Supreme Immortal Demon

Canghai Academy, Hunhai monks, Shengdao Academy disciples, Roupang, Cannon Fodder Camp, Yaoyu Emperor, Luochuan... all of them cast spells with all their strength to build a Dao barrier to protect Canghai Academy!

The blood-colored moon wheel was like the fist of a peerless demon god, madly attacking the Dao barrier!

In a blink of an eye, the Dao barrier was riddled with holes and shattered, and many monks were knocked out, falling to the ground in pain, and their vitality was seriously injured. ~ In the end, only the two Dao barriers gathered by the second-generation masters of Canghai Academy and Luochuan and his party were left.

Snap!

Another barrier broke, and the second-generation masters of Canghai Academy flew backwards, their faces pale, their eyes dimmed, and they stared at the last barrier.

Finally, the barrier built by Luochuan, the Cannon Fodder Camp and Yaoyu Emperor showed cracks and shattered like a mirror.

Boom! The barrier broke!

The monks of the cannon fodder camp retreated one after another, their steps disordered. Luo Chuan took two steps back, his face slightly pale, but he breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes still solemn.

When the last barrier broke, the first wave of the blood-colored moon wheel's attack was also exhausted. In the distant sea of ​​​​sky, the mother womb of the blood-colored moon wheel turned back into a crescent, retreated to the beginning, and began a new round of expansion.

"Humph, it was actually blocked."

"The first round was just luck, they have tried their best. The cliff and the heavenly book are broken, and the only one who can stop the star-destroying moon wheel is that person."

"But as long as that person makes a move. Even if the Canghai Academy is completely defeated, the leader is so calculated, and I have to admire him this time."

The three demon palace masters on the dragon whale spoke in a relaxed tone, with a teasing smile on their faces.

They knew in their hearts. If it happens again, the monks in the Canghai Academy will definitely not be able to resist, and they can't escape, let alone take the initiative to attack.

This time, it was not only the Demonic Daoist Palace that attacked, but also nearly half of its vassal forces.

More and more evil demon forces gathered towards Canghai Academy. Every sect and every faction sent out masters, ranging from hundreds to dozens. Every demon master's eyes were filled with red light, looking at the crumbling academy on the top of the mountain with excitement and greed. Just like jackals who can finally feast.

In the western forces. The leader of Tianjiao Cave, Jiao Xingba, had a complicated look in his eyes. He looked at the faint white robe on the top of the mountain with both pleasure and worry. That day outside Qiwu Town, he was robbed of his savings for many years by Luo Chuan. He also left an unknown blood mark. He was naturally angry and sad. After returning, he was restless and hoped that Luo Chuan would be unlucky sooner. But when Luo Chuan's doomsday really came, he felt a deep fear and terror in his heart. Once Luo Chuan died, who could solve the blood mark that had already merged with him?

Well, if it doesn't work, I can only beg the Lord of the Hall! No matter how much it costs, the blood mark must be removed.

Canghai Academy is doomed. Luo Chuan has chosen the right way, and he is already a thorn in the eyes of the Demonic Dao Palace. Naturally, he can't escape death... It can only be like this.

All the evil monks are waiting silently, waiting for the second round of offensive to start, waiting for the most terrifying person in Canghai Academy to take action.

In Canghai Academy, the righteous monks are also waiting.

To this day, everyone knows that only that person can turn the tide and reverse today's defeat.

The second generation of masters are in low spirits and full of pain.

They all know that if the master takes action, he will be able to repel the Demonic Dao Palace, but... with the master's current situation, he must not take action.

Even if he can repel the Demonic Dao Palace today, his injuries will never heal.

The day when the Demonic Dao Palace makes a comeback will be the day when Canghai Academy will be defeated.

Luo Chuan's eyes flickered, and he pinched out a seal in his hand, and sent it out while the Demon Dao Sect was gathering power.

In a blink of an eye, the seal was attached to the mountain where Canghai Academy was located, and flew towards the direction of Da Zizai Country.

"You are..."

The master surnamed Yu looked at Luo Chuan, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.

"Looking for the second reinforcement." Luo Chuan said.

