Luo Chuan's body shook and appeared behind the sealed demon on the left.

His speed was too fast, and before the fox could react, he was slashed down by Luo Chuan from behind. The fox on the right jumped into the air, spitting flames and pounced on Luo Chuan, and before he could get close, a big Dangang hand came out of the air and pulled it down.

Each hand subdued a fierce head, Luo Chuan's mind flashed the essence of sealing the demon immortal, ten fingers flicked, like a withered butterfly dancing at night, the qi was swirling, revealing a trace of desolation.

Foxy roared and roared under Luo Chuan's hands, struggling desperately, but to no avail.

It didn't take long for their aura to drop rapidly, quickly depleted, and turned back into their original stone carvings.

"Exactly. In front of the two old brothers' tombs, they always have to guard the sealing of demons. Luo Chuan said in a low voice, stuffing the sealing demon into the storage ring, then turned around and walked towards another long street.

"Bold Luo Chuan! Leave the Demon Seal!" Chen Jiadao's mansion resounded angrily.

Luo Chuan ignored it and strode forward.

Whoosh!

A heavenly crane flew out of the Chen Family Dao Mansion, and on the back of the heavenly crane stood a monk of the fourth order of the True Dan. The monks who watched from a distance counted roughly, only to see more than 500 cranes flying out of the Chenjiadao Mansion. The monk on the crane's back either holds a flying sword or wields a magic weapon.

"Hugh away!"

"Leave the Seal Demon!"

The monks of the Chenjia Dao Mansion shouted one after another, but none of them chose to get close, almost all of them released the method in the air, shooting flying swords and magic weapons.

When Luo Chuan picked five dojos in a row before, he used the power of his flesh to kill in and out of the arena.

How could the monks of the Great Zhou not know that Luo Chuan's physical body was strong, if he stepped forward to fight. It's just self-inflicted.

Zhou Jing in the afternoon, I don't know when, there was no sunshine.

Dark clouds shrouded the sky over Zhou Jing, and the cold wind flowed, revealing a slight chill.

In the blink of an eye, thunder rang out, and rain poured down from the sky. The clouds seemed to crack open, and the rain became heavier and heavier, pouring down.

In the torrential rain, there were more than 500 flying swords and magic weapons. Wrapped in great power. Like a surging wave, it swept towards Luochuan.

On the long street of Chenjiadao's mansion, a white-robed young man carried two coffins on his shoulders and walked hesitantly.

The wave of flying swords and magic weapons is overwhelming. Crushed. It's like a monstrous "big wave".

Luo Chuan's footsteps were as steady as ever. Follow the avenue towards another long street. The "huge waves" are monstrous, but they seem to be always trampled on the soles of his feet. Like a giant mountain in the sea, it can't shake half a minute.

When he returned to the Ancient Heavenly South Region and crossed the Chaos Star Sea, Luo Chuan practiced his skills all the way. When it comes to Zuihou, Luo Chuan and Ziyun can rely on the ubiquitous balance between heaven and earth, almost without any big movements, and they can control the big boat and drive on the huge waves.

This kind of body method artistic conception is much more clever than what Luo Chuan learned from Gu Yuefeng two years ago.

Every step he takes seems to be careless, but every time he inadvertently raises his feet and flicks his sleeves, he is secretly manipulating the "huge waves".

In front of Chen's Daoist Mansion, a strange picture appeared.

The white-robed young man paced in the turbulence of flying swords and magic weapons, safe and sound, and even like a fish in water.

Turning to the street, Luo Chuan stopped.

In the pouring rain, the white-robed young man stood in the coffin, and the sleeves of his robe swayed undulating under the howling wind.

The "huge wave" of more than 500 magic weapons and flying swords converged, like a huge snake belt, surrounding Luo Chuan, fluctuating up and down with the rhythm of the undulating sleeves of the robe.

