Chapter 366

Through the water mirror, Luo Chuan stood outside Tiannan for the first time, overlooking the world where he was born and raised.

Compared with the Holy Buddha region with the bright Buddha light, Tiannan region is simple, dark and small.

But hundreds of thousands of years ago, it was one of the most powerful regions among thousands of regions.

"Hulu, jump back to the Star River map." Luo Chuan ordered.

As soon as the voice fell, the two water mirrors in front of him disappeared at the same time. The sky in the gourd palace became dark and the clouds were as dark as before the rain.

From the blue mountain pillar, a snow-white shadow fell.

Luo Chuan looked up and looked over the plain feather dust and fell to the Yunxiao Tianchi at the top of the mountain column. The source in the Tianchi was reduced by half compared with before.

In the blink of an eye, the plain feather dust has come near.

Compared with the time when she just woke up the extremely cold Dragon Crystal holy blood, the smell of Su Yuchen was obviously higher than that. Obviously, she was quenched by turbulence in the void, and then moistened by Tianchi star water, her extremely cold Dragon Crystal holy blood was raised to a higher level.

"Su Daoyou, go." Luo Chuan grabs Su Yuchen's hand.

Su Yuchen did not resist. He looked at Luo Chuan's right shoulder and thought deeply.

Once the extremely cold Dragon Crystal holy blood was awakened, Su Yuchen already had the potential to become the real superior of the congenital pulse, and vaguely noticed the terror on Luo Chuan's shoulder.

Although that breath is still in its infancy, its taste stage is frighteningly high. It belongs to the same congenital vein. It is not lost to the nine extinct purple snake ancestors among the congenital ancient snakes, and even vaguely overcome each other.

The existence of emperor level in the innate vein... How can it willingly submit to Luo Chuan? Luo Chuan, my ally, how many secrets does he hide?

Su Yuchen raised his head and looked at the young friar beside him.

In the past, when the sky opened Beijing, Su Yuchen also looked at it from a distance. At that time, Luo chuanshang was a fledgling young friar. Although he became famous in the southern regions overnight, in Su Yuchen's eyes, he was just a slightly different one among the thousands of mediocre friars in the mediocre region.

In the files on the 12th floor, Luo Chuan was written on paper, but a name.

Less than two years later, the two met again. The ordinary name had jumped out of the file on the 12th floor. When Su Yuchen came back, she found that the former young master had already surpassed any genius in the field, and even walked in front of her. She walked faster and faster, which made her feel flustered.

Staring at Luo Chuan's side face, Su Yuchen lost his mind for the first time since her reincarnation. He didn't notice that she didn't feel sick when her hand was grabbed by Luo Chuan.

In Duyu gourd palace, there was a whirl of heaven and earth, everything was quiet, the glory was dim, and the world became dark.

In a flash, the light of the stars came down, and Luochuan and suyuchen had returned to the treasure map world with six stars.

The Xinghe treasure map was originally just two pieces of baby wrapping cloth. The front of the mother picture and the back of the child picture are placed in front of the Nanhai Xianhu. It can't be called a treasure at all.

Luo Chuan and Su Yuchen returned to the Xinghe treasure map, but no one was disturbed. Even the little green snake lay lazily between the Xinghe, turned into a human, twisted its tail left and right, squinted at the six stars, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Luo Chuan put away the fairy gourd in the South China Sea and gave a low cough.

Among the stars, Xiaoqing turned her head and looked at Luo Chuan and Su Yuchen. Her eyes fell on the hands held by them for the first time.

"Sister, you're back." Xiaoqing swam to them. On the way, her snake tail gradually changed into a pair of snow-white, smooth and tender legs. She walked to Luochuan and smiled.

"Xiaoqing. Isn't there a Taoist robe in your storage ring?" Su Yuchen wrinkled, took out a Taoist robe from the ring and threw it to Xiaoqing.

