The front of the city was quiet again.

Boss Bai frowned, glanced at Luo Chuan, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Above the city, the Western Heavenly Sword King stopped, he didn't bow his head, he didn't seem to be too lazy to look at Luo Chuan, and his deep voice was intriguing: "Which thing?"

"Three months ago, Luo Mou reported to the Sword King that there was an unknown sand worm cave in the Void Ice Desert outside the Six Star Domain. The sandworm cave is full of fiery dragon blood spirit veins, if you use this spiritual vein to cultivate the physical body, it can exert miraculous effects, and can make the physical body cultivation increase day by day. Luo Chuan looked at the Western Heavenly Sword King, and his tone was sincere: "The Sword King promised before that he would divide Luo Mou into half of it." ”

The words "Fierce Dragon Blood Elf Vein" came out, and Boss Bai and Wang Hu ...... But all the monks who have a little insight exude longing.

Soon, however, the monks' eyes were full of sympathy and regret when they looked at Luo Chuan.

This is a cannon fodder camp, there is no trustworthy person from top to bottom, the Western Heaven Sword King is insatiable, if he really gets that spiritual vein, let alone half of it, even if it is an inch, it is impossible to give it to Luo Chuan.

As expected, the Western Heavenly Sword King smiled dumbly and walked forward.

"My lord, didn't you succeed?" Luo Chuan took a step forward and perseveredly pursued: "My lord, you promised ......"

"Boss Luo, I haven't seen you for three months, but your shelf is getting bigger and bigger. The Western Heavenly Sword King stopped, lowered his head and glanced at Luo Chuan lightly: "Back then, you didn't dare to talk to this seat like this." Sure enough, power can get carried away...... But don't forget. Who gave you all this today? ”

The Western Heavenly Sword King's gaze was like thunder, shaking Luo Chuan's head with a bang, his heartbeat accelerated, and his breathing became unstable.

"Remember who you are, and don't toast or eat or drink. If there's a next time, don't do it to you, the boss. ”

The Western Heaven Sword King said lightly, his body gradually turned into nothingness and disappeared into the air.

Sou!

Half of the bronze halberd, which was still stained with blood, flew down from the sky, and it was inserted straight in front of Luo Chuan's feet, and the halberd contained a rich void origin. The sharp halberd blade attracted the attention of the surrounding monks. There was greed and longing in his eyes.

In the cannon fodder camp, where there are almost daily battles, it is a luxury and luck to have a fragment of a magic weapon as a weapon.

The bronze halberd at Luo Chuan's feet, although only half of it remains. And has lost its treasure power. But after all, it once entered the ranks of magic weapons. Hard and sharp. In the eyes of the monks outside, it may just be a scrap item in a cannon fodder camp. It is definitely a "magic weapon" at the town and battalion level.

The monks looked at Luo Chuan, their eyes full of envy.

"Hehe, Boss Luo, Lord Sword King is already very good to you. Reward you with this treasure, look at the cannon fodder camp, you have almost no opponents. Even the old white me, I want to give you three points. Boss Bai snorted and said half-jokingly, his tone was so unpredictable that people couldn't tell whether he was sincere or false.

Luo Chuan raised his hand, put the bronze halberd into his palm expressionlessly, closed his eyes, and then opened them, with a sneering face: "Lord Sword King told this seat before that after killing Yan Zhongxian, he will appear. But it wasn't until we were chased and killed by the Bloody Hand Immortal Slaughter that he couldn't hold it anymore that he made a move...... One wants to beat, and the other wants to be gracious. Hehe, you and I owe him another life. ”

"There are some things, why bother to say them. Boss Bai didn't turn his head, looked into the distance, and smiled faintly: "Although the Sword King has gone away, this prison is full of eyes and ears. Boss Luo, this seat is leaving. ”

Luo Chuan's feet did not move, and he had no intention of leaving: "Those monks, even if they really give them the courage to inform, they will not be able to go to the Sword King." Even you and I, in the eyes of the Sword King, are just eagle dogs, lackey-like characters, who can be replaced at any time and disdainful, let alone them. If this seat guesses correctly, the Dao cultivation of the white boss in the past may far exceed that of the three of the Western Heavenly Sword King. ”

"Boss Luo. Although you and I have known each other for more than a year, we don't seem to know each other that well. Boss Bai stopped, turned his head, looked Luo Chuan up and down, and his voice was pressed into a bunch: "Boss Luo, you first persuaded me to cooperate to kill Yan Zhongxian." Today, he is directly in front of the throne to provoke the relationship between the throne and the supervising monks. What the hell do you want to do?"

"Hehe, it's just small talk. Luo Chuan's face was relaxed, and his voice was also suppressed: "Boss Bai has been here for so long, I don't know how long I want to stay?"

A fine light flashed in Boss Bai's eyes, and he disappeared in an instant: "This seat is in the cannon fodder camp, but I have only stayed for thirty-seven years, so I won't worry about you Boss Luo." ”

"Could it be that Boss Bai never thought of going out. Luo Chuan said casually.

Boss Bai's body trembled very indistinctly, withdrew his gaze to look at Luo Chuan, and smiled slightly: "Boss Luo, you are still young, ruthless, and you can't see through the details." Maybe it won't be long before the cannon fodder camp will completely become your territory, and even Bai will have to curry favor with you. ”

Luo Chuan frowned, and Boss Bai obviously didn't answer what he asked.

