Supreme Immortal Demon

Luo Chuan's heart tightened and he took a step forward. When the step fell, the person appeared quietly not far behind Yan Xiaoyi.

"How did you get in?" Yan Xiaoyi asked with a sneer.

"Impossible. With your cultivation strength, how could you come in by yourself?" Cheng Xiaobing looked Ziyun up and down with a suspicious look on his face.

Ziyun's face was slightly red, and he looked down at his toes without saying anything.

He promised Luo Chuan to lower his cultivation level to the second level of the True Pill. However, in his hurry to keep up with Xiaorou, he inadvertently exposed his strength, dismissed Tai Sui and barged in. At this time, he faced Yan Xiaoyi and Cheng Xiaobing. Cross-examined, but he didn't know how to answer.

Luo Chuan stepped forward slowly, revealing his figure from the shadows.

As soon as he appeared, Rong Xiaojia and the other five people immediately noticed it and quickly turned to look at Luo Chuan.

Before Yan Xiaoyi could ask urgent questions, his eyes were attracted by Tai Sui under Luo Chuan's right arm, with a surprised look on his face.

Including Ye Sinfan, who always had a cold face, several people looked at Luo Chuan with surprise.

"You...why did you bring Tai Sui?" Xiaorou looked at Tai Sui, slowly raised her head and looked at Luo Chuan.

Before Luo Chuan could say anything, Tai Sui swung under his arm and squirmed around behind Luo Chuan, pressing against Luo Chuan's back, trembling in panic.

"It hurts, it hurts... ah, ah... don't, don't... hit, hit... wild fat meat... don't, don't come close... run away, run away..."

Luo Chuan's Tianmen Dharma clearly sensed Tai Sui's fear. The repeated beatings by Ye Sinfan, Rong Xiaojia, and especially Ziyun planted an indelible shadow in the heart of this fat man who was over a thousand years old.

Tai Sui's reaction fell into the eyes of everyone, and it seemed more like he was being manipulated by Luo Chuan.

"Are you a Mu Dao Immortal?" Cheng Xiaobing stared at Luo Chuan strangely, then shook his head and smiled: "No wonder you can come in, it turns out that you are a Mu Dao Immortal from the Tai Sui Department. So are you. It's not good to choose any department. You have to Choose this side type. Taisui is rare and inflexible, so it can't be used as a mount. I see. Hey, little friend Luo, your pastoral profession is not about conquering. Is the mount the main thing? Do you really want to use this Tai Sui as your mount in the future? "

After the words fell, everyone was startled, and then their faces looked strange. Subconsciously, a scene of a twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy riding on a piece of white, fat, slowly squirming carrion appeared in his mind, with his head held high and his chest held high, solemn and majestic, and running as hard as he could.

"Haha, Xiao Bing. Don't be ridiculous." Yan Xiaoyi's tense expression instantly disintegrated, and he couldn't help laughing.

Rong Xiaojia shook his head slightly, and the solemn look on his face faded a bit.

"Pfft..." Xiao Rou was also made to laugh by Cheng Xiao Bing.

Even standing aside, Ye Sinfan had a rare smile on his cold face, and it disappeared in an instant.

In Luo Chuan's peripheral vision, he saw Ziyun also scratching his head and looking at Xiaorou. He smiled stupidly, not knowing what he was having fun with.

"It's really..."

Luo Chuan was speechless, and then he smiled. Although the young people in front of him looked older than him, they were actually six or seven years younger than him. They were born in a family of emperors and had cultivated their temperament since childhood. Although they were more mature than their peers, they were still younger than him. There is still a youthful nature that has not yet been extinguished hidden in his heart.

"Let's go. Go to the control cabin."

Luo Chuan grabbed Tai Sui and threw it into the storage ring, ignoring its screams of "Wild Fat" and "Run away, run away".

"Let's go, the other four Tianjia cabin passages have already run far away. Although those guys are older than us, we can't be compared with them. Let's go and see who reaches the control cabin first!"

Rong Xiaojia naturally took the lead among others. The body swayed and swept forward.

The remaining four descendants of the emperor stopped laughing and followed Rong Xiaojia, using their body skills to fly forward.

"Xiaoyun."

Luo Chuan grabbed Ziyun who was about to move. After a moment of slowing down, he swept forward and hung far behind Rong Xiaojia and others.

Earlier at the entrance of the passage, Luo Chuan showed off his skills. Firstly, it was because it was rare to meet an opponent and he couldn't help but have the idea of ​​​​competition. Secondly, he was curious about this "fat".

What's more, Luo Chuan also saw that judging from the performances of Ran Fengjun, Yuan Shitian, and Rong Xiaojia, these descendants of the emperors were far more noble and well-educated than ordinary monks. Because of their background, they were full of confidence and only regarded talents among ordinary monks. Will recruit, but will not rashly choose to kill. The highlight of Yulong's trip is this trial. Luo Chuan has no intention of participating in the trial. Even if he occasionally shows his hands, it will not attract too much attention. In all likelihood, he will be treated as an outlier just like Rong Xiaojia and the others thought. Pastoral Immortal Position.

Perhaps, even Rong Xiaojia has guessed that the trial has started in advance.

Luo Chuan looked up and saw that the young man in purple robe who was the leader of the group had a resolute expression and was exerting all his strength. From time to time, he glanced at the tall lights and shadows emerging from the two walls of the passage ahead, and he tried his best to chase after them.

