, the flag is fluttering.

The monks gathered together, and a murderous atmosphere filled the sky.

The sentence "Dan Zong, you've gone too far" elicited a chuckle.

"Old ghost, when you intervened in Luo Tian's internal fight, did you think you went too far?"

Under the attention of everyone, Luo Chen walked out.

Wearing a white robe, he stood on the bow of Lingxu's boat on the Tianhe River.

The old ghost Motian's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously glanced at the side where the Five Elements Divine Sect monks were.

He took a deep breath and said: "At this time and that time, this Motian Domain is the old land of my Motian Cliff, and it has been owned by my sect since ancient times!"

"Ha ha!"

Luo Chen laughed loudly as if there was no one around.

"A good one since time immemorial!"

Suddenly, his laughter stopped and he said in a cold voice: "When the demonic beasts occupied the Sky Sky Territory before, why didn't you argue with them about the rightful cause?"

"you!"

"Me?" Luo Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly and took out a black scroll, "I have the decree of the Mingyuan Holy Land and can also open up the Sky Sky Realm. What do you think?"

The old ghost Motian pointed at Luo Chen's finger and couldn't help but tremble.

The corners of his mouth were trembling, and even his withered white beard was trembling.

At this moment, everyone already understood that Dan Zong's trip was not only to find a spiritual land for Luo Tian Zong, but also to settle the grievances of the past.

As for the civil strife in Luo Tianzong back then, many people knew some of the details.

Motianya is involved, and another sect is also involved!

Moreover, that group was also on the scene, and they also needed the land under their feet as a rear base camp for the subsequent war.

For a time, many people unconsciously looked at the five-color treasure ship of the Five Elements Divine Sect.

Will Shenyuan Zhenren intervene?

The answer is, he will!

The vicissitudes of life and the hoarse voice spread slowly.

"Dan Zong, now that the demon chaos has not been completely quelled, do you want to risk the disapproval of the world and provoke a civil war among the human clans?"

On the five-color treasure ship, the monks spread out to both sides to make way for them.

A figure shrouded in a black robe slowly flew out. It was none other than the Supreme Elder of the Five Elements Divine Sect, Shenyuan Zhenren, known as the number one monk in the Far East!

After he appeared, Old Ghost Ferris breathed a visible sigh of relief.

Today's Dan Sect is too powerful and prestigious. When facing the opponent directly, the psychological pressure is so great that no one can sympathize with it.

Now that the great monk has appeared, Dan Zong should restrain some of his arrogance!

Luo Chen looked at the figure and narrowed his eyes slightly.

For this potential enemy, he has never seen his true appearance for so many years!

Today may be an opportunity.

Luo Chen pursed his lips and smiled.

"Fellow Shenyuan Daoist, this hat is a bit too big."

"With all our virtues and abilities, how can we dare to provoke a war between sects?"

"Let's do this. To avoid bloodshed, today's dispute will be limited to us and the Nascent Soul cultivators!"

Master Shenyuan stared at Luo Chen and said calmly: "How are you doing?"

This is to let Luo Chen draw the line first.

Luo Chen did not hesitate and raised three fingers.

"We will have three people from each side, and we will decide who will win and who will win."

"Three battles to determine the sky?" Master Shenyuan chuckled, "Is I included in it?"

"Of course!" Luo Chen was confident.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of several Nascent Soul Masters on Luo Chen's side changed slightly.

Especially Jiuling Yuanjun, his expression became extremely serious, and the fluctuations in his magic power were looming.

In his opinion, if Shenyuan Zhenren joins the battle, the only one who can fight him is himself, and he will never be the second choice.

But he was still a step away from reaching the realm of a great monk.

He might be able to fight against Shenyuan Zhenren, but it would be quite difficult to win.

Of course, he didn't think there was anything wrong with Luo Chen's plan.

Except for himself, the remaining people, whether it is Luo Chen, Deng Taiyue, or Fairy Fenghua, are all people with advanced realms and strong fighting abilities.

Won two games but it was easy to win!

On the contrary, it was the old ghost Motian with a worried look on his face. The other side was full of talents. If they were to fight with horse racing, they would not have such conditions.

Therefore, he transmitted the message quietly.

"Fellow Taoist Shenyuan, please don't agree!"

Master Shenyuan glanced at him, "Do you not trust me, or Master Peng Xiang of Bailu Cave, or are you not confident in yourself?"

The old ghost Motian opened his mouth, his face turning blue and white.

While he was hesitating, Master Shenyuan already spoke, "Okay, just follow what Dan Zong said!"

Luo Chen clapped his hands and sighed, "As expected of a great monk, he speaks quickly. To prevent others from making irresponsible remarks in the future, I think we have to discuss it carefully!"

Master Shenyuan became interested and asked in a hoarse voice: "How do you want to discuss it?"