The monks who were watching from a distance looked horrified, and the disciples and immortal guards of the Chen Family Dao Mansion were even more uneasy and anxious in their hearts.

The Flying Sword Weapon made a move, but they found that the connection between them and the Flying Sword Weapon was being eaten and replaced by another strange liliang. That liliang was like a swamp, and as time went by, it encroached on flying swords and magic weapons little by little.

When they reacted, they realized that the flying sword magic weapon had fallen into the hands of the white-robed young man!

Looking at Luo Chuan again, the monks were worried in their hearts.

In the past Tianqijing, Master Luo penetrated the Daozun Academy and ranked second on the list of Qingxian, although the monks of Zhou Jing had heard of it, they did not admit it.

It wasn't until he saw Luo Chuan's skills with his own eyes that Zhou Jing's monk finally recognized it!

This person's strength is already far higher than that of the monks of the same generation, and even beyond the scope of the fourth order of the True Dan, leaving his peers far behind.

In the past, the Heavenly Apocalypse Jingdao Zun Academy, because of his anger, was beaten from beginning to end, and his prestige was discredited for thousands of years. Today's Zhou Jing, is the past going to be repeated?

"No need to send it. ”

Luo Chuan's voice sounded.

In the wind and rain, the sleeves of the robe shook with the sound of the rain.

Luo Chuan's eyes were half cloudy and half clear.

Heaven and earth have yin and yang, and the human body has turbidity. Yin and Yang raise the Tao, and the turbidity proves the truth.

Luo Chuan's body was straight and straight, and Xiangshang rose half a zhang, suspended in the air. With this move, he broke the balance of the flying sword and magic weapon in mid-air!

The way of skill, balance-based.

As soon as the balance was broken, from the original extreme balance to the extreme chaos, the two contradictory artistic conceptions collided with liliang, and more than five hundred flying swords and magic weapons buzzed and trembled, like exploding volcanic magma, and in the blink of an eye, they flew out in all directions!

The sleeves of Luo Chuan's robe swayed with the wind, and a momentum shot out from the sleeves, but it turned into five hundred in mid-air, catching up with the five hundred flying swords and magic weapons.

Whoosh ...... Sou!

In the heavy rain of Zhou Jing, the flying sword magic weapons seemed to have eyes, and they flew fiercely upside down towards their original owners.

From Luo Chuan to the counterattack of the hundred soldiers, it was only a moment, all in one go.

After another moment, the children of the Chen family and the immortal guards were hit one after another, fell from the back of the crane, vomited blood, fainted to death, and in front of the Chen family's mansion, the wounded were all over the ground, and their condition was unbearable.

From the Chen Jiadao Mansion, an old sigh sounded.

"Let's all go back...... This son is very good at taking advantage of the momentum to suppress the momentum, and among the peers, except for that person, no one can stop it. ”

That person?

The monks on the long street were stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

That's right, that person is also in Zhoujing!

Tiannan Domain's three-hundred-year-old talent is the first. Breaking through the next legendary record, the little monster of Tianhua Palace, who is far ahead of the other five in the six Dao Collections, is also in Zhou Jing!

He may be the only one who can stop Luo Chuan!

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and there is a slight chill in the late autumn rain.

In the icy wind and rain, there were more and more monks who followed Luo Chuan from afar.

For a whole afternoon, starting from Qingshui Street, Luo Chuan had already carried the coffin and walked through twenty-eight long streets. Seventy-eight halls were pierced. There are twenty immortal Taoist mansions, and there are still two left, and you can collect a hundred burial goods.

On Dongtian Avenue at the junction of the Second and Third Ring Roads of Zhoujing, in front of the Erpinlongjia Daofu. Nearly a thousand monks watched from afar. The onlookers were in addition to the monks of the Foundation Building Realm and the True Dan Realm. There are still many monks of the first order of infantry.

Longjia Provincial Mansion. This is already the ninety-ninth immortal Dao Mansion that Luo Chuan has entered.

