Supreme Immortal Demon

When the disciples of Tianhua Palace and Kunting Mountain arrived, they saw the back of the elder of Tianhua Palace, who was full of energy, like a thousand-foot mountain, and his palms were wrapped with wonderful power, blasting towards Luochuan.

Huaying Realm, can already refine the power into magic power, which is a life existence far beyond the Zhendan Realm.

The so-called magic power is the power of Tongxuan Taoism, which is completely different from the power of the Zhendan Realm. Even if the power of tens of millions of pounds is faced with a pound of light magic power, it will be destroyed in an instant.

In front of the dense forest stream, the sun is like a weave.

The elder of Huaying Realm pressed down with one palm, and was even too lazy to perform the method. The surrounding void was broken layer by layer, and the terrifying magic power emitted a white light, like a huge wave of the sea, rushing towards Luochuan.

The disciples of the two sects stopped and looked happy. How lucky they were to witness a legendary genius being slaughtered in front of them!

But a moment later, the elder of Tianhua Palace's rapid body movement suddenly stopped.

His back trembled, and he turned his back to everyone. No one knew what happened.

"Ah!"

The screams echoed in the dense forest, the stream was broken by the sound, and countless trees were broken!

In the sunlight, a slender jade-white hand appeared in front of Luo Chuan.

That hand grabbed the palm of the Tianhua Palace elder in an almost impossible way. The hand wrapped in Tongxuan Taoism broke, shattered, and melted in the woman's hand.

In the blink of an eye, holes appeared on the whole arm of the Tianhua Palace elder, and red smoke rose from the holes.

In the horrified eyes of the disciples of the two sects, the arm of the Tianhua Palace elder was broken into pieces, turning into more than 20 pieces of flesh and blood, and scattered all over the ground.

Plop!

The ancestor of Tianhua Palace fell to the ground. His face was as pale as paper, and he dared to grit his teeth and endure the severe pain. He raised his head and stared at the woman in front of him in disbelief and fear.

As the Tianhua Palace elder sat down, the woman also appeared in front of everyone.

She was wearing an ill-fitting Taoist robe, revealing her tall and proud figure and snow-white, almost transparent skin. She was also quite beautiful, but because of the coldness and murderous intent between her eyebrows, she looked like a demon who had just emerged from the Yinchuan ghost domain. Cold. Flaunt, wanton!

A stream of profound magic power overflowed from her body, and she seemed unable to control it for a while, allowing this magic power to spread and surge in all directions. Circles of void swung out from behind her. Floating in the air. Her black hair danced in the turbulent flow. Her whole body was filled with a domineering and ostentatious murderous intent.

At this time, the eyes of the Qin Demon Ancestor were devoid of human spirit.

She was suspended in the turbulent flow of the void, staring down at the shivering Infant Realm cultivator in front of her. She uttered three words indifferently: "Tianhua Palace?"

These three words were like a magic spell, drilling into the hearts of the disciples of Tianhua Palace.

Plop!

More than 20 Tianhua Palace disciples could no longer hold back, and trembled and knelt on the ground, their faces full of despair.

How could they not recognize the female Taoist in front of them?

Even though nearly five hundred years had passed, every disciple of Tianhua Palace had to pass a spit wall before entering the palace. The first step to join Tianhua Palace was to spit on that wall. On that wall, there was only one person painted, a beautiful but terrifying female Taoist who once caused Tianhua Palace to suffer a great loss of vitality and everyone was in danger.

"Master of Fusheng Palace, Jade Finger Piano Demon!"

The elder of Tianhua Palace knelt on his knees, muttering in his mouth, and kowtowed in despair: "Ancestor, spare me! Ancestor, spare me! Ancestor, spare me!"

"Haha..." The woman's crisp laughter sounded, but it was colder than the cold wind in winter.

The faces of the disciples of Tianhua Palace changed drastically, and they got up and fled backwards frantically.

The jade finger lightly plucked, and the piano was born in the void.

Qin Mo Patriarch flicked his ten fingers, twenty heads flew up, and twenty Dao Dan shattered into powder.

With one hand, Qin Mo Patriarch grabbed the hysterical Tianhua Palace elder, almost close to his face, and stared at him carefully: "This ancestor remembers you. You were a small inner disciple at the beginning, but now you have become an elder."

Before the Tianhua Palace elder said anything, Qin Mo Patriarch opened his mouth and revealed two transparent fangs. The fangs pierced into the neck of the Tianhua Palace elder fiercely, sucking blood and qi in big mouthfuls.

In two breaths, Tianhua Palace was completely wiped out.

The legs of the disciples of Kunting Mountain trembled, their minds were blank, and their teeth creaked.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lu Fanshuang looked at Luo Chuan in disbelief, left the Kunting Mountain disciples, and used his body skills to escape.

"White Eyebrow." Luo Chuan whispered.

Before Lu Fanshuang had time to use his body skills, a phantom appeared in front of him and soon became clear.

A chubby face, two white eyebrows hanging on the cheeks, noble and elegant, with a fairy-like appearance and a fairy-like flavor.

Lu Fanshuang's body trembled, and at this moment he could no longer suppress the fear in his heart.

Three hundred years ago, on a rainy night, a demon sneaked into the Law Enforcement Alliance alone, and took advantage of the fact that no one in the alliance reacted, assassinated four ancestors of the Return to Void Realm, and fled with a long laugh. Among the four ancestors of the Return to Void Realm, one was the ancestor of Kunting Mountain! The portrait of that demon has been hung in the Punishment Hall of Kunting Mountain to warn all disciples.

With a stab in the void, the four ancestors died... It was the White Eyebrow Demon!

Fear engulfed Lu Fanshuang's state of mind, and in the corner of his eyes, the smile of the young man was so dazzling.

