Supreme Immortal Demon

With the invasion of the vortex of reincarnation, the small dome under Ran Fengjun's hand stopped.

In that scroll of magic power, both the stars in the sky and the sun, moon and continents stopped running.

The artistic conception of "Kunlun Dome **" was interrupted, and the invisible shackles in the cabin became loose.

Snap, snap...

The descendants of the emperor broke free one after another, and as they recovered, the ancient yellow "scroll" in the control cabin also broke into powder and dissipated.

Everyone's eyes were on Luo Chuan and Ran Fengjun.

Luo Chuan's breath was long and continuous, and his spirit was at its peak.

Ran Fengjun's face began to turn pale inch by inch, his breathing was rapid, and his arms trembled slightly. Under Luo Chuan's fierce attack, he could no longer control "Kunlun Dome **".

The sun, moon, stars, domains and continents in the scroll of magic power started to run wildly again, but lost the previous rules and became chaotic and disorderly.

In a blink of an eye, the small dome world collapsed and the purple cloud fell out.

With the "Kunlun Dome World **" being broken, the battle between Luo Chuan and Ran Fengjun was also decided.

The two fought quickly and ended quickly, and the whole process was still faster than everyone imagined.

Ran Fengjun fell to the ground from mid-air, spitting blood, and looked up at Luo Chuan in disbelief.

However, he only saw a figure passing by quickly, stepping over him, and even too lazy to look down at him.

"Xiao Yi! Hurry!" Luo Chuan shouted while teleporting to the control panel.

At this time, the Ugly Master was less than three miles away from the giant flying boat. In the eyes of the Guixu cultivator, it was just a distance that could be passed in the blink of an eye, let alone two flying boats!

On the control panel, the descendant of the emperor surnamed You who was good at driving the flying boat was the last best friend of Ran Fengjun.

In just two moments, Luo Chuan defeated five emperor descendants, including Ran Fengjun, who was at the peak of the second stage of Guixu. The emperor descendant surnamed You felt a chill on his back, knowing that the general trend was hard to resist. He gritted his teeth, decisively pressed a seal and turned the wheel!

Bang!

The emperor descendant surnamed You was slapped away by Luo Chuan.

Only Luo Chuan and Yan Xiaoyi, who rushed over, were left on the control panel.

"Xiaoyi. Don't ask anything. Jump quickly. Change the course." Luo Chuan turned to Yan Xiaoyi and said. At the same time, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Xiaoyi nodded, his eyes flashing, and took control of the Ugly Master again.

However, at this moment, the Ugly Master trembled inside. Two half-moon-shaped wind doors cracked from the top of the cabin above. The turbulent flow of the void rushed in.

"Not good! He just activated the emergency escape exit!" Yan Xiaoyi shouted. Turning around to look for the emperor descendant surnamed You.

As soon as the voice fell, Ran Fengjun had already led six loyal followers to fly to the wind door on the top of the cabin.

"Don't go out!" Qi Xinyue took a step forward.

Ran Fengjun jumped off the Ugly Master without saying a word. Flying to the giant flying boat. The descendants of the Emperor surnamed Lu followed closely behind.

The other five descendants of the Emperor turned around and looked at the people in the cabin, with a little bit of pity on their faces.

"Guangtian Putian's flying boat is here! But you have been fooled by this kid! You will definitely become a big joke of the Emperor family in the future... It's not too late to repent now."

"We are going to Guangsheng Putian! Come together if you want to! This kid has evil intentions, don't be fooled by him!"

"It's too late if you don't leave now! I'm leaving first..."

In the void, Ran Fengjun looked back.

The five descendants of the Emperor no longer hesitated, stepped on the void, endured the turbulence and pressure of the void, and slowly approached the giant flying boat.

In the control cabin of the Ugly Master, many descendants of the Emperor were moved by what they heard, and looked at the wind gate above their heads, hesitating.

"Xiao Yi, continue to jump." Luo Chuan said with cold eyes.

At this time, there was a figure on the control panel beside him, and when he turned around, it was Qi Xinyue.

Qi Xinyue, Yuan Shitian, Kong Yufeng, Rong Xiaojia and others looked at the external water mirror in front of them with solemn expressions. Although they chose to stand on Luo Chuan's side, after all, hearing is false and seeing is true. At least so far, the giant boat still showed no signs of coming from the Demon Cult Palace.

Finally, a descendant of the Emperor in the control cabin couldn't help it, and took a step forward, jumped high, and flew to the wind gate on the top of the cabin.

"I'm going too..."

He swallowed the word "go" before he finished speaking, and his face froze and stiffened.

In the control cabin, everyone's face changed.

In the picture of the external water mirror, the hatch of the giant flying boat was wide open, and a demon monk with flowing light and black clouds and mist was dragging nets and chains, whistling towards the Ugly Master.

Through the hatch of the giant boat, you can faintly see the demon king riding on a strange beast with an unfathomable aura.

Ran Fengjun and the other seven descendants of the emperor also saw this scene. Including Ran Fengjun, everyone's face turned pale, with wonderful expressions, shock, fear, disbelief, and more of deep regret.

Without Ran Fengjun's order, the descendants of the emperor turned their heads and tried their best to return to the Ugly Master!

However, the descendants of the emperor were only in the realm of returning to the void after all, and unlike Luo Chuan, Ziyun, and Yuan Shitian who specialized in physical cultivation, walking in the depths of the void was already difficult enough, and it was difficult to speed up their body movements.

Sensing the approach of the demon monks, the faces of the six descendants of the emperor showed despair.