"Da Zizai Country?" The master surnamed Yu nodded, shook his head, smiled bitterly, and the expectation in his eyes disappeared.

He nodded because he knew that the first reinforcement that Luo Chuan did not mention was Guangtian Pusheng, but the so-called second reinforcement was Da Zizai Country... Da Zizai Country had Xuanwen to guard the country, and was not afraid of the Demon Dao Sect, so there was no problem of lips and teeth being cold. And since the Lord of Da Zizai Country was seriously ill, the relationship between Canghai Academy and Da Zizai Country has been deteriorating, and they will never come to rescue today.

Feeling the loss and despair of the second generation masters, Luo Chuan whispered: "Don't worry, they will come."

The second generation masters shook their heads, smiled bitterly, but said nothing.

"It's too late!"

Just then, a sharp voice sounded.

Everyone turned their heads and saw Liu Hejun with a cold face, looking at the blood-red moon that had become half a moon not far away, and said calmly: "The second round of offensive is coming soon. Even if you can ask for reinforcements, it's too late."

A low sigh sounded in the crowd, as if it was contagious, and the mood of despair reverberated in the hearts of the monks on the top of the mountain. Even the disciples of the Holy Dao Academy, who had been full of enthusiasm and had begun to have a fearless heart, gradually lost their morale, their eyelids drooped, and they were dejected, and the blood in their hearts was gradually fading.

But only Xi Guang stood firmly behind Luo Chuan, and the enthusiasm in his eyes did not dim, but became more and more intense.

Because he knew that the man in front of him was the legend who saved Guangtian Pusheng from danger that year. He didn't know where his confidence came from, perhaps it was because Luo Chuan was there, or perhaps it was because even he himself had not realized that his heart of Tao had been completely enlightened.

Soon, the blood moon between the sky and the sea was more than half full, while there was still no movement in the direction of the Great Freedom Country on the other side of the continent.

The last glimmer of hope was shattered, and the morale of the righteous monks had fallen to the bottom. Many monks wanted to retreat again, but at this time, the Canghai Academy was surrounded like an iron barrel, and the retreat was cut off. There was only a dead end left.

Liu Hejun looked at Luo Chuan with a face full of sarcasm. Unknowingly, his inner demon had become, and he was infected by the evil spirit outside the academy. The first trace of demonic nature was quietly brewing from the bottom of his heart.

The blood moon was only one corner away from perfection, and the sky and the sea became a bloody purgatory again.

At this time, the bell of Canghai Academy rang.

The bell rang four times in one day, which was unprecedented in the history of Canghai Academy.

The second-generation masters turned back and looked into the depths of Canghai Academy, their eyes trembling, and the despair was beyond words.

How could the monks not guess what the bell rang at this time meant.

The founder of Canghai Academy, the scholar who was once arrogant and could compete with Jiulongjun, is finally coming out of retreat!

The monks of Hunhai wanted to cheer. But when they saw the desperate eyes of the second generation of masters, their hearts gradually cooled down. At the moment of life and death, people's feelings are often the most sensitive and effective. Although everyone could not guess why the second generation of masters were so desperate and angry, they all knew in their hearts that perhaps the appearance of that person would be the worst situation.

Ding, Ding, Ding...

As the blood-colored moon became more and more round, and the moon halo was about to appear, the bells continued to echo.

One, two, three...

Until the third ring, a disciple of Canghai Academy finally couldn't bear the emotion of collapse, knelt on his knees, covered his face and cried.

The bleak, dull, and panic atmosphere enveloped the hearts of the monks of Canghai Academy.

When the bell rang to the fifth time, somewhere in Canghai Academy, the only intact Sutra Library began to tremble and shake.

Buzz!

An unwilling howl came from the Sutra Library, and all the scriptures howled, and a series of complex and profound moral concepts emerged from the Sutra Library and shot towards the sky.

Everyone could feel the unwillingness and rage in the howl.

Ten thousand scriptures were heartless but had intentions. These rare scriptures and Taoist classics contained the truth of heaven and earth, just like a great sage with his own unique thoughts. At present, the Canghai Academy is about to collapse. Once it falls, these treasures will fall into the hands of the devil even if they are not destroyed. Ten thousand scriptures have intentions, and they vaguely understand the current situation, so they are naturally sad and unwilling!