"Luo Chuan! Aren't you afraid of offending our two sects to death..." Lu Fanshuang roared.

Before he finished speaking, a jade-white hand pierced through his heart, grabbed Lu Fanshuang's Dao infant, and crushed it in his palm.

Lu Fanshuang fell to the ground with a bang.

The white-browed demon picked up Lu Fanshuang, opened his mouth elegantly, and inserted his two fangs into Lu Fanshuang's neck.

In the blink of an eye, the elders of Tianhua Palace and Lu Fanshuang were sucked out of their blood, their bodies shrank into mummies, fell into the dust, and died in front of Mingyue Villa.

Luo Chuan stared at the two fangs of Bai Mei and Qin Mo. After swallowing the blood, their auras improved slightly.

"Is this the little bastard's improvement?"

Luo Chuan murmured to himself.

The White-browed Old Demon and the Qin Demon Ancestor both turned around and stared at Luo Chuan with murderous intent hidden in their eyes.

"What are you looking at? Do you want to rebel? Kneel down!" Luo Chuan shouted coldly.

The bodies of Bai Mei and Qin Mo trembled uncontrollably and made two plops. Facing Luo Chuan, he knelt on the ground.

Luo Chuan ignored the two of them and focused on Lu Fanshuang's body.

In Wuhua City that year, Luo Chuan entered the spiritual path for the first time and met the elegant Lu Fanshuang. They disagreed and became mortal enemies. Now, the feud between the two is finally settled.

"Offending Tianhua Palace and Kunting Mountain? If I am even afraid of this, how can I become the number one person in Tiannan and participate in that domain competition? What's more, who would know."

The White-browed Old Demon and the Qin Demon Ancestor heard this. A look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Why, do you also know about that realm competition?" Luo Chuan turned his head and asked.

"Reporting to Taoist Master, Qin Mo has only heard of it. But he doesn't know clearly." Qin Mo Ancestor wiped the blood from his lips. He lowered his head and said.

"Bai Mei has heard of it before. Maybe because he is not at a high level. He doesn't know much about it." Bai Mei Ancestor also said.

Luo Chuan looked at Qin Mo and Bai Mei.

Both of them have recovered the magic power of the second level of Huaying, and because their cultivation and Taoism are both at the third level of Guixu, they have experience in combat and the methods they use. Far beyond the Transformation Infant Realm monks. The true strength of the two of them now is extremely close to the fourth level of Huaying.

Coupled with the transformation of the little bastard, the blood-eating and life-refining method, which is similar to the practice method of strange demons, has once again increased the value of the two of them.

With a thought, Luo Chuan could know what Baimei and Qinmo were doing. Whether Baimei Qinmo was alive or dead could be determined by his thoughts.

"Clear the place. We still need to deal with it here." Luo Chuan looked at the trembling Kuntingshan disciples and said.

"yes."

Qin Mo and Bai Mei swayed and appeared next to the Kunting Mountain disciples, killing them one by one. Then they each used their magic power to dig a pit, crushing the corpses of the monks from the two sects and throwing ashes into the pit.

"As expected, he is a veteran." Luo Chuan said: "Let's go back to Mingyue Villa first. Baimei, can you steal things?"

The old demon with white eyebrows who was busy burying the pit was stunned for a moment and said in a low voice: "The Taoist Master has given an order to steal the Immortal Seal of the Great Xia Dynasty. How dare Bai Mei disobey."

"No need to go to such trouble. As long as you help me steal a piece of land dragon bone." Luo Chuan smiled slightly: "Let's go."

At Mingyue Villa, the monks heading to Qixing Abyss were queuing up to wait for their number, while listening to the sweet sound of the piano coming from the attic not far away.

The female Taoist playing the piano in the attic is Master Xie, a famous piano master in the Tiannan Region. It is a very lucky thing for the monks to meet Master Xie in Mingyue Villa. Although he couldn't sit in the attic drinking wine and listening to the piano like those young business owners with huge wealth and huge resources, it was still a rare enjoyment.

A gust of wind blew through the villa.

A young man wearing a white preacher's robe appeared in Mingyue Villa.

The monks looked at the young man curiously.

Just in front of half a stick of incense, this young man had just left Mingyue Villa, followed by monks from Tianhua Palace and Kunting Mountain. Although the monks didn't know what happened, they also knew that it was definitely not a good thing.

The young man came back, followed by a masked maid, but the monks from Tianhua Palace and Kunting Mountain disappeared.

Another gust of wind passed by, and the young man had taken his servant to the attic.

In the attic, Xie everyone sat in front of the stage and stroked the strings. The incense in the furnace has just burned down, and the song "Young Laughter" has just finished halfway. The young business owners in the hall are immersed in the graceful music of the piano, and they are intoxicated.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from under the pavilion.

One of them is ethereal and light, but also contains an elusive and profound rhythm. Every step steps on the turning note of the piano sound.

Xie's face changed slightly, and an abnormal blush appeared on his cheeks. The jade fingers that plucked the strings were no longer as smooth and smooth as before, and the fingering began to become messy.

"Snapped!"

Before the song was finished, thanking everyone but unable to continue, three strings broke and the song stopped midway.

Thanks to everyone for suppressing the anger in their hearts, they lifted up the black hair on their cheeks and looked towards the stairs.

The young owners of the trading firm also reacted and looked at the stairs in surprise.

Although the sound of the piano stopped, the sound of footsteps continued. It is like the sound of nature, melodious, graceful and ups and downs, touching the soul, pushing Qinhui to another level.

A master of music! This person's musical attainments are beyond Xie's level!

The young masters were secretly frightened, their faces involuntarily showed a look of intoxication, and they stared at the stairs expectantly. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!