Luo Fan, who was recuperating with his eyes closed, heard the monk's chanting, and for some reason felt a sense of irritability, he moved his gaze to the monk, and scolded mercilessly, "Bald donkey, shut up for me!"

As soon as these words came out, the strong men present stiffened at the same time, and they froze on the spot, they almost wanted to rub their ears to distinguish whether they were hearing disordered just now, there were people in the world who dared to scold the monk of the Demon Suppression Temple for being a bald donkey, this kind of thing was the first time they had heard of it, after several people gasped, their eyes were mixed with a faint sympathy when they looked at Luo Fan;

The people who offended the Demon Suppression Temple in the Western Desert, but few people can live in the world safely!

The monk of the Demon Suppression Temple was not angry at Luo Fan's words, turned his head, showed a kind smile, and said to Luo Fan, "I see that the donor has a strong evil spirit, so I recite this meditation mantra to expel your evil thoughts, and the donor only needs to listen quietly for three days, and he will be able to get rid of the sea of suffering!"

Luo Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was about to have a seizure, but he saw an extremely ugly young man walking in, as soon as this person stepped here, there was a gust of yin wind, this ugly young man looked at the monk of the Demon Suppression Temple and laughed wildly, "Uncle, I've been looking for you for a long time!"

The monk of the Demon Suppression Temple looked at the ugly young man, his expression seemed to be a little moved, and he sighed, before he slowly said, "I can't afford to be your uncle as a demon lord, you even dare to kill your master, let alone my uncle?"

The strong men standing on the side heard this, and their bodies began to tremble, the name of the Demon Lord in the West Desert no one knows, six thousand years ago, the peerless Tianjiao of the Demon Suppression Temple, its talent is astonishing, and he is not moved by fame and fortune, he has been practicing penance in the Demon Suppression Temple, until it was later rumored that this person killed his master and defected from the Demon Suppression Temple, and then he used a world-famous demon skill to fight against the Demon Suppression Temple, to the shock of the Western Desert monk is that even the Demon Suppression Temple is helpless against this person, coupled with its cruel means, the cultivation of supreme demon skills is called the Demon Lord!

The ugly young man laughed wildly, and then replied murderously, "Since Uncle Shi knows my intentions, then I am curious whether Uncle Shi wants me to do it, or do you sit down on your own?"

'Amitabha, this stinky skin of the old man can be discarded at any time, but it can't be until you and this donor are enlightened!' The monk of the Demon Suppression Temple pointed to Luo Fan, and said sadly;

The ugly young man glanced at Luo Fan, who was expressionless, snorted coldly, and shouted at the monk of the Demon Suppression Temple, "Okay, it's not what you say!"

The ugly young man took a step forward, and a black wind emanated from his body, and the black wind passed, and these strong men turned into pitch-black corpses and fell to the ground, but the monk of the Demon Suppression Temple pretended to be sad, and sighed, "Sins and sins, it seems that I only have demons today!"

Luo Fan didn't even look at the two people who were ready to fight, got up and flew into the distance, the ugly young man looked at Luo Fan's departing back, hesitated a little but did not choose to pursue, the aura emanating from Luo Fan's body brought him a strong sense of danger, even if he still had helpers to hide in the shadows, he didn't want to make enemies at this moment, looked at the monk in front of him, laughed mockingly, and at the moment when the four black-robed people appeared, there were four illusory light curtains around the monk of the Demon Suppression Temple;

And the ugly young man looked at the monk with a crazy expression, and shouted in a gloomy voice, 'Die!'

Although Luo Fan didn't pay attention to the battle situation behind him, he could also guess the final outcome, the strength of the ugly young man itself was higher than that of the monk of the Demon Suppression Temple, plus a few of his helpers, the monk of the Demon Suppression Temple was definitely dead or alive, but this place was not too far from the Demon Suppression Temple, and the behavior of this ugly young man was quite interesting, but as long as it did not hinder his way, he had no interest;

At noon the next day, Luo Fan looked at the huge temple not far away, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, after coming to the West Desert, he suspected that this fairy jade was in the hands of the Demon Suppression Temple, and now he saw that it was true, Luo Fan just flew outside the Demon Suppression Temple, an old monk with a wrinkled face instantly appeared in front of him, and the sudden appearance of the old monk made Luo Fan's eyelids jump, the old monk looked at Luo Fan quietly, and sighed. Several Taoist friends from the Great Sun Burning Heaven Gate really guessed correctly, the donor is between the Yanfeng Seven Clans and my Demon Suppression Temple, and the first choice must be my Demon Suppression Temple!'

Luo Fan sneered, shrugged his shoulders, and replied playfully, "What if you guessed?" The most decisive factor is what you are going to do next, take the initiative to hand it over without being angry, or let me take it myself!"

The old monk felt the murderous aura emanating from Luo Fan's body, folded his hands, shouted Amitabha, and said slowly, "Neither of these two is our answer, we sincerely hope that the donor can stay in my Demon Suppression Temple for a period of time and refine the demon barrier in his heart!"

"Oh, so you want to put me under house arrest, I just don't know if you, an old bald donkey, have this qualification!" Luo Fan's right hand became a fist, and he smashed it into the old monk with a punch, but the rosary in the old monk's hand was rapidly expanding and entangled Luo Fan's fist, but the old monk felt the domineering desolate power, and he had to withdraw quickly, Luo Fan looked at the old monk who fled in embarrassment, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a disdainful smile, and then mocked, "Master, with this bit of strength, you can't put me under house arrest!"

