Chapter 215

Boom!

Another loud noise!

The TIANRI fierce Sabre is like a fierce tiger, lying between the flying cloud killing the sun method sleeve and the Taigu true immortal gun. The blood light sweeping is accompanied by a evil intention and ferocity.

Tao state of mind! Demon state of mind!

When the two moods were separated, Luo Chuan's cold eyebrows were frozen and different.

The first time I met Yunlong in parallel before, Luo Chuan was bullied and oppressed by two Heaven and earth laws. Now, the second time I met the parallel of clouds and dragons, Luo Chuan has the previous experience, and ran Qingyi's strength is much lower than before. It can be broken without the phase of heaven and earth.

The continuous shadow of the sword spread from the parallel of clouds and dragons. Dan Sha flowed along the shadow of the sword, turned into a warrior and forcibly smashed the void.

The void collapses and shatters, and turbulence surges.

The flying cloud extinguishes the sun, the magic sleeve and the Taigu real immortal gun are impacted by the turbulence, sink down, and the uncontrolled drama swings.

Ran Qingyi's body trembled wildly. The two unique skills in his hands were no longer as strong as his arms and fingers as before. They were as heavy as mountains. A force of counterattack surged down the palm, blood gushed out of his throat, and the look in his eyes instantly peeled off.

Looking up hastily, ran Qingyi saw a young man in a black robe walking across the clouds and dragons, stepping on mysterious steps in the moonlight and dragging a long knife.

The breath of death came to his face. Ran Qingyi only heard a "pop" on his chest, and his state of mind was completely broken under the impact of fear.

The deadline has come!

Ran Qingyi's face turned pale, and sorrow rushed into his heart.

How could he have escaped death if he hadn't exhausted the spiritual source of the body protection magic weapon left by the master before he left in order to refine the bad Minister of Zhou. But now, even if he is unwilling to do so, he knows his end well.

However, to die at the hands of such a wicked man is the greatest regret in my life!

Perhaps it was a flash of light when the deadline was coming. Ran Qingyi looked at the figure more and more familiar.

Pale and evil Ye's face met ran Qingyi's eyes, and gradually overlapped with that calm but arrogant face.

"It's you..."

Ran Qingyi blurted out.

Before the word "you" was finished, it was drowned by the roar of the fierce sword.

Luo Chuan, it's you. You have such a separate body at the same time. Death in your hands is also a great shame and hatred, but it is not unjust. Six Taoist collections, if they don't, they will die... Ha ha, I finally understand.

An idea flashed, and ran Qingyi was cut in two by a knife.

Blood beads solidified into crystals splashed all over the sky, and a white jade arm that had not yet been fully formed stretched out from ran Qingyi's real pill. At the last moment, he had a clear mind and finally took the step of verifying the baby!

Click!

The real pill was cut in half and burst in the void. The opportunity to turn the baby had just begun, but it was ruthlessly cut off by Luo Chuan! The golden pill powder was swept away by the void turbulence and disappeared.

Six Taoist collections, the first in Apocalypse, ran Qingyi, dead!

Luo Chuan stretched out his hand and put ran Qingyi's storage ring into his sleeve.

The long knife suddenly hit the ground and sent out a buzzing. Luo Chuan looked up at the distance of the sky. The national teacher didn't appear. Maybe he was trapped in a dispute and struggle.

Luo Chuan gradually bent his mouth and laughed happily.

Kill ran Qingyi. This will be the last time he uses Zhou Zhihao's identity. Such an unbridled feeling may be the last time to enjoy it.

"Taoist priest..."

"He killed ran Daoshou."

"God, how dare this thief!"

The friars of the Taoist temple stared at the black haired and evil looking young people in the Haisha dungeon, crying. In the absence of the national teacher, the Taoist temple is led by ran Qingyi and is their spiritual leader. Three days ago, ran Qingyi was defeated in the first World War. The faith of the friars in the Taoist temple was shaky. Tonight, they witnessed ran Qingyi being killed. They were hit hard again, and their faith almost collapsed.

Luo Chuan's laughter stopped suddenly, and his mind rose to the gate of heaven. He saw more than ten Taoist shadows coming here quickly.

In the southeast, Su Yuchen and little green fairy came together.

In the northwest, Ning Tianxing came with a group of experts from Tianxing Taoist society.

Due south, Sima Wuji and Ren Xian.

Due north, there are seven masters.

In addition, many friars of the third and fourth ranks of Zhendan rushed to the Taoist temple from all directions.

"Are they all here to pick up the leak?"

Luo Chuan sneered.

Although the Taoist temple was attacked by him twice and killed ran Qingyi, it is still the place where the national teacher of the Xia Dynasty established the Tao after all. If a disciple is killed, as long as he can catch the murderer, he will get benefits.

"Fortunately, I was ready."

Luo Chuan turned his eyes to the Haisha dungeon not far away. The 36 murderous old monsters noticed and looked up at Luo Chuan.

When saving Zhou's bad minister, Luo Chuan lingered for a long time. It was not how difficult it was to open the prison, but Luo Chuan was studying the cracking methods of all 37 Haisha dungeons.

The national master of Daxia never thought that he only passed on the opening technique of Zhou buchen's sea prison, but Luo Chuan pushed it out completely according to the law of prohibition, and quietly left a flaw.

With a fierce sword, Luo Chuan pointed directly at the Haisha dungeon and said coldly: "do you want to escape here?"

Thirty six murderous old monsters, with thirty-six pairs of eyes shining at the same time, all showed a strong color of desire, but they returned to silence a moment later.

