Supreme Immortal Demon

"Hidden Thief" named Leng stagnated in his steps, turned his head, smiled at the Hidden Thief and said, "Wang Laosan, don't yell. Am I not going to look out for the door? Just now I seemed to see a disciple from Polang City who wanted to Get away.￥f”

"Ah! There is such a thing!"

"No! We can't let them leave! If they leave, they will ruin Mr. Zhou's big event!"

"Exactly, Mr. Zhou has regained the lost ground for us. He is a great kindness. We must not make any mistakes."

Those who knew Luo Chuan's true identity were all the high-ranking hidden thieves in the inner circle, while the outermost hidden thieves who had only reached the Tao Lun realm knew no more than the other guests.

"Everyone, calm down and keep your voice down... I won't bother you with these little things. You are here to guard Mr. Zhou. Those who should drink continue to drink. I will go out and have a look and then come back."

The "hidden thief" named Leng finally calmed down the excited hidden thief and quietly walked through the outer hall and left the fairy mansion.

The outside of the Immortal Mansion was as quiet as the main hall.

Of course, it is only limited to the peninsula area and the vicinity of the Wendao River.

The great battle in the North Sea began. Between the sky and the sea not far from Pulang City, blood and fire were flying, and the fighting was fierce. From time to time, the body or arms and legs of fallen monks were swept up by the sea wind and thrown into Pilang City! The monks in Pilang City were either called into the chaos or hid behind closed doors of their respective stations. However, the junior disciples of the three sects who were originally responsible for guarding the periphery of the Peninsula Immortal Mansion were of low cultivation and were not qualified to participate in the chaos. Almost all of them were killed by their respective sects. The elder of the sect summoned the three sects back to their headquarters and stayed there...except for one person.

Behind an old tree outside the gate of Peninsula Immortal Mansion on the bank of Wendao River, the young monk in the Return to the Void Realm had a pale face. He looked up at the turbid night sky in the distance that was stained red with blood and fire, his wide eyes full of horror.

Such a battle. It is not something that a monk at his level can touch. Let alone participating in a battle, even taking a second look at it will affect his mood. But he still hid behind the tree and refused to leave. Rather than saying that he was watching the battle, it was more like he was waiting for the Peninsula Fairy Mansion.

"Hidden Thief" named Leng left the Immortal Mansion, and the young monk turned around after hearing the sound. The two people's eyes touched, and there was a strange look in their eyes at the same time.

"Is it... over here?" the young Jibei Sect disciple asked softly.

"Hidden Thief" named Leng smiled and said lightly: "It's over, it's just begun, but... it will end again soon."

Xiao Qianyu, a disciple of the Jibei Sect, frowned and asked cautiously: "What do you mean, sir? I dare to ask you, what happened inside? Did anyone appear out of the ordinary?"

"You are such a small Guixu Realm disciple, you really do a lot." "Hidden Thief" surnamed Leng smiled slightly: "Well, it doesn't hurt to tell you, a terrible thing happened at the dinner party. Luo Chuan, do you know? ? Not only did he survive, but he also returned to Polang City. Everything that happened tonight was his conspiracy. He wanted to destroy Polang City... You can go back now and report this to your sect. It's best to do more. Spread the word, the more people know about it, the better.”

"Hidden Thief" named Leng finished speaking quickly, he was also afraid of long nights and many dreams. He turned around and was about to fly away, but out of the corner of his eye he caught the young disciple from Pulang City. There was a trace of surprise in his heart.

This young monk, whose cultivation level was only at the Return to the Void Realm, did not show the shock or panic he originally thought. The young monk seemed very calm, as if he was not surprised by Luo Chuan's appearance.

"Eh? You already knew that?"

The "hidden thief" named Leng stopped and looked at Xiao Qianyu carefully.

"Did you already know that Luo Chuan would come tonight? Or did you recognize him early?"

"Are you a pawn placed by Luo Chuan in the Pilang City sect? Or... do you want to join him?"

"... It seems to be the latter. No wonder you are staying here. I didn't expect Luo Chuan to be quite popular."

"Hidden Thief" named Leng observes words and emotions. In three sentences, Xiao Qianyu's background and thoughts have been guessed 70% to 80%.

Xiao Qianyu can become the core leader of the younger generation of disciples of the Jibei Sect, so he is naturally not stupid. His expression suddenly changed, and he took four steps back: "You...are you Luo Shouzuo's enemy?"

"Haha. There are no enemies or benefactors in this world. There are just people with different ideas, different camps, and different ambitions. Those old guys in Xingyuan still have illusions and hopes for Luo Chuan, thinking that he will join the Anti-Saint Alliance. Haha, I finally saw it today. Luo Chuan doesn't want to join, but he doesn't want to offend anyone... But there is no such thing as a good thing in the world. "

"Hidden Thief" named Leng shook his head and chuckled, and without seeing any movement from him, he came to Xiao Qianyu's side.

"You...what are you going to do?" The young Guixu Realm disciple couldn't stand the power of the elite geniuses of the Anti-Holy Alliance. He sat down on the ground with a pale face.

"If you want to blame, it's just that you chose the wrong camp."

As soon as he finished speaking, a purple spear of ice flew out from the fingertips of "Hidden Thief" named Leng. With a buzzing sound, it penetrated directly into Xiao Qianyu's chest.

puff!

The heart of the young Jibei Sect disciple exploded, blood spurted from his mouth, and he was impaled on the spot.

call……

A gust of river wind blew from the other side of the Wendao River, rolling up the robes of Leng "Hidden Thief" and stopping his steps.

"Ha... you're still here." "Hidden Thief" named Leng chuckled, raised his head, and looked at the white-robed monk who walked out of the darkness.

