Supreme Immortal Demon

The moon is on the branches, and the night is like a curtain.

The blood dyed the earth of Guangtian Pusheng red, spreading from the southeast, northwest and all directions.

In just two sticks of incense, the monks from Guangtian Universal Sage had already retreated seventy miles, handing over the seventy miles within the courtyard wall to the demonic monks.

With the corpses and flesh and blood, the evil spirit of the underworld began to grow. In the blink of an eye, it had covered the seventy miles of land and was deeply rooted.

Looking from the cliff, Guangtian Pushengjie is retreating steadily, like a tide returning to the shore, with unstoppable momentum.

At the top of the cliff, Elder Sun frowned and looked back with a solemn expression, looking at Luo Chuan aside: "Are you really sure?"

"Of course." Luo Chuan said, looking at the tower of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Ominous Spirit on the riverside under the cliff: "Elders, why don't you take action? If you delay for a moment, more people will die."

The elders of the Scripture Depository and Luo Chuan gathered on the cliffs surrounding the Ten Thousand Tribulations Ominous Spirit Tower. Not far below them was the huge tower that glowed with blood and black shadows in the night sky.

The disciples who had not gone to join the battle were curious and nervous, so they all followed him, but did not get close and watched from a distance.

"But... although the Ten Thousand Tribulations Evil Spirit Tower is a magic weapon, it is of a high level. In addition, it has absorbed too many evil spirits over the years, and it is beyond human control." Elder Sun took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "Luo Chuan, you also want to use this tower to absorb the Tongtian battle group and refine it? It doesn’t work, it doesn’t work.”

Now that the matter has come to this, Luo Chuan feels there is no need to hide it anymore.

"Of course not." Luo Chuan smiled, but his eyes were very cold: "I'll tell you the truth. All my subordinates are in the Fierce Spirit Tower. Let me control this tower, choose a key place on the battlefield, and summon If we get rid of them, we can give Tongtian Battle Group a head-on blow."

Elder Sun's eyes lit up: "How many troops are there?"

"More than two hundred." Luo Chuan replied.

After the words fell, the light in Elder Sun's eyes suddenly dimmed, and the other elders also shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

The Tongtian battle group that entered Guangtian Pusheng has increased to nearly three hundred people, with a sub-emperor-level powerhouse as its leader. Ordinary heavens and Taoist wheels are the main forces. In addition to the 20 strong men who were separated to besiege the two Taoist masters, the remaining monks of the fighting group were outnumbered and killed more than 1,900 Guangtian Pusheng monks and retreated in succession. There is no way to fight back.

Looking at the brutal fighting on the battlefield. Elder Sun sighed secretly and said: "Luo Chuan. Although I have heard of the name of the Cannon Fodder Battalion under your command, after all, the opponent is the long-famous Tongtian Battle Group. Compared with the Cannon Fodder Battalion and the Tongtian Battle Group..."

"Elder. Now there is only this chance, why are you hesitating!" Luo Chuan's face was gloomy and he interrupted.

Elder Sun's expression changed. After two or three moments, he finally sighed: "That's it! Luo Chuan, originally we wanted you to preserve your strength. Please keep the last fire seeds of Guangtian Pusheng... Since you insist on it, That’s it, let’s fight to the end!”

"Fellow Taoists, now is the time of life and death for Guangtian Universal Saint. Since Fellow Daoist Luo is willing to fight for me, Guangtian Universal Saint, we will give this tower to him, so what."

Elder Sun gave a long laugh, and the elders of the Sutra Collection Building around him also nodded heavily.

The next moment, all the elders pressed the seals at the same time, and strings of circular white light flew out from the palms of the elders and rushed towards the Tower of Ten Thousand Tribulations Ominous Spirits.

Dang, clang, clang... In the blink of an eye, the Ten Thousand Tribulations Ominous Spirit Tower was tightly surrounded by white haloes, and then tightened.

"Everyone, get ready!"

Elder Sun swept across the elders of the Sutra Collection Building, made a seal with his left hand, and turned out a black net, and pulled it upwards with his right hand.

The other elders followed the gourd's example and did the same thing.

Boom!

The Tower of Evil Spirits was uprooted!

The ground of Guangtian Pusheng also shook!

Amidst the rumbling noises, there were waves of faint whines, and black shadows flew out from the roots of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Evil Spirit Tower. However, it was the evil demons that had been suppressed for thousands of years. At this moment, they finally Release the seal, escape, and run for your life!

"Destroy the demon!"

Elder Sun snorted coldly, picked up the black French net with his left hand, and covered the evil demon.

"Destroy the demon!"

Not to be outdone, the other elders threw down their black nets one after another, covering the vicious demons who were trying to escape.

The black web entangled the demons and demons, like a natural nemesis, releasing white fire, burning the demons and demons, making a hissing sound, and also heard howls of pain.

The little spider couldn't help but climbed onto Luo Chuan's shoulder, opened its mouth and sprayed out spider silk, rolled out the delicious evil monster from the black net, ate it happily, and its aura began to rise again invisibly.

After clearing away the evil spirit that suppressed the bottom of the tower, Elder Sun still looked solemn.

"Luo Chuan, this tower contains thousands of evil spirits, which are difficult to refine. If you try to conquer them by force, there is a high chance that they will backfire. You must be careful and don't..."

Before Elder Sun could finish speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and he saw the Ten Thousand Tribulation Fierce Spirit Tower shaking violently, breaking free from the restraints of the elders of the Sutra Depository Building, and flying upwards.

"Seize it!" Elder Sun shouted loudly.

Just as the elders of the Sutra Collection Tower were about to take action, they saw the Ten Thousand Tribulation Fierce Spirit Tower spinning in mid-air, then becoming smaller and staggering down, impartially, and worthy of falling into Luo Chuan's palm.

