Supreme Immortal Demon

"Brother!" Although Tang Yan'er was close to Lu Boya, she couldn't help but redden when she saw Hua Xin limping over.

Hua Xin waved his hand, said nothing, and walked forward with his head down.

The former Tenth Young Master had lost his last chance to prove himself to the Tiannan cultivation world, and from then on he was forgotten by the crowd. His return also announced the annihilation of the Empty Mountain Realm.

The wind turned back, and the ancient hall was silent.

The disciples of the low-level sects looked at the people of the Empty Mountain Realm with complicated expressions, while the disciples of the other four major sects did not hide their contempt and gloating in their eyes.

From this angle, no one could tell whether Chen Yusheng's sudden stop was intentional or unintentional. But from the conflict before the Enlightenment Conference, anyone who was not a fool could judge the truth of the matter.

Since ancient times, no matter where you are, you speak with strength, and this is even more true in the Immortal Dao Realm.

What justice is in the hearts of the people, it's all bullshit! Without strength, there is no justice!

What's the use of the people in the Empty Mountain Realm being angry?

Hua Xin's obscurity is also a microcosm of the Empty Mountain Realm.

After this sea of ​​monuments, the decline of the Empty Mountain Realm has been clearly presented to the Tiannan Immortal Gate. It is the best opportunity for the strong to trample on it and the latecomers to step on it.

Feeling the frustration and shame of the young men, Hong Yinu trembled, sadness in her eyes, and subconsciously grabbed the hand beside her: "Brother..."

"Hehe."

Hong Yinu was out of breath, stared back, and pinched hard: "It's already this time, what are you still laughing at!"

"It's not over yet." Qin Jiatian held Hong Yinu's hand tightly and smiled lazily.

As the voice fell, a figure stood up from the corner.

"Master, I'm ready."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Luo Chuan who was exercising. They were all stunned, even Master Dangmo was a little unprepared. Just now, she focused all her thoughts on the sea of ​​monuments and forgot that there was a substitute here.

"This... You are not going to the Stele Sea, are you?" Yin Chen asked in surprise.

"Forget it! It's too dangerous! You'd better not go in!" Tang Yan'er said with red eyes.

Even though she was at the fourth stage of foundation building, a land immortal in the eyes of mortals, Tang Yan'er was just a girl who came down the mountain for the first time. Although she spoke harshly, she was also easy to be soft-hearted.

"It's not that I look down on you. You may have good talent and good understanding, but you have also seen that the enlightenment of the Stele Sea is more of a test of the state of mind." Lu Boya said lightly: "The Empty Mountain Realm has been defeated, and there is no need for you to embarrass yourself again."

Luo Chuan did not speak, and walked straight through the crowd and walked towards the corridor.

His appearance did not attract too many people's attention. The vast majority of disciples focused their attention on Yue Qun, who was impacting the historical ranking. Only a few elders of the sect noticed Luo Chuan, such as Lu Fanshuang.

"Life is the first."

The voice of the Demon Master still did not have any emotional fluctuations. Luo Chuan nodded and stepped into the corridor.

The wind whistled in his ears, the light and shadows flowed in front of his eyes, and after a short moment, Luo Chuan arrived at the sea of ​​​​steles.

Compared with Wuhua City, the sea of ​​​​steles seemed to be another world thousands of miles away.

Walking in the square at the foot of the mountain, Luo Chuan looked into the distance. The sky was in full swing, as if it was washed by blood. He could not see the ancient temple or anywhere else. There were only pillars and swords of evil spirits, and the magnificent tombstones standing on the circular mountain range!

Unlike Luo Chuan's expectations, the memory did not flash.

"Is it still on the mountain?"

Looking at the mountain road not far away, Luo Chuan walked over leisurely. Beside him were corpses and skeletons. The corpses were all disciples who participated in the enlightenment of the sea of ​​​​steles. They all looked terrified and nervous. I don’t know what they saw, and they kept the posture of the moment of death. The skeletons were covered with dust, some were broken, and some were only a short section. It is unknown which year and which sect the disciples were from.

Walking among the corpses, Luo Chuan couldn't help but flash a picture in his mind: a white-haired man was walking out of a sea of ​​blood and a mountain of corpses, with bones piled up behind him and a ruined city. The city was on the back of a ten-thousand-foot-long black crane. The black crane's neck was crushed by the man and it fell headfirst, leaving countless lives displaced and falling into the blazing sea of ​​fire.

Killing one person is a thief.

Killing ten people is a bandit.

Killing a hundred people is a hero.

Killing a thousand people is a demon.

The number of lives that have died at the hands of the Nine Dragon Lord has already exceeded tens of millions.

His eye sockets suddenly widened, and Luo Chuan stared coldly at the murderous aura sweeping in from the foothills, and a pure and rich murderous aura burst out from his pupils that was so strong that it could swallow everything.

Before the battle, the murderous aura from the foothills collapsed from a long distance.

Compared with the murderous aura of the Nine Dragon Lord who killed thousands of immortals in anger, these are not even pediatrics.

Climbing the steps leading to the first floor, Luo Chuan did not walk fast. He closed his eyes and waited for the memory to flash. It took Luo Chuan a stick of incense to climb these sixteen steps. Occasionally, the remnants of evil spirits would pop out and collapse on their own when they were still far away from Luo Chuan. For some reason, when these remnants of evil spirits pop out, they can cause the blood and qi to surge faster, and there are signs of condensation.

The blood and qi flow through the Ren channel, and the true qi flows through the Du channel. The two have formed a balance in Luo Chuan's body. The improvement of blood and qi also drives the rapid improvement of true qi.

