"Hahaha, Luo Chuan, who do you want to die first?"

Looking at Luo Chuan, who was looking at him with expressionless face and his body movements were not diminished, King Shanbao laughed wildly.

"Of course it's you."

Luo Chuan said coldly, he rushed straight towards King Shanbao, his eyes were calm and his eyes were calm, and he did not feel hesitant at all because the monks of the Holy Court sneaked into Bai Yiqing's three daughters.

On the contrary, Luo Chuan's decisiveness and ruthlessness made everyone present feel slightly cold, and he seemed to have no concern for the life and death of the three women at all.

At this moment, Bai Yiqing and the three women also acted extremely calm, as if they were not worried at all.

"Luo Chuan, you..."

The sneer on King Shanbao's face became stiff, and there was disbelief and a hint of fear in his eyes. He once again made a mistake in Luo Chuan's judgment, and Luo Chuan was not disturbed at all... However, no matter how he looked, he didn't look like that kind of ruthless and unrighteous person!

Whoosh!

Luo Chuan appeared in front of the monks in the Holy Court.

He did not give the confused King Shanbao a chance to think, and a palm flew out!

King Shanbao had no choice but to grit his teeth and fight hard!

As soon as the palm was released, a trace of ominous premonition arose in the heart of King Shanbao, and his whole heart seemed to suddenly fall, falling toward the boundless abyss of darkness.

not good!

The years of alertness made King Shanbao secretly say bad things, but his palm has settled, and he can't even take it back even if he wants to.

Bang!

The palms of King Shanbao, which contained a trace of the power of the holy path, and Luo Chuan's palms were striking together.

Golden light soars into the sky, and immortals burst into waves!

The void is broken, and in the depths of the void, there is a faint roaring of gods!

The shock brought by the impact of the two forces of the holy path is beyond description in words.

“Ahhh…”

King Shanbao's expression was ferocious and painful, and his whole body was twitching.

His body was standing upside down and raised high, as if an old tree was blown over by the strong wind, shaking and shaking in the air, shaking but unable to break free.

After a moment of stalemate, his power of the holy path was sucked into his palm by Luo Chuan, and the rest of his body was ruthlessly deprived and swallowed, and finally turned into nothing.

"No……"

King Shanbao roared in pain, with despair in his voice.

The power of the holy path can only be planted once. If he is deprived of this time, he will no longer have the opportunity to re-pick the holy path. Without the power of the holy path, he will completely lose the qualification to control the quasi-saint magic weapon.

He went through a lot of hardships and betrayed his mentors. He did not hesitate to rebel against his fellow men, and planned a great turmoil without hesitation. He went against his original heart and surrendered to the holy court in exchange for the legendary power of the holy path and quasi-saint magic weapon that was transcendent to the heavenly path, and finally was reclaimed today.

All kinds of past, cause and effect were repaid.

The rebellious decision thirty years ago, the inner suffering over the past thirty years, everything I have exchanged for has become a mirror, water and moon, like a dream. I will never get it anymore.

Luo Chuan looked at King Shanbao coldly, turned his head, and looked at the Holy Clan coldly.

As early as when the Empress Luosha and the other three were raided by the Holy Court monks, Di Luoxuan and the Holy Clan ancestor were ready to move and had already planned to rescue the three women.

But when they were about to give the order, a hint of hesitation flashed across their faces and eyes. They hesitated for a moment, and didn't know what they were worried about, so they didn't immediately rescue them.

Luo Chuan deprived the power of the holy path with one palm. Looking back, he looked back. His cold eyes swept across Di Luoxuan and the ancestor of the Holy Clan, as if he was doing some kind of judgment.

Di Luoxuan's body shook, and he felt a slash of ice snatched by an ice knife, and a pain in his face. A sudden remorse suddenly arose in his heart.

"Very good. You holy clan no longer has the qualifications to negotiate with me. You are out."

Luo Chuan's cold voice sounded, echoing in the ears of the Holy Clan. All the monks of the Holy Clan looked ugly, and a disappointment of gain and loss spread from the bottom of their hearts.

"No...you...wait..." The ancestor of the Holy Clan regretted it, and he stomped his feet hard.

At this time, the monks of the Holy Court were five steps away from the Empress Rakshasa and the other three.

Bang!

Nearly a hundred monks in the Holy Court were bounced out, while the other half stopped.

It was not until this time that they discovered that although Bai Yiqing and the three women were free from the protection of Luo Chuan and the Deadly Copper Coins, they still had an invisible and colorless strange force that was protecting them in secret.

Luo Chuan's power of the holy path has just been reborn, so it is not Luo Chuan's power of the holy path.

This power that protected the three women was like a place in the depths of the abyss, like a strangely long invisible cover that protected the three women.

"What's going on?"

"What kind of power is this?"

