Supreme Immortal Demon

In the cannon fodder camp, the reason why they obeyed Luo Chuan was not only because of his strong body and record, but also because they all guessed that Luo Lao Da was originally a master with terrifying cultivation. Even if he was not at the level of the emperor, he was only one or two levels away at most.

Cultivation is like money and power in the mortal world. It has always been the most realistic. If you are not strong enough, don't complain about being ridiculed and looked down upon.

When they suddenly found that the boss who had been loyal to them for more than a year was probably just a fake master, more than 300 core monks, including Wang Hu, could no longer look at Luo Chuan with the same eyes as before.

In the huge wind vent cave with bronze breaking the wall, Luo Chuan stood upright without denying or making excuses.

Surprised, suspicious, and surprised eyes were cast at Luo Chuan, and more than 300 core monks looked at their boss silently, as if they wanted to see through Luo Chuan.

Huh!

A strange wind from the void roared and rushed over, with great force, but it split into two behind Luo Chuan, as if it had encountered a majestic mountain peak, which was difficult to cross and could only be detoured.

In the whistling wind, Luo Chuan raised his head and looked at Wang Hu.

Seeing the mountain is not a mountain, seeing the water is not water, the heart is strong, why fear the world's words.

Luo Chuan's eyes at this time were like his newly refined state of mind, calm and indifferent, no hero under the sword, looking down on all the mountains!

"Boss, boss..."

Wang Hu's face turned red, and he lowered his head in embarrassment and shame, at a loss.

Luo Chuan's eyes swept over Wang Hu, and swept over the first batch of thirteen core monks one by one. All of the thirteen core monks were like Wang Hu, with red faces. Shame is unbearable.

In a blink of an eye, more than three hundred core monks lowered their heads. They dared not meet Luo Chuan's gaze, either embarrassed, ashamed, or self-blame.

Emperor Bailong stood aside with his arms folded. Seeing Luo Chuan's eyes intimidating all the cultivators, Emperor Bailong smiled playfully and was about to say something when he heard Luo Chuan suddenly speak.

"Yes, this seat is the power of the Infant Realm."

Scanning everyone. Luo Chuan spoke.

When the voice fell, everyone was shocked, not only Wang Hu and other core cultivators, but even Boss Bai was also surprised.

Luo Chuan turned his head and looked at Boss Bai, and smiled sarcastically: "This seat only used the power of the Infant Realm to rescue you. Mr. Bai. You have been a prisoner for almost forty years. What else can you do besides showing off and pretending to be a grandson? If it weren't for me, you could come out? You are still licking "pi yan" for the Western Heaven Sword King, right? Being an emperor is great? If you hadn't lost, would you be locked up here? What are you showing off? What are you pretending to be? Old bastard, you didn't "pi yan" when you gave birth to a son, and now you want to cross the river and destroy the bridge?"

Boss Bai was so angry that he was fuming. His face was green and red, and he froze on the spot!

He was not a refined person. He had been exposed to foul language in the cannon fodder camp for many years. But whether he was an emperor or a boss, it was the first time that he was scolded in front of his subordinates.

"Luo Chuan! You idiot! Fuck..." Boss Bai just cursed twice, and suddenly found that Luo Chuan disappeared.

Wow!

Luo Chuan flashed and appeared beside Boss Bai. A punch was thrown.

Boss Bai roared and turned his palm to meet.

Bang!

The fists and palms hit each other, and the two retreated three steps each, and no one got the upper hand.

More than 300 core monks under Luo Chuan refused to do it. Led by Wang Hu, they shouted and forced towards Boss Bai. More than 40 tall and strong monks under Boss Bai were not to be outdone, and surrounded Boss Bai.

Across the crowd of people, Luo Chuan and Boss Bai looked at each other. Luo Chuan sneered, and Boss Bai had no expression on his face.

