The square was full of disciples at some point.

Cranes dance in the sky, the stars are full of sky, the moon is shining, and the night is as white as day.

Including Linggu, everyone was in a trance.

They didn't know what was going on.

The one thing they remembered was that Luo Chuan ran to the main hall with murderous spirits. What happened after that, they couldn't remember.

They had all heard the conversation between the old man and Luo Chuan.

Although they didn't understand, they understood one thing: Luo Chuan still failed to succeed after all, not only was he driven away by Shizun, but even the natal vitality that he had improved over the years had to be taken back by Shizun.

The moonlight is like water, like fine mercury, sprinkled all over the Heavenly Dao Peak.

At the foot of Luo Chuan, a long river appeared.

The water is bright and dark, and the white waves are rolling.

On the bank of the long river, there is the ancient southern region of Tiannan. And on the other side, there is the future Tiannan Region.

A huge wave rushed towards Luo Chuan, lifting him high.

Stepping on the waves, Luo Chuan turned around and looked at the old man without a way: "Actually, you are wrong." ”

"Oh, what's wrong with the poor road? The old man's eyes flashed with wisdom.

"In the past, the present and the future, not only are the Taos different, but even the state of mind of the cultivators is also different. Luo Chuan smiled: "You call yourself a poor Tao, and we call ourselves this Tao, which is the biggest difference." The future of the road shijie, people's hearts are not ancient. If people do not do it for themselves, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed. If you have compassion, you will only perish. ”

"Perhaps. The old man said lightly: "The poor Dao has made up his mind, no matter what you say." It's just a waste of words. You have perseverance, you have understanding, and you have determination. It's a pity that you're not the one you're looking for. ”

"Although the natal vitality you have gained over the years will be taken back by the poor path. You can have your qualifications, and in the future Tiannan Region, you will be able to get ahead. It's just that he can no longer reach the top of the Nine Heavens Realm. ”

"The years are long, there is no way in ancient and modern times!

The old man shook the sleeves of his robe.

From the long river of time. Divide a black wave. Wrapped in the mysterious liliang, brush to Luo Chuan!

On the Heavenly Dao Peak, the disciples had complicated expressions. There is unbearability, there are regrets. There is also sympathy.

That black wave was like a terrible nightmare. is about to take away the fruits of Senior Brother Luo's hard work over the years.

Laughter rang in their ears.

"There is no way. You're wrong again. ”

The old man was stunned: "What's wrong with the poor way." ”

Looking at the menacing black tide, Luo Chuan's eyelids slowly raised: "How do you know, I didn't understand?"

The old man was stunned suddenly: "Enlightenment, enlightenment!"

"Of course it's the truth of this era!" Luo Chuan said loudly. His hands were closed at some point, one pointing to the sky and the other to the ground.

Rise out!

But this immortal and demonic artistic conception has an extra vast and primitive atmosphere!

Time passes, heaven and earth are primitive!

Airplanes!

In front of the main hall of the mountain peak, the ancient bell let out a long roar! The sound overwhelmed the sea tide and the mountain wind! Gradually, not only the ancient bell, but also the entire Heavenly Dao Peak was roaring!

"The Enlightenment Bell has ringed!"

"Oh my God, what the hell is going on!"

"What's the matter, the Enlightenment Bell has never sounded like this!"

The disciples exclaimed, and everyone changed color.

The old man of Wudao shook his body, his cheeks flushed strangely, and he stared at Luo Chuan incredulously: "Primitive!

"There is a way in Tiannan, leading the people. Throughout the ages, the original one. ”

On the long river of time, Luo Chuan pinched out a wonderful seal in his hand, his long hair was flying, his eyes were chaotic, and a vast and distant aura was conceived from his body.

The black wave is close at hand, overwhelming!

"I have preached the primitive, ancient and modern lineage, and I should inherit it! You are a long river of time, shuttling between the past and the present, why do you stop me!"

Boom!

The black wave slammed into Luo Chuan's palm!

The chaos in Luo Chuan's eyes was completely dissipated, and a flash of essence suddenly erupted: "Don't retreat quickly!"

"Retreat!"

"Retreat!"

"Retreat!"

The black waves overlapped in Luo Chuan's palm, wave after wave!

Under Luo Chuan's order, the black wave fell like a mountain, and suddenly retreated backwards! Wave after wave! Finally, it collapsed in the long river of time!

"Ancient and modern times are a river, and reincarnation is a circle. The reincarnation of the river can prove the primitiveness. ”

On the long white river, the waves are blooming, and the ripples are stacked.

Luo Chuan raised his head and looked at the starry sky in the Ancient Heavenly Southern Region again.

This is also the first time he Zuihou saw those six stars.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Chuan stepped on the waves, walked into the white river, and strode towards the other side.

On the Heavenly Dao Peak, the sound echoed and endured endlessly.

One after another, the qi machines rose from the long river of time and rushed towards the starry sky, gradually covering Luo Chuan's back.

The old man looked at the six stars in the night sky.

"Could it be that the poor road is really wrong?"

"If that's right, why won't time stop you? ”

"Ancient and modern times are a river, and reincarnation is a circle...... You crossed the river and saw through the circle...... Time can't help you. ”

"Wait...... How could it be that he actually changed history!"

The old man's face changed sharply, and he was stunned on the spot.

In the middle of the night, the old man stretched out his hand to the sky, grabbed a starlight, and hurriedly counted it.

"Thankfully, he didn't change history. It only changed the number of lives of one person......" After a long time, the old man Wudao breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes changed slightly: "Ziyun? Could it be that he can also escape the catastrophe of annihilation?"