"I don't know... it's not the power of the holy path, but it's not weak at all, like some kind of power beyond heaven..."

"What! How can the power outside the sky last forever in the Nine Heavens without being discovered! This chaotic Taoist is too terrible!"

"No wonder the Holy Dao issued an order to eliminate him at all costs... But the Holy Lord Protectors still seemed to be careless!"

The monks of the Holy Court whispered, and their tone could not hide their shock and fear.

Subconsciously, they turned their heads and looked at Luo Chuan. Until then, they discovered that their left hand, under the sleeve of Luo Chuan's left robe, was pinching something quickly.

Every time he pinched a handprint, a strange note would float out, some words and some spells.

The sound of the spell was light at first, but later it became louder and louder. It was like a Buddhist Dharma name, but sometimes it was like a dragon's roar, breaking through the sound of nature. There were nine sounds, overlapping and spreading into my ears. Even the monks of the Holy Court of Extraordinary origin and the disciples of the Holy Clan of noble blood felt their scalp numbness and their bodies were shivering.

Bang!

King Shanbao fell to the ground, with gray hair and a handsome face full of wrinkles.

The power of the holy path is sucked, causing damage to the natal life and its vitality to be severely damaged. Not only does its cultivation fall, but people also age instantly.

Hearing the sound of magic spells coming from Luo Chuan’s fingertips, King Shanbao’s whole body was shocked, frightened, and looked at Luo Chuan in despair: “You, you, you… you are…”

At the age of thirties... I can match the time.

The treasure control technique is so powerful... even defeated himself.

At a young age, he was already a chaotic Taoist who ordered the Holy Dao to issue an order to kill him... and he also knew that he would open the Nine Dragon Magic Spell of the Nine Dragon Immortal Court...

King Shanbao was trembling all over his body, from the heart of Tao to his eyelids. In his blurry vision, the young man in white robe in front of him gradually found himself from the bottom of the clouds, taught Taoism and passed on his skills, and spent a long time to train himself to become a top-notch man with a smile on his face.

"At that time, I led the gentleman to rebel and instigate the two disciples to join the Jiulong Immortal Court, are you?" Luo Chuan lowered his head, looked at King Shanbao, and asked lightly.

thump!

King Shanbao knelt on the ground, bursting with tears in his face, kowtowed hard, and blew his face desperately.

"Master, please spare me! Master, please spare me! Master, please be kind to me! The disciples are wrong! They are all disciples who have made big mistakes in a moment of confusion! The disciples never dare to do it again! Master, bypassing the disciples in large numbers this time! Disciple..."

"Is that right?" Luo Chuan interrupted and asked.

“Yes…it’s me…”

King Shanbao stuttered, swallowed his saliva, suddenly rose up, and ran back with all his strength, shouting hysterically: "Help! Saint help! My master is here! He appears again, and the Nine Dragon Lord is resurrected!"

Luo Chuan snorted coldly, still holding the Jiulong curse with his left hand, and waved his right hand.

Hurry!

More than 500 magic weapons fell from the sky, like thunder and rain, bombarding the body of the King of Shanbao.

"Ah! Ah! Don't!"

"Master, please spare me! Master, don't kill me!"

"Disciple is wrong! It's the disciple who covets the master's wife and has a ghost in her heart! Then he betrays the master!"

"I have been suffering day and night for the past thirty years, and I have never had a good time! Not only my disciples! Lielong and the Holy Infant are the same!"

"Disciple regrets... I'm really wrong... I'm going to dare no more..."

King Shanbao burst into tears and his voice became smaller and smaller.

More than 500 magic weapons impacted and tortured, crushing his body, which had been seriously injured. His body broke again and again, but was quickly repaired due to the existence of the power of the holy Tao. It was like piercing the heart day and night to replenish the heart. After thousands of tortures, the residual aura of the power of the holy Tao finally dissipated.

The King of Shanbao was also destroyed by the treasures and was crushed to the bottom, with blood and tears mixed together and gradually solidified.

"Wrong..."

"Disciple shouldn't..."

"Disciple is wrong..."

The faint sob sounded like a ghost, and it sounded from the bottom of the "mountain tower" made of more than 500 magic weapons, and it came into everyone's ears, making people feel cold and their faces pale.

Just when King Shanbao was buried in the bones.

boom!

Luo Chuan's sleeves were turbulent, nine lights soared into the sky, and the dragon roar shook the world!

As Luo Chuan personally used magic weapons to kill the King of Good Treasures, fulfilled his promise, and avenged the Jiulong Lord, the Jiulong ** curse seemed to be affected by some kind of influence, instantly passing through the previous period of calmness, and suddenly erection, and the heaven and earth were shaking!

At the bottom of the Star Fall Abyss, a giant that has been buried deep for many years is seen again in the sun! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!