Through the water mirror, Luo Chuan stood outside the Tiannan Domain for the first time, overlooking the Shijie who gave birth to him and raised him.

Compared with the Buddha's shining Holy Buddha Domain, the Tiannan Domain appeared simple, dull, and small.

But hundreds of thousands of years ago, this was one of the most powerful realms in the Great Thousand Domains.

"Hulu, jump back to the galaxy mother map. Luo Chuan ordered.

As soon as the words fell, the two water mirrors in front of him disappeared at the same time, and the sky in the gourd palace became cloudy, and the clouds and mist were dim, as if before the rain washed away.

From the cyan mountain pillar, a snow-white shadow fell.

Luo Chuan looked up, his gaze crossed Su Yuchen, and fell towards the Yunxiao Heavenly Pool at the top of the mountain pillar, and the source in the Heavenly Pool was reduced by half compared to before.

In the blink of an eye, Su Yuchen was already close.

Compared to when she had just awakened the Extreme Cold Dragon Crystal Holy Blood, Su Yuchen's aura was obviously more than a notch higher, and she had obviously been tempered by the turbulent flow in the void, and then after being nourished by the Tianchi Star Water, her Extreme Cold Dragon Crystal Holy Blood had been raised to another level.

"Su Daoyou, go. Luo Chuan grabbed Su Yuchen's hand.

Su Yuchen didn't resist, looked at Luo Chuan's right shoulder, thoughtful.

Once he awakened the Holy Blood of the Extreme Cold Dragon Crystal, Su Yuchen already had the potential to become the true superior of the Innate One Vein, and he vaguely sensed the terrifying aura on Luo Chuan's shoulder.

Although that breath is still just budding, its product stage is terrifyingly high, and it belongs to the same innate lineage, and it is not lost to the nine Purple Snake Ancestors who have died out in the Congenital Ancient Snake, and it is even faintly restrained.

The existence of the emperor level in the innate lineage...... How could it willingly surrender to Luo Chuan? Luo Chuan, my ally. How many secrets does he still hide?

Su Yuchen raised his head and looked at the young monk beside him.

In the past, when the Apocalypse was in Beijing, Su Yuchen also watched from afar. At that time, Luo Chuan was still a fledgling young monk, although he became famous in the Southern Domain overnight, but in Su Yuchen's eyes, he was just a slightly different one among the thousands of mediocre monks in this mediocre realm.

In the file on the twelfth floor, Luo Chuan is written on paper, but there is only one name.

In less than two years, the two met again. That mediocre name had jumped out of the twelfth floor file. When Su Yuchen came back to his senses, he found that the former young master had already surpassed any genius in this realm, and even walked in front of her, walking faster and faster. It was so fast that she only felt flustered.

Staring at Luo Chuan's side face. Su Yuchen lost his mind for the first time since he was reincarnated. I didn't notice that she didn't feel nauseous when her hand was grabbed by Luo Chuan.

In the Duyu Gourd Palace, the sky swirled for a while, and there was silence. The light dimmed, and the heavens and the earth became dark.

After an instant, the brilliance of the stars shone down, and Luo Chuan and Su Yuchen had already returned to the treasure map shijie with six stars.

The Galaxy Treasure Map was originally just two pieces of baby cloth, the front of the mother picture and the reverse side of the child picture, placed in front of the South China Sea Immortal Hu, which was not a treasure at all.

Luo Chuan and Su Yuchen returned to the galaxy treasure map, no one was alarmed, even the little green snake was lazily lying between the stars, turning into a human form, the snake's tail twisting from side to side, squinting at the six stars, not knowing what to think.

Luo Chuan put away the South China Sea Immortal Hu and coughed lowly.

Between the stars, Xiaoqing turned her head and looked at Luo Chuan and Su Yuchen, her eyes fell on the hands of the two for the first time, and her eyes were slightly condensed.

"Sister, you're back. Xiaoqing swam towards the two, and halfway through, her snake tail changed little by little into a pair of snow-white and smooth long legs, walked to Luo Chuan's side, and grinned.

"Xiaoqing. You don't have robes in your storage ring. Su Yuchen wrinkled, took out a robe from the ring and threw it to Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing forgot. Xiaoqing put on her robe and smiled sweetly: "Sister, where did you and your brother-in-law go?"

