Supreme Immortal Demon

The shadow appeared beside the pool, silently.

Not only Zhou Buchen and Xuanzhen Dumu, but also Lord Cao Xian didn't notice it, except for Luo Chuan who had Tianmen Dao Nian.

Even after discovering this "shadow", Luo Chuan still caused an uproar in his heart.

Luo Chuan had felt someone approaching in the dry swamp land before, but that person escaped Luo Chuan's first Tianmen Dao Nian's detection. At that time, Luo Chuan thought it was Yu Youxi, but only then did he realize that the silent person who could hide the thoughts of Tianmen was the shadow in front of him.

Although he was allowed to escape once, now that this person has been captured by Tianmen Dao Nian, he can no longer hide it from Luo Chuan.

For some reason, Luo Chuan felt slightly familiar with the aura deep within the shadow's body. Luo Chuan soon realized that it was not him who felt familiar, but the memory of Lord Jiulong.

Before Luo Chuan could figure out the key, the shadow suddenly moved.

He seemed to be aware that he was being spied upon secretly, and seemed very uncomfortable. He quickly rushed out, raised his head at the same time, and inspected the people in the cave.

His "eyes" passed over Cao Xian, Xuanzhen Dumu and Zhou Buchen, and finally fell on Luo Chuan.

The man was just a shadow, but Luo Chuan could clearly see the dark and deep "eyes" on his face.

For a moment, the two looked at each other.

The lake in Luo Chuan's heart suddenly sank, and those strange "eyes" were like an endless quagmire, deep and long. Luo Chuan's Taoist state of mind fell rapidly, and he fell instantly!

The next moment, Luo Chuan's eyes bloomed with divine splendor. His whole body was shaken, his state of mind soared, and he was abruptly pulled out of the boundless quagmire.

Even though Luo Chuan had gone through many turmoils over the years, he had countless adventures, and he had met many talented and powerful people, but at this moment, he felt a bit of shock in his heart.

That shadow, just a glance, almost made Luo Chuan feel depressed. This person's strength is so strong and his abilities are so weird. Luo Chuan's life is rare. It has never been seen among the younger generation. But facing that shadow, Luo Chuan had an indescribable intuition. Even if this person was older than him, he wasn't much older.

Seeing Luo Chuan return to normal instantly. The shadow seemed a little surprised. His surprise lasted only a moment. The next moment. The shadow bullet flew out, using a breathless and mysterious movement technique, and flew toward the old man sitting cross-legged in the air.

"Luo Chuan. Are you okay?" Zhou Buchen turned to look at Luo Chuan, frowning slightly.

Luo Chuan stared at the shadow that had passed ten steps behind Cao Xian. Several thoughts flashed through his mind, and he shouted: "Master Cao Xian, be careful!"

"Still trying to pull off a trick." The old man's face was cold. The more he looked at Luo Chuan and Zhou Buchen, the more displeased he became. He pinched the seals in his hand faster and faster, but Luo Chuan's reminder also made him feel a trace of the long-term cultivation of Luo Chuan. vigilance.

At this moment, the shadow had arrived one step behind the old man. His figure spread rapidly, spreading to a radius of ten steps in an instant, covering the grass fairy.

"Young man! Show up quickly!"

Two dark green divine flowers flashed in the old man's eyes. Without looking behind him, he made completely different seals with his left hand. In an instant, circles of light surrounded him, emitting a power close to the emperor level, knocking the shadows away.

Looking at Luo Chuan who was trapped in the lava stone array again, the old man's eyes were a little more complicated.

The shadow was repulsed and in the blink of an eye it had retreated to the edge of the turquoise pool.

The water in the pool was shaken by the Qi machine, and the waves were undulating. The water filled with ancient spiritual energy splashed high. Those grass seeds that looked up to peek were frightened and hid at the bottom of the pool.

not good!

Luo Chuan frowned slightly. He had already predicted the shadow's next move. If it were him, in this situation, he might choose to do the same.

Sure enough, Shadow lowered his head to look at the grass seeds in the pool, a cold light flashed in his "eyes", and reached out to grab the scattered grass seeds.

"No!" the old man roared angrily, and quickly took action to grab the shadow.

Wow!

The black energy swept across the pool, and thousands of grass seeds died in the hands of the shadow.

boom!

The shadow was knocked away by the old man, and the figure shattered and disintegrated, but slowly gathered on the other wall of the swamp cave, holding a dozen twisted and struggling grass seeds in his hand.

"Put it down." The old man stared at the shadow and glanced at the dead grass seeds floating on the water with his peripheral vision, his face full of anger and sadness.

"What to do, what to do...these are grass seeds that Master Cao Xian regards as treasures, more important than life. They are equivalent to Master Cao Xian's children...that person is so cruel." Xuanzhen Dumu The voice was depressed and weeping.

"It's over." Zhou Buchen walked behind Luo Chuan and murmured softly.

Although this Cao Xian behaves quite like today's monks and is equally decisive in killing, but like Xuanzhen Dumu, he still retains the temperament of the ancient monks before his death. He is kind and soft-hearted. At present, his fate The shadow caught the door vitally, and used the remaining grass seeds as a threat, putting him in a dilemma.

"Hahaha……"

At this moment, a burst of laughter came from the entrance of the swamp cave.

