Now Luo Chuan’s Tianmen thoughts can sweep a radius of 150 miles.

In the northwest direction, one hundred and fifty miles away, Luo Chuan saw a running figure.

He was a fat man, not very old, and his cultivation was only at the first level of True Pill. He fled among the dense forest and stream, with a look of panic on his face.

"Is it him?" Luo Chuan raised his eyebrows.

When he was practicing in the Kongxu Mountain Realm, before the last autumn competition, Wen Renxi, a female disciple of the Great Migration Peak, once led two young disciples to the Kongxu Mountain Realm to cause trouble for him.

The fat man in front of him is one of them.

"Tianhua Palace?" Luo Chuan soon saw the people chasing the fat man.

A familiar Taoist robe was the elite disciples of Tianhua Palace. Six of them had reached the peak of the fourth level of the True Pill when they went to the Seven-Star Yuanye, Luo Chuan had been chased by these disciples, and his strength should not be underestimated. The person in charge even reached the first level of the Infant Transformation.

With the strength of seven Tianhua Palace monks, it was easy to catch the fat man, but he didn't do it and always kept a certain distance.

"The fat man is just a bait... The monks of Tianhua Palace want to find out others through the fat man, and their target is another person." Luo Chuan soon saw the situation clearly.

"This fat man is not stupid either. He just circles in the woods."

"Gu Yue Peak... Wen Renxi... If there was an entrance to the White Bone Heavenly Prison Hall, it would be in Wen Renxi's hands."

Halfway through the mountain, Luo Chuan's body gradually became empty and dispersed into millions of invisible and colorless flowing winds. The next moment, thousands of flowing winds appeared fifty miles away.

In three moments, Luo Chuan came to the dense forest stream, turned into a wind shadow, and quietly followed the disciples of Tianhua Palace.

The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

After two incense sticks, the fat man finally walked out of the dense forest.

Just when Luo Chuan was a little impatient, two figures flew over the sword in the mind of Tianmen.

On the left is a middle-aged monk with a white face and long beard, with his cultivation level in the Infant Realm. On the right, he has short eyes and a plain robe wearing mourning, which is Wen Renxi, a disciple of Gu Yuefeng.

"Little fat!" Wen Renxi shouted after about twenty steps.

The fat man stopped his body, his face was delighted at first, then became nervous, and shouted sharply: "Senior sister, don't come over! This is a trap!"

Seven monks of Tianhua Palace who were tracking the fat man exchanged glances. At the same time, they accelerated their body skills, flew past the fat man, and flew towards Wen Renxi. After crossing the dense forest, when they saw the middle-aged monks beside Wen Renxi, their faces changed drastically.

"It's Gu Yuejiang! Escape quickly!"

The first-level monk infancy transformation shouted softly and made a quick decision. He led the six true pill monks to turn around and run away.

The middle-aged monk shook his wrist and a flying sword appeared in his palm. A cold light appeared in his eyes, and a blue light flashed from the tip of the sword.

"Where can you escape!" the monk shouted and slashed out with a sword.

The seven people in Tianhua Palace had fled a hundred steps away. Although their body movements were fast, they were not as fast as the cultivator's Qingming Sword.

In the blink of an eye, a sword light that looked like a green waterfall appeared behind the seven people.

"Fight!"

For the first-level monk in the transformation of infant, he opened his mouth and spit out the magic weapon. It was a bowl of blood and jade, with a deep breath faintly flowing. It was actually a magic weapon of the third grade. He was pinching a hand seal with his left hand, transforming the magic gate, and facing the sword light.

The other six fourth-level monks of True Pill cast magic sects and released their flying swords to greet them.

Bang!

The green sword slashed down and split the dense forest and the stream into two pieces.

The six fourth-level monks in the true pill had different bodies and heads. The magic weapon of the first-level monk in the Infant Transformation was broken, and he vomited blood from his mouth, and flew backwards. His face showed a look of panic. In the air, he burned his life regardless of the heavy injury of his vitality, and used his body skills to escape backwards.

The middle-aged monk slashed out with a sword. He did not continue to chase him. He slowly withdrew his sword and looked at the fat man: "Gao Xiaopang, are you in trouble?"

"Disciple is fine! Thank you for your help!"

Gao Xiaopang glanced at Wen Renxi beside him. Then he turned to the middle-aged monk: "Fortunately, uncle of the master came out, otherwise the disciples really didn't know what to do. The traitors who went down the six holes obviously had revealed that we had another hiding place in the six holes! Tianhua Palace followed the disciples immediately, just to find everyone through the disciples."

"The traitors from the six holes! Master had long seen that they were ill-behaved in their lives. Master was compassionate and never attacked them. If Master was still there, see who would dare to do so!"

Wen Renxi's pretty face was cold, and his charming and beautiful look was not inferior to his charm in the plain Taoist robe. He looked at Gao Xiaopang who was stunned.

"Gao Jili." Wen Renxi turned to Gao Xiaopang: "Why have you been there for so long? Three days... What do people in the Kongxu Mountain Realm say?"

"I……"

Before Gao Xiaopang could say anything, the middle-aged monk raised his eyebrows, pointed his sword to the side, and induced the green light: "Who! Get out!"

Wind shadows flew out of the forest and gradually gathered into a ball, faintly vaguely, and the figures could be vaguely identified.

The middle-aged monk looked a little solemn, and he didn't even think about it. He held the seal in his left hand and the sword in his right hand!

One sword and one seal, the sword seal is combined, and the sword technique is mysterious, and its power is increased and not decreased compared to the previous sword.

A green torrent winded up from the forest, rose into the air, turning into a long blue sword nearly five hundred feet long, slashing towards the wind shadow.

