Supreme Immortal Demon

Luo Chuan looked at Xiang Ye Sinfan from the side and behind.

Even though they had already joined forces to break through the barrier, the young man in black robe still seemed out of place, standing alone on the other side, alienating Rong Xiaojia and others intentionally or unintentionally.

The young man's slender eyebrows were slightly raised to both sides, and his dark black eyes were dark and cold. It was okay if he didn't smile. When he smiled, the sarcasm in his eyes showed unnaturally. It was a look that couldn't stand everything.

Luo Chuan was suddenly a little confused. Ye Sinfan's behavior was different from that of most descendants of emperors. He did not have the temperament of a natural nobleman at all, and was more like a lonely wanderer. Even if he saw the methods of Ran Fengjun and Yuan Shitian, there was no need to do so. There were many people present who saw through this, and no one said anything, but he showed disdain and ridicule.

Ran Fengjun and Yuan Shitian looked calm and the other smiled lightly, but the descendants of the emperor behind them were a little embarrassed.

"It's just a sinner who abandons others and hasn't been stripped of his surname. It's already God's mercy. He dares to come here to make a show."

"It's a pity that he has good innate qualifications, but he was born into trouble. Haha, I heard that he is not welcome in Ye Di's family. Even the generals in the most ordinary Zhendao realm dare to attack him. After he comes out, he will be in trouble. Come."

"As a son of sin, his only way out is to leave the Emperor's family and find his own way. Come to the outside world? Haha, it would be fine if he is really a legitimate son of the emperor's family. A sinner comes to the outer land thousands of miles away, in the emperor's family. Who will care about him? It’s not a dead end in the end.”

"If you want to go out and have a career, you just have toughness and no confidence, and you will only end up with a bloody head."

Several descendants of the emperor discussed in lowered voices with sarcasm on their faces.

Yedi family? Emperor Yetu?

Luo Chuan closed his eyes slightly, and soon, a fragment of memory came out from the depths of his mind.

The Emperor of Night Earth, the Lord of the Nine Hundred Thousand Miles of Night Earth! His family has guarded the Night Land for generations, far away from the outer edge of the Nine Heavens Realm. It is a land of long nights that is cold all year round!

on that land. There is a sun, but it is a cold black sun, so there is never daylight.

The Yedi family practices under the black sun and the silent moon, and has a skill that ordinary monks cannot match. That is, every night, their combat power will explode dozens or hundreds of times.

In his normal state, Emperor Yetu's strength is only ranked at the middle to upper level of Emperor Jiutian. Once the night arrives, his strength skyrockets, and he immediately reaches the top of the emperor rankings, and can even rival Xuan Lord and Ancestor in strength.

Luo Chuan shuttled through the memory fragments of Jiulong Jun, but unexpectedly, he found a memory about Ye Sinfan.

twenty years ago. In the Land of Night, the emperor's new beloved wife of eight years is pregnant.

The reproduction and inheritance method of cultivators is very different from that of ordinary people. It is common for ordinary people to get married at seventeen and have children before twenty. But practitioners don't. Practitioners often choose to have children when they are two or three hundred years old, and there are many people who are over a thousand years old. Most of the high-status monks in the Jiutian World have a weak temperament. In order to pursue the higher road and give up the fetters, you will only choose to have children unless you reach a higher level of cultivation, or you suddenly have a sudden enlightenment one day, or your family strictly orders you to have children. Of course, some people with strange bloodlines, such as those with dragon blood and promiscuity, are not included in this list.

Emperor Yetu has been married to his bride for eight years. She became pregnant with a son, which shows his love for his bride.

While everyone in Yetu was celebrating, a fortune-teller came from the far east and met the Emperor of Yetu. He said that the baby in his belly had the appearance of a disaster star and that it was not suitable for childbirth, fearing that there would be a big disaster.

Emperor Ye Tu killed the fortune-teller. Ignore it.

The bride had been pregnant for three years, and when she was about to give birth, heavy snow fell from the sky at night, and it continued to snow for seven days and seven months. The snow smells fishy. When the emperor was doubtful, a strong light suddenly shot from outside Yetu, like the sky lighting up Yetu for the first time tomorrow.

A powerful enemy is coming!

Within three days, Yetu lost thirty borders in a row!

Everyone in the Night Earth Territory was in panic, and everyone thought of the fortune teller from three years ago.

Emperor Yetu sent people to the place where the physiognomist buried the bones, but the bones had already disappeared. Emperor Yetu meditated for a night, then came to the bride's bedroom with a knife. The bride was giving birth and the baby had half of its head exposed.

When the bride saw this, she begged for mercy.

Emperor Yetu was not willing to agree, so he slashed the bride's lower body with his sword.

Blood splattered and the baby fell to the ground, but it was the bride who desperately used her Tao power at the last moment to stab Ye Tu Dijun with her body.

Emperor Yetu looked at the body on the couch and the giggling baby boy staring at him in the pool of blood. After all, he failed to make a second blow, sighed lowly, and disappeared.

That night, the seriously injured man appeared in the capital of Yetu. He defeated the Emperor of Yetu with only seven moves, took the Heshan Night Crown, the treasure of Yetu Guard Town, and left laughing.

The next year, the baby boy was given the name Ye Sinfan, and received all the treatment as usual, except that he would not be admitted to the emperor's family for life and was bestowed with character.

And the white-haired man who defeated Emperor Yetu with seven moves after being wounded, the world calls him Lord Nine Dragons.

"Kiulong-kun...it's you again."