A young man in rich attire appeared in the swamp cave riding a giant turtle, followed by twelve black-robed monks riding black-armored turtles.

The shadow saw the young man in Chinese attire, holding grass seeds in his hand, and walked slowly behind the young man in Chinese attire.

"Well done."

The young man in colorful clothes took the seeds, stared at them for a long time, and smiled slightly. He raised his head, not looking at the Cao Xian, but at Luo Chuan and Zhou Buchen who were surrounded by the lava formation.

"You two are the ones who injured my cultivator of the Destruction Law Tower before?" True Lord Wuying glanced between Luo Chuan and Zhou Buchen, with a sarcastic smile on his lips: "Sure enough, none of you can reach the Heavenly Realm, but can hurt my subordinates in the Heavenly Realm, should have the qualifications to enter the Earth Ranking. It is a pity that it is better to come early than to arrive at the right time. Two geniuses who have the qualifications to enter the Earth Ranking have not yet made a name for themselves in Tianchen Continent. If you die, who will remember you?"

True Lord Wuying laughed heartily, but the shadow behind him looked at Luo Chuan and Zhou Buchen with a hint of weirdness.

"It's strange, this aura seems familiar... but it was not as powerful as it is now."

Under the seat of True Monarch Wuying, the old turtle was also looking at Luo Chuan, muttering in a low voice.

For some reason, it always felt that the aura of that scar-faced monk seemed familiar, but if it had encountered such an ugly monk, it would definitely remember it in its mind.

With his eyes back from Luo Chuan and Zhou Buchen, True Monarch Wuying looked at the trembling Xuanzhen Dumu, and finally his eyes fell on the old man wearing a bronze robe. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised: "A Xuanzhen Dumu, and a Tiangang Dishacao , are both treasures before their destruction. Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and they have all developed spirituality and are still occupying a place in this ancient world. Do you know that today's era is already our era! The aliens still want to compete with us? "

As he spoke, Wuying Zhenjun glanced at the grass seeds struggling in his hand, and with a snap of his fingers, he crushed three more seeds to death.

"Stop!" the old man shouted, his eyes full of heartache and sadness.

"If you want me to let them go, that's fine. As long as you consciously show the original shape of the grass body and cooperate with me obediently, I will let them go." Wuying Zhenjun said.

The old man's body trembled slightly, his face changed, and after a long while, he sighed, his eyes full of bitterness.

"Go! Bring him here." True Lord Wuying showed a proud look on his face. He glanced at Luo Chuan and Zhou Buchen who were trapped in the lava formation and smiled: "The ancient magic formation is indeed exquisite. That Two monks, let them live a little longer."

In the lava formation, Xuanzhen Dumu looked at the twelve Suan Ni monks who were rushing towards Lord Cao Xian. There was deep sorrow and anger on Gu Ling's face: "Why...why don't you let us go! We managed to escape with great difficulty. After that great catastrophe, we have a place to live. We are both creatures of heaven and earth. Why do we have to fight each other so hard? Why..."

With that said, Xuanzhen Dumu turned to Luo Chuan and Zhou Buchen and said urgently: "You guys quickly think of a way to save Mr. Cao Xian!"

Seeing that Luo Chuan and Zhou Buchen were calm and at ease, Xuanzhen Dumu became more and more anxious.

"I asked you before how to break this magic circle, but you haven't told me yet." Luo Chuan said.

"This... the eye of the formation is that piece of lava." Xuanzhen Dumu pointed at a huge red stone in the southeast of the magic circle. Then his eyes darkened and his voice was depressed: "But this rock is extremely hard. Only Master Cao Xian can Make it smaller.”

Luo Chuan didn't speak. Zhou Buchen, who was standing beside him, looked at the Wuying True Monarch riding on the turtle's back, and suddenly laughed in a low voice: "Luo Chuan, their appearance was already expected by you, right?"

"They were able to find the river valley before, so no matter where we go, they will find us. Instead of being chased by them, it is better to find a place to deal with them," Luo Chuan said.

"It's still the same trick I used in the Tiannan Region. But now we are in Tianchen Continent." Zhou Buchen smiled, with a burning look in his eyes. After many years, he would fight side by side with Luo Chuan again. The opponent in front of him looked very strong. The stronger the opponent, the stronger Zhou Buchen's fighting spirit.

"It's just that I didn't expect that I would be trapped here. Otherwise, those grass seeds would not have died." Luo Chuan said lightly, looking at the giant lava stone in the southeast, and pointed out.

In the past at Guangtian Pusheng, Luo Chuan once again used the magic method passed down from Patriarch Shi, and its power was no longer the same as before.

At this moment, unexpected changes occurred.

However, the grass seeds held by True Monarch Wuying suddenly broke free and twisted and broke in mid-air. However, he did not want to see his Dao Ancestor being controlled by them and committing suicide.

True Lord Wuying was startled, and then his face darkened.

"No!"

Lord Cao Xian, who had originally given up resistance, opened his eyes wide and turned red. He let out a shrill roar and struck at the twelve Suanni monks with one palm.

At the same time, Luo Chuan pointed at the giant stone.

A crack appeared in the center of the boulder. The crack spread in all directions and fell apart in an instant. (To be continued...)