Everyone was stunned, including the Guangtian Pusheng disciples who were secretly watching from a distance.

"Many people say that the treasure has a spirit, and those who are destined to get it can only believe it when I see it today." After a while, Elder Sun sighed.

Luo Chuan held the tower with his left hand, spinning it around.

He is not a destined person, but the evil spirits in the Wanjie Evil Spirit Tower have been hunted down by Xiao Wangba and his men. Without the evil spirits, there will be no backlash. In addition, Luo Chuan mastered the Youyou Taoism, "Youyou Wasted Treasure Record", which can easily recover the Wanjie Evil Spirit Tower without the evil spirits.

Raising his head, Luo Chuan looked at the battle situation under the night.

At this moment, the monks of Guangtian Pusheng have retreated to a distance of fifty miles, which means that the land of fifty miles in radius has been occupied by the demon monks.

The most terrifying thing is not these. In the fifty miles of land. The dark blood evil spirit seems to have taken root and sprouted, deeply embedded in the depths of the land, and gradually rooted down.

The longer the time, the deeper they are embedded.

"We must fight quickly... Elders, what do you think is the target of the attack of the Demon Cult Palace?" Luo Chuan suddenly asked.

"Isn't it to invade my Guangtian Pusheng?" said an elder.

"There is always a primary target." Luo Chuan's eyes flashed.

Elder Sun's eyes lit up: "Could it be..."

"Yes, of course it is the Wan Yao Jue Tian Palace. There are tens of thousands of demons imprisoned there." Luo Chuan pointed to the huge Taoist palace in the southeast: "Elder Sun, first of all, you have to use your prestige to gather everyone to the Wan Yao Jue Tian Palace. Guard there. The Tongtian War Group of the Demon Cult Palace will definitely launch a fierce attack. And by then..."

"You summon the cannon fodder camp and attack from the front and back." Elder Sun whispered.

"Yes. Although this trick is simple, it is the most effective." Luo Chuan nodded.

Elder Sun frowned, his expression was still solemn. The haze in his heart did not fade away because of Luo Chuan's "brilliant plan".

"Then... give it a try." Elder Sun patted Luo Chuan on the shoulder. He forced a smile: "No matter what. You have done your best for Guangtian Pu Sheng. Guangtian Pu Sheng will never forget it."

After speaking, Elder Sun greeted the elders in the Sutra Library. Fly to the four directions of the Taoist Academy and summon the Taoist monks to guard the Wan Yao Jue Tian Palace.

Looking at the elders with frowns and solemn faces, Luo Chuan knew that they were not very sure about him. Subconsciously, he did not believe that the cannon fodder camp could defeat the Tongtian War Group, which was famous in the Nine Heavens.

Although Elder Sun also described the Tongtian War Group as magical, Luo Chuan believed that his cannon fodder camp would never lose to any fighting war group in the world, especially the cannon fodder camp after his father's teachings.

Even Luo Chuan was a little impatient to see how much the current cannon fodder camp had improved compared to the past and to what extent.

"Mr. Luo!"

A woman's call sounded behind him.

Luo Chuan turned his head and saw Senior Sister Wang of Tianxing Shengmen with an eager look on her face.

Senior Sister Wang Youyu followed Bai Yiqing to Guangtian Pusheng and became an abandoned child of Tianxing Shengmen. Her fate and future were closely linked to Luo Chuan.

However, apart from Wang Youyu, nearly a thousand other young disciples from various Taoist temples in Guangtian Pusheng also looked at Luo Chuan with admiration, respect, and expectation. Although they did not speak, their eyes said it all.

Luo Chuan smiled faintly, nodded to several acquaintances such as Hei Gongzi and Huang Wei, and then held the pagoda in his hand and turned into a ball of divine light and flew to the sky.

"I hope that Fellow Daoist Luo's cannon fodder camp can defeat that battle group."

"It will definitely work. The cannon fodder camp is full of strong men who escaped from the Great Sadness and Cold Heaven with the White Dragon Emperor. Each of them is as good as a hundred. It is natural that they can defeat the Demon Cult Palace."

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Luo relied on the cannon fodder camp to gain a foothold in the foreign land and become a demon king. It is natural that they can defeat the Demon Cult Palace."

"Fellow Daoist Luo is really amazing. He was a demon king in the foreign land, and now he has become the master of my Guangtian Pusheng. We are the same age, but the gap is so big... I will only admire Fellow Daoist Luo in my life."

"Yes, I am the same."

The disciples of various academies who were regarded as the last successors of Guangtian Pusheng talked about it, and their words were full of admiration and worship. Even when Luo Chuan's identity as the demon king was mentioned, they were calm and peaceful, and the previous hatred and hostility had long disappeared.

"No! I want to go to the Wan Yao Jue Tian Palace! Everyone is fighting desperately, how can we live here!" A young monk suddenly shouted, it was none other than Liu Yufa who lived on the same floor with Luo Chuan.

"Yes, even Brother Luo came back to help Guangtian Pu Sheng at all costs, how can we live here?" Huang Wei nodded heavily.

"I do the same!"

"Let's go! Let's go together. One more person can at least make more effort!"

"Protect the Wan Yao Jue Tian Palace! Protect Guangtian Pu Sheng!"

The young disciples of the Taoist Academy were all excited. Many of them looked at the white-robed figure flying high in the moonlight. There was yearning and envy in their eyes, but more of it was deep respect.

Soon, the woods in front of the Guangsheng Taoist Palace were empty.

In the Guangtian Pu Sheng Taoist Academy, which is three thousand miles away, people from the sky and the ground are rushing to the Wan Yao Jue Tian Palace. (To be continued...)