"stop!"

Luo Chuan did not expect that the people of all ages would kill him as soon as they said they could kill him. He roared, and at the same time, a wave of magic power was rolled up, turning into a giant magic power fist, and slamming the cadres and monks.

"The meaning of momentum?"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the powerful monk from all ages, and he snorted, and at the same time he took action, a vast and distant aura merged into his magic fist and blasted towards Luo Chuan's magic fist.

Boom!

Luo Chuan's magic fist shattered in response! It turned into flowing smoke in mid-air and dissipated!

However, the giant magic fist of the eternal monk did not dissipate, and still rushed around, crushing a large area of ​​void, exposing the long river of time, and bombarding Luo Chuan!

The eternal monk at the third level of Guixu is obviously the leader among the eternal monks. His strength is far superior to anyone Luo Chuan encountered in the Tiannan Domain.

His punch not only easily shattered Luo Chuan's magical fist, but also scattered an extremely strong ancient morality. When this punch flew across the sky, the scene of the death plain suddenly changed.

A long ink painting actually appeared in the air.

The ink painting scroll is thousands of steps long, followed by the giant magic fist, like a banner that was stretched out by the giant magic fist. The light and shadow on the banner flowed, but it was a scene of the Tiannan Continent tens of thousands of years ago. There were prosperous and ancient city countries, lonely travelers riding turtles and cranes, and ancient Taoist sects with three thousand sword cultivators... All kinds of people, sects, and immortal dynasties gathered together. Tens of thousands of monks rushed from the center of the Tiannan Region to the Tiannan Region in all directions. Some were participating in trials, some were capturing and killing immortal beasts, and some gathered together to fight with each other!

As this ink painting unfolds, the entire plain of death lingers in a vast and distant atmosphere, the sky is dimly light and shadow, and the earth is withered and dim. It seems that the whole world has retreated back tens of thousands of years ago and entered the ancient era with countless mysterious legends.

Such a punch. The monks present never even thought about it.

They were originally provoked by Zhou Buchen and became hostile to people of all ages. After seeing this punch, their eagerness was instantly suppressed. Zhou Buchen and Ning Tianxing's domineering mystery of breaking the formation with one sword and one sword before was also different from this punch, and their momentum was completely suppressed!

The mana that carries the painting of tens of thousands of years of history does not advance very quickly, but when it passes through the death plain, everyone feels unable to move, including Luo Chuan!

With more than three hundred steps left before this punch, Luo Chuan was locked by the qi and could not move.

At the same time, Luo Chuan's skin, flesh and bones, including the meridians and dantian, were trembling uncontrollably. In the eyes of the monks, Luo Chuan's body at this time was like a leaf trembling and shaking in the storm. It was extremely fragile and thin.

The monks from the Tiannan Region and from the Middle-earth region were inexplicably staring at Luo Chuan, with a changeable expression.

Four words popped up in everyone's mind...the body collapsed.

It was too late to bear it after more than 300 steps apart. This was not the level of Master Luo. Sure enough, as the rumors were, Luo Chuan's body had already begun to collapse!

Almost every overseas monk showed excitement and surprise on his face. Even now, even if he was reluctant, he had to admit that Luo Chuan, a Middle-earth monk, had surpassed the highest level of overseas monks, and even the Four Dao Shaojun could not compete with him!

However, Master Luo, whose physical collapse is far less terrifying. At least, his strength will be knocked down to six to seven levels.

Master Luo Chuan Luo must have been forced to improve his physical strength through some kind of side-door path. Now he can't bear it and his true form is revealed.

Unlike overseas monks, most Middle-earth monks looked at Luo Chuan with a hint of regret.

Master Luo Chuan Luo is an absolutely extraordinary existence among the younger generation in Middle-earth. But no matter how powerful he is, he is in the land of Love River at this moment, and he is definitely no match for people of all ages.

Anyone monk of the ages has such terrifying power. At present, there are nearly 2,000 monks of the ages in the plain. Such terrifying power is even greater than that of the Tianhua Palace, enough to sweep half of the Tiannan Domain.

Master Luo, Zhou Buchen, Ning Tianxing, and the other three declared war on people of all ages in the love river, which was tantamount to hitting stones with eggs! What's more, Master Luo's physical strength has been destroyed and his strength is far inferior to before!

Could it be that his legendary journey will end in this love river?

With one gaze of excitement or regret, the magical fist of the eternal monks drove down and soon rushed to Luo Chuan's thirty steps!

The White Bone Demon Pig and the Old Ancestor of the Piano Demon took action at the same time!

The old ancestor of the Qin Demon uses the white bone magic frame to force the giant magic fist!

The white bone demon pig opened his mouth and spit out a wave of magic power, blasting towards the magic power fist!

Although the ancestor of Qin Demon has the skeleton of Miaoyu Tianjun, he is not able to fully control it.

The White Bone Demon Pig was weakened by divine wisdom, and her control over techniques and morality was far inferior to its predecessor, the White Bone Emperor.

