Chapter 128

Shaking his head, Luo Chuan withdrew his reverie.

Tianchen island is too far away. It's useless to think more. At present, he is just a little monk in a small field.

Turning to the fog miasma at the junction of the second and third floors, Luo Chuan punched out.

The golden red awn, which is 30 feet long, was born like a dragon and smashed the fog miasma.

Buzz!

The fog miasma shook slightly, and there were floating lines like water waves, which restored calm in the twinkling of an eye.

"The people who set up this yin-yang Dharma array have at least reached the state of transforming infants. Is that the ancestor in their mouth?"

At this time, Luo Chuan's stomach cried.

In a flash, Luo Chuan disappeared in front of the cave.

Before long, Luo Chuan came back with three giant yellow sheep. Each of the three yellow sheep was more than 30 feet long. They were huge like three hundred year old trees. A sheep's hoof was bigger than Luo Chuan's whole person.

Boom!

Luo Chuan threw the sheep to the ground, gulped and swallowed.

When Li Quanfu was there, he especially liked to make mutton, boiled, stewed, stewed and roasted... For Luo Chuan to eat in different ways. Even Bai Yiqing and Luo Fu were full of praise, let alone Luo Chuan who was not picky about food.

Luo Chuan pinched his fingerprints, used fire technique, and began to roast mutton by imitating Li Quanfu's technique.

In the twinkling of an eye, the first yellow sheep was roasted into charcoal ash.

Luo Chuan looked at his masterpiece and turned his eyes to the second yellow sheep.

Luo Chuan carefully controlled the fire this time. In a twinkling of an eye, the second yellow sheep was finally cooked... It was scorched and black to be exact.

Luo Chuan was helpless. He still didn't believe in evil. He provoked the third yellow sheep to use the fire method.

Gradually, Luo Chuan's manipulation of the fire became more accurate and meticulous, and his control of the fire method increased quietly. Half an hour later, Luo Chuan finally succeeded.

This time, the Yellow sheep is neither burnt nor burnt, emitting a strong fragrance.

Luo Chuan couldn't wait to bite, and his face stiffened. Cooked is cooked and can be eaten. However, the taste is far from that of the roasted whole sheep made by Li Quanfu. It's just one day at a time.

"Little plum, where are you?"

At this moment, Luo Chuan especially missed Li Quanfu, who was cheap but good at making mutton. Holding his nose, Luochuan swept the giant sheep like a whirlwind.

"The Taoist sect of the immortal family has a reason to compete for resources. Only with resources can we refine elixirs, cultivate spiritual veins and cultivate friars. So much flesh and blood is not as good as a perfect tonic pill."

Luo Chuan rubbed his belly and took out several storage rings to see if there was any pill ore in the ring.

Huangting eats Qi and Lingtai eats meat. However, both the Huangting and the spiritual platform can absorb the source through pills, minerals and spiritual veins and turn it into their own use. Of course, the required categories are different, and not all pill spirit channels are suitable.

In the storage ring, Luo Chuan couldn't find the pill or ore he wanted, but one thing attracted his attention.

Looking at the ring engraved with purple wind and thunder patterns in his palm, Luo Chuan smiled: "as an elder of the devil, Chang Qiu, there must be some good things in your ring."

Chang Qiu is dead, and the storage ring has become an ownerless thing.

Luo Chuan's thoughts poked in and frowned.

There are many things in the storage ring, but apart from a few skill scripts, the rest are women's intimate clothes. They are colorful, varied, loose and tight. They are all kinds of things. They still exude women's body fragrance.

Luo Chuan scratched his head: "old goat."

Just about to put away the ring, Luo Chuan saw a nine foot long knife in the corner.

At the first sight, Luo Chuan's eyebrows jumped.

It was a long black knife with two deep grooves on the blade, in which blood flowed. Looking carefully, I found that it was the brilliance of the knife itself. I don't know how many monks died under this knife, but let the blood flow shadow be deeply engraved on the knife.

At the handle, the word "sky and sun" is engraved. At first glance, it was plain and light, but at another glance, Luochuan felt a cold flowing out from the two words, and instantly turned into boundless magic and rushed to Luochuan.

Hum!

Luo Chuan's eyes are red with blood. A trace of magic comes out of the heart lake and suppresses it to the long knife.

"Eh?"

Luo Chuan was secretly surprised. In the face of the suppression of Jiulong Jun's evil nature, the long knife was still shouting, like a demonstration. Luo Chuan's evil nature came from Jiulong Jun and was planted in the white bone stove. Although it is less than one tenth of all the evil nature of Jiulong Jun, it is extremely pure.

