Supreme Immortal Demon

"Luo Chuan... could it be..."

Fairy Yuxing stared at the white-robed monk opposite her, but another face flashed through her mind. It was a blurry face. Before today, almost no one knew what that person really looked like. They only knew that he called himself Luo Chuan, and together with Emperor Bailong, he broke out of the Wanqiu Ancient Heavenly Tower, which had never been entered before, and became a legend.

Luo Chuan... they were both called Luo Chuan, and they were equally mysterious. One of them once made Emperor Bailong call him brother, and the other made the evil star Nanli terrified. Could these two Luo Chuans... be the same person?

Not only Fairy Yuxing, but also Young Master Tianhu, Young Master Kunhai... most of the monks present had the legend that once shocked the Nine Heavens in the past in their minds. One of the two protagonists of that legend was a mysterious monk named Luo Chuan.

"Master Luo. So your real name is Luo Chuan." Fairy Yuxing restrained her expression and smiled at Luo Chuan: "I wonder if you are the leader of the famous cannon fodder camp?"

Hearing this, all the cultivators pricked up their ears and waited attentively for Luo Chuan's answer.

Luo Chuan glanced at Nan Li who looked like he was watching a good show not far away, and secretly rolled his eyes. He knew when he entered Yingxian City that his identity would not be hidden for long, and Donghua Sect had already known it.

"That's right." Luo Chuan said.

Although nearly a hundred cultivators present had already guessed it, when they heard Luo Chuan admit it himself, they were still shocked, and at the same time, they were also a little happy. For a long time, the mysterious leader of the cannon fodder camp who had never shown his face again was finally exposed to the world. And they were also the first to know about this.

"No wonder."

Young Master Kunhai and Young Master Yanfu exchanged glances, and when they looked at Luo Chuan again, they completely changed their expressions, showing kindness in respect.

"I didn't know the true identity of Brother Luo before, and I hope you will forgive me for offending me."

"It turned out that the leader of the cannon fodder camp came. Haha, if Brother Luo is free, please come to my Yanfu Dao Mansion as a guest."

Although the two of them were geniuses on the Earth List, they were facing a legendary figure in the past. The leader of the cannon fodder camp who could make geniuses on the Heaven List succumb. They had no intention of competing with each other. They only wanted to eliminate the previous misunderstanding and make friends.

Luo Chuan had no good feelings for them, so he was too lazy to pay attention. At this time, his eyes fell on the "Bai" monk behind Fairy Yuxing. He was the only one who was unusually calm among the crowd. It seemed that he had already known Luo Chuan's identity.

"Haha, I said that you people, in addition to kicking someone when he is down, like to curry favor with the powerful. You claim to be a famous and upright sect, but in fact, it's nothing more than that." It was Nanli who walked behind Luo Chuan and chuckled.

Looking at Nanli with a sneer on his face, everyone's eyes were complicated and distant.

Although Nanli's state of mind has recovered a little, his injuries have not fully recovered. If he takes action at this time, he will have a chance to capture and kill him. Once he recovers, there will be no chance. More importantly, Nanli is a person who holds grudges very much. , today, everyone failed to add insult to injury, and he will definitely come to their door in the future to take revenge one by one.

Including Fairy Yuxing, Young Master Tianhu and others, their auras are still locked on Nanli, but they dare not take action.

What everyone is worried about is the mysterious leader of the cannon fodder camp in front of Nanli.

Although Luo Chuan seriously injured Nanli, the conversation between the two seemed very familiar, and for a moment, it was difficult to guess his position.

Young Master Tianhu pondered for a long time, looked at Luo Chuan with a complicated look, and asked: "I wonder which side Fellow Daoist Luo stands on today?"

"Do you still want to kill him?" Luo Chuan glanced at everyone and said lightly.

"Haha, in fact, Fellow Daoist Luo does not need to stand on either side, as long as he does not help either side, my Tianxing Saint Sect will be regarded as your kindness. Not only the Tianxing Saint Sect, but also any sect in Tianchen Continent that has been harmed by Nanli will feel I am so excited." Fairy Yuxing said with a smile.

Luo Chuan frowned slightly and looked at Fairy Yuxing: "I have said it very clearly before. If you want to kill Nanli, wait until he recovers from his injury and then use your real ability. "

Fairy Yuxing took a deep breath, and the smile on her face did not diminish: "So, the leader of the cannon fodder camp is going to go against the ten major sects of Tianchen? Although Master Luo is famous, the cannon fodder camp is also very powerful. It is said that there are nearly two hundred iron-blooded monks in the Daolun realm, but compared with the ten major sects, it seems to be a little inferior. "

Luo Chuan took a deep look at Fairy Yuxing, and suddenly smiled: "If Nanli really offended the ten major sects, why would Donghua Sect invite him to come? Don't use the Tianxing Holy Sect to pressure me. Do you think I don't know that you just see that Nanli is injured. After today, do you still dare to clamor like this? "

Luo Chuan's tone was full of sarcasm, and he was intimidating without being angry.

Fairy Yuxing finally showed a hint of coldness in her eyes, and the other cultivators did not dare to step forward. Nan Li's reputation was already big enough, and even if he was injured, it would not reduce his deterrence, not to mention that there was another unfathomable leader of the cannon fodder camp. If these two stood in the same camp, they would only die.

"Nan Li, today's matter ends here."

Luo Chuan turned his head and said to Nan Li.

"The leader of the cannon fodder camp is really so powerful." Nan Li's tone was slightly complicated.

The two of them were about to leave, one facing north and the other facing south.