"It's worthy of being Master Gu! It's worthy of being the Great Destruction Sword!" Gao Jili stared at her eyes wide, with her back facing Wen Renxi, and a hint of suspicion flashed across her face.

"The master is busy with civil affairs, while the uncle Gu is dedicated to practicing. When it comes to skills, the uncle has almost caught up with the master over the years." A trace of nostalgia flashed in Wen Renxi's eyes, obviously thinking of Gu Yuefeng.

Both of them were relaxed. With Gu Yuejiang there, they obviously did not take this uninvited guest seriously.

When the Qinghong long sword fell, thousands of wind shadows had just gathered together into human form.

A human hand stretched out from the colorless wind shadow and drew a circle in the air. In an instant, circles appeared in the air and spread to both sides.

Although the sword of Gu Yuejiang was loud, it was like a rainbow across the sky, hanging above the man's head and unable to be chopped down.

Gao Jili's eyes widened, incredible.

As a disciple of the Great Migration Peak lineage, he is familiar with the skills and skills.

How could Gao Jili not tell that what the man in Fengying used was the skill method: use points to control the face. This move is not very powerful in the skill method of the Great Destroy Peak. Many disciples can learn four or five points.

But that man was able to use the simplest point to control the face, and control the second person of the Great Migration Peak, Gu Yuejiang. This move to control the face with point has been deduced to perfection by this uninvited guest and reached a magical realm!

Gu Yuejiang frowned deeply, and his eyes revealed an extremely solemn look. He pinched the seal with his hands. His whole body of magic power was injected into the sword.

The Taoist Dharma is mysterious and is the magic power.

The power of magic power is infused, and the power of the Qinghong long sword rises again, like a pillar hanging down the sky, hitting the wind shadow.

Gu Yuejiang's sword power finally broke through the ripples in the air and hit the man.

The wind shadow disintegrated, revealing the man's true body.

There was a loud bang.

Fist and sword collided.

Changruhong Waterfall's sword power was like a wooden board hitting the rock hard, breaking into two pieces from the middle.

The aftermath of mana swept through the dense forest, cutting the trees in the forest into powder, and flooding the man's figure.

Gu Yuejiang held up his sword and hung it on his back. Looking at the man in the dust, his eyes flashed with gleam.

Wen Renxi and Gao Jili looked at each other, their eyes full of solemnity and their faces were full of vigilance.

Master Gu Yuejiang is twenty years younger than Gu Yuefeng. Now he is at the second level of the Infant Transformation, but his true strength is infinitely close to the third level of the Infant Transformation.

This person can catch Gu Yuejiang's sword. He must be at least a second-level expert in the transformation of infants!

The powder dissipated, and Wen Renxi saw the uninvited guest clearly.

"It's you! Luo Chuan!" Wen Renxi exclaimed: "Why are you here? You are not already..."

Luo Chuan smiled and patted the wooden scum on his body.

Wen Renxi realized that he had reacted too much, his face turned red, and he looked at Luo Chuan with complicated eyes.

Gao Jili and Gao Xiaopang were also surprised. He looked at Luo Chuan deeply and buried his head. The depth of his eyes was full of jealousy.

He still remembered that two years ago, he and his senior sister sneaked into the Kongxu Mountain Realm to capture Luo Chuan. At that time, Luo Chuan was only at the fourth level of foundation building, and his cultivation strength was far inferior to that of the first level of Zhendan. He was a small person he disdained and could pass it away at will.

But even Luo Chuan at that time had just made a trick. He made the three of them be taken down by Elder Qin and lost all his face in front of his beautiful senior sister. It was a great humiliation.

Gao Jili never forgot that humiliation. However, every time he heard Luo Chuan's news, he would find painfully that his distance and he became bigger and bigger. Until Luo Chuan defeated Gu Yuefeng with a skill in Zhou Jing, he pushed his reputation to another level.

When Gao Jili heard the news, it was the first time that he complained to Gu Yuefeng in his heart, even though Gu Yuefeng had already left at that time.

Fortunately, not long ago, an exciting news came: Luo Chuan provoked Ying Wujun in Zhou Jing and was killed by Ying Wujun.

Gao Jili was so excited that he was laughing when he was sleeping at night. Even though Da Mie Peak was besieged by Tianhua Palace, the lower six caves were betrayed, and the upper six caves were so sad that people were panicked. Gao Jili didn't feel much. He was immersed in the joy of Luo Chuan's death.

At this time, on the Great Migration Peak, Gao Jili saw a living Luo Chuan appear in front of him. His face was so ugly that it was like a loss of his parents. He lowered his head desperately to prevent Wen Renxi and Gu Yuejiang from noticed.

"Everyone said you were dead, but I didn't expect you to be alive. Tianhua Palace would be disappointed when he knew this news. Your skills have indeed surpassed my brother." Gu Yuejiang looked at Luo Chuan and nodded: "What's even more rare is that you have refined your body to such a level. Although your attack power is still only in the True Pill Realm, your defense has exceeded the Ordinary Infant Realm. Even if I want to kill you, it is not that easy."

"Dare you ask me, yes?" Luo Chuan asked. He did not show his attack tactics just now, but simply defended against the opponent's attack.

Looking at the middle-aged monk opposite, Luo Chuan had basically guessed his identity.

"The original path of Gu Yuejiang is the clan brother of Gu Yuefeng, the leader of the Great Migration Peak." Gu Yuejiang glanced at Luo Chuan and asked, "I wonder what happened to Master Luo when he came to the Great Migration Peak?"

Before Luo Chuan could speak, Gao Jili, who was standing beside him, raised his head and looked angry: "Uncle Master, don't believe this person! This time, my disciple went to Kongxu Mountain Realm, not only failed to invite reinforcements! Instead, he was humiliated!"
Chapter completed!