In other words, the magic of this long knife is also very pure, and has its own knife nature. It is not only an ordinary magic weapon, but has risen to the level of magic weapon.

Luo Chuan turned his wrist and started with a long knife.

The handle was as cold as cold iron. In an instant, a fierce breath was released from the blade and rushed into the sky.

Luo Chuan cut back with a backhand knife.

A blood awn shaped like substance was released in the night. When the blade came, both the dead wood forest and the swamp were destroyed and turned into powder.

Boom!

The soil is flying.

Luo Chuan took back his knife, and a knife ditch more than 40 miles long appeared behind him. With one knife, he cut the first and second layers of Hongshan swamp in half!

"Good knife!"

Luo chuanzan said.

Just then, with the power of the flesh, he cut it out, but subconsciously ran out the mind method of "my devil mercy". To his surprise, the unknown mind technique was extremely suitable for the sabre technique, and its power exceeded the magic fist. Luo Chuan was secretly surprised.

"I see. My magic compassion is a magic mental skill. Although my magic fist is powerful, it lacks a trace of magic. Comparatively speaking, it is more suitable for this magic knife."

Under the Tianmen gate and above the Nianhai sea, a brand-new bubble rises. Bubbles are broken, and the figure jumps out. Practice the sabre technique.

Luo Chuan sat down cross legged and put the long knife in front of his knee. But unexpectedly, the blade suddenly trembled, sent out a burst of knife sound, flew up in the twinkling of an eye, turned into a blood light, and got into Luochuan's heart.

Luo Chuan looked at it intently and saw the dark long knife standing quietly at the high place of the Lingtai, next to the virtual pill.

"It is said that magic weapons have spirit. Since you are willing, stay there."

Luochuan whispered.

Long Dao didn't respond, just like a proud man standing silent.

The moon sets, the sun rises, and the long night passes.

The first ray of sunshine fell from the sky. Luo Chuan stood up and walked slowly into the fog at the junction of the second and third floors.

As soon as he entered the fog miasma, Luochuan turned into a breeze.

After breaking through the realm of real pills, Luo Chuan again performed the wind evasion technique, which is more smooth and light than before. It is close to the real wind, invisible, colorless and traceless.

But the sight of the third floor surprised Luo Chuan secretly.

Different from the first and second floors of Hongshan swamp, the third floor has no dead wood forest or swamp. A peak of nearly 100 feet stands in the middle of the third floor. Many stone steps are surrounded on the rock wall of the peak. The stone steps lead to caves. From the caves, there is a painful roar from time to time. You can't tell whether it's a man or a beast.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a mountain forest. Nearly 100 men in black robes wander in the mountain forest. Their accomplishments range from the foundation building period to the virtual Dan period. They all have white vines on their hands, and monsters are tied at the other end of the vines.

As described by the ruthless fairy, these monsters are either human head and lion body, human body and beast head, and some are evil. They either have bat wings on their backs or have four arms.

"They are all the lowest level demons."

Luo Chuan's eyes fell back to the mountain caves.

"The Tianshui mask should be in one of the caves. I don't know if the old ancestor is still there. It's not easy for him to make such a big noise without disturbing the cultivation world."

After a little observation, Luo Chuan aimed at a black robed friar standing on the edge of the dense forest and used the wind method to escape.

At the edge of the dense forest, the black robed friar led a monster with a human body and a cow's head, and his face was gloomy.

"Damn it, when will this day come to an end."

Looking at the monster beside him, the man in black suddenly kicked out and hit the monster's lower abdomen heavily. The monster screamed, and the cow was in pain. He fell to the ground and curled up in a ball. His eyes were full of confusion and despair.

"Hahaha..." the black robed man smiled grimly and was very proud.

Just then, a wind sounded in his ear. In the wind, someone said, "keep quiet."

"Who is it?"

The man in black was stunned and looked around vigilantly.

A figure slowly solidified behind him.

Suddenly turned around, the black robed demon Xiu in the virtual Dan period burst into a fine light in his eyes, and the red light in his fist heart burst out and pounded Luo Chuan's abdomen.

Luo Chuan didn't avoid it. His five fingers opened and burst out a red light, grasping the heart of the black robed Friar's fist.

Click!

The fist of the black robed devil was crushed by Luo Chuan.

Before he screamed, Luo Chuan locked the black robed devil's throat and lifted him up.

The black robed demon Xiu's eyes showed a look of panic. It was also an empty Dan period. He had no power to fight back. The red light contained in the young man's palm was not thick. It was obvious that he had just broken through, but his grasp was like a snare of heaven and earth, which made him have no power to fight back.