Roar!

The cry of pain echoed in the black leaf forest, spreading in all directions to Taiping Guang Town.

The masters of the Eight Desolations War Regiment stopped one after another, looking at the turtle head that was still shaking at Luo Chuan's feet, their faces were a little pale, the blood bat brothers looked at each other in horror, Da Bai dropped the deer legs and stared at the boss, even the old ghost sword fairy was sweating, and kept wiping the sweat on his forehead.

Luo Chuan's explosion of Xuan Zhenzi's three heads in a row was enough to shock them, but what really stunned them was the scene just now. The head of the second-emperor level half-blood Xuanwu was twisted off by Luo Chuan's hand like this...... Luo Chuan's explosive arm strength is terrifying.

"Begging for mercy! This way begs for mercy! The Governor of the Metropolitan has spared his life! I know that I am wrong...... I was wrong......"

Xuan Zhenzi couldn't be stiff anymore, and fell to his knees, curled up in a ball, holding his head and begging for mercy loudly.

Luo Chuan sneered, and another punch was blasted out!

Syllable!

Xuan Zhenzi's ninety-nine pattern turtle shell shattered into slag under Luo Chuan's fist, and the remaining strength was shaken, and four more heads were shattered, leaving only the last snake head trembling in the wind.

"The Metropolitan Governor spares ......" Xuan Zhenzi shouted in despair, but there was no hope in his heart.

His last pair of eyes saw the ruthlessness on Luo Chuan's face and the coldness in his eyes, which was a completely cold and absolute expression. Not only Xuan Zhenzi himself, but most of the masters of the Eight Desolations War Group also knew that Xuan Zhenzi probably wouldn't survive tonight...... Regardless of whether he finally gave in or not, from the very beginning, Luo Chuan had no intention of sparing him.

But at this moment, the tall and thin monk at Luo Chuan's feet suddenly moved his brows.

In an instant, Luo Chuan's killing intent dissipated, and all his attention was focused on the Erawan Buddha.

"You will protect the Dharma for me, and you will not be disturbed for three days. Unless the Sword Ancestor clone appears. ”

Luo Chuan quickly finished speaking. Picking up the Erawan Buddha, he didn't care about Yuan Xiao at the foot of the other side, and flew towards the depths of the Black Leaf Forest. The sword ancestor clone is naturally to be removed, but the secret method of the universal sages possessed by the ancient Buddha on all sides also makes Luo Chuan's heart move. Taking advantage of the fact that the ancient Buddha on all sides was unconscious, Luo Chuan still had a chance to find the secret.

In the black leaf forest, those unruly figures bent down one after another. lowered his head and bowed respectfully to Luo Chuan. Everywhere Luo Chuan went, the masters of the Eight Desolations War Regiment all knelt down on one knee, for fear of going to Xuan Zhenzi's footsteps.

Outside the black leaf forest, Ghost Ji took a qiē into her eyes, and her heart beat faster. She is Luo Chuan's confidant, but she has also lived in the Border Desolate Blood Castle over the years, committed to the development of the Void Teleportation Node, and has heard of Luo Chuan's deeds. But I don't really know Luo Chuan's strength, and the news of Luo Chuan's defeat of the emperor in the mixed sea has not yet come.

"The Metropolitan Governor...... It's so strong...... No wonder the Heavenly Sea Demon Monarch didn't dare to have any other thoughts when he broke through the Emperor. Onihime murmured.

At this moment, a low groan sounded, but it was the luthier who had been left behind by the Governor of the Metropolitan who woke up slowly.

After Luo Chuan left, Gen Mako turned into a human form, clenched her fists, lowered her head, and her teeth creaked. He has nine heads and nine bodies. There are nine lives, but today Luo Chuan took eight at a time. I don't know how long it will take to regenerate. What's more, after being taught by Luo Chuan today, Xuan Zhenzi was disgraced, and he could no longer raise his head in the Eight Desolations War Regiment.

