Supreme Immortal Demon

Luo Chuan became famous too early. Many years ago, he appeared in the legend of escaping from the bitter cold days of the Great Tragedy as the adopted brother of the White Dragon Emperor. ∑

Although he has only started to make a real name for himself in Tianchen Continent under the name "Luo Chuan" in recent years, every time he rises to fame, it will be accompanied by legendary achievements that far exceed the level of monks of his age. Gradually, Luo Chuan's reputation, status, and seniority became different. Even though he was ranked on the Heavenly Ranking and ranked among the top geniuses of Jiutian's young generation, in the eyes of the world, Luo Chuan's seniority had already surpassed that of Nan. Li, Yu Youxi and others seemed to have entered the ranks of the older generation of strong men. When Luo Chuan came to the Chaotic Abyss, the Cannon Fodder Battalion repeatedly showed its power, and Yao Yu, Qiu Feng and others followed, and Luo Chuan began to gain the reputation of a giant.

Therefore, even though Luo Chuan is only in his thirties now, in the eyes of these descendants of the emperor, Luo Chuan is already considered their predecessor, so it is not a shame to compete with Luo Chuan's apprentices.

Until now, their self-deception was finally exposed mercilessly by Zhuang Zhou.

"Sharp teeth and sharp tongue, as I have said before, talking too much is not a good thing."

The purple-robed descendant snorted coldly, swayed his body, and rushed towards Zhuang Zhou: "Luo Chuan is powerful, and I admit it. Then let me see how many skills you, the disciple, have learned from your master."

Buzz!

A thunder gun burst out from the eyes of the descendant of purple robes. He flipped his wrist, held the thunder gun tightly in his palm, raised the tip of the gun, and actually set off a circle of thunder whirlpool in mid-air. There were bursts of thunder sounds, and every time the thunder sound fell, there was a thunder spear. It fell from the sky and shot toward Zhuang Zhou.

In mid-air, three thousand thunderbolts turned into spears.

In the desert, the descendants of purple robes drew their spears and stabbed rapidly, their body movements as if they were empty and if they were real. Coercing Guixu's peak magic power, he is full of murderous intent!

"Speak as if you have seen my master take action."

Zhuang Zhou sneered, and a spear spirit shot out, rolling up the yellow sand of the desert and transforming into a spear shadow, blocking the three thousand thunder spears.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...

The two guns struck each other, making a deafening roar. Three thousand thunders flashed, and the yellow sand danced. The silhouettes of the two men and the shadows of their spears had merged into one, and they were fighting among the thunder in the desert. Thousands of Polang City monks could not move their eyes away from the sight.

Zhuang Zhou first entered the first level of Guixu, and the descendant of the purple-robed emperor reached the peak of the fourth level of Guixu. The gap between the two was not small. Compared with the ordinary Guixu fourth-level peak, the descendants of the emperor are obviously superior in terms of magic power and morality. But even so. Zhuang Zhou relied on his innate mysterious body, technical skills, more than 200 unique skills of the cannon fodder camp, and his spear spirit to stubbornly contend with the purple-robed descendant, and in the blink of an eye he had survived ten moves.

Li'er and Xue Wang watched intently, but their faces were expressionless, neither surprised nor worried.

However, the disciples of Polang City and the four descendants of the emperor were somewhat frightened. The purple-robed emperor was born into the Lei Gong family, and he was extremely proficient in the art of thunder. Among the peak cultivators of the fourth level of Guixu, he is definitely the top one... But with such a huge advantage, he not only failed to defeat Zhuang Zhou with one move, but allowed Zhuang Zhou to survive ten moves.

Under the shadow of the thunder gun, the young man was tenacious and unyielding, although he was at a disadvantage. But every time he catches a flaw, he will seize every opportunity to fight back.

"Is it the same for Luo Chuan back then..." The descendant of the red-robed emperor swallowed and murmured in a low voice.

"At least for now, Zhuang Zhou's talent potential is far less than that of Luo Chuan. Luo Chuan must have been more than that back then."

"Their lineage is truly terrifying. The same goes for Ziyun. With a cultivation level in the Daolun realm, he can actually fight against the heavens. He even survived being chased by the Second Emperor for seven days and seven nights."

"That's enough!" The Empress glanced at the people around her coldly: "Are you just going to boost others' morale and weaken your own prestige? Have you forgotten the purpose of our trip? Luo Chuan has three apprentices, and there are others over there "Two of you, which one is going?"

The three descendants of the emperor looked at each other, then two people walked out and walked towards Li'er and Xue Wang with a sneer.

"stop!"

Although he was at a disadvantage, Zhuang Zhou still saw this scene and couldn't help shouting. His mood was confused, and there was a flaw in the marksmanship in his hand.

The thunder turned into rain, and it suddenly accelerated in mid-air, staring at Zhuang Zhou's spinning shot.

boom!

Zhuang Zhou raised his gun to block it, but was knocked away.

After entering the first level of Guixu for the first time and fighting at the peak of the fourth level of Guixu, he was finally knocked down after thirteen moves.

Looking at the young man in white robe standing up from the ground in the wind and sand, although the disciples of Polang City did not say a word, there was more or less admiration or respect in their eyes.

"stop!"

Zhuang Zhou straightened up, shouted loudly, and rushed towards Li'er and Xue Wang.

boom!

The purple-robed descendant sneered and swung his spear, knocking Zhuang Zhou back.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang... In the wind and sand, the silver spears attacked the purple spears wildly, but every attack was like a stone thrown into the huge tide, without even an echo, let alone any effect.