"Boss Luo, do you know what Yan Zhongxian's status was in the cannon fodder camp seventy years ago?" Boss Bai asked, without waiting for Luo Chuan to speak, he asked, "Seventy years ago, Yan Zhongxian was also another subordinate of a strong cultivator. And that boss, who once ruled the cannon fodder camp for a hundred years, fought all the cannon fodder camp without any opponent, and the nickname of the king of flesh was passed down from him. But seventy years ago, the boss gave up his position in the cannon fodder battalion, voluntarily entered the extraterritorial void battlefield, became cannon fodder, and was crushed to death. Luo Chuan, do you know the reason?"

Luo Chuan was silent.

"Like you said, because he wants to get out. Maybe fifty years from now, this seat will want to go out too. But now I don't want to, I want to live a few more years. ”

Bai Lao Daxiao smiled, turned his back to Luo Chuan, and walked in the other direction: "Boss Luo, this seat is too lazy to ask you what the 'Fierce Dragon Blood Elf Vein' is, and I don't want to know what the hell you are doing." I only have one word of advice for you, don't think that you are the only smart person in this world, and in the end you will find that you are the biggest fool...... The Western Heavenly Sword King is not so easy to provoke. ”

"I thought you were a great person in the past, but that's it. ”

Luo Chuan used Zuihou's agitation method.

Boss Bai didn't speak again, was indifferent, and walked forward calmly.

In front of the tall city, Luo Chuan turned his back to more than three hundred core monks and clenched his fists.

A whole year and a half! trapped in a cannon fodder camp that sees the light of day!

Luo Chuan tried all his best, using a lot of dirty methods that he had never used, just to survive and escape! But when he finally plotted to kill Yan Zhongxian, clear the threat of Zuihou, and was about to reach the top of the cannon fodder camp, he still did not find a way to escape.

If one person can't do it, pull another person!

In the cannon fodder camp, Luo Chuan's only white boss who can't see through it is no longer ambitious, and he is just doing well.

Looking at the back of Boss Bai, Luo Chuan was in a trance and saw himself thirty years later.

Shivered, and the pores of Luo Chuan's whole body shrank.

No, I must escape! Get out as soon as possible! No matter what the cost!

Taking a deep breath, Luo Chuan turned around and walked back.

Thirteen core monks, more than three hundred flesh body monks who had never given up, looked at Luo Chuan with great admiration, wisps of black smoke emitted from them, high or short, like more than three hundred fierce demons.

This ferocious aura can not only protect the state of mind, but also prompt people to speed up the cultivation of mana and Dao power, which is ten to a hundred times faster than usual. In the cannon fodder camp, the mana and Dao power are imprisoned, and this ferocious qi can only act on the physical body, urging the operation of qi and blood, essence and blood, and refining the physical body at a speed of ten times and a hundred times.

"Wang Hu. Luo Chuan looked at his first opponent when he first entered the cannon fodder camp: "Lord Sword King just said, there is a new person coming in." You take everyone and go and grab eighty percent of the newcomers. When picking, be careful. ”

"Yes, big brother!" Wang Hu responded violently, compared to when he first met Luo Chuan, both his physical strength and the strength of his blood and qi had improved by leaps and bounds, and he had increased by more than twenty times.

The ferocious aura inherited by Jiulong Jun originally had the effect of "those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black", which can make those who sincerely obey Luo Chuan also contaminated, and at the same time promote the growth of strength. After Luo Chuan entered the cannon fodder camp, it was the demonic state of mind that dominated, and the ferocious aura naturally came out, combined with Luo Chuan's own life and death, morality and ferocity, which made the effect of this ferocious aura even more amazing.

Wang Hu followed Luo Chuan for the longest time and benefited the most, but because he was limited by the physical body method he originally cultivated, he had not yet fully manifested.

After arranging Wang Hu, Luo Chuan dodged and disappeared.

When he reappeared, Luo Chuan returned to his solitary thousand-step cell.

Sitting cross-legged, Luo Chuan was suspended in mid-air.

He didn't devour the Void Origin Cultivation Heavenly Gate Xuanshen carried on the artifact as usual.

Like flowing water, the thoughts of the Heavenly Gate spread out in all directions, passing through the empty or full of monks' prisons.

Soon, Luo Chuan's Heavenly Gate Idea entered the palace at the front of the cannon fodder camp.

There is a plaque above the palace, and the plaque is engraved with the four big characters "Supervise the main palace".

Tianmen's mind continued to move forward, and soon turned into a beautiful side hall, and on the golden cicada silk fragrant jade couch in the center of the side hall, a monk sitting cross-legged with nine flying swords on his back.

This is not the first time Luo Chuan has spied on the Western Heavenly Sword King, so he naturally knows how not to be discovered.

The Heavenly Gate Mind carefully parted in all directions, surrounding the Western Heavenly Sword King.

One pillar of incense, two pillars of incense, three pillars of incense...... Three hours passed, and finally, the Western Heavenly Sword King opened his eyes.

"That Luo Chuan, what the hell is going on?"

"Only a fool would say that in public. ”

"But he's not a fool. ”

After thinking for a moment, two flashes of light flashed in the eyes of the Western Heavenly Sword King, and in the main hall, a blood-colored spirit vein that looked like a dragon and not a dragon appeared. (To be continued......)