......

In the teleportation courtyard in front of the Divine Beast Valley, the Patriarch paced back and forth, his anxious look completely revealed on his face.

From top to bottom of the Void Mountain Realm, the elders all had worried faces, looking at the huge water mirror from time to time, exchanging glances with each other.

"Ten days. Lao Yuan, it's better to stop. Fang Old Ancestor of the Boundless Cave Mansion said lightly: "In the history of my Tiannan Domain, no one has ever stayed on the Ancient Beast Path for more than three days. Even the palace master of Tianhua Palace eight hundred years ago returned after three days. ”

"Lao Fang is right. The Flying Snow Sect Flower Ancestor bowed his head and said, "On the Ancient Beast Road." The danger is abnormal, and it is not an exaggeration to die nine times for a lifetime. Of the genius monks who have always entered the Ancient Beast Dao, except for those three people, only twenty percent of the monks can turn around within one pillar of incense, and the remaining eighty percent have never returned. ”

While speaking, the two ancestors secretly exchanged glances, and they were both very satisfied.

They witnessed Luo Chuan, under the pursuit of the elders of Kunting Mountain, break through the first six levels like a bamboo, and so far. There is no longer a feeling of amazement in their hearts. In its place, there was a strong sense of jealousy.

"Bullshit. The Patriarch glared angrily.

Old Ancestor Fang forcibly endured the pleasure in his heart, and sighed faintly: "Old Yuan, you just admit it." Steel is easy to break, although this Luo Chuan is not a genius. It's a pity that he is too obsessed. This kind of mind. In the early stages of the practice. It is easiest to bring about self-destruction. ”

"your fart!" Patriarch was so angry that his body trembled, but he couldn't find the words to deal with it, deep in his eyes. Gradually, there was a little more sorrow.

Old Ancestor Fang shook his head, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Not far behind the three ancestors, the seven Mo Wuchang stood obediently, their heads drooping, their fists clenched, and the joy in their eyes was hidden.

Beside them, each stood a middle-aged monk with a profound aura.

These seven monks are all the heads of the seven great families, and when they heard that their children had caused a big disaster, they all rushed to the Valley of the Divine Beasts.

Unlike the Seven Ink Impermanence, the seven family heads were calm on the surface, but there was nervousness in their eyes.

What they care about is not Luo Chuan's life and death, but the consequences after Luo Chuan's death.

The Void Mountain Ancestor was angry, and it was bound to implicate them. Although their family is known as the Eight Great Families, it can be compared to the Void Mountain Realm, but it is the difference between ants and lions.

The head of the Mo family looked solemn, and the afterglow caught the joy at the corner of Mo Wuchang's mouth, and a nameless anger suddenly rose in his heart, if it weren't for the presence of several ancestors, he would have slapped him earlier.

Also in the same mood is the sweaty Zhao Courtyard Master, how much he hopes that Luo Chuan can appear at this moment, the anger of the ancestor is definitely not something that he can bear as the Courtyard Master of the First District.

As time passed, Courtyard Master Zhao's mood became more and more desperate.

He has been in charge of the Divine Beast Valley for decades, how can he not know the consequences of entering the seventh level, Luo Chuan has been in for ten days, and there has been no movement so far. According to years of experience, Luo Chuan will never be able to come back.

The afternoon sun poured into the teleportation courtyard, and for a while, all beings were in a variety of ways.

There is only one person who is always calm.

Next to the demon master, Lu Ping closed his eyes and recuperated, as if he was secretly practicing the natal exercises.

When an elder saw Lu Ping, he couldn't help it anymore: "Lu Ping, aren't you worried...... At this time, you can still cultivate. Hey!"

Lu Ping opened his eyes, looked at the water mirror, and said calmly: "What is there to worry about." ”

"You ......" The elder looked at Lu Ping, his expression complicated, as if he was a little unbearable.

Old Ancestor Fang glanced at Lu Ping, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he quickly retracted, and then turned to Old Ancestor: "Old Yuan." If you want to wait, just continue to wait, this ancestor is a little tired, so I will leave first. ”

"Lao Yuan, Ben Dao is also gone. The Flying Snow Flower Ancestor sighed lightly and arched his hand towards the Patriarch.

The two Ancestors glanced at each other and were about to walk towards the teleportation circle.

The sun had risen to the middle of the sky, and the huge water mirror under the sun seemed to shake and a ripple appeared.

The Patriarch's body trembled, and his eyes widened, and the elders of the Void Mountain Realm also widened their eyes.

The ripples dissipated, and in the water mirror, the ancient hall was still empty.

Old Ancestor Fang shook his head and laughed, his front foot had already stepped away.

Airplanes!

The water mirror suddenly let out a sharp tremble, as if an unbearable liliang fell from the sky, broke the mana barrier, and forcibly poured into the water mirror!

Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

......

Dense ripple marks appeared on the water mirror, as if a tortoise shell with dense lines was about to crack.

Everyone was stunned.

Fang Laozu stopped, turned his head to look at the water mirror, his body shook suddenly, and the whole person was stunned on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning.

White waves of water rushed down from above into the sixth bronze hall.

In the waves, a figure appeared, which was vague at first, but later, it became clearer and clearer.

It's Luo Chuan!

The patriarch clenched his fists, his body trembled slightly, and after a while, he finally couldn't help but raise his head and daxiao, heartily.

The Demon Swinger and the other elders were surprised and delighted, and their faces were full of smiles. (To be continued......)