Luo Chen smiled slightly, "It's very simple. In the final analysis, this battle is between Luo Tian and Motian, so our two families must have a head-on confrontation."

Master Shenyuan glanced at the people on Tianhe Lingxu's boat, and his eyes stopped on Ling Fengzi next to Luo Chen, and asked with interest: "Are you going to take action, or Ling Fengzi?"

Luo Chen waved his hand, "Shortly after Ling Fengzi joined our Luo Tian Sect, it was not good to send him out to fight."

"Then you took action?"

Before Luo Chen could answer, the old ghost Motian blurted out.

"No, Dan Zong takes action and uses the big to bully the small. It's too unfair!"

As soon as these words came out, there was inevitably a bit of snickering in the audience.

The Dan Sect has been practicing for less than three hundred years, so how can it be said that the big one bullies the small one?

You, the Supreme Elder of Motianya, when did you feel so inferior?

Even Luo Chen couldn't hold it back and chuckled.

But he nodded quickly.

"What the old ghost said is quite right. In the middle stage of Yuan Ying, our sect is indeed bullying the small ones with the big ones."

"Let's do this!"

"I will send someone, I believe you will accept it!"

While everyone was confused, the tall Wang Yuan stepped out from behind and came to Luo Chen's side.

"Brother Luo, this..." Fairy Fenghua was startled and subconsciously wanted to persuade her.

On the opposite side, Motian Old Ghost was overjoyed and acknowledged: "You are right, this battle is between Luo Tian and Motian. I am willing to fight the famous Demon King Yuan!"

Pooh!

shameless!

This idea subconsciously appears in the minds of many people.

Even the disciples of Motianya felt a little hot-skinned.

Master Shenyuan was a little surprised. He didn't expect Luo Chen to be so trusting and send Wang Yuan to fight.

The name of War Demon is indeed loud, but after all, he is not a Nascent Soul!

He took a deep look at Luo Chen and frowned. What was the other person planning?

But since both parties agreed, it was hard for him to refuse.

After gathering his composure, Master Shenyuan slowly spoke: "For the second battle, let us nominate the candidates. Fellow Daoist Peng Xiang of Bailu Cave, are you willing to teach them their clever tricks on our behalf?"

A Taoist priest wearing a black Taoist robe and a solemn brow bowed his head.

"I'm so polite!"

Taoist Peng Xiang showed up, causing a burst of exclamations.

This person is not famous, but his strength is not weak, and he possesses the profound realm of the sixth level of Nascent Soul.

His identity is that he is the senior brother of Taoist Tieguan, his comrade who accompanied Luo Chen and others into the Tyrant Sword Realm.

Among the people present, the only one who dared to say that he could definitely defeat him was the great monk Shenyuan Zhenren.

As for Luo Tianzong?

All the Nascent Soul cultivators looked at each other, and a few of them seemed dissatisfied.

If Wang Yuan had not been sent to take action in the last game, but Fairy Fenghua, Taiyue Zhenren, or even Lin Qingxuan, whose realm was comparable to that of Motian Old Ghost, it would not have been so difficult to arrange.

Luo Chen seemed not to notice their dissatisfaction, and his eyes fell on Jiuling Yuanjun.

"Fellow Daoist Jiuling, are you sure you can win this person?"

Jiuling Yuanjun was full of confidence, "Thanks to your elixir, after building the Great Jiutianxiao River, I have not lost to my peers. I know Taoist Peng Xiang. In the past, he and I may have been in the same league, but now we are not." He is definitely not my opponent. But..."

Jiu Ling Yuanjun changed the topic, "If I take action in the second game, who will deal with Master Shenyuan?"

"It's very simple. Don't you still have me?" Luo Chen smiled casually.

Everyone was stunned.

They couldn't help but look Luo Chen up and down.

Everyone knows that Luo Chen has the title of Demon-Slaying Master, which he earned through his ability in fighting.

There is also a feat of defeating the Seven Rhinos Demon Emperor!

But in the final analysis, Luo Chen is only at the fourth level of Yuanying, and there is a huge gap between him and the great monk.

How dare he be so confident?

Lord Jiuling Yuan was a little anxious, "Why don't you let Fellow Daoist Deng take over Peng Xiang, and let me deal with Master Shenyuan instead!"

Deng Taiyue also helped: "Deng is also willing to contribute today."

Luo Chen shook his head, "Jiu Ling, can you defeat Shenyuan?"

Jiuling Yuanjun's expression froze. He dared to fight against the great monk, but to say that he would definitely win would be too arrogant.

"Can't you?" Luo Chen smiled slightly, "In that case, why don't you win one game for me? If Wang Yuan's side wins another game, maybe it won't be my turn to take action."

That's the truth, but...

No, Luo Chen had already announced the candidates for the third game in front of everyone.

"For the third game, our sect will come in person!"