Zhuang Zhou gritted his teeth. Every time he fired, his whole body was numb from the force of the counterattack. By now, his tiger's mouth had cracked open, and blood was flowing and seeping into the handle of the gun. He knew that each of the two junior brothers was more weird and mysterious than the other. At least they had backup plans to save their lives. To a certain extent, they might be stronger than him. But in Zhuang Zhou's eyes, whether it is the naughty and cunning Li'er or the aloof and indifferent Xue Wang, they are just his junior brothers. No matter what achievements the two junior brothers will have in the future, he will always be among Luomen. It's senior brother. When he didn't fall down, it wouldn't be the two junior brothers' turn to take action!

The descendant of purple robe casually placed his left hand behind his waist, holding a gun with one hand, and calmly blocked Zhuang Zhou's crazy attack, with a sarcastic and indifferent smile on his lips.

Zhuang Zhou's previous thirteen shots were indeed amazing and could compete with him, but they were limited to the first thirteen shots. At this moment, his true colors were exposed. After all, the gap was three levels, how could it be so easy to cross?

Li'er and Xue Wang both stood up. They did not look at the descendant of the emperor who was walking towards them. Their eyes were focused on Zhuang Zhou's body, face, and the broken and bleeding wrist. An indescribable complex emotion rose from the hearts of the two teenagers at the same time. Before this, they had never thought so much.

"Senior brother is too hard-working." Li'er was silent for a moment and said slowly.

"Because he is the eldest brother. At least he thinks so." Xue Wang's tone was very calm, but Li'er, who knew him very well, knew that Xue Wang began to get angry at this moment.

"I still don't want to steal the limelight from my senior brother."

"I don't want to either."

"But, I should let my senior brother know how naive he is to blindly want to protect us." Li'er looked at the descendant of the emperor who was walking towards him and sneered.

"Yes, I want him to understand this. Otherwise, he is always so impulsive, which makes me embarrassed." Xue Wang did not laugh, but stretched out his right hand and aimed his eyes at another descendant of the emperor who was walking over.

But at this moment, Xue Wang's eyes fell on the back of Zhuang Zhou's body, and his eyes suddenly changed: "Wait!"

Li Er was just about to make a move, and he couldn't help but frowned when he heard Xue Wang calling.

"Brother seems... How could this happen, how could he still have an innate mysterious pattern." Xue Wang frowned, and then stretched his brows: "Don't make a move yet, there will be a turning point."

...

Outside the Taoist Palace world, the cultivators also saw everything that happened in the desert Gobi through the water mirror.

Zhuang Zhou fought against the emperor of the peak of the fourth level of Guixu with the first level of Guixu, which further confirmed that Luo Chuan's "bamboo pole practice" that was laughed at by others actually had another mystery, and Luo Chuan's method of teaching his apprentices was as powerful as his means of killing.

But after all, the gap was more than three levels, and the opponent was a descendant of the emperor, so it was reasonable for Zhuang Zhou to lose.

"Daoyou Luo, what do you think?" Taoist Kunlun retracted his gaze and said with a smile: "This sect does not know what conflicts your junior brother had with these imperial families. But these descendants of the emperor came here, obviously to vent their anger and revenge on your apprentice, they will not show mercy."

"At this point, why don't you and I take a step back. Daoyou Luo let Miss Yu and the remaining Yu family cultivators go, and withdraw from the North Sea, and this sect will immediately ask my Kunlun ancestor to open the Taoist Palace and rescue the three senior disciples."

"I don't know what Daoyou Luo thinks? ... Daoyou Luo... Daoyou Luo?"

Taoist Kunlun frowned, but saw that Luo Chuan's expression was complicated and changing, with surprise, surprise and a hint of joy, and then turned his head as if looking for something.

"Daoyou Luo, what are you waiting for? Your senior disciple Zhuang Zhou is about to die, and Lei Xiaosheng doesn't seem to be ready to drag it on." Taoist Kunlun said lightly.

Almost at the same time as he finished speaking, in the water mirror, on the desert Gobi, Lei Xiaotian, a descendant of the Emperor Leigong family, who was dressed in a purple robe, had a flash of boredom in his eyes. He shook his wrist, and poured all his fourth-level peak power into the thunder spear. He shot it with all his strength, piercing Zhuang Zhou's lower abdomen. His means were so cruel that he wanted to destroy Zhuang Zhou's cultivation!

In the wind of the spear, Zhuang Zhou's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, hazy and uncertain, as if he had fallen into a state of enlightenment, or as if he was in a state of enlightenment with only the last step left.

The thunder spear fell, Zhuang Zhou had no expression on his face, and blocked it with his spear. A black pattern like a dragon and a dragon appeared behind him, and a force that had never appeared before surged out of his spear.

Bang!

Zhuang Zhou retreated in embarrassment, but he miraculously blocked Lei Xiaosheng's full-strength shot.

Lei Xiaosheng was startled, with a cold face, and stabbed out with all his strength again. !

Bang!

Zhuang Zhou took a step back and blocked the shot.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang... Lei Xiaosheng fired his gun repeatedly, but was blocked by Zhuang Zhou, either stabbing it off or being picked up.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhuang Zhou, including the two descendants of the emperor who were walking towards Li'er and Xue Wang. They also stopped and looked at the unbelievable scene in front of them in surprise.

Zhuang Zhou did not use any skills, nor did he use any methods, nor did he release the gun intent. He only blocked Lei Xiaosheng's fatal attack with the new power.

Gradually, the cultivators inside and outside the Taoist Palace also felt that the new power in Zhuang Zhou's body was two opposite forces.

One force attracts, and the other force repels. Between repulsion and attraction, it can resist all forces. (To be continued. Please search for Piaotian Literature. The novel is better and updated faster!