Supreme Immortal Demon

Volume 1: Baiyujing of the Tang Dynasty Chapter 176: A game in the mountain city, the real intention

"Tangguo Luofu?" Mr. Luo was surprised and sighed: "It turns out that the mysterious Tiannan female merchant who has risen in the Taoist business world in recent years is actually a close relative of Master Luo. As expected, people from the same family stick together. I heard that Luofu is now in Qixingyuanye."

Luo Chuan smiled faintly and did not expose her. He did not believe that Mr. Luo did not know Luofu's details.

Qixingyuanye? Luo Chuan remembered it in his heart.

Turning around, Luo Chuan looked at the monks: "I hope you Taoist friends will give me face and not leave for the time being."

"Okay, okay!"

"Master is so polite."

"Tonight, it's all thanks to Master for helping me make back my capital. Since Master has spoken, I will not leave no matter what."

"Fellow Taoists, keep your eyes open! Don't let anyone go!"

Thousands of monks shouted in unison, and thousands of eyes were cast on the thirty Taoist soldiers and a group of maids. Although most of them were in the foundation-building stage, about 30% of them were above the true elixir stage.

With so many cultivators, it is not difficult to surround the Taoist soldiers and maids.

As for Master Ning Tianxing? He is gone, and the two masters under his command were easily dealt with by Master Luo. The law does not punish the masses. Even if they are questioned in the future, Master Luo will still bear the responsibility.

The Taoist soldiers and maids looked at the dark crowd approaching from all directions with ugly faces.

"Rich man!" Wang Chi, a cultivator from Yuexing Sect, squeezed out of the crowd, trotted all the way to Luo Chuan, and clenched his fists: "I must make a fortune tonight!"

Luo Chuan knew that Wang Chi thought he was going to make money elsewhere, so he smiled and did not explain.

"Mr. Luo, don't pass by."

The figure gradually became ethereal, and Luo Chuan turned into a stream of wind and disappeared in the gambling hall.

After leaving the gambling hall, there was a huge castle in front of Luo Chuan. The castle could not be seen with the naked eye. Nine halls of different colors rose and fell one after another, each of which occupied a large area. Between the halls, there were squares, pavilions, corridors and rockery.

Luo Chuan's ears moved slightly, and the sound of fighting and killing came from the flowing wind, scattered in every corner of the mountain city. With his mind rising to the Heavenly Gate, Luo Chuan saw two groups of cultivators fighting each other. There were more than 300 people on each side, all of whom were in the True Dan Realm. The fight was fierce and there were casualties on both sides.

Xingtian Taoist Society and Tianxing Taoist Society?

His body was hidden in the shadow of the wind, and Luo Chuan flew forward, passing over the towering halls, and quietly wandering between the cultivators of the two Taoist societies. Until Luo Chuan reached the depths of the mountain city, no one noticed his existence. Soon, Luo Chuan saw a dense forest.

The dense forest was divided into two by a winding river. The wind was whistling in the forest, and the trees were shaking.

Luo Chuan transformed from the wind escape technique to the water escape technique, turned into river water, and floated down the river. When he was about to reach the center of the dense forest, Luo Chuan quietly went ashore, blended into the big tree beside him, and performed the wood escape technique.

Only vague human figures were seen passing through the texture of the big trees, and finally the figures became fainter and fainter. Even if the immortals used the pupil technique, they could not see it. All they could see were the tree trunks swaying in the wind.

The trees were still but the wind did not stop.

The mystery of the wind escape technique lies in its endless speed, while the mystery of the wood escape technique lies in its stillness. It is an extremely wonderful invisibility escape technique.

Soon, Luo Chuan saw a group of masters fighting fiercely.

Both sides were Taoist soldiers. The western side was Ning Tianxing's Mountain City Ghost Guards, with a number of 236 people, and their cultivation levels ranged from the second level of Zhendan to the third level of Zhendan.

The Mountain City Ghost Guards were doing their best to stop another group of Taoist soldiers, with a number of 432 people, but their cultivation levels were all the first level of Zhendan. Compared with the Mountain City Ghost Guards, this group of Taoist soldiers carrying shell-armored flying spears seemed well-trained. They charged and killed with formations. Whenever a companion died, there would always be someone to make up for it. For a while, they fought to a draw with the Mountain City Ghost Guards.

This should be the last of Ning Tianxing and Sima Wuji. This killing was fierce. Neither side seemed to have gained an advantage. So far, it was still a draw.

Luo Chuan thought, passing through the blood-stained bushes, Luo Chuan came to the lower reaches of the river.

Looking around, Luo Yan was stunned.

The scene in front of him was something he could never imagine before.

In the lower reaches of the river, facing a tall sycamore tree, the moon was dancing, the water was gurgling, and two monks sat casually by the river. Wine cups were floating in the water waves. The two drank from the flowing cups, and laughed from time to time when they talked about something exciting.

The man on the left was strong and sturdy, wearing a brand new black tortoise windbreaker robe, with a fiery red wine gourd hanging around his waist and a full beard. It was Sima Wuji.

The man on the right, with a faint smile, was Ning Tianxing.

Not far behind the two, Ren Xian was drinking quietly with a pot of wine.

Luo Chuan used the wood escape technique to hide his body behind a big tree, but his back was cold and he was sweating faintly.

Are these two people really close friends?

Two young masters, two Taoist societies, fighting in Tianqijing, involving countless secular countries, and all the immortal young masters in Tianqijing were involved in the dispute... All this is fake?

These two people played the Great Xia Dynasty cultivators in the palm of their hands, and they pretended to be so real. It's really scary.

The laughter of the two came with the wind.

"How about this wine?"