Master Shenyuan smiled.

The other party made such an arrangement because it turned out that he just wanted to fight with him in a reasonable manner!

Also, with the full support of Mingyuan Holy Land, where can Luo Tianzong not go?

In a mere skyscraper area, gains and losses are nothing at all.

It just so happened that he also wanted to try Luo Chen's real background.

In this case, then he would satisfy Luo Chen's idea!

"The third game, I would like to meet you for a while!"

The candidates for the battle have been decided upon, and no matter what everyone thinks, the result cannot be changed.

Soon, the battle location was chosen.

It's in the Taihu area adjacent to the Skyscraper Area!

…

The treasure ship turned around and the flying boat changed its course.

As the light rises and falls, countless monks have spread all over the border between the two realms.

The Water Mirror Technique was cast among the crowd, specifically taking care of those low-level monks who were weak in consciousness and unable to see clearly.

But for a group of Nascent Soul experts, they don’t need this much.

Luo Chen stood in front of the treasure ship, standing in the wind and looking at the ground beneath his feet.

The loess is exposed and covered with tortoise patterns. It is uninhabited for thousands of miles and there is no life in sight for thousands of miles.

Ling Fengzi next to him said puzzledly: "It stands to reason that the Taihu Domain is quite far away from the Blue Sky Domain where the gods transformed, and it shouldn't have been affected too much. However, the extent of the damage was no less than that of the adjacent Nine Spirits Domain, which is really strange. "

Next to him, Mr. Fu also echoed: "Indeed, I originally wanted to choose this place as the cultivation place of Shenfu Sect, but I didn't expect that the only fourth-level spiritual vein here has been smashed. Such a place is no longer suitable for monks to practice. Even if it is transformed by monks, it can only be used by mortals in the future. "

Luo Chen listened beside him, smiling but not saying anything.

The Taihu region should not have been destroyed so badly.

The culprit must be the battle of the gods, but the battle between him and the great demon king of centipedes was the main reason for the destruction of the fourth-level spiritual vein under the Taihu Palace.

But this matter does not need to be told to outsiders.

Of course, such a vast area cannot be wasted.

In the future, let the cultivators make some modifications, pull the water veins, and then let a large number of mortals reproduce and thrive here, which can also serve as a supplementary channel for the living force of the immortal gate.

As for now?

Two figures broke through the air and landed on the two remaining hills.

One is the old ghost Motian, and the other is Zhan Mowangyuan!

"Young man, surrender early to avoid physical pain." The old ghost Motian said so, with confidence on his face.

Wang Yuan slowly put on the silver-white boxing gloves on his hands, his eyelids drooped, and his tone was cold.

"Back then on the fighting stage, you lent your life weapon to Yin Sixiang to suppress me. Today, I will repay you tenfold or a hundredfold!"

Motian Old Ghost was stunned. He almost forgot about this.

However, Wang Yuan never forgot it.

After a brief conversation, Wang Yuan had already taken action.

He stepped into the air and the sound of thunder exploded.

Boom!

In a flash, he had crossed hundreds of feet and smashed down at Motian Old Ghost.

Such a swift action surprised many people.

Only Luo Chen looked as if he had expected it.

This was the Explosion Air Step he created in his early years, inspired by the space teleportation method of Qingshuang Demon Emperor.

Now Wang Yuan used it, and the momentum was no less than his original one, and even because of the blessing of the divine fighting spirit, the movement was more violent.

Although Motian Old Ghost was a little unprepared for this move, he finally reacted as his consciousness spread.

First, release a yellow earth shield for yourself to protect the surroundings.

Then he opened his mouth and spit out a flying sword, which suddenly flew out and headed straight for Wang Yuan's head.

However, the next moment.

Boom!

Visible to the naked eye, the earth-yellow shield was deeply dented by the fist that broke through the air.

This scene made the old ghost Motian's face change, and he blurted out.

"Real weapon!"

The silver-white boxing gloves turned out to be a weapon at the level of real weapon!

At this moment, he dared not stand still and take the opponent's attack, and his body flew backwards.

Wang Yuan smashed the flying sword with a punch and followed closely.

At this moment, his qi burst out, and the explosive air step was performed one after another, and the speed of escape was even no less than that of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer.

The old ghost Motian looked horrified, and the Nascent Soul domain was suddenly released.

However, the power of the domain could not suppress Wang Yuan at all.

At this moment, the old ghost Motian felt fooled in his heart.

The spiritual veins of the Taihu region collapsed, and the spiritual energy dissipated. How could a Yuanying cultivator condense the Yuanying field so well?

Moreover, this enemy is good at the way of body refining. There is not much mana in his body. How could he be suppressed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?

"What a Danzong!"

The old ghost Motian cursed the battlefield chosen by Luo Chen inwardly, and launched an active attack in mid-air.

