Supreme Immortal Demon

"Fight again!"

The man laughed arrogantly, his long hair flying, his aura suddenly changed, as if he was an ancient beast that had escaped from its shackles, and his domineering aura filled the entire Taoist temple. .

As he took the first step, the Taoist temple shook again.

In the second step, he appeared in front of Luo Chuan.

A mysterious body, a fellow practitioner of Huangting Lingtai, unparalleled talent!

He punched out, and a circle of red appeared behind his head again, like the rising sun.

This punch was not only powerful, but also full of mysterious techniques.

In the Taoist temple, more than 30 cultivators with lower Taoism felt that their Taoism was shaky, their blood and qi were churning, and they just wanted to vomit blood.

However, in such a battle, who would be willing to let it go? They could only endure the pain and stare with wide eyes.

Two seven-inch long lightning flashes of lightning flashed in Luo Chuan's eyes. His body did not move, and finally a touch of satisfaction appeared on his face.

Luo Chuan did not make any move. He stretched out his palm and drew a circle in the air. This circle broke away from the air and fell into his palm.

This technique was also very mysterious.

Most of the monks could not bear it and vomited blood.

Bang!

The two men hit each other with their fists and palms. Hurricanes blew out from their sides, blowing up the monks' long hair.

Through the hurricane, everyone saw that Luo Chuan did not move at all, while his opponent's body shook and took two steps back.

What a strong opponent!

These two men were equally powerful and terrifying, and their strength far exceeded the level of the True Dan Realm. However, from the beginning to now, the copper-eyed monk tried his best and never got the upper hand. It seemed that they were evenly matched, but in fact, the cloth-robed boy always had the upper hand.

"The rumor is true, fellow Taoist is also practicing both Daos. Hahaha... take my axe!"

The copper-eyed young man was not discouraged after his move failed, but on the contrary, he was more motivated.

The sun wheel behind his head suddenly cracked, flashing a silver edge, piercing the eyes of all the True Dan cultivators present except Luo Chuan.

The blood axe cultivated in the sun wheel was in hand, and as his arm was raised, the temperament of the young man changed again, as if he was a giant spirit god who was furiously splitting thousands of mountains, majestic and unstoppable.

The blood axe became a hundred-foot Dharma image, with the momentum of splitting the sky, drawing a wonderful arc, and slashing towards Luo Chuan!

Looking at the blood axe Dharma image, the True Dan cultivator was stunned.

The blood axe swallowed and said, Kunting is invincible!

This blood axe is unique in Tiannan Domain. It represents a person, an existence that the young generation of cultivators in Tiannan Domain look up to.

Six Taoist Canons, Kunting Mountain, Lu Daoran!

Facing the blood axe Dharma image, Luo Chuan's eyes showed caution for the first time.

Putting his palms together, one up and one down, one pointing to the sky, one pointing to the ground.

The Dao state of mind turned over, and the ethereal and carefree immortal state of mind rose from him. His whole temperament suddenly changed, and he was ethereal and elegant, as if he was infinitely extended. Although the world was vast, it could not contain him.

Thunder and fire sparks were released in his eyes, Luo Chuan opened his palms, and at the critical moment, his left palm hit the blood axe Dharma image.

Fierce air waves rose from the two people's bodies, and actually formed a transparent circular cover with a diameter of 100 feet, like an eggshell, with the shell wall shining, strange currents flying, and thunder and fire sparks colliding!

Tie!

The two finally tied in this round! Equally matched! Equally matched!

The monks stared at Luo Chuan in surprise, and the shock in their hearts was stronger than one wave.

This person was so young, but he could tie with Lu Daoran in the Six Dao Canons! Who is he!

"Hahaha!" Lu Daoran floated back, with satisfaction and joy on his rough face: "It's really extraordinary! It's so exciting! Let's fight again!"

Luo Chuan smiled slightly, and just as he was about to make a move, a yawn sounded in his ear.

"I've been sleeping! Luo Chuan, why haven't you brought me some wine yet!"

"Fighting with such a person! You're bored!"

"If you don't bring me some wine! I won't practice with you, little bastard! Humph!"

Luo Chuan sighed secretly and looked at Lu Daoran with regret: "Sorry, I have something else to do. I'm afraid I can only stop here today."

Lu Daoran raised his thick eyebrows and stared at Luo Chuan, thinking that Luo Chuan didn't want to continue, and his face showed displeasure.

But Luo Chuan suddenly opened his Taoist robe, and his hand shook, and a bag with a mysterious pattern flew out of his arms.

The originally swollen bag, as if it had been deflated, quickly flattened in the air and became flat.

Everyone was curious.

Under the sac, a void crack was torn without warning, as if something was flowing out of the sac.

The void gravity originally compressed in the sac poured out all at once, instantly filling the Transmission Daoyuan.

The True Dan Realm cultivators all felt weak in their legs and feet, their faces flushed, and fell to the ground with a plop, dancing with joy, but they couldn't get up.

The law enforcement cultivators in the distance were also affected and sat down on the ground unexpectedly.

Lu Daoran's body shook, gritted his teeth, straightened his knees, and finally stood firmly.

He stared at the sac, his face changing, and after a while, he murmured: "Void Gravity Universe Bag... You, you have been carrying it?"

Luo Chuan smiled, without explanation, and his body suddenly rushed forward. His body movements were not very fast, but he was more than ten times more agile than before, full of unpredictable changes.

The unstable cultivator vomited blood again.

In a blink of an eye, Luo Chuan appeared in front of Lu Daoran.

At this moment, Lu Daoran's eyes burst out with a fierce fighting spirit far beyond the previous one. He roared and formed a series of seals in his hands. The blood axe image rose another fifty feet, covering the sky and slashing towards Luo Chuan.

