The moment Luo Chuan opened his eyes, his body shook unconsciously, and the skin, muscles, muscles, bones, meridians, qi and blood of his whole body were trembling, as if he was about to shake off the dust of the years.

Two years of "death", two years of memory dust, like a frozen memory, began to melt in Luochuan's heart lake.

In the past two years, there have been fierce battles every day, with more than 200 major battles and more than 400 small battles. Every day, thousands of monks fall into reincarnation, and in the past two years, the total number of monks killed in battle has exceeded two million...... Although Luo Chuan's physical body has been in a state of suspended animation, the Heavenly Gate mind is open.

In the past two years, the fighting methods on the Black Soil Plain have been gathered into one picture scroll, and the methods, tactics, and Taoist skills in the picture scroll rushed into Luo Chuan's brain at this moment.

If you are another monk, where can you withstand the impact of so many high-level methods and battle methods, either your divine wisdom will collapse, or your mood will be seriously injured.

Luo Chuan has the memory of Jiulongjun first, and secondly, he is also a rare Tianmen monk.

Under the gate of heaven, above the sea of thoughts, bubbles rose one after another, as if they opened their mouths wide, engulfing the memory scroll!

In the end, in the past two years, the fighting methods on the white bone pit have been fought one after another, and the tactics of various monks have turned into a valuable Dao experience, which was absorbed by Luo Chuan and began to integrate into his own tactics.

Before the age of twenty, Luo Chuan's tactics were still at the stage of Jiulongjun. After the age of twenty, Luo Chuan had already begun to use Jiulongjun as the foundation, looking for his own way of warfare.

"Hoo ......"

Luo Chuan breathed a long sigh of relief, and his body no longer trembled.

His face was very pale. It seems that he has not seen the light of day for many years, his eyes are cold, his eyes are gloomy, and the evil qi and death qi accumulated in the pile of white bones and corpses in the past two years make him look full of a peerless, ruthless and cold-blooded temperament.

Deep in the body, in the secret realm of the two directions, the fairy baby fell asleep, and the demon baby yawned and opened his eyes.

Soon. Luo Chuan "saw" the white bat that was sucked into the secret realm of the Lingtai. The chill in his eyes lightened a little, and then he condensed, and boundless evil qi gushed out from his eyes: "It's been two years, Tianhua Palace...... Can't wait long. I'll go back. I will destroy you. Chickens and dogs are not left. ”

"Go back?"

Luo Chuan's ears sounded with a voice of surprise, and then bursts of piercing ridicule sounded.

"He said he wanted to go back?"

"Haha, this fellow Taoist is either not awake yet. Either that, or just being naïve. ”

"It's no wonder, it's just that if you can survive the fairy and demon battlefield, it's already a lot of luck. What do you expect him to understand. ”

"The newcomer who came today is the most interesting for him, and I don't know if he can last a few pillars of incense. ”

"Hehe, I think he seems to be quite unusual, maybe he can survive half an hour. ”

The monks who laughed were scattered in all directions.

They looked at the group of monks who were walking towards Luo Chuan, and then at Luo Chuan, some sympathetic, some interested, and some gloating.

While they were looking at Luo Chuan, Luo Chuan was also observing the surroundings.

The idea of Tianmen was like flowing water, and the more Luo Chuan looked at it, the more strange it became.

What you can see is like a beehive full of lattices, and it looks like a labyrinth of twists and turns of the cloister.

The grid where Luo Chuan is located alone is a thousand steps long and wide, and there are hundreds of monks sitting cross-legged, most of the monks are firmly handcuffed by the iron chains surrounded by spiritual light, and only a few dozen monks do not wear shackles and chains, such as the monks who walked in front of Luo Chuan.

And like the grid where Luo Chuan was located, the Heavenly Gate Mind swept away, and on this layer alone, there were hundreds, and a total of tens of thousands of monks were trapped in it.

When Luo Chuan released the Heavenly Gate Idea and wanted to pass through this layer and probe into the upper and lower layers, he suddenly found that the pervasive Heavenly Gate Idea actually failed.

A powerful seal liliang shrouded around the outer walls of this layer, blocking Luo Chuan's Heavenly Gate Intention.

As a last resort, Luo Chuan had no choice but to give up the temptation and refocus his attention on the monks on this level.

The aura of the surrounding monks was deeper and deeper, showing their profound Dao cultivation, but none of them had the aura of Dao power or mana, which was a bit strange.

Luo Chuan's heart moved, and he pinched out a seal in his hand.

Sure enough, there were signs of mana fluctuations, but there was no way to release mana.

The monks who were imprisoned here were all forcibly sealed by a terrifying liliang and imprisoned the secret realm of the Yellow Court and imprisoned the mana of Dao power.

"Don't try again. No matter who it is, even if you are a Xuanjun of a domain, an emperor of a dynasty, you can't use the Dao method here. The only thing that can be used here is the liliang of the flesh. ”

A sneer sounded in Luo Chuan's ears.

It was one of the monks who came to him who spoke.

There were eight of them. These eight people, each of them are long and strong, their muscles are knotted, in the lightless secret room, the surface of the flesh body exudes bursts of blood light, obviously the flesh has been tempered to a certain extent, whether it is the hardness of the flesh or liliang, among the hundreds of monks in this area, it can be called the top.