Inexplicable emotions arose in Luo Chuan's heart. In his memory, the fortune teller who met Emperor Yetu three years ago was one of the Heavenly Lords under the throne of Jiulong Lord. He was a powerful sub-emperor who was infinitely close to the emperor level.

After three years of laying out a plan, it disturbed the mind. Three years later, Lord Jiulong led his troops to attack. Emperor Yetu's mind was already confused. Even though he had the advantage of Yetu and his strength surged, he was defeated by the injured Lord Jiulong within seven moves.

Luo Chuan turned his head and looked at Ye Sinfan, with a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

Ye Sinfan felt the feeling and turned to look at Luo Chuan, catching the flash of sympathy in Luo Chuan's eyes.

Buzz!

Ye Sinfan's face turned dark, and he felt that his whole head was about to explode with anger.

For seventeen years, he had long been accustomed to being alone, and also accustomed to the comments and various sarcastic looks from his family members.

No matter how much the descendants of the emperor ridiculed and mocked him, he would not take it to heart, but a small first-level True Dan cultivator, who relied on luck to shamelessly mix into the ranks of the descendants of the emperor, was able to travel all the way unimpeded and came here, and actually showed sympathy and pity for him.

Ye Zuifan stared at Luo Chuan, his cold eyes full of anger.

"Good question." On the other side, Yuan Shitian suddenly laughed: "This Shuiyue Ancient Mirror is the ultimate test of the second round of trials. It is both a magic array and a magic weapon for cultivation."

Ye Zuifan took a deep breath, glared at Luo Chuan again, and turned his gaze to Yuan Shitian.

"The Shuiyue Ancient Mirror Stand is a treasure jointly researched by Guangtian Pusheng Daoyuan. When you enter the range of the mirror stand, the Shuiyue mirror light will shine in, bringing you into an illusion of a long river of virtual time. The lowest-level Shuiyue Ancient Mirror Stand has only one time illusion, just like the ancient mirror stand in front of the passage of the Diyi cabin. The rest of the cabins increase in turn, and there are a total of ten time illusions in the Tianjia cabin."

"Each time illusion has countless changes, and countless virtual attacks are derived. However, in each time illusion, there is also a critical point. Breaking this critical point will allow you to travel freely in this illusion and reach the next time illusion. And the time illusions below Each realm will be more complex than the previous one, with more changes and more difficult to break the critical point. "

"If you can't withstand the attack of the time illusion, you will be ejected from the Shuiyue Ancient Mirror Platform. Therefore, the Shuiyue Ancient Mirror Platform is often used as a defensive formation. "

"But the long river of time is one of the most unpredictable secret realms of cultivation in the world. Although it is a virtual long river of time illusion, it is far inferior to the real long river of time, but it is also an excellent treasure for cultivation. In the Shuiyue Ancient Mirror Platform, every breakthrough of an illusion can increase the perception of the Tao and improve the Tao. "

After listening to Yuan Shitian's words, the monks raised their heads and looked at the ancient mirror platforms in front of them. Above each ancient mirror platform, the five seal characters "Shuiyue Ancient Mirror Platform" were engraved in a flamboyant manner. And each mirror frame was printed with Shuiyue flowers, from low to high, they were one, two, three, four, five and ten, representing the number of different ancient mirror platform time illusions.

Some cultivators were beaming with joy and eager to make a move, while others frowned and looked thoughtful.

"You have already passed the test of adaptability and persistence in the previous void passage. This Shuiyue Ancient Mirror is the final test. As long as you are adaptable enough, you can find the critical point in the time illusion. And the long river of time is the place that tests people's patience the most."

Ran Fengjun said, paused, and then said: "Besides, as far as I know, once the Shuiyue Ancient Mirror is broken, it cannot be restored in a short time. In other words, as long as one person breaks the ancient mirror, everyone else can pass this level."

"This last level is not so much a test as a gift from the Taoist Academy to make up for this sudden attack. Everyone, take advantage of it."

After the voice fell, many ordinary cultivators showed impatience on their faces.

"I will show my ugliness first."

A Nascent Soul cultivator in front of the Tianding cabin passage coughed lightly, and then strode towards the Shuiyue Ancient Mirror.

According to Yuan Shitian, there are three long river illusions in front of the Shuiyue Ancient Mirror.

As soon as his body appeared in the ancient mirror, it was enveloped by white light and disappeared in an instant.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the ancient mirror where he was. Time passed quietly. Not long after, a stick of incense and a half passed.

Buzz!

The ancient mirror shook slightly, white light flashed, and the monk was shaken out, vomiting blood on the ground, his face pale.

"How is it?"

"What's the situation inside? Did you break it?"

The surrounding monks came forward and asked.

The Nascent Soul monk sat up cross-legged, swallowed a pill, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I am ashamed, I just broke through a time illusion and spent a year in it. When I was about to break the second time illusion, the attack suddenly became stronger, I couldn't bear it, and was beaten back. I advise you to withdraw as soon as possible if you can't bear it. If you force it, you may fall into the illusion and be unable to extricate yourself, and eventually hurt your vitality."

The other monks wanted to ask more questions, but the Nascent Soul monk shook his head, closed his eyes, and ignored everyone, healing his wounds while comprehending.

Seeing this, most of the cultivators showed a cautious look, including many descendants of the emperor.

"Although it is a long river of time, it is an illusion, like the moon in the mirror and the flowers in the water. An illusion only lasts for a short year, which is not very meaningful."

Outside the crowd, Luo Chuan said lightly in a voice that only he and Ziyun could hear.

Ziyun nodded in agreement, his eyes distant and calm.