In the control cabin, everyone's eyes were focused on Luo Chuan, even Yuan Shitian and Qi Xinyue were no exception.

"Brother Luo..." Yan Xiaoyi pursed his lips and looked at Luo Chuan.

"Don't stop, continue to jump." Luo Chuan said lightly.

Yan Xiaoyi was stunned, then nodded, concentrating on turning the roulette wheel.

After hearing Luo Chuan's words, although the descendants of the emperor were a little regretful and many sighed secretly, no one raised any objections, and no one thought that Luo Chuan was seeking personal revenge.

In the current situation, the most reasonable thing to do is to continue to jump as Luo Chuan said, sacrificing the seven descendants of the emperor and protecting the others on the Chou Master.

Anyone on the Choushi would have made the same choice.

In this situation. Being able to save most of the people is already considered a victory.

Luo Chuan turned around and looked up at the cabin door: "Xiao B, don't close the cabin door."

After saying that, Luo Chuan turned into a rainbow light, flew out of the Chou Master, and flew towards the descendants of the emperor.

"Luo Chuan!" Ziyun clenched his fists and shouted.

The descendants of the emperor were all stunned, looking at Luo Chuan's back through the external water mirror with extremely complicated expressions.

Among everyone, only Qi Xinyue vaguely guessed Luo Chuan's intention of doing this.

The vast void. Two boats confront each other.

Among the seven descendants of emperors. The closest person to the Chou Master is the descendant of Emperor You who previously piloted the Chou Master. Although he is close to the Chou Master, it is only relatively speaking. In fact, it is between him and Ran Fengjun, who is closest to the demon monk. Just two hundred steps.

Feeling the demonic monk getting closer and closer. You Yexun was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. I already regretted it to the extreme. If he had changed his route earlier or not opened the emergency exit, none of this would have happened.

But he just didn't believe what the young man said. All of this was done by accident.

Just when You Yexun was regretting it, a ghostly figure passed before his eyes.

You Yexun was startled: "It's you..."

Before he could realize what was going on, Luo Chuan grabbed his belt and threw him towards the Chou Shi!

In the void, the physical gap between the descendants of the emperor and Luo Chuan was fully revealed.

The descendants of the emperor flew in the depths of the void, swallowing slowly, almost as if they were walking. But Luo Chuan seemed not to be affected by the gravity of the void at all. He shuttled through the void with agile and fast movement, more freely than a fish in the water.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Chuan took action one after another and threw the five descendants of the emperor back to the Chou Master. At this time, only Ran Fengjun and his most loyal descendant of the emperor surnamed Lu were left in front of Luo Chuan.

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Ran Fengjun's handsome face, but the descendant of the emperor named Lu could no longer care about anything else and shouted to Luo Chuan for help.

Behind the two of them, the demon monk chasing after them had already taken less than twenty steps.

Countless ferocious and coquettish eyes were cast on Luo Chuan, some were filled with evil spirits, and some were furious. The demon monks could see clearly that it was the boy in cloth robe opposite who ruined their good deeds. The demon monks headed by them stared at him fiercely. Luo Chuan is ready to take action.

"Little bastard! Take me there!"

There were still more than a hundred steps away from the two of them, Luo Chuan called through a message.

White Bat's lazily voice sounded: "No! I haven't grown up yet..."

"I didn't ask you to help me fight. Help me save people this time. Even Fatty can help me save people but you can't?" Luo Chuan's voice accelerated.

"Fat! That guy! Huh! Huh! Well... the little bastard hasn't flown for a long time. But just this time, it won't be the same next time! Luo Chuan, why did you save them? They are not good to you!" The bastard groaned.

As he spoke, Luo Chuan's feet stepped on a soft back. It was the little tortoise's back. It was ten feet in diameter, neither too big nor too small.

In the dim void, Luo Chuan stepped on the little tortoise, and the little tortoise flapped its wings. The void rippled, and time almost stopped flowing under its wings.

Luo Chuan rode the little tortoise for the first time, and finally realized the terrifying speed of the little tortoise. Before he could even blink, he appeared in front of Ran Fengjun and the descendant of the emperor surnamed Lu.

This is under the premise that White Bat has not used all his strength.

Ran Fengjun and the descendants of the emperor surnamed Lu looked at Luo Chuan with astonishment on their faces. Naturally, they couldn't see the little bastard and thought it was Luo Chuan's own movement speed. A flash of jealousy flashed deep in Ran Fengjun's eyes, which could not be seen clearly in the dim void of light and shadow.

"Give me your hand."

Luo Chuan looked at the two of them, smiled, leaned over and stretched out his arms.

"I have offended many people before, but Brother Luo will never forget his great kindness." Ran Fengjun said with gratitude on his iceberg-like face.

The descendants of the emperor surnamed Lu were also moved.

The two of them reached out and grabbed Luo Chuan's arm at the same time, with expressions of joy on their faces, just like two drowning people who were about to be saved.

Cheers rang out from the Chou Shi not far away.

However, at this moment, seven waves of mana and energy from the Return to the Void Realm were shot from the side of the demon monks, hitting Lord Ran Feng and the descendant of Emperor Lu surnamed directly.

The two of them threw themselves forward, vomiting blood, and missed Luo Chuan's rescue.

Looking at the figures of the two people falling into the abyss of the void, both the descendant of the Emperor of the Ugly Ghost and the demon monk opposite were stunned.

On the back of the white bat, Luo Chuan's face was expressionless, and there was no trace of surprise in his eyes.

He slowly put away his left hand hidden behind his back, slapped the little bastard on the back of the head, and flew back. (To be continued...)