"Xiaoqing forgot." Xiaoqing put on her Taoist robe and smiled sweetly: "sister, where have you been with her brother-in-law?"

"Who is your brother-in-law? No big or small! No outsiders, what should I call this palace?" Su Yuchen said faintly.

"Yes, princess," said little green in a crisp voice.

Luo Chuan looked at Xiaoqing thoughtfully, with deep eyes.

"Su Daoyou, it's time for Ben Dao to do it too." Luo Chuan said.

"Can I help you?" Su Yuchen asked.

"Just look at the situation. More than a day has passed, and I don't know how many people died in front of the imperial palace." Luo Chuan patted the immortal gourd with his hand. The gourd spit out a white breath and condensed into a water mirror, in which the scene in front of the Imperial Palace appeared.

Day and night passed, and in front of the Imperial Palace, blood flowed into a river and bones covered the ground.

It was another dawn, which tore through the heavy clouds and haze and spilled into the palace guarding sea.

The sea water of the palace guarding sea has been dyed red. From time to time, you can see the wounded body of the monk, floating slowly, like an unfortunate drowned ant, humble and fragile.

"When are you going to resist?"

Before flying the boat, Ying Wujun sat upright, stared at the defeated soldiers on the other side of the palace guarding sea, and took another sip of wine.

"If you win, you can't die if you bully you." in mid air, a Guixu ancestor coughed blood and drew a circle of mana light wheels in his hand to resist the opponent's attack: "Huang Baizhen! Three hundred years ago, your majesty called you into the imperial Taoist palace! Give you four grades of this life skill! You have today! You are a strong man, but you are the demon who wins Wujun! You are not afraid of five thunders!"

"Ha ha." the ancestor of Ying Wujun raised his mouth and scoffed: "he who knows current affairs is a hero. Ying boy has ambition and talent. What's more, he also has bad luck. He found the treasure of Zhen Ding in the imperial dynasty of the Zhou Dynasty and the mother map of Xinghe that has disappeared for hundreds of years. Who can compare it in the world?"

"Presumptuous!" the elder ancestor of Changsheng palace coughed up blood and said, "he is rebellious, killing the Lord and the king. People and gods are angry! Even if such a person has good luck, he is limited! You don't wake up quickly!"

"It's you who should wake up!" the ancestor of yingwujun laughed: "anyway, the last pure blood of the emperor of Zhou has died. The luck of the great Zhou Dynasty is over! Even if there are ten wind spirit paths, it can't be saved!"

"That's right! If the little Zhou emperor is still alive! Blood ties, the Star River treasure map will naturally recognize the little Zhou emperor as the main! Unfortunately, the little Zhou emperor has died. Do you have the ability to go down to the nine secluded places and bring the little Zhou emperor back to life? Ha ha..."

The two Guixu ancestors were suspended in the air, fighting with each other.

Before, yingwujun and fenglingdao fought openly and secretly. No matter how fierce it was, the Guixu ancestors of Da Zhou never came forward. But now, it has reached the juncture of the demise of the country and the change of dynasties, which has involved the interests of them and their disciples and grandchildren.

"Your ancestors, it's been a day. What's the point if you fight again, except for a few more deaths?" yingwujun said lazily in the flying boat.

The black faced door god and the white faced scholar also showed a proud smile.

Sixteen good news monkeys scratched their ears, scratched their cheeks, waved a gold stick and shouted, "Tongtian fairy house, the national teacher is invincible. Reopen the fairy Dynasty and preach in all directions!"

Opposite the palace guarding sea, the old general Fu, covered with plasma, spat: "bah! Wolf ambition!"

"Win no king! As long as I wait for one breath, I will never let you mess up the whole week!" old Prime Minister Qin shouted angrily, holding his weak body with the help of Qin drowning.

During the bloody battle day and night, the immortal friars in Changsheng palace suffered heavy casualties, less than one in ten. Only prime minister Qin, general Fu and other more than 20 immortal ministers were left, as well as the white robed and white haired man who sat in front of the crowd and faced the king.