Just then, a burst of women's laughter came from not far away.

"It's just a cannon fodder camp composed of some desperate people, but it makes you so afraid. The young generation of the Tianchen Sect is really worse than the previous generation."

The sound of breaking wind sounded, and the aura of the leader was strong, faintly higher than that of Elder Chen of the Yushen Sect whom Luo Chuan had met before.

In less than an instant, four more monks appeared in front of the mountain pillar. These four were all female Taoists, with white hair and childlike faces. Each one had a more profound aura. The weakest one was also at the first level of the heavens. The female Taoist who was the leader, she His cultivation level has reached the sub-emperor level.

Seeing the visitor, Fairy Yuxing suddenly showed a hint of surprise on her face. She took three steps forward and bowed respectfully: "This disciple has met Master and several uncles. Master, you are finally here."

Young Master Tianhu and others also looked respectful and stepped forward to worship: "See Taoist Priest Liuyue."

The leading female Taoist had no expression on her face, just nodded slightly, and looked at Luo Chuan, looking up and down.

In an instant, Luo Chuan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was filled with ice.

At the same time, there was a slight fluctuation from the Ten Thousand Tribulations Ominous Spirit Tower. The fluctuation came from Bai Yiqing. Apparently Bai Yiqing also noticed the arrival of the masters from the Heavenly Star Sect.

Luo Chuan's heart tightened, and his energy surged out, suppressing the slightest fluctuation.

"Elder Chen of the Yu Shen Sect, were you injured?" Taoist Priest Liu Yue looked at Luo Chuan and asked calmly.

Before Luo Chuan could speak, Nan Li behind him spat low and said through the message: "It's bad luck! Luo Chuan, it's really bad luck to stay with you! Even this old Taoist nun is here!"

Taoist priest Liu Yue's ears twitched slightly, his gaze crossed Luo Chuan, fell towards Nanli, and said calmly: "When it comes to bad luck, no one is as unlucky as you, Nanli. By the way, you and I, the Tianxing Holy Sect, 'borrowed' that Baisancao , when are you going to return it?”

"Didn't I say this before that this junior will definitely return it if it can be as short as a hundred years or as long as five hundred years." Nan Li chuckled, quietly reached out and touched Luo Chuan's back, and wrote the word "escape".

Luo Chuan remained motionless. The Qi of the three female Taoists of the All-Heaven Realm beside Taoist Priest Liuyue had locked him tightly. If he moved even slightly, he would be attacked by the three female Taoists of the All-Heaven Realm. Coupled with Taoist Priest Liuyue, who has an aura as high as the sub-emperor level, Luo Chuan is not sure about the Holy Sect of Heavenly Star before the True Monarch of the Dharmakaya Sky Snake comes back.

Liuyue... Luo Chuan thought silently in his heart. He didn't know where he had heard these two names before, but he felt they sounded familiar.

"Yuxing, since you have met little friend Nanli and you know that little friend Nanli owes me Zong Baisancao, why don't you 'invite' little friend Nanli back." Taoist Priest Liuyue glanced at Fairy Yuxing , said quite reproachfully.

Fairy Yuxing cupped her hands and said, "Reporting to Master, it's not that this disciple is incompetent, but... this fellow Daoist Luo is not very happy."

"Luo Chuan, the master of the cannon fodder camp who broke out of the miserable cold days with the White Dragon Emperor in the past?" Taoist priest Liu Yue looked at Luo Chuan and suddenly smiled faintly: "I think your bone age is only around thirty years old. More than ten years ago, I was only about 20 years old. What level of cultivation did I have at that time? How could I subdue the thugs in the Ten Thousand Prisoners Ancient Sky Tower and still be brothers with the White Dragon Emperor?"

After hearing what Taoist Priest Liu Yue said, all the monks looked at Xiang Luo Chuan and were secretly shocked. They were intimidated by Luo Chuan's reputation as the master of the cannon fodder camp, and subconsciously regarded Luo Chuan as a senior expert. Naturally, they had no doubts. But Priest Liuyue revealed Luo Chuan's bone age with one word. Just imagine, more than ten years ago, a monk under the age of twenty would have become a legend in the Great Tragedy and Bitter Cold World. How is this possible?

"What the Taoist Master means...is this Luo Chuan fake?" Young Master Tianhu's eyes flashed and he was the first to ask.

"Otherwise, do you think that a twenty-year-old young monk can really be on an equal footing with the White Dragon Emperor?" Another elder of the Heavenly Star Holy Sect said calmly.

Hearing this, the minds of the monks present suddenly became active.

The white-robed monk was indeed strong, but his intimidation came more from his identity as the master of the cannon fodder camp. Now that the name is gone, it is equivalent to losing the halo. A young monk with a bone age of about thirty, no matter how talented he is, can be on the Heavenly Ranking due to his strength, but the people present are all monks who are from the powerful forces in Tianchen. Relying on the power behind him, Who can really be afraid of him?

"So that's it. He and Nanli put on a good show."

"Ashamed, ashamed, I was almost fooled by him."

"The immortals from the Tianxing Holy Sect arrived just in time and exposed this person's disguise."

The monks all said that with the presence of Taoist Priest Liu Yue and others, they no longer had the fear and fear before when they looked at Luo Chuan.

In the crowd, the monk surnamed "Bai" seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and there was a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes as he looked at Luo Chuan.

Catching that smile, a figure emerged in Luo Chuan's mind, coming from the wrathful sea of ​​Baiyuan, commanding thousands of flying boats.

is her. He even disguised himself as a male cultivator and almost hid it from her. (To be continued...)