The afterglow fell to the "piano master" on the side, and Xuan Zhenzi was born out of his guts and suddenly made a move. slapped Yuan Xiao with a slap, but he simply wanted to vent the anger in his heart.

Seeing this scene, Onihime's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and there was a faint expression of expectation in her beautiful eyes.

"You want to kill me?"

Yuan Xiao raised his head, his face was still confused a moment ago. The next moment was already fully awake.

Airplanes!

The sound of the piano sounded, and an innate Xuan pattern flew out from Yuan Xiao's fingertips, hitting Xuan Zhenzi. Xuan Zhenzi's body shook for a moment, and then it was torn apart, and his body turned into powder and spread in the forest.

Shocked! The masters of the Eight Desolations War Regiment were dumbfounded again.

"Heavenly ...... He is a Tianmen monk, a Tianmen monk who can kill a second-emperor level mixed-blood Xuanwu in seconds...... What kind of monster is this captive of the Grand Duke......" Onihime's body flickered, and her mind went blank.

Fortunately, after a while, she came back to her senses, and without thinking, she immediately flew into the forest and walked towards Yuan Xiao, with a gentle smile on her face.

A Heavenly Gate monk of this level, even if he is captured by the Grand Governor, will definitely be reused, but no matter what, such a character will not succumb to the small land of the Border Desolate Blood Castle...... It's ridiculous that I was afraid that they would seize power. Wait, this person is already a monk of the Heavenly Gate, and who is the monk who was taken away by the Grand Duke?

Oni Ji didn't continue to think about it, blushing at her ridiculous cautious eyes before, and thinking about how to stabilize this powerful Tianmen monk during the days of the Dadu Governor's retreat, and by the way, he could also set it up.

After all, Yuan Xiao was not as shrewd and sophisticated as Ghost Ji, and after a few words, he was stabilized by Ghost Ji, no longer entangled with Luo Chuan, curiously looked at the monster-filled Eight Desolation Battle Group, and muttered from time to time. As everyone knows, in the eyes of the members of the Eight Desolation War Group, this Tianmen monk who killed Xuan Zhenzi in one move is the real monster.

In the depths of the Black Leaf Forest, Luo Chuan has also settled down in the face of the Erawan Buddha. Although the four-faced Buddha said that the secret method of the Holy Buddha was carried by him, it would definitely not be stored in the form of scrolls or secret books, it was more likely that it was hidden in the sea of thoughts of the ancient Buddha of the Four Faces or in a certain imprint in his body, and what Luo Chuan had to do next was to find the secret method of the Holy Buddha before the Four Faces Buddha woke up.

Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, two days had passed.

Bang!

On the edge of Taiping Guangzhen, in the void and chaotic sea, two groups of young monks of about a hundred people collided together.

The chaotic sea was churning, the tide ebbed and flowed, and the alien beasts that were freed in the void and chaotic sea outside the town died in large numbers, or were shocked to death by the aftermath of the Dao power, or were directly killed by the young monks who were fighting between the two sides.

In the blood-stained chaos, outside the hills on the border of Taipingguang Town, thousands of people gathered.

These thousands of monks came from more than thirty large and medium-sized forces, including human monks, demonic monks, and demon cultivators. They stood on a high uphill slope, either playfully or calmly looking at the monks on both sides, whispering a few words from time to time.

"It looks like the Lee's Flying Bear Department is going to win. A hundred elite cultivators of the Dao Wheel Realm are good at the way of flying bears smashing into the sky, and their talents are extremely powerful. ”

"This is not necessarily, the young monks of the Wu Clan's Green Fox Department are all good at the technique of forbidden attacks. It is said that the number of monks in the Qinghu Department has reached as many as 3,000, which is the largest number of monks among the eighteen surnames. ”

"There are 3,000 monks in one Qinghu department, and even if the base of the rest of the surname department is a little smaller, it is impossible to have less than 1,000 people...... The number of monks with these eighteen surnames is as high as 20,000...... It's a behemoth. ”

