Supreme Immortal Demon

"That's good. These little guys really need to be improved. Only Xingyuan can make them truly geniuses among geniuses, and be able to compete with the geniuses of the Holy Court in the future." Taoist Kongkong nodded slightly, then pointed to the cannon fodder camp members who were practicing in the Time Illusion River not far away: "Then they..."

"They have been with my brother for a while. In the next few years, let this great saint train them. Hehe, with them, this great saint finally doesn't have to find those women to find food for this great saint." Great Saint Kunpeng laughed loudly, shook his wrist, and rolled up the Time Illusion River and everyone else into his sleeves, took Su Yuchen, Xiaoqing and Taoist Kongkong, and turned back.

Before entering the teleportation array, Great Sage Kunpeng suddenly stopped, turned around and shouted: "You little guys from the ancient clan, listen to me! Luo Chuan is my sworn brother. If any of you dare to hurt Luo Chuan, I will destroy his entire clan!"

"Brother, I can only help you up to this point... The Ten Thousand Clans Icefield is fine, but there are many people who are not afraid of me in the place you are going to."

After the voice fell, Great Sage Kunpeng disappeared in the Zhaolan Palace with Su Yuchen and others, leaving Zhou Buchen and the other two staring at each other, knowing that they were fooled.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang... The Ten Thousand Clans Icefield under the morning sun, the mountains and rivers were shattered, the earth sank, the two crazy fist forces shattered the void, and the surging void turbulence was like an insatiable mouth, swallowing the mountains and rivers and fierce beasts on the border of the ancient country of Zhaolan into it.

Luo Chuan was intercepted at the border of the ancient country of Zhaolan by the Black Feather Chieftain who was fighting with all his strength.

Soon, the other thirteen powerful ancient clan chieftains also arrived, forming a siege, with solemn faces.

Along the way, from night to morning, they chased Luo Chuan. After thousands of miles, the combined strength of fourteen of the strongest ancient clan chieftains still failed to stop Luo Chuan. Instead, Luo Chuan injured five of them, and another chieftain was seriously injured. And Luo Chuan was naturally not much better. He had more than thirty major injuries and countless minor injuries all over his body. After all, he was facing the strongest beings in the vast and endless ice field of Xingyuan. Their physical bodies were cultivated to the extreme, not inferior to Luo Chuan's Dragon Qiong in the early sixth level, and each of them had unique skills, and could also summon the spirits of the ice field, mountains, rivers and lakes, and their strength seemed to be endless.

Bang!

Another punch. Luo Chuan combined the strength of his physical body, the way of skills and the way of boxing, but was still forced back three steps by the Black Feather Chieftain, his fist cracked and blood spilled.

"Why can't you kill me?"

Luo Chuan didn't know that at this moment, the ancient tribe leaders headed by the Black Feather tribe leader were also in a very complicated mood.

Especially the Black Feather tribe leader, he had fought with Luo Chuan once outside the capital of the ancient country of Zhaolan, and after one night, he traveled thousands of miles. Fighting with Luo Chuan again at the border was a completely different experience. The skills, boxing and physical methods have not changed at all, but in just a moment. Luo Chuan's physical body has undergone amazing changes unconsciously, just like a blunt knife that has gradually become sharper after being polished and forged for more than ten times.

The "blunt knife" may not have discovered it yet, but the Black Feather tribe leader and others who faced the blunt knife deeply felt Luo Chuan's progress.

The closer to the Tianhuang Giant Waterfall, the faster Luo Chuan's physical body recovers. Rather than being pursuers, they are more like whetstones, speeding up the progress of Luo Chuan's physical body again and again.

This is undoubtedly a very depressing feeling for them. The physical body in front of them made them vaguely think of the legend. When the threat of the Great Sage Kunpeng came, including the Black Feather Clan Leader. The killing intent of the fourteen strongest men in the ice field gradually faded.

"Forget it, since we are out of the Zhaolan border, it has nothing to do with us. You go." The Shuichen Clan Leader waved his hand and said with a dull look.

"Don't fight anymore?" Luo Chuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said lightly.

The fierce battle along the way was unexpectedly enjoyable. With his father and the Great Sage Kunpeng, Luo Chuan had no worries. He turned to the ice field and traveled thousands of miles overnight. It seemed that he had returned to the days when he broke through the world with one punch in the Tiannan region. The strength of the ancient clan leader was beyond his expectations. He tried his best and was surrounded by dangers. He just escaped from their pursuit to the border of Zhaolan. Although he did not reach the level of a life-and-death struggle, Luo Chuan also felt that his potential began to be stimulated little by little after fighting again and again, from exhaustion to regaining strength.