"Each sip of your wine, Master Ning, is worth tens of thousands of Yin coins. Drinking one sip will increase your strength by a month. Who dares to say it's not good?"

"You mean it's not good?"

"Too bland, too cold. This young master is used to drinking strong liquor. Drinking your wine gives me a stomachache."

"This master remembers that you liked it very much that year."

"Maybe. People's preferences always change. Just like you once said, you will never fall in love with a woman."

Luo Chuan gradually heard that Sima Wuji and Ning Tianxing were not the close friends he thought before, they just had a good relationship.

Luo Chuan didn't care about the friendship between Sima Wuji and Ning Tianxing, he cared about the spiritual beast of heaven and earth.

Looking around, Luo Chuan didn't see any signs of the existence of spiritual beasts of heaven and earth.

Could it be at the bottom of the river? Luo Chuan looked at the calm river water in front of the two people, his mind rose to the gate of heaven, and the huge downstream river bottom was in his eyes. Except for seventy-two swimming fish and eight small turtles, there was no living thing.

Strange? Didn't Mr. Luo tell the truth?

At this time, Ren Xian pushed away the wine pot, stood up and said: "Young Marshal, it's getting late."

"Yes, it's getting late, this young marshal should say goodbye." Sima Wuji said with a smile.

"In this case, this young master is also sleepy, so I won't see you off." Ning Tianxing said lightly while playing with the wine cup.

"Ren Xian, let's go. By the way, don't forget to take the demon phoenix away." Sima Wuji turned his eyes to the phoenix tree.

Luo Chuan was startled and looked at the phoenix tree that he had ignored. An ancient saying flashed through his mind: phoenixes live in phoenix trees.

Looking around, there was nothing on the phoenix tree. Luo Chuan's mind rose to the gate of heaven again and focused on the phoenix tree.

This time, Luo Chuan finally saw it clearly.

In the crown of the phoenix tree, there was a palm-sized bird lying. Unlike ordinary birds, this bird had a chicken head, a swallow chin, a snake neck, a turtle back, and a fish tail. Although the feathers on its body were not full, they were already colorful.

"Demon phoenix..."

Luo Chuan suddenly remembered that on the day he entered Tianqijing, Chen Luo and a group of young masters had invited the female Taoists of Qingchuan Danfa Pavilion to go to a certain place to appreciate the spectacle of the demon phoenix giving birth.

Presumably, this little demon phoenix was obtained from there by Ning Tianxing.

Suddenly, a wave of vibration came from Luo Chuan's storage ring containing the bone furnace. Luo Chuan just noticed it, but the wave disappeared.

"Does the young marshal have to do this?" Ning Tianxing sighed softly on the river bank.

"We have been friends for so many years, and you are reluctant to give up a little demon phoenix?" Sima Wuji smiled brightly.

"Well, the demon phoenix is ​​given to you, and you disband Xingtian, are you willing?" Ning Tianxing glanced at Sima Wuji.

Sima Wuji smiled but said nothing.

Ren Xian flicked his sleeves, and a stack of paper cranes fell to the ground.

"Lord Ning, no reinforcements will come. When you went to the gambling hall, Xingtian's secret guards had already blocked all the flying crane passages in Wanbaoshan City." Ren Xian said.

"Good tricks, that Master Luo was also used by you. I'm afraid he is still in the dark at this time." Ning Tianxing said with a smile, but his eyes were no longer indifferent as before, and an extremely feminine artistic conception spread from his eyes. He turned his head suddenly and looked at Sima Wuji.

Almost at the same time, Sima Wuji's eyes burned, and the raging fire had become a prairie fire, and it seemed that the mountain city would be burned down in an instant.

Two completely different pupil techniques, two completely opposite artistic conceptions, wrapped in shocking power, burst out in an instant!

The two people sat drinking, close to each other, but neither of them moved away. The eyes that performed the pupil techniques were so cold that they lost the spirit of humans, as if they were born enemies of fate, and did not hide their murderous intentions.

Buzz!

Two forces burst out between the two people, flying sand and rocks, mud and sky, and the long river was actually lifted up by the two forces, turning into two thousand-foot-long dragons strangled in the air.

The riverbed was empty.

Almost at the same time, the two people bounced up into the sky, fighting each other in the air, and punching each other. Every confrontation can cause the void to vibrate, and the big trees in the dense forest are all pulled up, and most of them fly to the sky as the two rise.

In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged thirty moves. In the battle between cultivators, unless they were enemies of life and death or hated opponents, close combat was rarely used.

The fact that the two fought like this explained everything.

Whoosh!

Under the moonlight, the two figures separated quickly.

Ning Tianxing stepped on a string of fox ghost skeletons, while Sima Wuji stood on the enlarged fire gourd, staring at each other silently, and two streams of Dan Gang shot out at the same time, turning into thousands of streams in the air, each of which was more than a hundred feet long, cutting through the air and fighting fiercely together.

On the bare river bank, Ren Xian stared for a long time, turned his eyes to the sycamore tree, and strode towards it.

In the end, Sima Wuji won with one piece, and that piece was him.

Just halfway through, Ren Xian stopped.

"Come out." Ren Xian said.

Luo Chuan, who was hiding in a fallen old tree, frowned, but he didn't expect that his seven-method escape technique, which had reached the realm of perfection, would be discovered by Ren Xian.

Even if Ren Xian stops me, I will still snatch this demon phoenix.

Luo Chuan's eyes were cold, and he was about to show up, when at this moment, a strange wave came from the storage ring again. This time Luo Chuan finally saw clearly that the wave came from the bone furnace.

What's going on?

During the moment when Luo Chuan hesitated, a woman slowly walked out from behind a broken tree on the other side of the lake.

Ren Xian was stunned for a while, and then said: "Xuan Dajia." (To be continued.)

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