The old monk shook his head slightly, his body blurred, and the next second he dissipated directly in this place, and a huge tower as black as ink appeared out of thin air above Luo Fan, and then it was instantly detained, this operation did not give Luo Fan any time to react at all;

The old monk outside the tower looked at the tower and showed a happy smile, and then shouted at Luo Fan in the tower, "Donor, you are still too careless after all, I think the Demon Suppression Tower is a good place for you to go, and your fellow Taoists inside will get along with you well!"

After hearing this, Luo Fan's face in the tower instantly became gloomy, he didn't expect him to be put on the spot by this old monk, and felt the breath of the old monk outside the Demon Suppression Tower, so he replied in that cold voice, 'You have successfully provoked me, you better pray that this Demon Suppression Tower can trap me, otherwise you can wash your neck and wait for me!'

The old monk listened to Luo Fan's cruel words, as if he had heard some big joke, and said with a smug smile: "Donor, unless you can break through the holy realm, otherwise you should give up this idea as soon as possible, otherwise the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment!"

Luo Fan didn't pay any attention to the old monk, and began to look around, and soon he saw a layer of bright entrance, Luo Fan according to the records of the Void Sword Sect, knew that there were once seven floors in this Demon Suppression Tower, which imprisoned the demon cultivators of various eras, but in the battle with the Five Elements Gate, the Demon Suppression Tower was defeated by Fang Ao Tiansheng Two floors, which made the power of the entire Demon Suppression Tower drop greatly, the most important thing is that the former fault of this Demon Suppression Tower is its weakest point, no matter how the Demon Suppression Temple repairs it over the years, it can no longer be completed, and the fault in the past is the best place for him to break the tower！

Luo Fan thought of this, and rushed towards the entrance, after Luo Fan stepped into the first floor of the Demon Suppression Tower, he felt that there was a strong demonic aura permeating the place, as for these long-lasting demonic qi, it was the accumulation of generations of demon cultivators here, at this time there were many thin figures in the tower who moved their eyes to Luo Fan, they had not seen a fresh face for a long time, and some hideous monks couldn't help but quip, "Hehe, there is a new partner!"

'Ah, I feel that he is full of flesh and bones, full of blood and energy, and must be very delicious when he eats, and you can't take this ration from me!'

Luo Fan glanced at the demon cultivators here, his pupils were quickly contaminated with grayness, when his gaze moved to these people, these demon cultivators all turned into desolate qi under the power of desolation, and after doing all this, Luo Fan rushed towards the second floor of the Demon Suppression Tower;

The old monk who was chanting the scriptures outside the tower noticed that the demonic qi in the demon suppression tower on the first floor dissipated, and a look of surprise also appeared in his expression, and then he saw that the demonic qi in the second layer gradually dissipated, without giving him any time to be shocked, and the demonic qi on the third layer began to slowly dissipate, but the old monk was not calm at this time, he could naturally guess what Luo Fan had done, but the first layer, the second layer was okay to say, and most of the third layer were Nirvana Seven Heavens, The Demon Cultivator of the Eight Heavens, can't so many people unite and even support this little time?

Fortunately, the fourth layer of the Demon Suppression Tower did not move for a long time, otherwise he would really not be able to sit still, but when he thought of the strange and terrifying existence in the fifth layer, he put his mind at ease;

Because the Western Desert was too far away from the Southern Wilderness, and the Great Sun Burning Heaven Gate deliberately concealed some important information, of course the old monk didn't know that Luo Fan had a holy weapon in his hand, otherwise he would have to consider whether he would treat Luo Fan like this;

In the fourth layer of the Demon Suppression Tower, a dark giant shadow slashed at Luo Fan with a dark knife in his hand, Luo Fan repelled several powerful monsters with one palm, and when the gray light flashed in his eyes, the power of desolation instantly turned the dark knife and the dark giant shadow into a barren aura, as Luo Fan's sight passed, these monsters comparable to the Great Perfection of Nirvana all wailed and dissipated, Luo Fan looked at the monsters that never stopped one after another, did not continue to entangle, swept out the nearby monsters, and turned into a heavy phantom and rushed into the entrance of the fifth layer;

After entering the fifth layer, Luo Fan found that this place was strangely quiet, and soon his complexion changed, and he looked solemnly at an old soul body not far away, and the soul breath that came to his face made his black hair and clothes dance constantly, it was the first time he had seen such a powerful soul body, especially the aura emitted by this soul body was somewhat similar to the soul reincarnation technique, which made him feel even more novel;

At this time, the soul body was also looking at Luo Fan, he stared at it for a while, and then laughed wildly, "Haha, this body of yours, the deity is very satisfied, mortal, you should feel honored, because you can be used as a container for the deity to set foot in the immortal realm, and make the cultivation of the immortal realm tremble!"

The corners of Luo Fan's mouth showed a playful smile, and he quipped, "So you want to take me away?" As soon as Luo Fan's words fell, his powerful soul breath slowly released out, and this soul body felt the soul breath emanating from Luo Fan, but it was even more unscrupulous and laughed, "Very good, your soul is indeed very strong, but unfortunately, no matter how strong your soul is, in front of my Soul Transformation and Reincarnation Technique, it is a joke, forget it, how can a person from the Nether know the name of the Nine Forbidden Arts!"

Luo Fan's eyes narrowed, his expression was as strange as he could, the soul breath revealed by this person seemed to be somewhat similar to the spirit reincarnation technique, but Luo Fan could feel the essential difference with him, this soul body seemed to be powerful under the foundation but there was a kind of vanity that only he could perceive, for others this soul body was powerful and could not be resisted, but for Luo Fan, who had the spirit reincarnation technique, this soul body was too fragile, and it could even be said to be a tonic!