On both sides of the long street, there are Yushu Hua Pavilion, and there are also Xianjia Daofu.

Luo Chuan and Bai Yiqing chatted while walking, and had a general understanding of the situation in the Apocalypse Jingzhong.

Maybe it was a secret confrontation with Sima Wuji, or maybe something outside the city had already come, and there were no complications along the way. But Luo Chuan always felt that something was wrong.

After completing the first three turns of "Nine Deaths and One Life" and opening up the secret realm of Tianmen, Luo Chuan's intuition became more keen. Within a radius of 100 steps, the softness of the feathers and the lightness of the hair could not hide his intuition.

Closing his eyes, Luo Chuan's mind rose to the gate of heaven, ten miles of land, and he had a panoramic view.

I saw green cranes flying in mid-air, the size of a palm, although they were dotted with rune paper, they were lifelike. These blue cranes are invisible cranes that cannot be seen with the naked eye, and are specially used to transmit secret messages.

The thought fell to Feihe, and Luo Chuan faintly saw the words "Zhou Buchen" and "Luo Chuan".

In addition to the green cranes that flew to the depths of Apocalypse Beijing, Luo Chuan also saw one little ghost after another.

There are three-foot-tall white-haired ghosts, three-foot-tall blue-faced ghosts, and fangs and red-haired ghosts...... More than 100 imps occupy all corners of the long street, standing or climbing, following Luo Chuan and Bai Yiqing all the way.

Luo Chuan opened his eyes, and there were only monks shuttling back and forth on the long street of Apocalypse Jing in the sun.

"Bai Yiqing. ”

"How. ”

"The reason why I came to Apocalypse Capital is probably no longer a secret. ”

Bai Yiqing stopped and glanced at Luo Chuan: "To be precise, from the moment you entered the Apocalypse Capital, everyone already knew that you were here to save Zhou Buchen." ”

"This makes it even more difficult. Luo Chuan rubbed his forehead.

"You're thinking wrong. Bai Yiqing looked at the high-rise pavilion in the distance of the long street, shook his head and said, "Luo Chuan, you still don't know the monks of Tianqijing. The monks of the Apocalypse Capital are mainly the children of the Immortal Family Daofu, and they are proud of themselves as the pride of the sky, they are very xenophobic, and they look down on the monks outside the Great Xia Dynasty. ”

"Even if they know what I'm trying to do, they'll just take it as a joke?"

"That's fine. The more they despise us, the more opportunities there are. Bai Yiqing said.

"There is an opportunity to take advantage ......of it" Luo Chuan shook his head secretly, if he was not exposed, then it could be said that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it.

After thinking about it, Luo Chuan asked again: "How do the monks of Tianqijing feel about Zhou Buchen?"

"That bad friend of yours killed the six Daozang in front of the Daozun Courtyard, and directly threw the head into the Daozun Courtyard, arrogant and arrogant...... What do you think it will be?"

"In that case, they won't feel good about me, right?" Luo Chuan seemed to smile.

"Not necessarily. You and Zhou Buchen are different. ”

Bai Yiqing lifted the green silk on her cheeks, turned her head, and looked at Luo Chuan's side face. I haven't seen him for more than a year, even though Luo Chuan has changed a lot, Bai Yiqing's impression of Luo Chuan is still stuck in the Tang Kingdom.

At the birthday banquet of the Tang Palace that year, Luo Chuan turned his hands into clouds, was domineering and arrogant, and reversed the defeat in one fell swoop. Bai Yiqing knew that the reason why Luo Chuan was able to succeed was because he had many followers, such as Nansun and Beiwu, such as the help of the Tiannan Sect, and for example, he was not inferior to the strength of the fourth-order cultivator of the foundation building.

But after all, it was just Bai Yujing of the Tang Kingdom, and it was not worth mentioning at all compared to the behemoth-like Great Summer Qijing. As the holy place of cultivation in the Great Xia Dynasty, the Apocalypse Jing, the masters are like clouds, and the geniuses are rampant, if the two want to rescue Zhou Buchen, they need to plan step by step, be cautious and cautious, maybe there will be a glimmer of hope.