The flying sword turned into ten, and ten turned into a hundred, forming thousands of sword lights, and then shot at Wang Yuan.

Not only that, two more magic weapons flew out of his hands one after another.

The rings spun and the bells rang.

One confined the body, and the other confused his mind.

Wang Yuan's movements slowed down visibly, and the flying sword and body made a ding-dong collision sound.

Suddenly.

There was only a loud shout.

"Open!"

The ring flew out backwards, and Wang Yuan's figure began to expand continuously, and a three-meter-long little giant appeared in the world.

He opened his mouth and spit out a thunderous sound, suppressing the sound of the bell.

His ten fingers slammed continuously, and the blood-colored energy sprayed like rain.

After breaking through the thousands of sword lights, the giant stepped on the moon step, and his figure was inexplicably a bit ethereal and uncertain.

This time, the consciousness of the old ghost Motian couldn't keep up.

"No, this person is too fast and has a strong will. He is not affected by my soul illusion technique at all. I have to fix him first."

The old ghost Motian gritted his teeth, stretched out his right hand, and lifted it up.

A big seal flew out, then expanded and became a hundred feet long, pressing towards Wang Yuan.

The terrifying repressive force instantly blocked the space.

At this moment, Wang Yuan sneered and rushed straight to the seal without fear.

"Break!"

One punch!

The body of the seal was shaken all over.

Wang Yuan withdrew his hand, and the energy was surging, and he threw three more punches.

"Break!"

"Break!"

"Break!"

This time, the result was completely different.

The three moves were obtained from Luo Chen's Mountain Breaking Style, which pushed his domineering Qi to the fullest, condensed his power into a point, and added the Thunderbolt Boxing Gloves.

There was only a bang.

Boom!

The seal was blasted into pieces in the shock of everyone.

Wang Yuan rushed out and went straight up to the sky.

The magic weapon was destroyed, and the old ghost Motian suffered a backlash, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and he was quite unwilling.

If the natal weapon Motian Cliff was still there, how dare Wang Yuan be so presumptuous?

That's it!

To win this person, he had to use his deep magic power to survive the opponent.

He stretched out his hand and took the flying sword leisurely, and then flew towards the sky.

However, the next moment, the old ghost Motian's expression changed drastically.

Above the sky, there was a towering mountain, like a meteorite, rumbling down.

"It's my Motian Cliff!"

The unfamiliar mountain and familiar aura made him blurt out.

But his spiritual sense did not respond.

In terror, he pushed the shield to the extreme and blocked it above his head.

Not only that, he pinched the magic formula continuously, his robe moved without wind, and a yellow halo wrapped around his whole body.

Bang!

The shield magic weapon collapsed at the touch.

The mountain pressed down, even with the yellow halo protecting his body, it still pressed the old ghost Motian down continuously, and finally stopped on the ground with his roar.

Wang Yuan stood on the top of the mountain and stomped his feet.

Boom!

The huge pressure reappeared, and it actually shattered the yellow halo several more times, and the old ghost Motian's face turned red.

Wang Yuan sensed this scene, and he felt indescribably happy in his heart.

Back then, you used Motian Cliff to suppress me, and now I use Motian Baizao Mountain to suppress you. You are really the initiator, and there will be no descendants!

He stomped again, and the divine fighting spirit flowed along his body and injected into Motian Baizao Mountain.

Boom!

The pupils of the old ghost Motian widened, and the protective robe suddenly broke, revealing his skinny and old body.

And the yellow halo became weaker and weaker.

It seemed that if he kicked it again, it would break.

Without thinking, he shouted: "I lost!"

Wang Yuan seemed not to hear it and stepped on it again.

Boom!

Whoosh...

The strong wind stirred, and the yellow halo collapsed and shattered.

A large puff of blood mist splashed the dry yellow earth.

A ray of light flew out suddenly, spanning a hundred miles, and escaped from the suppression range of Motian Baizao.

The white and tender baby showed a resentful look on his face, pinching a spell and staring at Wang Yuan.

"I want you to die!"

Wang Yuan flew up, stretched out his hand, and Motian Baizao shrank rapidly and fell into his hand.

"If I can destroy your body once, I can kill your Nascent Soul once!"

He stretched out his right hand from a distance, with five fingers bent, wanting to hold it.

The Yuanying little man's face changed, and he felt blood on his white body, and his eyes suddenly showed a look of extreme fear.

At this moment, a magical power covered his Yuanying.

Wang Yuan clenched his fist and detonated the energy, but there was no response.

He looked into the distance with a fierce look on his face.

Shenyuan Zhenren waved his hand, and the Yuanying of the old ghost Motian flew back to him.

Luo Chen smiled slightly when he saw this.

"This first battle, I think my Luotian Sect won!"

After the words fell, everyone was silent. (End of this chapter)