"What a Nine Dragons Immortal Court! A casual cultivator in the Infant Realm has the ability to play with people's hearts and manipulate hundreds of cultivators who are far superior to you... Luo Chuan, tell me all the secrets you know, and I will not pursue it." Boss Bai sent a voice message.

"Dream on." Luo Chuan sent a voice message coldly.

"Together we will both benefit, and to separate we will both lose. We are now grasshoppers on the same rope."

"Since you know, why did you play tricks before. Boss Bai, do you believe that I will leave you here?"

"Hahaha, if you really want to run away alone, you won't say this."

"Okay, Boss Bai, to put it bluntly, the reason why I didn't leave you behind is only because you are still useful, that's all."

"Luo Chuan you..."

"You don't accept it?"

The two were bickering happily, and at this moment, a commotion came from the other side of the void behind them.

Boss Bai turned his head and looked, his face changed slightly.

In the cannon fodder camp behind the void crack, tens of thousands of prisoners were seen running wildly, and more than 20 supervisory monks were shouting and driving the prisoners away, busy and exhausted.

Soon, several supervisory monks in the True Dao Realm flew out of the void crack, looking at the broken bronze plane and the South Sea Immortal Gourd from afar, gnashing their teeth, and took out the magic weapon from the storage ring, but they wanted to send a message to inform the other supervisory monks in the Ten Thousand Prisoners Ancient Heaven Tower.

"This is going to be troublesome. Luo Chuan, let's reconcile and leave quickly." Boss Bai smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Even if we escape from the cannon fodder camp, we can only escape from the first level... It's slim, it's really slim!"

Looking at the supervisory monks who were busy sending messages, the fleeing monks looked solemn and gloomy.

"Don't be afraid."

Luo Chuan jumped up and stepped into the void.

The monks looked at Luo Chuan strangely, and they couldn't guess what he was going to do.

In the void, bronze fragments of different sizes floated slowly, and they had all lost their Taoist power. In the prison cell on the other side of the void, several supervising monks were almost done with transmitting messages through their magical instruments.

Once the high-ranking officials of the Ten Thousand Prisoners Ancient Heavenly Tower know that there are prisoners escaping from the cannon fodder camp, the Ten Thousand Prisoners Ancient Heavenly Tower will inevitably be shaken, and all the supervising monks will be mobilized here. The fate of Luo Chuan and others can be imagined.

Stepping on the White Bone Sky Sword, Luo Chuan waved his arms, and a bronze fragment that was a hundred feet long was rolled to his side.

Luo Chuan stared at the bronze fragment, and an unpredictable black light flashed in his eyes, and two different black runes appeared in his pupils.

His eyes suddenly changed, and Luo Chuan quickly made a move, stretched out his hand and touched the bronze fragment, and his finger was a stroke.

"Life and death cycle! Break the illusion!"

"Cause and effect cycle! If you can't distinguish, you can't break it!"

"Life and death, cause and effect. The upper way!"

"Life and death, the delusion! Cause and effect. Cover the sky!"

"Seal it like this!"

"Seal it for me!"

Two unpredictable mysterious patterns were engraved on the bronze fragment by Luo Chuan.

One is the life and death mysterious pattern, like a yin snake and a yang dragon, showing its grandeur and wandering treacherously!

The other is the causal pattern, like a circle, intertwined and vortex!

The two patterns left Luo Chuan's fingers. After being engraved on the bronze fragments, they seemed to be given life and moved away automatically! Life and death are causal, mutually restraining and mutually reinforcing!

Luo Chuan had never thought before that he could engrave two innate patterns at the same time and let these two innate patterns combine and add.

Fortunately, the "Little Saint" in the Tianmen Sea of ​​Thought had used this trick long before Luo Chuan, so that Luo Chuan had mastered it without understanding.

Although the full use of the Tianmen Mysterious God can exert a power that at least exceeds a major realm, it takes at least three days to rest before it can be used again.

Two different innate patterns are superimposed. The power exerted also increases, but the disadvantages are also obvious.