"Luo Chuan. In the future, when acting in the Apocalypse Kingdom, don't be as impulsive as the suburbs. Bai Yiqing said.

Luo Chuan was noncommittal, and suddenly smiled: "I'll make a trick for you." Don't be afraid. ”

Before Bai Yiqing could speak, she saw Luo Chuan's eyes turn from bright to dark, and he said, "The little ghost retreats!"

The black abyss-like qi machine rose from the top of Luo Chuan's head, crossed Bai Yiqing, and rushed into all directions of the street.

"Sound Attack Dao Technique?"

"What do you do!"

The monks on the street were startled, and they retreated to the side, looking at Luo Chuan in surprise and annoyance.

The air on the long street was like a torn piece of cloth, torn apart, revealing the imps that had been lurking for a long time, and at this time the number had increased to more than two hundred.

The wind is mild and the sun is shining.

On the long street of the central ring of the Apocalypse, more than two hundred ghosts suddenly appeared, and one after another yin qi burst out from the ghosts and gathered in the sky, and a blue and black cloud was condensed in the sky above this long street, faintly glowing with blood.

Although the monks are also well-informed, where have they seen so many hideous-looking ghosts gathered together, the faces of the monks who are not in a good state of mind have begun to turn blue, and they are far away.

Luo Chuan looked sideways at Bai Yiqing, only to see Bai Yiqing pursing his lips, but his expression was calmer than most monks.

It seems that Bai Yiqing has been practicing with the old man for more than a year, and he has also gained a lot of knowledge. Luo Chuan thought to himself.

"Bai Yiqing, do you know what these are?"

"Seven permanent ghosts. ”

"Yes, the two types of servants of the monks. Lux moves mountains, and imps carry baskets. is worthy of being the immortal son of the Apocalypse Jing, and he is willing to use his natal efforts to refine the little ghosts, and the lowest of these little ghosts has also been cultivated to the fourth order of foundation building, and there are two True Dan first-order. Luo Chuan smiled.

These little ghosts use their natal efforts to cultivate, and they can channel the master's mind, and when they hear Luo Chuan's words, they all show a different color.

A Zhendan first-order fanged red-haired ghost arched his back, crossed the crowd, looked Luo Chuan up and down, and smiled: "I didn't expect to be discovered by you so soon, there are two hits." ”

"Who are you?" Luo Chuan asked.

"Dong Xingyuan. The ghost sneered.

Luo Chuan knew that the person who was talking to him was actually the master of cultivating this powerful ghost.

"This person is a disciple of the Liupin Dong Family Daofu. Bai Yiqing said in a low voice.

Luo Chuan thought of his three-rank master dragon talisman in the storage ring.

The ghost's face turned cold, and he suddenly let out a scream: "I have a rule in the Apocalypse Beijing, foreign monks need to pay for the road when they enter the capital!"

As soon as the words fell, more than 200 ghosts opened their teeth and danced their claws, screaming in unison, ghosts crying wolves, spitting out all kinds of foul language, and surrounded Luo Chuan. Although their cultivation is not high, they can be better than being filled with yin evil qi all over their bodies, and most of this yin evil qi comes from Yin Chuan, which is extremely harmful to ordinary monks, and is a great poison and harm.

The monks on both sides of the street once again avoided it, but they did not leave, and gathered not far away one by one with the mentality of watching a good show.

Bai Yiqing pursed her lips, she had heard the female Taoists of the Qingchuan Danfa Pavilion hear the scene in front of her, but she didn't expect it to happen to Luo Chuan.

Only when a young monk who has made a certain name in the Tiannan cultivation world enters the capital, will he encounter ghosts and monsters blocking the way.

This is the dismount power that the sons of the Heavenly Apocalypse Jing Immortal Family are accustomed to using.

What Bai Yiqing didn't expect was that no matter how powerful the monk was to enter Beijing before, at most he would only dispatch dozens of ghosts. But as soon as he arrived in Luochuan, more than 200 heads were dispatched at once, that is, there were more than 200 immortal sons who were secretly stumbling.