The Longjia Taoist Mansion was ranked eighteenth in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he was a disciple of the Taoist Mansion. There are three people who are among the top ten ranks of Zhou Jing's young generation.

"Damn the rules! The Infant Transformation Realm can't make a move! Otherwise, how could he be so arrogant!" In the crowd, a True Dan Realm monk with a scarred face scolded.

The gym where he was located had just been broken through by Luo Chuan and a spiritual object was taken away.

"The rules are set by Taizu. Even if the world is bixia, even the national teacher, he can't disobey it. Another Great Zhou monk looked at the Longjia Daofu, and a faint admiration flashed in his eyes: "I have heard the name of Luo Chuan for a long time, and I have always thought that it was exaggerated. What you see today is well-known. ”

"It's also to blame the young general, he himself annoyed Luo Chuan!

"Shhh, be quiet, the front is Shanghuan, and the first Taoist mansion is Tongtian Mansion. ”

"What are you afraid of! Even if the major general is in front of him, Bendao will say so. ”

"The next Tongtian Mansion is exactly the hundredth Dao Mansion. But in this Longjia Daofu, Master Luo has already entered the three pillars of incense, and he has not come out yet. ”

"The three sons of the Long family are not easy to mess with. According to the real strength, it is possible to enter the top ten of the Qingxian list, or even higher. Luo Chuan fought all the way, and it was inevitable that his skills would be consumed, and if he stopped at the Longjia Daofu, it would be normal. ”

The monks on the long street were still discussing, and at this moment, there was a roar in the Longjia Dao Mansion.

The majestic mana burst out of the Dao Mansion and rose towards the sky, tearing open the Dao Void, turning into a pillar of brilliant light, piercing the rain curtain and shooting straight into the sky.

After the roar, there was silence in the Longjia Daofu.

The rain was dripping, and the monks outside the long street were silent.

After a while, someone whispered: "Something is wrong! The Longjia Dao Mansion actually used mana! Could it be that some infant monk violated the ban!"

"Perhaps. A second-grade Taoist mansion like the Longjia Daofu has a dead man in the infant realm, and it also has privileges. ”

"I actually forced the infant to die...... Master Luo has no regrets. ”

The monks whispered, their expressions mixed, relieved and regretful.

The Infant Transformation Realm monk has already made a move, and no matter how amazing Luo Chuan is, there is only one way to die.

Just as the monks turned around and were about to leave, footsteps came from the Longjia Dao Mansion.

Boom!

A pale barefoot crossed the threshold, shook it twice, and stood firmly.

The monks who were watching were struck by lightning and nailed to the spot.

The young monk who walked all the way out of the Longjia Dao Mansion, his shirt torn apart, and blood marks appeared on his skin, which was recovering at an extremely slow speed.

Even after breaking through the ninety-nine Dao Halls, his aura was rapidly declining, and his eyes were not as bright as before.

But the two coffins were firmly carried by him on his shoulders.

As Luo Chuan walked out of the Longjia Dao Mansion, the long street suddenly boiled.

The monks of Zhou Jing looked at Luo Chuan in a complicated manner, with hatred, admiration, and admiration in their eyes.

The rain slashed on Luo Chuan's body, and a layer of mist bounced back.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Chuan walked towards Sheung Wan, which was not far away.

In front of Sheung Wan, stands a mansion that reaches to the sky.

That is also the zuihou Taoist mansion that Luo Chuan walked, the Great Zhou Tongtianfu.

At this moment, the faces of many of the onlookers changed suddenly, but they suddenly remembered something.

"I remember that in front of Tongtianfu, there is a square street. ”

"Do you remember that fairy ballad? ”

"Of course, I remember that two hundred years ago, my ancestor mentioned it...... Sifang Street, Sifang City, the emperor descends the sun and the purple star is born. Purple star map, purple star gourd, looking at the sea cliff and looking at the way back. (To be continued......)