But in Luo Chuan's opinion, their physical level is not as good as Er'er. Luo Chuan, who knew more and more about the way of the spiritual platform and the physical body refining method, could even see at a glance that the physical body exercises they cultivated were only of the third grade at most.

At the head was a bald monk with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a leopard's head and eyes, and a long knife with a sword-shaped magic weapon on his shoulder. He looked Luo Chuan up and down, his eyes indifferent and disdainful, like looking at a mouse that could be pinched to death with his hands, but wanted to play with it for a while.

The monk who had spoken before stood beside him, pale and cold, with a vicious glint in his eyes from time to time.

"Look at what!" The cold monk glared at Luo Chuan, his eyes full of contempt and mockery: "Don't tell me your name, origin, net worth, and secrets you know." If you dare to hide it, they will be your end!"

As he spoke, the cold monk turned his gaze to the other side.

Following his gaze, Luo Chuan saw more than thirty monks in the northwest corner of the lattice secret room, whose breath was dying and half-dead.

Those thirty or so monks just looked at the grade of life vitality, before they came here. At least they all have the cultivation of the True Dao Realm. But because the physical body was too weak, after the Dao power was sealed, the bones of the whole body were broken, the spine was shattered, and the secret realm of the Yellow Court was also brutally broken.

"You did it?" Luo Chuan raised his head and asked lightly.

The eight physically strong monks were stunned for a moment, and looked at Luo Chuan in surprise, as if they couldn't understand why he was so calm.

In the blink of an eye, a cold smile appeared on the corner of the monk's mouth, who was headed by a leopard with a ringed eye: "You are really bold. Among the newcomers who came in these seven years. You are still the first one who dares to ask this seat? Little Infant Realm Monk, so bold, it seems that you must have something to rely on. ”

"Don't tell me yet, what secrets do you know?" the gloomy monk snorted coldly.

"It's so good at pretending to be garlic, this little white face thinks he knows some big secret. Little white face. Speak up and listen to it. If it's really a useful secret. Our big brother will definitely let you go. ”

"Say it quickly, if it's not true. Hehe, you're going to be a hundred times worse than them!"

"This little white face is in good shape, and his appearance is okay. The key is that there is also a cold temperament that makes Ben Dao's heart itch unbearable. If you don't say it, the third master, I will bloom seven degrees tonight, and the spring breeze will be proud. ”

"Third brother, you have to be light. It's not fun to spank your ass. ”

Listening to the foul language and insults of the monks in front of him, Luo Chuan was not angry, he was still as calm as the old monk, his expression was calm, but his eyes were cold and gloomy.

After experiencing the failure and change of the White Bone Heavenly Prison Palace, after two years of precipitation, Luo Chuan is now more calm and mature than before.

"Secrets, what do you want to know secrets?" Luo Chuan asked.

The eight monks were stunned again, and their faces began to turn ugly. Especially the leopard-headed ring-eyed monk at the head, two blood shadows gradually brewed in his eyes, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes when he looked at Luo Chuan.

"Does this little white face really dare to continue asking?"

"Either a fool or a madman. Third brother, you can finally take your time tonight. ”

"The third. Go for it. The leopard-headed ring-eyed monk sneered: "I'll play with you for one night first, don't break it, and continue to ask tomorrow." Now there are fewer and fewer new monks, so save some fun. ”

Known as the "third child", he was a burly and tall, purple-haired shawl, his appearance was originally handsome, but because of a scar extending from the corner of his eyes to his lips, half of his face was rolled up, revealing rotten white flesh that was difficult to repair.

"Thank you, big brother. The third man came out of the crowd and walked towards Luo Chuan.

Looking at Luo Chuan, who was close at hand, a happy smile appeared on the purple-haired monk's rotten face, his eyes were full of longing, and he reached out to touch Luo Chuan's face: "Little white face, accompany Dao Ye and I have a good night, I am comfortable serving Dao Ye, Dao Ye I am in a good mood, maybe I can ask my eldest brother to let you go." ”

The leopard-headed ring-eyed monk smiled faintly and turned his head, as if he didn't bother to take another look.

The gloomy monk beside him turned around in disgust as well.

Most of the monks in this lattice cell looked away, their eyes were not interested, and they were busy with their own business.

After all, what happened in front of them had happened so many times that they felt bored.

Ever since these eight physically strong monks were locked up seven years ago, this area of the thousand-step cell has become the territory of the eight of them.

Almost every new monk was tortured and forced to confess, and nine out of the hundreds of monks present had experienced it before, and they didn't bother to relive it.

"Ahh

As everyone expected, screams of pain rang out, echoing through the thousand-step cell.

The leopard-headed monk took two steps, and suddenly, he sensed that something was wrong.

He frowned, his steps faltered, and he quickly looked back.

In his vision, there was a picture that made his heart beat wildly and his soul trembled.

The young monk, who had been tied up and chained before, had already risen. Not only did he get up, but he was also extremely strangely suspended in mid-air, and the chains that blessed the sealing circle melted into molten iron at some point, pouring down from both sides of his body.

And at his feet, the nine-foot-tall third child turned into a two-foot-wide ball of flesh, and no signs of bones could be observed in his body.

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(I'm sorry to be late, I'm busy.) This bridge is a bit old but will write new ideas.,This volume will still climax.,Ask for a subscription and ask for a monthly pass) (to be continued......)