For a moment, Luo Chuan had the urge to keep fighting with them, but he soon returned to normal, and he clearly remembered the purpose of his trip.

"What? Haven't you had enough fun yet? Do you still want to continue to use us as a whetstone? To hone your body? Dream on!" The chief of the ancient volcano clan snorted and said with a frown.

Luo Chuan didn't say anything, turned around, and was about to continue forward. At this time, the voice of the chief of the black feather clan rang in his ears.

"The Dragon and the Demon lineage is indeed unusual. If I'm not mistaken, your set of physical body methods was learned from the supreme emperor who became a saint in the history of the Xiantian lineage. He is also the only one in the history of the Xiantian lineage who has unified the ice field of all races. That Dragon and the Demon Emperor was also buried in the ancestral land of the Xiantian lineage. The ancestral land of the ancient dragon lineage was destroyed by you. The spirit of the Dragon and the Demon Emperor is about to revive. Are you ready?"

Luo Chuan was startled, his steps stagnated, and he turned to look at the Black Feather Chief.

The Black Feather tribe leader smiled and turned away first.

"Luo Chuan, if you stop here, you will be surrounded and killed by all forces. But if you continue to move forward and head to the Tianhuang Waterfall, you will encounter more disasters... Who made you have power that you shouldn't have."

"Although we let you go, you will also die."

"What a pity, sad, pitiful."

Looking at the backs of the fourteenth clan leader leaving, Luo Chuan lowered his head, turned around without thinking or hesitating, and continued to fly towards the Tianhuang Waterfall.

The ice field is vast and seems to have no end.

Luo Chuan, who has lost the power to open space, wants to reach the silver sea at the end of the ice field, and it will take more than one or two days.

In the center of the silver sea is the waterfall that connects the sky and the sea.

From Luo Chuan's eyesight and angle, the stars falling along the huge waterfall are only the size of a fist, but Luo Chuan knows that in the waterfalls, even a drop of water is bigger than a thousand of him.

...

At the end of the ice field, on the edge of the silver sea, under the sky and clouds, in the psychedelic mist, a group of strange giant monsters shuttled back and forth at a terrifying speed, fighting, chasing, or fighting. Each of these monsters is at least a thousand feet tall, and there are many that are more than ten thousand feet tall.

Crashed!

A big foot appeared on the surface of the Silver Sea. The big foot stepped into the sea, causing a huge wave and submerging an ice forest a little further away from the shore. The owner of the big foot was actually an eight-armed three-eyed giant, wearing a helmet and armor, looking majestic, with a Fang Tian Hua Ji inserted behind his back, looking very much like the heavenly general in ancient mythology!

Falling from the sky along the giant waterfall, there are not only huge and ancient stars, but also strange creatures, and from time to time there are strange Taoist palaces and even immortals.

From time to time, there are groups of monks and strange people, either riding on a flying crane with a wingspan of ten thousand feet, or driving a ten thousand foot high divine weapon Taoist palace. When approaching the giant waterfall, they either fly out of the mountain Taoist palace on the back of the giant crane, or directly control the divine weapon Taoist palace, performing a variety of Taoist methods, killing the monsters and immortals in the waterfall while salvaging those Taoist palaces and immortals.

In the center of the Silver Sea, the huge waterfalls that fell from the sky and connected the Sky Sea were like the center of the Star Abyss.

Luo Chuan had opened the space channel before and threw out five innate ancestral lands that merged with the mysterious patterns. They were hidden in the depths of one of the huge waterfalls.

The power that faintly echoed Luo Chuan's Dragon King Dao was also lurking in the depths of the huge waterfall.

And the secret place that only Su Yuchen knew about in his father's mouth was also under the Tianhuang Giant Waterfall.

"Tianhuang Giant Waterfall..."

Luo Chuan retracted his gaze. After a short rest of half an incense stick, Luo Chuan's minor injuries were almost completely recovered, and the remaining major injuries were also recovering rapidly.

At this time, Luo Chuan's latest news had also been transmitted to the desks of the heads of various forces:

Luo Chuan defeated more than 2,000 cultivators with two punches in the Zhaolan Palace. He left the palace and fought with fourteen ancient clans' strongest men. He traveled thousands of miles and crossed the border of the ancient Zhaolan Kingdom at sunrise. He fled far away. None of the fourteen strongest men dared to stop him... (To be continued)