"Wind friend. Don't you admit defeat?" Ying Wujun looked across the palace guarding sea.

A day ago, Feng Lingdao was badly hurt by Ying Wujun, and he fought hard for one night with his injured body. He was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to cough.

For a long time, Feng Lingdao opened his eyes: "win no gentleman, you haven't won yet."

"I haven't won yet?" Ying Wujun raised his mouth slightly, looked sympathetically at the wind and said, "do you think there are seven Guixu ancestors on the side of your Longevity Palace?"

Before the Changsheng palace responded, Ying Wujun suddenly lit an ice and a fire in his eyes and clapped it without warning.

A giant mana palm, half ice and half fire, appeared in the air and roared towards the Guixu first-order ancestor who was fighting and coughing up blood.

The old ancestor didn't expect to win Wujun. He was caught in a slap.

Yin and Yang fingerprints, ice carved pillars of fire in the perfect environment!

The old ancestor's palm trembled, and a mass of ice and fire sprang up in front of and behind him, covering him in the twinkling of an eye, just like an ice and fire carving. Through the crystal like ice and fire sculpture, I can vaguely see the incredible eyes of my grandfather.

This palm has reached the peak level of Tiannan region's infant territory in terms of skills, mana, timing and Dharma level! Although the old Guixu was seriously injured and was entangled by his opponent, he could not succeed in one move if he didn't win Wujun's war method was too strong.

Everyone, including Feng Lingdao, opened their eyes and watched in disbelief as Lao Zu was sealed into an ice carved fire pillar, slowly falling from the sky and killed by Lao Zu Bu, who won the no king side!

Boom!

The ancestor of Guixu territory blew himself up in the sky, and the mana gas wave collapsed in a circle of void, as if the ripple wave was rippling in all directions.

There was silence in front of the imperial palace.

The ancestors of the two sides looked at yingwujun one after another, looking different.

Before, there were seven ancestors on both sides, forming a confrontation situation. Now one person has been killed by yingwujun. The situation on the field has changed dramatically immediately.

"Feng Lingdao, what else do you have to say?" Ying Wujun smiled. "I'm just too lazy to do it. It's also a good enjoyment to see your dying struggle. Don't forget that I haven't used the Star River treasure map."

As the voice fell, the ancestors on the side of Changsheng palace became ugly, and their fighting spirit began to decline. The immortal ministers opposite the palace guarding sea gradually became decadent and depressed.

As yingwujun said, they can support up to now because yingwujun has not used the Star River treasure map. It is also because yingwujun didn't use the Star River treasure map, that hope came into the heart of Changsheng palace.

At dawn, the white waves rolled and rattled.

After a long silence, an old ancestor of the Longevity Palace sighed, looked at the wind spirit and said, "wind boy, you've tried your best, it's better."

When my grandfather said this, everyone in Changsheng palace was dejected. Prime Minister Qin and general Fu couldn't help but look up and sigh. Their faces were desolate and their eyes were dim, as if they were a hundred years old in an instant.

Only Feng Lingdao still sat straight, his eyelids trembled slightly, and then opened: "win without Jun, you haven't won yet."

"Still have the cards?" Ying Wujun shrugged and looked helpless: "you don't want to use it until your men and horses are dead?"

The winner has no words to kill his heart. The winner is in hand, and he doesn't forget to stir up discord.

On the side of Changsheng palace, many immortal monks were greatly frustrated. Looking at Xiangfeng Lingdao, they began to have a trace of confusion and resentment.

Feng Lingdao smiled bitterly and said to himself, "that backhand... I didn't want to use it. Although he gave me a keepsake, I watched his son die, but I didn't stop it. How could he help me?"

The words "wandering man" were introduced into his ears. As soon as yingwujun's pupils contracted, his eyes became sharp again.