"Boy, dare you tease me!" an old monster snorted coldly.

"Hehe, you just killed a seriously injured ran Qingyi. If you talk big, you're not afraid to flash your tongue!"

Luo Chuan smiled: "there's so much nonsense! You poor old guys belong to me. I'll show kindness, pretend compassion and let you out!"

When the voice fell, Luo Chuan rolled up the fierce sword, shook his wrist and suddenly split into the Haisha dungeon.

The sword shadow all over the sky, heavy sabre Sha!

Luo Chuan looked like a mess of knives. In fact, the knives cut the flaws left before him. This flaw is kept secret. Luo Chuan set it according to the very clever prohibition techniques in the memory of the emperor Jiulong. Even if the imperial master of Daxia doubts in the future, he will never find any evidence.

What's more, if the 36 old monsters are released, the Taoist temple and the Apocalypse capital will be in chaos. Who can take care of him.

Ran Qingyi, although you have become the first stepping stone for me to preach, it's worth your life to have these 36 evil ancestors buried with you.

The last knife!

The sea of ice on the surface of Haisha dungeon was crumbling. In the twinkling of an eye, there were more than 100 cross vertical and horizontal cracks on the ice. With a crash, the ice broke inch by inch, and the gas of blood evil rushed out of the sky. The huge Taoist temple was filled with blood gas in an instant.

Haisha dungeon is broken!

But none of the thirty-six strong evildoers moved.

I don't know how many years they have never left the Haisha dungeon. They look at the stars, sun and moon at the height of the ice day and night. They beg to escape from the sky all the time. Even if they exchange a hundred years of Yuan life for it, they are willing.

But when this day really came, they couldn't believe it.

After a long time, an old monster who once returned to the virtual third stage stood up tremblingly and suddenly stepped off the sea to the dungeon.

Plop!

For a long time, he didn't stand up. He could hardly walk. He tripped and fell to the ground just two steps away.

"Cluck, cluck..."

Strange laughter came out of his mouth, gloomy, low and crazy.

He suddenly jumped out with his legs and feet, hugged the pale monk of the Taoist temple, lowered his head and nibbled at the monk's neck, sucking blood.

"Ha ha ha..."

"Grandpa, I finally have to see the sun."

"Don't hahaha! Wonderful!"

More and more murderous old monsters jumped out of the Haisha dungeon, and the dungeon was empty in the blink of an eye. These murderous old monsters have been tortured for hundreds of years. They have been eroded by mana day and night. They are hungry and thirsty. They also hate the Taoist temple. The friars who catch the true Dan realm devour their blood and run rampant, wreaking havoc on the Taoist temple and searching for the elixir spirit pulse to restore their cultivation.

Taoist temple, this is the price you pay for imprisoning my brother.

Glancing at the ruins of the Taoist temple, Luo Chuan withdrew and soon disappeared into the darkness. Countless monks came from all directions and were stunned when they saw the tragedy in the Taoist temple. For a moment, they forgot to look for Luo Chuan.

Apocalypse Beijing Central, white bat sandbar, Roche danqizhai.

Zhou buchen looked at the direction of the Taoist temple in the distance, and his eyes showed deep concern.

"What's the matter?" Bai Yiqing asked behind him.

In the direction of the Taoist temple, the blood light rushed to the sky, and the sound of exciting fighting echoed continuously, even in the central area.

From time to time, a group of figures swept out of central and ran to daozunyuan.

Bai Yiqing stood on the balcony with her mouth closed. The night wind rolled the tulle and wrapped it tightly around her attractive body. Her face was as white as paper, and her lips were about to bite and bleed.

"I'm afraid things have changed." Zhou buchen whispered in a dignified tone.

Bai Yiqing was worried when she heard the speech: "go and help him, Mr. Zhou!"

Zhou buchen didn't look back. He twisted his eyebrows and shook his head: "no, I promised him to keep you comprehensive."

"You..." Bai Yiqing stomped heavily.

Just then, a blood column splashed from the sky of the Taoist temple, and a funny head was thrown into the air, which could be seen by the skills of Bai Yiqing and Zhou buchen.

Zhou buchen's expression changed slightly, and Bai Yiqing's face became more and more pale.

"Leave me alone! Go and help him!" Bai Yiqing shouted anxiously.

"But..." Zhou buchen looked back at Yiqing, silent.

Looking at the hesitant Zhou buchen, Bai Yiqing clenched her lips, and a trace of hatred was born in her heart. She doesn't hate Zhou buchen. She knows that Zhou buchen must want to help Luo Chuan at this time. What she hates is herself. It's useless at the critical time. She can only be a mop.

"Well, I'll go to the next sword array in the attic. Just stay here." Zhou buchen finally compromised.

As soon as Bai Yiqing was happy, he listened to Zhou buchen's words and pinched the printing method at the same time.

Sharp sword lights burst out from the palm of Zhou buchen and turned into a water curtain covering the attic. There are many sword lights flowing in the water curtain, but it's like the stars outside the sky, moving around and around, strange and strange.

"That's almost it." Zhou buchen loosened his handprint and said faintly, "this is the Ganges star killing sword array I learned from kendo. Although it hasn't been completed, it can at least stop the fourth level master of Zhendan from hitting three with all his strength."

Bai Yiqing nodded and didn't speak.

Zhou buchen finished and looked at the motionless old ape lying on the ground: "it's a disaster to keep this old man."

When the prince's sword came out, the light and shadow of the sword flowed, and Zhou buchen split his sword at Mr. Yuan.