"That's fine. These little guys really need to be improved. Only Xingyuan can make them truly become geniuses among geniuses, and they can compete with the geniuses of the Holy Court in the future. The empty man nodded slightly, and then stretched out his hand and pointed to the people in the cannon fodder camp who were not far away in the time phantom river to comprehend the cultivation: "Then ...... them?"

"They have been with my righteous brother for a while, and in the next few years, let this great sage train them. Hehe, with them, Ben Dasheng finally doesn't have to go to those mothers-in-law to forage for Ben Dasheng. The Kunpeng Great Sage laughed, flicked his wrist, rolled the Time Phantom River and everyone into his sleeve, took Su Yuchen, Xiaoqing, and the Empty Dao Man, and turned back.

The moment before entering the teleportation array, the Kunpeng Great Sage suddenly stopped, turned around and shouted: "You little guys of the ancient clan, let this Great Sage hear clearly! Luo Chuan is the righteous brother of this Great Sage, if any of you dare to hurt Luo Chuan half a hair, this Great Sage will let the whole clan perish!"

"Brother, I can only help you get here...... It doesn't matter if the Ice Fields of All Races are gone, the place you go to has a lot of people who are not afraid of this great sage. ”

When the words fell, the Kunpeng Great Sage disappeared into the Zhaolan Palace with Su Yuchen and the others, leaving only the three of Zhou Buchen, who stared at each other with big eyes and knew that they had been tricked.

Bang!bang!bang...... Under the morning sun, the ice fields of all races, the mountains and rivers shattered, the earth sank, and the two crazy fist forces shattered the void, and the surging void turbulence was like an insatiable mouth, swallowing the mountains and rivers and fierce beasts on the border of the ancient country of Zhaolan into it.

Luo Chuan was intercepted by the Black Feather Patriarch who was going all out at the border of the ancient country of Zhaolan.

After a while, the other thirteen powerful Gu clan patriarchs also arrived, forming a situation of encirclement, with solemn faces.

Along the way, from night to early morning, they chased and killed Luo Chuan. traveled thousands of miles, gathered the strength of fourteen of the strongest ancient clan patriarchs, but failed to stop Luo Chuan, but was injured by Luo Chuan, five of them were injured, and one patriarch was not lightly injured. And Luo Chuan was naturally not much better, his whole body was seriously injured for more than thirty. There were countless small injuries, after all, he was facing the strongest beings in the vast and endless ice field of the Star Abyss, and his physical body was cultivated to the extreme, not losing to Luo Chuan's dragon in the early stage of the sixth layer, and each had his own unique skills, and he could also summon the spirits of the ice fields, mountains, rivers, rivers and lakes, and his strength seemed to be exhausted.

Boom!

Another punch, Luo Chuan combined the strength of his physical body, the way of skill and the way of fisting, but he was still forced back by the Black Feather Patriarch three steps back. The fist cracked, and blood spilled.

"Why can't you die? ”

Luo Chuan didn't know that at this moment, the Gu clan patriarchs led by the Black Feather Patriarch were also in a particularly complicated mood.

Especially the Black Feather Patriarch, he fought with Luo Chuan once outside Kyoto in the ancient country of Zhaolan, and after one night, he traveled thousands of miles. Fighting with Luo Chuan again at the border, but it was a completely different experience. The techniques, fists, and physical methods have not changed in the slightest. However, after only a moment, Luo Chuan's physical body underwent an astonishing change unconsciously, just like a blunt knife that gradually became sharp after more than ten times of polishing and forging.

The "blunt knife" himself may not have discovered it yet, but the Black Feather Patriarch and the others who faced the blunt knife deeply felt Luo Chuan's progress.

The closer you get to the Heavenly Desolate Waterfall. The faster Luo Chuan's physical body recovered, they were not so much chasers as whetstones, accelerating the progress of Luo Chuan's physical body again and again.

This is undoubtedly a feeling that makes them extremely depressed, and the physical appearance in front of them. They vaguely remembered that legend, and when the threat of the Kunpeng Great Sage came, the killing intent of the fourteen Ice Realm Supremes, including the Black Feather Patriarch, gradually faded.

"That's it, since we are out of the Zhaolan border, it doesn't have much to do with us. Let's go. Patriarch Shuichen waved his hand and said in a smile.

"Don't fight?" Luo Chuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said lightly.

The fierce battle along the way was unexpectedly happy, with Daddy and Kunpeng Great Sage there, Luo Chuan had no worries, turned to the ice field, and traveled thousands of miles overnight, as if he had returned to the days when one person and one punch broke through the end of the world in the Tiannan Region that year. The strength of the ancient patriarch was also beyond his expectations, he tried his best, and the danger was full of dangers, before he escaped from their pursuit to the border of Zhaolan Country, although he could not reach the Cheng dù of nine deaths, but Luo Chuan also faintly felt that he fought again and again, from exhaustion to regaining strength, his potential began to be stimulated little by little.

