Supreme Immortal Demon

Volume 1: Baiyujing of the Tang Dynasty Chapter 589: Crisis is coming!

Sound attack technique, second level, the abyss turns into the sky river!

This is the first time that Luo Chuan has used the sound attack technique in the Nine Heavens World. This move is the second level of sound attack.

A loud noise came from the power source cabin.

In a circle of dark "sky river", a wisp of black mist rose up, blocking the four "Tianbao Hall" monks.

Buzz!

Five sound attack auras collided with each other.

The next moment, the sound attack auras of the four "Tianbao Hall" monks were scattered, and everyone swayed slightly, and the formation was already unstable.

"Qin Mo, go!"

Luo Chuan transmitted the sound into the secret: "Go back to the gourd!"

Qin Mo Patriarch seized the opportunity, flashed out of the power source cabin, and the next moment he turned into a ball of light and disappeared. Qin Mo Patriarch had practiced and comprehended in the South China Sea Fairy Gourd for a long time, and the white bone frame cultivated in the South China Sea Fairy Gourd had its own connection with Du Yu Gourd Palace.

A moment later, the response of Qin Mo came from the Nanhai Immortal Gourd, and there was a hint of a low roar in the response.

Luo Chuan was stunned. Could it be that today was the night of the full moon? Qin Mo and the others had already begun to transform? In short, Qin Mo had brought the white bone demon pig back to the Nanhai Immortal Gourd. In this way, at least he would not be blamed.

At this time, Ran Fengjun and Yuan Shitian had arrived at the power source cabin. In addition to the two of them, there was also a very faint figure in the power source cabin, which was the Taoist priest surnamed Dong.

More and more young monks arrived. Luo Chuan mixed in with the crowd and came to the power source cabin slowly with Ziyun.

Many old customers of the Yulong also rushed over, staring at the power source cabin with turbulent source flow, with shock and panic on their faces.

"Once the source cabin leaks, the source is chaotic, and the Yulong cannot get the source supply. Even if it does not crash, its defense will gradually become weak! This... What's going on!" A monk with white hair muttered to himself.

Everyone's eyes fell on the four Tianbaotang monks in the center of the source cabin, looking them up and down, with questioning eyes.

Luo Chuan looked at the four people. He saw that they had taken back the four magic weapons that destroyed the source box early, lowered their heads and said nothing, with a deep gloom flashing in their eyes.

"What exactly is going on? Didn't Captain Fang Ark ask you to check the status of the source power cabin before? How could this happen?"

Dong surnamed monk snorted coldly, staring at the four Tianbaotang monks, with a bad look on his face.

The gloom in the eyes of three of the four monks had already brewed to the peak, and just as they were about to explode, a thin monk in the middle had a flash of eyes. He raised his head and turned around, bowed to Dong surnamed monk, and showed panic and fear on his face: "Please forgive me, sir, I was indeed ordered to check the source cabin, but I didn't expect to encounter..."

"What did you encounter?" Yuan Shitian asked coldly. He looked at the four "Tianbao Hall" monks, with a hint of suspicion in his wide eyes.

"I met..." The monk said with a complicated expression, "I met a pig monster! The pig was covered with white bones, crystal clear, and had an angry face. When we came to the source cabin, it was destroying the source box. Its cultivation strength is too high. It is estimated to be at the fourth level of Guixu, and we are no match for it."

After the monk finished speaking, Luo Chuan raised his eyebrows and his eyes became cold. Beside him, Ziyun was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed indignation.

One after another, they cast their eyes on Luo Chuan.

Rong Xiaobing, Yan Xiaoyi, Cheng Xiaobing, Xiaorou, Ye Zuifan... their eyes were complicated and full of surprise.

More and more eyes were cast on Luo Chuan. The descendants of the emperor, ordinary monks, and the old customers of the Yulong... After a brief surprise, there began to be more hostility in their eyes.

Before and after Luo Chuan boarded the boat, the scene of him holding the white bone demon pig in his arms had been secretly seen by many people.

"Is that pig yours?" The Dong monk took a step forward and stared at Luo Chuan, the pressure of the Dao power realm coming at him.

Ziyun was about to step forward. Luo Chuan held him back without a sound.

Luo Chuan's breath was full of energy, and the power of his whole body was running fast, just like a circle flowing over and over again, resisting the pressure of the Dong monk.

The Dong monk's eyes lit up. He thought that Luo Chuan was wearing a high-quality defensive robe, or carrying some high-quality magic weapon, and greed flashed in his eyes.

The four "Tianbao Hall" monks were stunned when they saw Luo Chuan, and fear flowed from the depths of their eyes.

"When we came, the pig was wantonly destroying and uttering wild words, obviously instructed by someone." The thin monk did not look at Luo Chuan, and said to himself.

The atmosphere in the power source cabin became more and more weird.

At this moment, Luo Chuan clearly sensed that the hostility had turned into a murderous intent that was as real as a blade on his back. Even Rong Xiaojia, Ye Zuifan and others began to look at him with disbelief.

Luo Chuan raised his head, the young boy's face was unusually calm, and he smiled faintly and said: "You guys are really crying thief. You, including the captain Fang Zhou who lurked in, are all undercovers lurking in Tianbao Hall. Seeing that there are too many descendants of the emperor joining this voyage, they can't help but hijack the Yulong at the cost of exposing their identities. Dong Daoguan, if you don't believe it, you can go to the control cabin and see the current situation of Hua Zhuguan and others."