Ten thousand scriptures roared together, and the morality soared to the sky. In the past, for the master and disciples of Canghai Academy, it was definitely a great opportunity to seek enlightenment.

But now, who is still in the mood to understand the Tao?

Ten thousand scriptures are unwilling, and the morality gathers together and crashes into the bloody moon.

Bang!

The blood-colored moon wheel shook slightly, and the gathered moon halo was dispersed a little, but it soon condensed again.

Ten thousand scriptures returned in vain, and although they were unwilling, they were no longer able to launch a second attack.

Finally, the blood-colored moon wheel between the sky and the sea completed the second accumulation of momentum.

The murderous intent was surging, the sea and the sky were colorless, and everyone in the Canghai Academy was pale, in sharp contrast to the crazy and triumphant laughter of the demon monks.

Ding, Ding... The bell had rang seven times, and there were only two more bells before the man came out of retreat.

Xi Guang was the first to discover the abnormality. In front of him, Luo Chuan's eyes were half closed and half open, but he seemed to be in a mysterious state.

Ding!

The eighth sound rang!

The monks of Canghai Academy looked into the depths of the academy, and their hearts ached, as if cut by a knife.

Luo Chuan's eyes suddenly opened, and suddenly floated up, floating in the air. As the eighth bell sounded, two groups of magical light appeared in his eyes, gradually becoming hazy, but deep like chaos.

Ding... The ninth bell just sounded, as if someone covered it immediately. The sound disappeared in the air before it completely fell, and it stopped abruptly.

More and more monks noticed Luo Chuan's abnormality, turned their heads to look, and were shocked, but their expressions were different.

"He actually realized the truth... Such a genius... What a pity..." Master Yu glanced at Luo Chuan, expressionless, and shook his head.

For the Canghai Academy that was about to fall, the enlightenment of a genius was already insignificant.

The blood-colored moon not far away was full, and it was about to complete the final accumulation.

Buzz!

At this moment, a breath of energy rose from Luo Chuan's head!

The realm of Taoism soared, as if it was inspired by the Taoism of the Ten Thousand Scriptures, but it was outstanding and proud above the Ten Thousand Scriptures. As soon as it rose, it attracted the Taoism of the Ten Thousand Scriptures to bow and worship.

Luo Chuan closed his eyes, and then opened them. A hazy mist appeared in front of him, like a cocoon, as if something was about to move and was about to be born!

Xi Guang looked at Luo Chuan with reverence, and was excited. He felt something was about to happen.

"This is..."

The master surnamed Yu suddenly raised his head, staring at the aura above Luo Chuan's head, his eyes trembling, and he struggled to highlight four words: "Achieve the Tao... write scriptures?"

As soon as he finished speaking, waves surged out of Luo Chuan's hands, as if they could no longer be controlled, and suddenly spread in all directions.

The time fantasy river instantly enveloped Canghai Academy, and Canghai Academy sank into the time fantasy river, floating and looming. The blood-colored moon between the sky and the sea jumped up, and its power was full, but it seemed to be looking for a target and did not launch an attack immediately.

In the thousands of radiant and expectant eyes, Luo Chuan raised his head slightly, stood up, stepped into the void, and took seven steps in a row.

Inspired by the ten thousand scriptures, the half of the Taoism that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time could no longer be endured, and was eager to come out!

"Paper!"

"Pen!"

After seven steps, Luo Chuan shouted.

Snap!

A blank scroll and an ink pen flew from the depths of Canghai Academy and were caught steadily by Luo Chuan.

The monks of Canghai Academy looked in the direction of the sound, all of them were excited, that the scroll and pen actually flew from the place where the master of the academy was in seclusion!

Holding the blank scroll in his hand, Luo Chuan did not hesitate, and wrote with the pen.

Buzz!

All the scriptures and doctrines rang together, bowed their waists and bowed their heads in worship.

When the disciples of Shengdao Academy saw the two big words on the scroll, their hearts were hit hard and they were stunned.

For a long while, they stared at Luo Chuan in a daze, their noses were sore, but their eyes were wet.

The first two words that fell with the ink were "Shi Jing". (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!