The strong wind hit his face, Luo Chuan's long hair fluttered, the thunder and fire in his eyes subsided, and his expression became indifferent.

He threw a punch.

It was still the same move that he had used countless times.

Magical Magic Fist, destroying the city!

There was no air wave or wind, nor was there any sign of a city. Two years later, Luo Chuan had already practiced the first move of Magical Magic Fist to perfection, returning to his original state, breaking away from the constraints of the moves, and infinitely close to the essence of Tao.

The state of mind of Tao sank, and the state of mind of Demon rose.

The fist tip was still three feet away from the Blood Axe Dharma Image. Luo Chuan's eyes were half dark and half red, and his arrogant and wanton temperament soared into the sky.

Bang!

The Blood Axe Dharma Image stagnated in mid-air and could no longer be pressed down.

Lu Daoran's whole body trembled violently, staring blankly at the cracks on the Blood Axe Dharma Image. His upper body shook and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Bang!

In a tenth of a second, the second punch was thrown again.

The fist tip was still three feet away from the Blood Axe Dharma Image, but the Blood Axe Dharma Image, which stood like a mountain, collapsed after a shake, and turned into fragments and floated into the void.

A flame ignited in Lu Daoran's eyes, and the dense black patterns instantly turned red: "Hah!"

At the last moment, Lu Daoran finally exploded. In Huangting and Lingtai, the two true pills rotated rapidly, activating the whole body's power, and the blood and qi climbed to the peak. He was surrounded by a series of strange lights, and the void was cut into pieces. The whole person was like an ancient evil spirit. Every tremor could activate the teleportation array in the distance.

With a roar, Lu Daoran turned into a stream of light and pounced on Luo Chuan.

Bang!

The third punch.

The fist stopped three feet away from Lu Fan. Lu Daoran's body trembled violently and flew backwards, knocking down a rockery and bamboo forest along the way, and fell heavily to the ground. The strange light on his body slowly dissipated, and his eyes became dim.

The sun rose to the middle of the sky, and the golden sunlight shone from behind the mountain. Under the refraction of the ice and snow desert on the other side, it transformed into a colorful halo, which sprinkled all over the teleportation courtyard.

The wind blew from the snowy desert, lifting Luo Chuan's cloth robe. Under the robe, three empty gravity bags loomed.

The teleportation courtyard was silent.

Lu Daoran slowly got up, walked step by step to the stream not far away, knelt down tremblingly, and drank the stream water in big gulps. In a blink of an eye, he drank up the half-mile long stream.

Raising his head, Lu Daoran glanced at Luo Chuan, and when he saw the three bags under Luo Chuan's robe, his eyes dimmed again.

"You are indeed very strong. Maybe you can fight the little monster."

"Little monster? How strong is he."

"Even Ran Qingyi and the major general of the Great Zhou Tongtian Mansion have never survived three moves in the hands of the little monster."

After speaking, Lu Daoran turned around and walked out of the teleportation courtyard.

It was not until Lu Daoran's lonely back disappeared at the end of the bamboo forest that the monks came back to their senses and looked at Luo Chuan in unison, flashing back to Luo Chuan's last three punches. Those three punches were ingenious and memorable, and it was difficult to describe them in words.

"He was carrying a void gravity bag at the beginning, and he didn't show his true strength at all."

"He defeated Lu Daoran with three punches... and defeated the six Taoist canons with only three moves!"

"No wonder Lu Daoran gave him such a high evaluation... There is no suspense in this trial."

"Maybe he can even surpass that Zhou Buchen."

In the transmission courtyard, the monks whispered and looked at Luo Chuan with enthusiastic eyes. .

Luo Chuan waved his hand and sucked the token held by the law enforcement monk into his hand. Looking down, there was a crooked "Luo" written on the token.

Luo Chuan shook his head. He didn't want to deliberately conceal his identity. It was really that Xiaoqing's painting was too deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Turning his head, Luo Chuan looked at Bai Yiqi: "Do you want to change the wine?"

Bai Yiqi was stunned for a long time, and came back to his senses after being reminded by the monk next to him, and nodded repeatedly: "Change! Of course! Thank you... Daoist friend."

Luo Chuan raised his hand, and the wine pot in Bai Yiqi's arms fell into his hand. At the same time, three six-turn Dharmakaya Creation Pills appeared in Bai Yiqi's arms.

The white bat smiled and drank the wine cleanly.

"It tastes good! Luo Chuan, I want more!" The white bat, which no one could see, flew twice in the air and landed on Luo Chuan's head. It read the power of the golden rooster and flapped its wings and shouted.

"No more wine." Luo Chuan grabbed the white bat.

A cultivator not far away pretended to be brave: "Daoyou, I have wine here!"

"I have wine here too!"

"My wine is brewed from the water of Qianmiaohong Lake! It is brewed from Yuanliu peaches!"

"I also have wine! My wine is brewed from Guixiang Ice Spring! It is one of the ten largest ice springs in the south of the sky! It is absolutely refreshing!"

The young cultivators gradually became bolder and took out their own wine pots, looking at Luo Chuan expectantly.

Luo Chuan didn't want it, but he could hear the sound of the white bat swallowing saliva.

"It's a pity that I don't have the Sixth Transformation Dharma Body Creation Pill anymore." Luo Chuan said.

"You are too polite! I am very grateful to have witnessed your fight!"

"Yes! It is a great opportunity to meet you!"

"Haha." Luo Chuan smiled: "Thank you all."

At this time, a hearty laugh came from behind Luo Chuan: "Come on, send ten barrels of wine to Luo!"

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