Hearing this, a trace of doubt and panic flashed across the face of the "Tianbao Hall" monk, but he didn't expect that the twelve or thirteen-year-old boy knew all this.

"He lied!"

"It was obviously him who wanted to hijack the boat, but he turned around and framed us!"

"Master Dong, you personally checked the details before we got on the boat. We are all innocent!"

"Yes, Master Dong! You can't be deceived by this kid who is full of nonsense!"

The four "Tianbao Hall" monks shouted with a look of deep grievance on their faces.

Most of the monks were still hostile to Luo Chuan. For example, Ran Fengjun, Yuan Shitian, and Qi Xinyue showed a trace of thought on their faces. Xiaorou did not speak all the time. She glanced at Ziyun's red face full of grief and grievance, and then quietly withdrew her gaze.

The Taoist official surnamed Dong's eyes flickered. It was indeed as the monks of Tianbao Hall said. Before boarding the boat, he was responsible for checking the monks who operated the Yulong. If there was really a problem, he would be held fully responsible if the superiors investigated it in the future.

Staring at Luo Chuan, the Taoist surnamed Dong suddenly sneered: "It's just as you said, they came to rob the boat, but how did you know? Besides, they have been staying in the control cabin. If they hadn't seen your pig, how would they know? And how can you, an ordinary cultivator in the First True Dan realm, know my surname and Chief Officer Cheng. It's obvious that you have been planning for a long time! Tell me! Where are your accomplices!"

While the Taoist surnamed Dong was speaking, Luo Chuan had already sent the Tianmen Dharma to the control cabin.

In the control cabin, Fairy Yunmeng and Chief Officer Hua had been tied up tightly with the magic rope device, and their bodies were covered with Taoist talismans, sealing their Taoist power. The other two Taoist officials were dead or alive on the spot!

Although Fairy Yunmeng and the other four were masters of the Taoist power realm, Captain Fang used the source leakage to force them to rely on their own Taoist power to supply the Dragon Boat, and they had already fallen into the trap. In addition, how could they have thought that the Dragon Boat, one of the best in Tianbao Hall, had already been secretly lurking.

In front of the Xuanfa Wheel, Captain Fang and his monks no longer concealed themselves. A circle of enchanting purple air rose between Captain Fang's eyebrows, and a hideous look appeared on his face. The other monks who were operating the boats were even more frantic, manipulating the wheels and muttering to themselves.

In the external water mirrors on all four sides of the control cabin, eight huge monsters gradually emerged from the depths of the void.

They were eight giant flying boats, with enchanting runes engraved on the top and bottom of the flying boats, and they were shrouded in a thick black and bloody mist. At first glance, they were the flying vehicles of the demon monks.

Although the eight flying boats were not as big as the Yulong, they were also one-third the size of the Yulong. In a blink of an eye, the eight flying boats raised huge waves behind their buttocks and drove towards the Yulong at full speed.

"It's not a big deal! Host! Hurry up and turn back to the control cabin for rescue! There is still a chance to go back and seize the control cabin now!"

Luo Chuan opened his eyes and whispered.

Silence, dead silence.

What Luo Chuan saw were pairs of eyes full of hostility and ridicule from all directions!

Ran Fengjun and Yuan Shitian, one on the left and one on the right, faced Luo Chuan and Ziyun, and formed a tendency to fight each other.

Rong Xiaojia, Yan Xiaoyi, Cheng Xiaobing, Ye Zuifan and others looked at Luo Chuan with anger, which was a kind of anger of trust being betrayed and facing the betrayal of companions!

The four "Tianbao Hall" monks who lurked in stood outside the sight of everyone, staring at Luo Chuan, with a smug look on their faces, and the corners of their mouths raised revealed a strong sarcasm.

At this moment, Xiaorou turned her head and looked straight at Ziyun: "Is what he said true?"

"Of course it's all true!" Ziyun answered without thinking, with determination written on her flushed face.

Xiaorou smiled faintly, and her last look at Ziyun was full of disappointment and disgust, and then turned her head.

Ziyun was stunned, his eyes dimmed, he clenched his fists, took a deep breath, stopped looking at Xiaorou, stood beside Luo Chuan, clenched his fists, more determined than ever before.

"If you don't go, it will be too late. Everything is over."

Luo Chuan made his last effort, sighed, and said.

He knew that it was the Taoist priest Dong's last words that completely convinced everyone. Logically, he really shouldn't know so much. Once he knew, he would be harboring evil intentions and be highly suspected. But he, Luo Chuan, was a Tianmen cultivator. Even if he left the Tiannan region, this identity would still be one of his most unspeakable secrets.

"It has come to this point, you still want to deny it? The control cabin is under the control of the chief officer and others. What can go wrong? It's ridiculous! Do you think that so many of us, so many descendants of the emperor, are fools who can't see the truth? Or do you think that the trial assessment Taoist standing in front of you is an idiot who can be played around by you at will? You really won't cry until you see the coffin!" The Taoist surnamed Dong was full of sarcasm, staring at Luo Chuan with contempt, and then he dodged and pounced on Luo Chuan.

The descendants of the emperor, led by Ran Fengjun and Yuan Shitian, had already formed a siege on Luo Chuan and were ready to go.

"Xiaoyun, get ready to go."

Luo Chuan held Ziyun with one hand, and a breath of energy had already penetrated into the Nanhai Fairy Gourd in the storage ring.

At this moment, the Yulong shook violently again!

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