It must be because of Zhou Buchen that these immortal sons are angry with Luo Chuan...... Why did all the unlucky things happen to Luo Chuan!

Bai Yiqing's heart gradually became uneasy, looking at the ghosts and ghosts with a sinister aura approaching, she no longer hesitated, and prepared to sacrifice the messenger paper crane of the Qingchuan Danfa Pavilion.

"Money? ”

At this moment, the young man next to him laughed.

Bai Yiqing looked sideways and saw Luo Chuan stretching out his hand, and a ball of light was faintly rolling in the palm of his clenched hand. As his fist slowly unfolded, a bright white light swirled between his fingers, shooting out in all directions through the cracks of his fingers.

More than two hundred little ghosts seemed to be attracted by the white light, stopped, stared at Luo Chuan's fist in disbelief, and their faces gradually became stiff.

The monks on both sides of the street who were waiting to watch the show suddenly beat faster, and the blood in their hearts poured uncontrollably into their eyes.

An elderly True Pill third-order monk was the first to react, his face flushed: "That's ......"

"It's the 'meaning' of the second realm of the Momentum Dao Technique!"

"This son has actually understood the meaning of momentum! How old is he!"

"A genius among monastic geniuses. ”

At this time, Luo Chuan's fist suddenly opened.

The fist intent that had been suppressed for a long time was fierce and surging, like a long dragon ascending to the sky, roaring, gathering into a fan-shaped transparent air wave in mid-air, crushing the little ghost on the long street.

"Run!"

"The natal blood of this son!"

Of the more than 200 ghosts, only about 50 fled away, and the remaining 150 or so trembled and convulsed, begging for mercy, but they seemed to be thrown into the fire of ice and snow, melting and disintegrating under the fist intent in the blink of an eye, turning into a series of evil qi and burrowing into the ground.

At the same time, in the Immortal Dao Mansion in the depths of the Apocalypse Capital, or in the Gao Ge Hua Building, a fairy family prince with a brocade robe was either pale or weak, and when he raised his head again, he had no dissatisfaction on his face.

Cultivating a little ghost requires the blood of the heart, and the two hearts are connected. The little ghosts were killed, and their natal blood was damaged, although it was not a serious injury to their vitality, but it also consumed ten days and a half months of Taoism.

On the long street where Luo Chuan is located, there are still more than 50 little ghosts on the run, and they are about to escape from the long street in a blink of an eye.

Two wind shadows rose in Luo Chuan's pupils, and with a flip of his fist, another mysterious and mysterious force shook out.

The second style of the magic fist of the magic method, the wind rises!

Gusts of fist wind swept from across the street, and none of the more than fifty imps ran away, and they were all blown back. The imps begged for mercy in mid-air, but to no avail, they were engulfed by fist intent in the blink of an eye, and they were wiped out!

The midday sun shines on people, warm.

The ghostly clouds over the long street dissipated.

There was silence inside and outside the long street.

"Let's go. Luo Chuan took Bai Yiqing's hand and walked forward: "...... By the way, where are we going?"

"Poof...... Of course go to the place to stay. I'll take you. Bai Yiqing smiled, lowered her head, and hid the shock in her eyes.

Walking through the long street, Bai Yiqing couldn't help but ask: "Luo Chuan, will you do this ......?"

"What, I'm worried that I've annoyed the immortal prince of Apocalypse Jing and brought revenge?" Luo Chuan stopped, looked back at a high pavilion on the long street before, and smiled softly: "If I blindly tolerate it, it will only lead to a steady stream of trouble." Besides, in the Apocalypse Kingdom, the monks above the Infant Transformation Realm couldn't make a move. And the monks of the True Dan Realm are forming gangs and factions, busy fighting, how can they control me. ”

"That's right. ”

Until Luo Chuan and Bai Yiqing disappeared at the end of the long street, on the high pavilion, two monks with extraordinary bearing appeared.

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(Writing to N 100,000 words finally ushered in the first bottleneck, a card was stuck in the middle of the night, and I was stuck in the middle of the night, and I was stuck in front of the computer for 12 hours.) Originally, I wanted to make up a long chapter.,Think about it or add more compensation.。 Ask for a good guy card~)