However, given the difference in strength, it wasn't long before the other batches of descendants of the emperor were no longer seen in the passages on both sides. It was obvious that they had far surpassed Rong Xiaojia and his party.

Rong Xiaojia's clear-cut face showed disappointment, but he still gritted his teeth and rushed forward with all his strength.

"I don't know if the results of the second round of trials are related to the order of arrival." Luo Chuan murmured in a low voice.

"Luo Chuan, what did you say? What's your rank?" Ziyun asked.

"Xiaoyun, what do you think of Rong Xiaojia and the others?" Luo Chuan glanced at Ziyun.

"They're all good." Ziyun thought for a moment and said.

Luo Chuan smiled: "He invited us to take this boat trip. Although it took a long detour, it can be regarded as a favor. If we have the chance, we will help them and repay the favor."

"Okay." Ziyun nodded heavily, and then looked distressed: "But how can we help?"

Luo Chuan did not speak. In the Tianmen Dharma, a thousand steps in front of Rong Xiaojia, an area of ​​​​void turbulence, strange thunder and strange power appeared.

"The previous section of the flat passage is just to let them relax their vigilance. Next, it will be the real second test."

Luo Chuan's eyes flashed, and in a blink of an eye, Rong Xiaojia and his party were only 500 steps away from the void turbulence area.

The void turbulence area is located at the bend of the passage, and Rong Xiaojia led everyone to fly through a straight and flat passage area, and could not directly see the void turbulence area.

There are still fifty steps to the corner.

At this moment, in Luo Chuan's Tianmen vision, a huge black turbulence suddenly rushed out of the void turbulence area without warning. The turbulence was wrapped with strange thunder and strange power, gathering into whirlpools, and the target was Rong Xiaojia and his party.

This turbulent strange power was powerful, came too suddenly, and was silent. Once it hit Rong Xiaojia and his party, even if they were not injured, they would be sucked into it and trapped in the whirlpool. And once they were trapped in the turbulent whirlpool, according to the trend, Rong Xiaojia and his party would be directly rushed out of the entrance.

If this is true, the second trial will be wasted.

Rong Xiaojia and his party were still thirty steps away from the corner, and at this time, the huge void turbulence was approaching the corner.

Luo Chuan was three hundred steps away from Yan Xiaoyi, the last of the five people. A touch of brilliance condensed in his palm, clenched into a fist, and rotated slightly.

Tianmen Fa Nian locked onto the Void Turbulence at the corner. Luo Chuan closed his eyes and opened them again. A series of orderly grids appeared in his mind. Under the grids, every node of the Void Turbulence was clearly presented. In Luo Chuan's eyes, it looked like a flaw.

Tianmen Fa Nian combined with the fist intention and skills, Luo Chuan punched silently.

A rapidly shaking fist mark appeared in the air, and after sliding a hundred steps quickly, it disappeared.

When it reappeared, the fist mark had passed Rong Xiaojia and came to the corner!

At this moment, the Void Turbulence had turned the corner, and the strong Void Turbulence breath roared, like an open mouth, aiming at Rong Xiaojia!

Rong Xiaojia was only ten steps away from the corner, and a turbulent and thunderous turbulence suddenly appeared in front of him, and a strong surprise appeared on his face!

His reaction was very fast. He wanted to stop his body movement as soon as he thought of it. However, he had used the fastest body movement to catch up with the opponent. With his cultivation, he had not yet achieved the unity of body and mind. He tried his best to control his body movement, but he still could not stop sliding forward.

After three steps, Rong Xiaojia finally stopped his body movement like a tree with roots, and nailed it to the spot.

However, at this time, the turbulent flow of the void was very close to him!

A circle of protruding vortex in the dark turbulent force was like a big mouth standing upright, supporting him in front of him. The suction force spread out, scattered his forehead hair, and almost licked his nose.

Just when Rong Xiaojia's heart was dead silent, a loud noise sounded in his ears.

Bang!

The running turbulent flow of the void trembled, as if it hit the reefs on the seashore, making a loud noise, rising up, and stopping its forward momentum at the same time.

The turbulent flow of the void splashed out, Rong Xiaojia closed his eyes, and two hands appeared on his shoulders. It was Yan Xiaoyi and Cheng Xiaobing who worked together to pull him back quickly.

At the moment when he closed his eyes, Rong Xiaojia vaguely saw a clear fist wave, which hit the void turbulence heavily when it was about to drown him, saving him.

A picture appeared in Rong Xiaojia's mind. The fist wave, like the void turbulence, appeared without any signs. But there were only two ends of the passage, so he knew that the fist wave must come from their side.

What surprised Rong Xiaojia was not only the absence of signs when the fist wave appeared, but also its speed, power, and most importantly, accuracy!

These three points combined together, as if four ounces moved a thousand pounds, hit the most vulnerable point of the void turbulence, and blocked the void turbulence in an incredible way.

This punch... is so strong! It is definitely not inferior to Yuan Shitian's level!

In a blink of an eye, Rong Xiaojia opened his eyes. In front of him, the fist wave had disappeared. It was unknown whether it was integrated into the void turbulence or had never appeared.

Rong Xiaojia turned his head and glanced at Ye Zuifan, Yan Xiaoyi, Cheng Xiaobing and Xiaorou one by one, instantly ruling out the possibility that they had taken action.

At this moment, two figures slowly approached from the distance of the passage. They were Luo Chuan and Ziyun.

Rong Xiaojia glanced at Ziyun, who looked surprised and concerned, and then cast his gaze on Luo Chuan.