Just the sixteen steps before the first floor allowed Luo Chuan to increase his skills by nearly two months.

"This is a great place to practice." Luo Chuan's eyes flashed with two colors of virtual lightning.

Surrounding it is the boundary of the stone tablet. There are sixteen steps in front, and after the gray fog, it is the second level of the iron tablet boundary.

Luo Chuan did not go straight forward, but turned into the stone monument area on the left and continued searching.

"Hey, why is there anyone there?"

"Where where?"

"It's the stone monument area."

"Well, there is a person... Hey, it's the secular warrior from the Kongku Mountain Realm."

"Pfft...did he just climb to the stone monument area?"

"He's still wandering around the stone monument area. Is he using the cemetery as a vegetable market?"

"Hahaha, can you stop making me laugh!"

The laughter of the sect disciples could be heard in the ancient palace, especially the disciples from Kunting Mountain who laughed extraordinarily, obviously trying to regain some ground for Chen Yusheng.

The disciples in the empty mountain world covered their faces and sweated profusely. Some simply pretended not to see it, and they were too lazy to explain to Luo Chuan.

Soon, everyone's attention shifted back to Yue Qun and others.

The four members of the Feixue Sect did not move forward and chose to enter the Silver Monument area on the fourth floor to gain enlightenment.

Four people from Wuliang Cave Mansion entered the monument area to realize their enlightenment, and the remaining one continued forward. This person's name was Nandu. He was the core disciple of Wuliang Cave Mansion, but he was usually very low-key.

The same four people from the Great Zen Tou Sect entered the stele area to enlighten themselves, but only one continued to move forward. As soon as this person came out, the disciples in the ancient temple whispered to each other. The reputation of this Great Zen Tou Sect disciple with the Zen name Wangxiang Monk is not less than that of The tenth young master, because he is a Zen monk, cannot enter the ranking of young masters.

As for Kunting Mountain, of the six disciples who were still in the Sea of ​​Steles, only two entered the fourth level of the Stele Area. The remaining four continued to climb up, showing a tyrannical strength that shocked the Immortal disciples from all sects in the ancient palace.

"The tenth young master Chen Yusheng failed to challenge the fifth floor."

"What a pity. Nine times out of ten, it was the previous conflict that affected his state of mind."

"By the way, didn't the boy who clashed with him just climb up to the first floor... Hey, why is he missing?"

Looking down the mountain range, Luo Chuan, who was still in the first-level stone tablet area, has disappeared.

The people from Kunting Mountain laughed loudly. Luo Chuan disappeared and did not come back, so the only possibility was his death.

Those who died in the first-level stone monument area, even in the thousand-year history of enlightenment in the sea of ​​monuments, there are no more than a thousand such unlucky people.

On the other hand, everyone in the empty mountain world was dejected. Tang Yaner's eyes were red, Yin Chen sighed, and Lu Boya sneered and shook his head.

Hongyingu showed a trace of sadness on her face and turned to Qin Jiatian: "Brother..."

"hehe."

"You...Ignore you!"

Above the fourth floor, Yue Qun still dominates. His movements are extremely slow. Every movement, lifting a foot, stretching a leg, or even blinking, seems to bear the weight of thousands of mountains and rivers, which is extremely laborious. At this time, he had climbed ten steps to the fourth floor. Behind him, Wang Xiangseng was on the fourth floor and on the fifth floor, Nandu was on the fourth floor and on the fourth floor, and the other three people in Kunting Mountain were on the fourth floor and two steps.

Don't look at the difference between Wangxiang Monk and Yue Qun, which is only five levels, and the second camp headed by Wangxiang Monk is only one or two levels different from each other. But at the fourth level, the mental state level represented by each level is hugely different. , and after officially embarking on the path to immortality, the importance of state of mind is self-evident. It is one of the three major elements of potential, along with talent and understanding.

In the ancient palace, discussions began about the future of Yue Qun, Wang Xiangseng and others.

A discordant sound sounded.

"Look, the martial arts cultivator from the Void Mountain Realm has appeared again and is heading to the second level."

But except for the disciples in the Kongshan Mountain Realm, not many people paid attention to Luo Chuan. They only glanced at him casually and looked back. The only exception was Lu Fanshuang, whose eyes were particularly focused.

Before the disciples in the empty mountain world were happy for long, Luo Chuan disappeared again, and Tang Yan'er's eye circles turned red again.

Three pillars of incense time passed, and Yue Qun finally moved up to the next level, the fourth level to the eleventh level, still two levels away from his master's record of the fourth level and the thirteenth level. Everyone in Kunting Mountain cheered, and Lu Fanshuang also smiled, but a hint of jealousy flashed deep in his eyes.

"Hey, isn't he dead? Why did he appear again? He even climbed to the third floor."

At this time, Luo Chuan's figure once again appeared in front of everyone in the ancient palace. This time, many people began to pay attention to him. Not long after, Luo Chuan reached the third floor, then walked into the bronze monument area and disappeared.

Everyone had no choice but to continue looking towards Yue Qun and others. The fourth floor was harder than climbing to the sky. A few people walked slower than a snail. After watching for a long time, the disciples in the ancient palace were inevitably bored.

"Look, that person appears again! Level 3 and Level 5!"

"What, he came to the fourth floor! When did he climb so high? I didn't even feel it! It was so sudden!"

"He disappears and then appears... Why do I feel like he is going around the monument area? No wonder we can't see him."

"God, how brave he is!"