Supreme Immortal Demon

Luo Chuan punched out, and a circle of transparent water shield floated around Zhang Yuanwai. Two fused innate mysterious patterns appeared on the water shield, releasing a strong Taoist force.

Bang!

Luo Chuan was knocked back by the Taoist power of the emperor level.

The waves were like ripples, and the two fused innate mysterious patterns seemed to have life suddenly, emitting bursts of buzzing, as if two emperors with profound cultivation and amazing Taoism were reciting Taoist scriptures.

The sound of the scriptures added to the Taoist power, rolling up two columns of entangled wind storms, and the storm contained two unfathomable Taoism, crushing towards Luo Chuan.

"I don't believe he won't come to save you."

Zhang Yuanwai carved the innate mysterious pattern with one hand, while distractedly looking at Luo Chuan, with a slight smile on his lips, his eyes indifferent, without contempt, nor ridicule, just a very indifferent look, as if he didn't see the existence of the white-robed monk in front of him.

The wind storm hit Luo Chuan in the blink of an eye.

Boom!

The storm broke into two pieces. Luo Chuan took two steps back, retracted his arm that shattered the storm, and looked at the old man calmly.

"Oh? He has cultivated his body to this level... He is really willing to give you up. I don't believe he won't come." Zhang Yuanwai's expression changed slightly, but he was still full of confidence. His eyes also changed, as if he was looking at an ant that was about to suffer a catastrophe.

The innate mysterious pattern was finally carved. Zhang Yuanwai looked at the followers who were retreating step by step in the sky and smiled faintly: "Well, with a follower of the emperor who is dying, if he doesn't show up, I really have to admire him."

"He won't come." Luo Chuan said calmly.

"You are so sure, why." The old man asked.

"Because you can't hurt me. But I can hurt you."

As soon as the voice fell. Luo Chuan's body movement was like a shadow in the waves, "reflected" in front of the old man, and directly stretched out his hand to grab the innate mysterious pattern he had just carved.

"Hahaha, didn't your master tell you not to touch the Xiantian Xuanwen with your hands?"

Zhang Yuanwai laughed loudly, as if he had discovered something very funny.

Bang!

A loud noise interrupted Zhang Yuanwai's laughter.

The Nanhai Immortal Gourd in Luo Chuan's hand hit the Xiantian Xuanwen that was about to fly out under Zhang Yuanwai's finger.

The four fused Xiantian Xuanwen divine brilliance bloomed, outlining a circle of gorgeous light waves, blocking Zhang Yuanwai's Xiantian Xuanwen.

Zhang Yuanwai frowned and turned his hand to pinch the seal. The Xiantian Xuanwen shrank back to the palm. Under the reflection of the distant star power, the color began to change, like a jumping purple rainbow, suppressing the Xuanshen power that was eager to burst out.

But no matter how Zhang Yuanwai pinched the seal. The Xiantian Xuanwen was firmly suppressed in his palm by the gourd. No matter how exquisite his method of controlling the Xiantian Xuanwen was. The gourd with the innate mysterious pattern could judge his changes in the next moment. In Zhang Yuanwai's eyes, the overlapping gourd shadows were like a huge net covering the sky. It was airtight. Gradually, Zhang Yuanwai felt that there was a huge net in his heart, covering his heart and making him breathless.

Looking at Luo Chuan again, Zhang Yuanwai's eyes finally changed.

The first time he blocked his attack with the gourd, he could still use luck to explain it. After all, the gourd was also a magic weapon with the innate mysterious pattern. However, the innate mysterious pattern is the foundation of the Tianmen cultivators. A powerful Tianmen cultivator can not only depict the innate mysterious pattern that matches the Tao, but his technique of displaying the innate mysterious pattern is also mysterious and unpredictable, just like the Tianmen cultivators themselves.

However, at the moment, this follower of the newly promoted Tianmen Second Emperor actually suppressed his technique of releasing the innate mysterious pattern with just his technique. How could Zhang Yuanwai not be surprised?

The gourd with four innate mystical patterns already made him feel depressed, but a cultivator from the Heaven Realm who could suppress the mystical patterns of the Tianmen cultivator made him feel even colder.

What did the newly promoted Tianmen Second Emperor want to do... What was he planning to do by training such a young genius who could suppress the Tianmen cultivator?

Crack!

After countless collisions with the Nanhai Immortal Gourd with four innate mystical patterns, the innate mystical patterns finally couldn't bear it and broke in the middle!

The mystical power hidden in the mystical patterns finally broke out!

The wild current surged, shaking the world.

Boom!

The wooden boat under Mr. Zhang's feet exploded into pieces. In the wild current of the mystical spirit, Mr. Zhang looked at Luo Chuan who was retreating quickly with a complicated look, with surprise, confusion, and a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

The power of the Mysterious God exploded uncontrollably, and Mr. Zhang was at the core of the explosion. The Mysterious Pattern Magic Shield around him had been shattered by the power of the Mysterious God. Without the protection of the Mysterious Pattern, his followers were still in the sky. Such an unprotected Tianmen monk was undoubtedly the most vulnerable and the easiest to be killed.

Mr. Zhang's eyes stayed on Luo Chuan, and the confusion and suspicion in his eyes became stronger and stronger, but he seemed not to notice the breath of death coming at him at all.

Finally, the power of the Mysterious God that swept in from all directions came in front of him and was about to swallow him up in a blink of an eye.