With the superposition of life and death, cause and effect, and morality, Luo Chuan felt that his head was hollowed out. The Tianmen Secret Realm closed, and the Little Saint was drowsy on the sea of ​​thoughts. The halo behind his head dimmed, and the Tianmen Fa Nian evolved from Tianmen's thoughts also became blurred. Unable to use.

In order to complete the last step of the plan to escape from the cannon fodder camp, Luo Chuan had to take unknown risks and over-consume Tianmen Xuanshen.

Luo Chuan initially estimated that it would take at least half a month to restore Tianmen Fa Nian and use Tianmen Xuanshen again.

In the void, Luo Chuan stepped on the white bone sky sword, his face slightly pale. Under his palm, the bronze fragments were shrouded in a circle of strange light, and after a moment, they flew to the cannon fodder camp on the other side of the void.

The cultivation of Tianmen Xuanshen is divided into the way of attack, the way of defense, the way of refining, and the way of breakthrough.

After each cultivation, it will be promoted by one level.

Luo Chuan is now the first level of Tianmen Huaying, and this time he cultivated the cause and effect Xuanwen, and the first choice was not the way of attack, but the way of defense!

The way of defense is not only to defend against the opponent's attack, but also to derive falsehood and cover up the secrets of heaven!

Not far from the cannon fodder camp, the bronze fragments began to change, as if the ice melted into snow water and actually flowed.

Under the effect of the two ghostly mysterious patterns, a bronze square city appeared in the void.

The city is divided into four directions, east green fire, west wild wind, north thunder, south thick earth, wind, thunder, earth and fire, four phases, evolved into four bronze prison cities, each city has countless demon beasts, heavenly soldiers and demons guarding!

Accompanied by raging fire and thunder, the four-sided bronze prison city fell from the sky and covered the prison cell of the cannon fodder camp!

The only remaining supervisors were trapped in the four-sided bronze prison city. With the evolution of the two innate mysterious patterns, true demons, evil ghosts, evil demons and evil spirits... countless illusions frequently emerged, turned into illusions, and trapped the supervisors in it, and naturally forgot to send a message to warn.

After doing all this, Luo Chuan drove the flying sword and turned back to the South China Sea Immortal Gourd.

What greeted him was the silent crowd and a series of shocked eyes.

"Boss..." After a while, Wang Hu clenched his fists and whispered with all his might, "Boss is actually a Tianmen monk... a Tianmen monk who specializes in cultivating the physical body. Is this subordinate dreaming?"

Wang Hu's words represent everyone's thoughts.

In the vast Tiannan region, including Luo Chuan, there have only been three Tianmen monks in the past thousand years. Even in the Great Thousand Realms and the Nine Heavens, Tianmen monks are extremely rare. Every Tianmen monk will attract a large number of followers.

Wang Hu and others have lived for hundreds and thousands of years, but have never heard of a Tianmen monk who can cultivate the physical body and possess magic power. It simply subverts their cognition.

"Damn... This is the first time I have seen a Tianmen monk who can swear so much. Damn it." Boss Bai muttered, and when he looked at Luo Chuan again, his eyes were completely different.

If Luo Chuan was just a little mysterious in the eyes of Boss Bai before, now Luo Chuan seems more and more unfathomable, even Emperor Bailong dare not neglect him anymore, and treat him as an equal to the emperor.

"Let's go. Go to the seventh floor." Luo Chuan said.

"The seventh floor?" Boss Bai raised his eyebrows: "The second to sixth floors in the middle..."

"Don't talk nonsense, follow me. Hurry up, the Xuanwen City can only seal the supervising monks for three days. At most after three days, the Wanqiu Ancient Heaven Tower will know that we have escaped."

Luo Chuan walked to the mouth of the gourd, sat down cross-legged, and the Nanhai Immortal Gourd rumbled and suddenly started, passing the wind outlet and flying far away!