For a moment, Luo Chuan actually had the urge to keep fighting with them, but soon he returned to normal, and he clearly remembered the purpose of his trip.

"What? You haven't had enough fun, and you still want to use us as whetstones, hone your physical body, and dream!" the Patriarch of the Volcano Ancient Clan snorted coldly and said with a wrinkled face.

Luo Chuan didn't say anything, turned around, and was about to continue moving forward, when the voice of the Black Feather Patriarch sounded in his ears.

"The dragon is really unusual. If I'm not mistaken, your set of flesh body methods is learned from the supreme emperor who sanctified the flesh in the history of the innate lineage, and he is also the only one in the history of the innate lineage who has unified the ice fields of all races. That Dragon Emperor is also buried in the ancestral source of the innate lineage, the ancestral source of the ancient dragon is destroyed by you, and the undead of the Dragon Emperor is about to be revived, are you ready?"

Luo Chuan was stunned, his footsteps froze, and he turned to look at the Black Feather Patriarch.

The Black Feather Patriarch smiled and turned away first.

"Luo Chuan, if you stop there, you will be besieged and killed by all forces. But if you continue to move forward and go to the Heavenly Desolate Waterfall, you will encounter more calamities...... Who gave you the power you shouldn't have. ”

"Although we let you go, you are also a dead end. ”

"It's a pity, it's sad, it's pitiful. ”

Glancing at the departing back of the Fourteen Patriarchs, Luo Chuan lowered his head, did not hesitate, turned around and continued to fly towards the Heavenly Desolate Waterfall.

The ice fields are vast and seemingly endless.

Luo Chuan, who had lost the power to open space, wanted to rush to the silver sea at the end of the ice field, and it was not a day or two.

In the middle of the Silver Sea is the giant waterfall that connects the sky and the sea.

Looking at Luo Chuan's eyes and angles, the stars falling along the huge waterfall were only the size of a fist, but Luo Chuan knew that in the giant waterfalls of the sky and sea, even a drop of water was bigger than a thousand.

......

At the end of the ice field, on the shores of the Silver Sea, in the psychedelic mist under the clouds, a giant monster of strange shapes shuttled back and forth at a terrifying speed, or fighting, chasing, or fighting. Each of these monsters is at least 1,000 feet tall, and there are many that exceed 10,000 feet.

Crash!

On the surface of the Silver Sea, a big foot appeared, and the big foot stepped into the sea, setting off a huge wave that flooded a forest of ice a little further away from the shore. The owner of that big foot is actually an eight-armed three-eyed giant, wearing armor, majestic, with a Fang Tian painting halberd stuck in his back, like a heavenly god in ancient mythology!

Descending from the sky along the giant waterfall, there are not only huge and ancient stars, but also strange creatures, and from time to time there will be strange-shaped Taoist fairy palaces, and even fairy boys.

From time to time, there are groups of monks and strangers, or riding the flying crane with a wingspan, or driving the Divine Soldier Dao Palace, when approaching the giant waterfall, they either fly out of the mountain Dao Palace on the back of the giant crane, or directly control the Divine Soldier Dao Palace, and perform a variety of Dao methods, while killing the monster fairy boy in the waterfall, while salvaging those Dao Palace Immortal Mansions.

In the middle of the Silver Sea, the giant waterfalls that fall from the sky and connect the heavenly sea, they are like the center of the star abyss.

Luo Chuan opened the spatial passage before, and threw out five innate ancestral lands that fused with Xuan Patterns, which were hidden in the depths of one of the giant waterfalls and abyss.

The power that faintly echoes Luo Chuan's Dragon Emperor Dao is also lurking in the depths of the giant waterfall abyss.

And in Daddy's mouth, the secret place that only Su Yuchen knows about is also under the Heavenly Desolate Waterfall.

"The ...... of the Giant Waterfall in the Sky"

Luo Chuan retracted his gaze, and after a short half-pillar of incense, the minor injuries on Luo Chuan's body were almost completely recovered, and the remaining few major injuries were also rapidly recovering.

At this time, Luo Chuan's latest news has also reached the desk of the heads of various forces:

Luo Chuan defeated more than 2,000 monks in the Zhaolan Palace with two fists, left the palace, fought fiercely against the 14 ancient strongest, traveled thousands of miles, crossed the border of the ancient country of Zhaolan at sunrise, and fled away, and the 14 strongest did not dare to stop it...... (To be continued......)