"Who is your brother-in-law! No big or small! There are no outsiders, how should you call this palace? Su Yuchen said lightly.

"Yes, Princess. Xiaoqing replied crisply.

Luo Chuan glanced at Xiaoqing thoughtfully, his eyes were deep.

"Su Daoyou, it's time for Ben Dao to make a move. Luo Chuan said.

"I can help. Su Yuchen asked.

"Let's take a look at the situation, more than a day has passed, and I don't know how many people died in front of the Imperial Palace. Luo Chuan opened his hand and patted the fairy gourd, and the gourd spit out a breath of white gas, which condensed into a water mirror, and the scene in front of the Emperor Palace appeared in the water mirror.

A day and a night passed, in front of the Emperor's Dao Palace, blood flowed like a river, and corpses were all over the ground.

It was another dawn, and the morning sun tore through the clouds and haze, and sprinkled into the sea of guarding the palace.

The sea water of the palace has been dyed red, and from time to time you can see the corpse of the monk full of holes, slowly floating, like an unfortunate drowned ant, humble and fragile.

"How long will you resist?"

In front of the flying boat, Win Wujun sat in danger, staring at the remnants of the defeated soldiers on the other side of the sea guarding the palace, and took another sip of wine.

"If you win Wujun and deceive the king, you won't die well!" In mid-air, a Returning Void Ancestor coughed up blood, and drew a circle of mana light wheels in his hand, resisting the opponent's attack: "Huang Baixuan! Three hundred years ago, Bixia summoned you to the Emperor's Dao Palace! Give you the Four Grades of Natal Exercises! You have today! You are a powerful person, and you actually worship the demon of Win Wujun! You are not afraid of five thunders from the sky!"

"Huh. The corners of the ancestor on the winning Wujun side raised the corners of his mouth, and his face was full of mockery: "Those who know the times are Junjie." The winning boy is ambitious and talented, and what is even more rare is that he also has the luck against the sky. The treasure of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the mother map of the galaxy that had disappeared for hundreds of years was found by him. Who in the world can compare?"

"Presumptuous!" The ancestor of the Immortal Palace said while coughing up blood: "He is rebellious, killing the lord and killing the king, and the people and gods are angry! Such a person has a limited amount of luck even if he has it! Don't wake up quickly!"

"It's you who should wake up!" Win Wujun's ancestor daxiao: "No matter what, Emperor Zhou's pure bloodline has died." The luck of the Great Zhou is over here! Even if there are ten wind spirit paths, it will not be able to be recovered!"

"That's right! If Emperor Xiao Zhou is still alive! If the blood is related, the Galaxy Treasure Map will naturally recognize Emperor Xiao Zhou as the master! It's a pity that Emperor Xiao Zhou has died. Do you have the ability to go down to the land of the Nine Shadows and let Emperor Xiao Zhou return to his soul and be reborn?hahahaha......"

The two Void Ancestors were suspended in mid-air. Verbal warfare, each not giving in.

No matter how fierce the battle between Wujun and Feng Ling Daoming was before, the ancestors of the Great Zhou Dynasty had never come forward. But now, it has reached the threshold of the death of the country and the change of dynasty, which has involved the interests of them and their disciples and grandchildren.

"Ancestors, it's been a day. If you continue to fight, what's the point of dying a few more?"

The black-faced door god and white-faced scholar on the side also showed smug smiles.

Sixteen Annunciation monkeys scratched their ears and cheeks. Wielding a golden stick. shouted loudly: "Tongtian Immortal Mansion, the national teacher is invincible." Reopen the Immortal Dynasty and preach in all directions!"

Guarding the palace on the other side of the sea, the old general Fu, who was covered in blood, snorted: "Phew! wolf ambition!"

"Win without a king! As long as I have a breath of air. I will never let you cause trouble in the Great Zhou!" Old Prime Minister Qin was supported by Qin Zhuan. Holding on to a weakened wounded body. shouted angrily.

After a bloody battle for a day and a night, the immortal monks on the side of the Immortal Palace suffered heavy casualties, less than one out of ten. There are only about 20 immortal ministers left such as Prime Minister Qin and General Fulao. and the white-robed and white-haired man who sat at the front of everyone and faced Win Wujun.

"Wind Fellows. You still don't admit defeat?" Win Wujun looked across the sea guarding the palace.