Boom!

The old ancestor of the Qin Demon and the White Bone Demon Pig worked together to barely intercept the giant magic fist, the huge fist flowing waves, and the eternal painting scroll, like a torrent of darkness, flowing around the old ancestor of the Qin Demon and the White Bone Demon Pig, as if it were a illusion.

"Just with your ability, you dare to compete with our twelve divisions?"

The leader of the cadre's monk smiled coldly, but also let go of the female Taoist purple face on the cloud throne. He looked at Luo Chuan, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and then his eyes fell on Ziyun with an uneasy look behind Luo Chuan.

"If you know the image, you will automatically hand over the Yuanjiang monster. The secrets hidden in it are far beyond your imagination. It is not a good thing that you have mastered it, but it is a big disaster!"

"Haha, I'm just saying so much, but I'm sorry for you, a junior who has been tens of thousands of years later. At such a young age, it's not easy to reach the current level."

"God has the virtue of being alive, and I also have the beauty of becoming a human being. As long as you hand over that monster, I promise that I will never hurt you a single hair."

"Otherwise, hehe, you have seen my methods. You can easily kill you if you only need me."

Under the gray sky, the voices of the monks of the eternal cadre were like a cold mirror, reflecting the chill deep in everyone's heart.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Luo Chuan, and they looked at the Yuanjiang monster behind Luo Chuan from time to time.

Today, Luo Chuan took action, which was very reckless, completely subverting his former image.

Even when facing the Twelve Eternal Divisions below, no matter how powerful he has, he has lost the power to turn things around and can no longer turn the tide like before.

With his temperament, he would never let go of the monster boy behind him and ignore it.

In the middle of the plain, cold wind blew across the white hair of the purple clouds.

Although he is honest and kind, he is definitely not a fool. He can naturally sense the meaning in the eyes of monks around him.

Ziyun raised her head and looked at Luo Chuan with a deep guilt: "Luo Chuan...I..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Luo Chuan with a smile.

In the long wind, Luo Chuan turned around, looked at Ziyun, who was silent and unruly, and smiled slightly: "Xiaoyun, I don't know what the Twelve Eternal Eternals have done to you, but it must be not a good thing. Do you want to take revenge?"

Ziyun was stunned, frowned, and confusion and uneasiness appeared in her eyes.

"If you want to take revenge, I will avenge you now."

"But you have to promise me that from now on, if someone scolds you, you must scold you hard. If someone hits you, you must beat you hard. If someone bullies you and bullies the people around you, you must come out like me and stand up for them."

Luo Chuan looked at Ziyun.

Ziyun clenched his fists, as if he had recalled something, and hesitated, but then hesitated: "But..."

"Xiaoyun, you don't need to think too much, you just need to answer me, do you want to think or not."

"Think." Ziyun gritted her teeth and said heavily.

"That's enough." Luo Chuan touched Ziyun's head and smiled relievedly: "Avenge your revenge first today. As for your strong heart, stay and find it slowly in the future."

After saying that, Luo Chuan turned around and looked at the Twelve Eternal Parts opposite the plain.

The Twelve Eternals seemed a little impatient to wait and was ready to start.

"Luo Chuan, what trump card do you have?" Zhou Buchen suddenly asked.

"Luo Chuan, if you don't play your trump card, we will all explain it here today." Ning Tianxing's expression was calm, but there was a hint of bitterness in his tone.

A light of light and dark flashed in Luo Chuan's eyes, and he whispered: "Yes, my biggest trump card should be revealed. I just didn't expect it to be revealed so early... Little turtle, let them out first."

"I'm going to die! Luo Chuan! Why are you so slow!"

The complaints of the white bats came from Luo Chuan's shoulders, and a ray of light and shadow flew to the sky. In a blink of an eye, light spots spit out from the white bat's mouth.

Whoosh swish swish swish...

In the middle of the plain, powerful auras appeared out of thin air. A ancestral demon named Wu Xu woke up from the bat coffin sleep and fell to the ground. His body was covered with white viscous liquid, but it was the residue after the resource was consumed.

Apart from the Qin Demon Ancestor, Chi Liuer was in charge of Tianhua Palace, and all the sixteen Demon Ancestors were present.

After defeating Tianhua Palace in Kongxu Mountain Realm, they were admitted to Baiba Mountain City by Luo Chuan and began to advance to break through the third level of Guixu. Most of them were once powerful cultivators of Guixu Level 2 and 3, with their own breakthrough experience, and with the abundant resources plundered from Tianhua Palace, this breakthrough was extremely smooth.

The old demon of Baimei, the Qingming Demon, the ancestor of Tianji... After a brief loss of consciousness, a former demon of ancestor woke up one after another, either broke free from the mucus, or walked out of the mucus, stopped ten steps in front of Luo Chuan, and bowed down.

"See the Lord of the Tao!"

The sixteen ancestors and demons with terrifying auras and murderous auras, each with strange appearances, were all naked to Luo Chuan.
Chapter completed!