Mr. Zhang blinked his eyes, and three already fused innate Mysterious Patterns flew out of his eyes, turning into a wave of air waves, crushing the power of the Mysterious God explosion at a critical moment.

"Now you know that you can't kill me, but I can kill you."

Luo Chuan's figure flashed and appeared in front of Mr. Zhang again, feeling a little surprised.

Originally, he thought that this Tianmen Second Emperor would definitely die, but he didn't expect that the other party would turn danger into safety without making a move, and easily resolve the crisis. The three fusion profound patterns that flashed from his eyes were exquisite and far superior to the innate profound patterns he had previously carved. Before today, Luo Chuan would never have thought that the innate profound patterns could be hidden in the eyelids of Tianmen monks, and they were three fusion profound patterns with the power to destroy the world.

Looking at Mr. Zhang floating on the sea, Luo Chuan was shocked again.

The Tianmen Second Emperor from the mysterious organization in front of him completely subverted Luo Chuan's understanding of Tianmen monks. His body was as weak as all Tianmen monks. He didn't practice Huangting Lingtai, but he could hide profound patterns in his eyes and float in the air without external force. He was no different from an ordinary monk... What confused Luo Chuan even more was that he couldn't see how the other party did it.

If all Tianmen monks in the Nine Heavens could have such skills, this world would definitely be dominated by Tianmen monks.

Luo Chuan's mind was full of mixed thoughts. Looking at the nearby Tianmen Second Emperor, Luo Chuan suddenly developed a strong interest in the mysterious organization. Of course, it was just interest.

"Indeed, I underestimated the enemy. Your achievements today are not only due to the man behind you, but also to your own genius. However, it is a fantasy for you to kill me."

Zhang Yuanwai was suspended in the air, quietly watching Luo Chuan's punch, neither avoiding nor giving way.

Snap!

The sound of air breaking came from Luo Chuan's fist.

Under Luo Chuan's fist, the air was broken, and Zhang Yuanwai's figure was also shattered in the broken air, but it was not his body that was blown up by Luo Chuan's punch, but more like his body and the air merged into one. Although the air will disappear or dissipate after breaking, the air will always circulate back and forth. From a certain perspective, the air is eternal and immortal.

The same is true for Zhang Yuanwai, who merged with the air.

The air gathered, and a faint mysterious pattern emerged from the air. The mysterious pattern shook and turned into Mr. Zhang.

"You see, you can't kill me."

Zhang Yuanwai looked at Luo Chuan, spread his hands, and said with a smile: "The Tianmen cultivators of the sub-emperor level are actually the same as the titled emperors. They are almost impossible to be killed unless the Xuanjun Zuzun takes action. Of course, the premise is to go to Molou and accept the inheritance of Molou."

"It can be seen that the person you follow attaches great importance to you. He spared no effort to cultivate you, taught you the magic weapon of integrating Xuanwen, and even taught you the technique of suppressing the innate Xuanwen."

"However, I believe you can also feel the gap between him and me. This gap is not the gap in talent and morality, but the gap in understanding of Tianmen and Xuanshen. If he is willing to join the organization, I can guarantee that within ten years, he will be able to catch up with me with his level."

"I have told you so much, you should understand my intention. If you persuade him, he may consider joining the organization. After all, joining the organization is a win-win situation."

After speaking, Zhang Yuanwai floated in the air, put his arms into his sleeves, looked at Luo Chuan with a smile, and waited for his reply.

The aura of Xuanshen overflowed from Zhang Yuanwai's body, but it did not spread.

He floated in front of Luo Chuan, just like a sun in the sky, powerful, thick, perfect, and full of the power of the gods.

Luo Chuan probed the Tianmen Dao, but once again returned empty-handed. He could not find the secret of Zhang Yuanwai's use of Tianmen Xuanshen, but under Zhang Yuanwai's control, even without the protection of his followers, the power of Xuanshen was exposed to the outside world, but he could not find any flaws to kill him. This kind of power brought Luo Chuan a sense of oppression, which was no different from that of a powerful emperor.

Suddenly, an idea came to Luo Chuan's mind, and his lowered eyes lit up slightly.

"If I help you persuade him, what benefit can I get?" Luo Chuan raised his head and asked.

"If he joins Molou and improves his strength, it will naturally bring you benefits." Zhang Yuanwai said.

"Stingy." Luo Chuan sneered and looked into the distance: "Although I am his follower, he has other important matters now and has left Hunhai. If you want to find him, only I can contact him. He told me not to contact him easily, otherwise he will get angry. You asked me to contact him and persuade him, but I won't do it without benefits."

Zhang Yuanwai pondered for a while and looked at Luo Chuan: "Then what benefits do you want."

In the sky, Yao Yu Emperor, who already had an absolute advantage, looked at Luo Chuan with a complicated look.

The strength of the Tianmen Second Emperor was so strong that even she was afraid of it. It can be imagined how deep the organization behind him was.

If Luo Chuan had not suppressed him firmly and showed his strength that moved the other party, the other party would never give up easily, let alone agree to Luo Chuan's conditions.

But the question is, is it really the right choice to provoke such a deep and unfathomable force?

Being targeted by the Tianmen Second Emperor, it would be difficult for Luo Chuan's identity as a three-way cultivator not to be exposed if time went on. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature. The novels are better and updated faster!

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