A day ago, Feng Lingdao was severely injured by Win Wujun's palm, and he fought hard all night with his injured body, and his vitality was greatly damaged, and he didn't even have the strength to cough.

After a while, Feng Lingdao opened his eyes: "Win Wujun, you haven't won yet." ”

"This seat hasn't won yet?" the corners of Win Wujun's mouth raised slightly, and he looked at Feng Ling sympathetically: "Do you think that there are still seven Returning Void Ancestors on the side of your Immortal Palace?"

Without waiting for the Immortal Palace side to respond, Win Wujun's eyes suddenly lit up with ice and fire, and he slapped his palm without warning.

An almost thousand-foot mana giant palm appeared in mid-air, half ice and half fire, roaring and flying towards the Returning Void First Order Ancestor who was fighting and constantly coughing up blood.

That ancestor didn't expect that Win Wujun would make a move, so he was caught off guard and was slapped with a palm.

Yin and Yang Great Mudra, Perfection Realm Ice Sculpture Pillar of Fire!

The old ancestor's palm trembled, and a cloud of ice and fire surged up in front of and behind him, covering him in the blink of an eye, like an eagle of ice and fire. Through the crystal-like ice and fire sculpture, you can vaguely see the incredible eyes of the ancestor.

This palm, regardless of the skill, mana, timing of the hand, or the grade of the method, has reached the peak level of the Tiannan Domain Transformation Infant Realm! Although the Guixu Old Ancestor was already seriously injured and was even more entangled by the opponent, if it weren't for the fact that Win Wujun's battle method was too strong, he wouldn't be able to succeed in one move.

Including Feng Lingdao, everyone's eyes widened, and they watched in disbelief as the Ancestor was sealed into an ice sculpture pillar of fire, slowly falling from the sky, and was killed by the Ancestor who won the Wujun side!

Rumble!

The Ancestor of the Returning Void Realm blew himself up in the sky, and the mana qi wave shook the void in circles, as if the ripple wave was swinging in all directions.

There was silence in front of the Imperial Road Palace.

The ancestors of the two sides looked at Ying Wujun one after another, with different expressions.

Previously, the two sides were seven ancestors each, forming a confrontation situation, but now they were killed by Win Wujun, and the situation on the field immediately changed dramatically.

"Feng Lingdao, what else do you have to say?" Win Wujun smiled playfully: "This seat is just too lazy to do it." It's a good pleasure to see you in this dying struggle. Don't forget, this seat has not yet used the Galaxy Map. ”

When the words fell, the faces of the ancestors on the side of the Immortal Palace became ugly, and the fighting spirit in their eyes began to decline. And the immortal ministers who guarded the palace on the other side of the sea gradually became depressed.

As Win Wujun said, they have been able to support until now because Win Wujun has not used the Galaxy Treasure Map. It was also because Win Wujun did not use the Galaxy Treasure Map that there was hope in the hearts of the Immortal Palace.

Under the morning light, the white waves rolled and rattled.

After being silent for a long time, an ancestor on the side of the Immortal Palace sighed, looked at Feng Ling and said, "Wind boy, you have done your best, it's better to stop." ”

As soon as Old Ancestor's words came out, everyone on the side of the Immortal Palace hung their heads, and Prime Minister Qin Cheng and Old General Fu couldn't help but raise their heads and sigh, their faces were desolate, and their eyes were gloomy, as if they were a hundred years old in an instant.

Only Feng Lingdao still sat straight, his eyelids trembled slightly, and then he opened: "Win Wujun, you haven't won yet." ”

"And hole cards?" Win Wujun shrugged his shoulders and looked helpless: "You have to kill your men and horses before you are willing to use it?"

Win Wujun is a word of punishment, and he does not forget to sow discord when he has the chance to win.

On the side of the Immortal Palace, many Immortal Dynasty monks were in a frustrated mood, and when they looked at Feng Lingdao, they began to have a trace of incomprehension and resentment.

Feng Lingdao smiled bitterly and said to himself: "Is that the back hand...... It's not that the way refuses to do it. Although he gave this seat a token, this seat saw his son go to death, but he did not stop it to the end. How can he help me, the wanderer? ”

The words "Wandering Man" came into his ears, and Ying Wujun's pupils shrank, and his eyes sharpened again. (To be continued......)