"Hehe, what is this, the eighteen surnames are not the one with the largest number of people in the Heavenly Sect. ”

"However, the eighteen surnames are already the strongest veins of the Tiantian Sect, not only have there been many geniuses, but also a big vein master has risen. That Wu Damai Lord was already able to fight with the Emperor when he was not an emperor, and last year he broke through the emperor and officially became the Eighteen Surnames and One Vein Master...... He's in Taiping Guangzhen right now. ”

"The Tianshuzong can be said to have made a bloody investment this time, not only the master of Wu Damai, but also Lan Xiaosheng, who is second on the heavenly list, is here. ”

"Lan Xiaosheng, I haven't heard from him for a long time. Today's Tianbang has almost become a stage for Luo Chuanluo's small giants to dominate and stand out from the crowd, Lan Xiaosheng can't sit still?"

The Li Clan's Flying Bear Department and the Wu Clan's Green Fox Sect, which everyone is talking about, are two of the eighteen surnames of the Tianshu Sect, the top major sects in the Tianchen Continent. The total population of the monk base of these two departments is around 5,000, and the eighteen surnames and one line are only one of the nine major veins of the Tiantian Sect, and the number of monks in the remaining eight veins is not less than the eighteen surnames and one lineage. In addition to the nine veins, the Heavenly Number Sect also has three halls and four sects...... The number of monks of the Heavenly Sect can be seen. With such a large number of monks, a top sect in the Tianchen Continent has been constructed that ranks among the top three in the top three with rapid development, and in these years, the status of the Heavenly Sect has already surpassed the profound Heavenly Star Holy Gate.

If it weren't for the rise of the Arctic Emperor restricting the development of the major forces in the Tianchen Continent, the Tianshu Sect might be able to challenge the Tianchen First Sect a little in the near future. Such a behemoth naturally does not lack a corresponding competition system, such as eye ...... Boom, there was another loud bang, and the Li Flying Bears, who had the upper hand, were defeated and retreated. The hundreds of disciples of the Wu Clan's Green Fox Sect turned the tide of battle amid the cheers of the monks on the high slope, instantly gaining the upper hand and expelling the disciples of the Flying Bear Sect from the Void Chaos Sea.

"Okay! Bendo won! Hahaha......"

"Ben Dao also won! Ben Dao is also betting on the Green Fox Department!"

"Bah! This drama is ...... Why did the Flying Bear have the upper hand and suddenly lose! They must have cheated!"

"Bad luck! What a fucking bad luck! Young Master Ben lost 30,000 Holy Yuan coins! Waste, what a bunch of waste!"

"It is said that the Flying Bear Department is the weakest of the eighteen surnames of the Tianshu Sect, and it is really not false at all......!

The hundreds of Flying Bear disciples who climbed ashore had ugly faces, and they looked angrily at the laughing and scolding crowd on the high slope. They and the Blue Fox Sect didn't deal with each other very well, how could they deliberately lose to each other, but losing was losing, they could endure being defeated by the same sect, but they couldn't bear to be ridiculed by the monks outside the Heavenly Number Sect.

Looking at the thousands of monks outside the high slope, a cloud of anger was slowly brewing in the hearts of the disciples of the Flying Bear Sect.

Not far away, several well-dressed young monks were scolding and venting their anger after losing money.

At this moment, a void black bee flew from the oblique thorn, and when it appeared, it was silent, but it suddenly changed in the sky above the heads of the three young monks, and turned into a flaming flying bear ghost-faced broadsword, which quickly slashed down from top to bottom.

The three young monks let out a scolding and retreated, their bodies flowing like catkins raised in the wind, blending with a gentle artistic conception to avoid the sneak attack of the Flying Bear Ghost Face Knife.

Although they avoided this Flying Bear Ghost Face Knife, in an instant, three more Flying Bear Ghost Face Knives flew out of the oblique stab, slashing off the arms of the three monks one by one...... (To be continued......)