The white-robed monk walked to the disciples of the Jibei Sect and pressed his palms to the top of his head. A pure and vigorous life force surged out, enveloping the moral principles of creation and pouring into the bodies of the disciples of the Jibei Sect.

Behind the white-robed monk was a young monk with a silver gun on his back, his eyes flashing with cold light and anger.

"Cough cough cough..."

After a while, Xiao Qianyu woke up from a violent cough. He opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him who had regained his true appearance. He was slightly startled and opened his mouth to say something but couldn't stop coughing.

"You must be the Jibei Sect disciple who made things difficult for my disciple before."

"How does it feel to die? You were robbed of your spot in the Polar Trial by a genius from the Imperial Family. You can make up for it in this Death Trial."

"Qiu Feng came back and told me that your talent and potential are pretty good, at least you are considered a leader in the Beihai area. After tonight, the Jibei Sect will cease to exist. You take your brothers and sisters to find Kunlun Taoist. He will arrange it for you."

Luo Chuan finished speaking. Turn around.

"Xiao Qianyu, my master saved your life and introduced you to the master of Kunlun. You will be trained in the future. I don't ask you to be grateful. I just ask that you don't stray too far from me in ten years." Zhuang Zhou looked at it. Xiang Xiao Qianyu. whispered.

"Master Luo...Zhuang Zhou..." Xiao Qianyu's expression was complicated, but there was a warmth in his chest and he felt certain in his heart.

"What a good Luo Chuan, he really knows how to be a good person. He is willing to personally show kindness to a small Guixu monk." "The Hidden Thief" named Leng looked at Luo Chuan and said with a low smile, not sure whether it was a compliment or a criticism.

"You are serious. Since you knew you were discovered by me, you didn't immediately flee back to Xingyuan. You still had the leisure to kill people in Pilang City. Do you look down on me so much?" Luo Chuan looked at the "hidden thief" named Leng and asked lightly. .

"How can I look down on you when you have captured a saint?" "The Hidden Thief" surnamed Leng calmly stared at Luo Chuan and asked, "How did you discover me?"

"When the Holy Court sent disciples to accompany Yu Youdong, I knew that the Anti-Holy Alliance must also have sent people. You must have used magical skills to hide your aura. Yes, you were able to hide it from me. And you have been hiding it for so long. , until you take action to kill someone." Luo Chuan smiled and asked, "What do you call me?"

"Xingyuan, Hanying."

The young genius from the Anti-Holy Alliance took a breath, no longer covered up his disguise, and turned back to his original appearance. But he is a tall, thin, fair-skinned young man with a male-female appearance.

"Where did Bo Shiba and the Bo family go?" Luo Chuan asked.

"Do you think I did it?" Han Ying blinked.

"Not you? That's also someone from your Anti-Holy Alliance. Now that the matter has come to this, there's no need to hide it," Luo Chuan said.

"Luo Chuan, you are a smart man. You should have guessed. The person who can defeat Bo Shiba and quietly wipe out the Daoyan branch is most likely to be a member of the Daoyan Immortal Dynasty's imperial lineage... Who do you think it is?" Han Ying blinked again.

Luo Chuan closed his eyes and opened them immediately: "Is it him?"

"Yes, it's him." Han Ying said.

"No. 1 on the Heavenly Ranking, the contemporary prince of the Daoyan Immortal Dynasty has also defected to the Anti-Holy Alliance. So, a month ago, you all came together? The branch of the uncle family is in his hands? Where is he now?" Luo Chuan asked calmly.

"That's a good question."

Han Ying showed a charming smile and looked at Luo Chuan. The smile on his face became brighter: "Bo Laosan has always wanted to meet you, but it's a pity that you died. Fortunately, I heard that your Taoist companion is at the Tianxing Holy Sect, and The competition for selecting a son-in-law of Tianxing Holy Sect is in progress. Brother Aiwu Jiwu went to Tianxing Holy Sect. You are here to design the layout. Prince Bo is probably already at Tianxing Holy Sect, walking hand in hand with Bai Meiren. People think you are dead, so it would be easy to snatch a woman from a dead person. "

Wow... Wow... click!

The turbulent river water suddenly solidified and was covered with ice for hundreds of miles after a violent turbulence.

The air was chilly, and the strange atmosphere by the Wendao River spread out, quickly covering the entire Pilang City.

"Hey, Mr. Luo is angry." Han Ying said with a smile.

"Excuse me for saying so much. I probably understand what happened. Now, you can go and die. I did not choose the Anti-Holy Alliance, and it was indeed the right choice."

Luo Chuan had a smile on his face, looking cold and empty in the haze of the night.

Buzz!

Luo Chuan turned into a rainbow light, wrapped in the force of physical crushing, and shot towards the genius from Xingyuan.

"Haha, the physical body? Luo Chuan, do you know that the strongest way to the physical body is in Xingyuan."

Han Ying's eyes flashed, and he looked at the menacing Luo Chuan calmly and coldly. There was only a faint interest from the depths of his eyes. He had already learned about Luo Chuan's capabilities from many people in Xingyuan, and even witnessed Luo Chuan. Chuan defeated four Holy Court monks.

But even so, he still had absolute confidence and would not evade Luo Chuan's powerful physical impact.

"Better than the physical body. Okay, let's give it a try." Looking at the rainbow light getting closer and closer, Han Ying raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Buzz!

Another rainbow light shot out.

I heard that in the middle of the river, the void collapsed!

Pilang City is like a small boat in the wind and waves, bumping and shaking in the turbulent currents of the void.

Deep in the turbulent flow of the void, two rainbow lights finally collided.

boom!

"ah……"

After only holding on for a thousandth of a moment, Han Ying's head was broken and bleeding, his arms were broken, and he flew backwards. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!