Chapter 368

Not only win Wujun, but all the Guixu ancestors on his side showed a surprised look and looked around uneasily.

There are many secrets in the practice world, but some are secret. Only when you reach a certain level can you know them.

In the circle of returning to emptiness in Tiannan region, the wandering messenger is just a legend.

It is said that many years ago, there was another kind of friar between heaven and earth. They also practice Taoism, and have the division of Taoist realm of power, mana and Taoist power. However, they have the ability that ordinary monks do not have. They are detached from the practice world, monitor the Yin and Yang world, and cut off the yuan life of practitioners.

Only the really powerful friars in the Ninth Heaven can be free from them. It is conceivable that they are powerful.

Until one day, the stars disappeared, the old world of practice was destroyed, and the new world of practice began. The yuan life of practitioners no longer had to look at the eyes of the Tao of heaven.

As long as you keep practicing and crossing one realm after another, you can have eternal yuan longevity.

Since then, the wandering messenger also disappeared between heaven and earth, leaving only a legend.

The monk's life is in his own hands, and the existence of wandering messengers naturally becomes meaningless.

However, there are too many and frightening legends of youyou people. The first reaction of yingwujun and Guixu ancestors is to look around.

"It's him!"

On the side of Changsheng palace, the infant friar beside Prime Minister Qin was surprised and happy.

"Master Luo Chuanluo, he is here!" Fu Qingquan also shouted.

The monks rescued by Luo Chuan with Qin drowning and Fu Qingquan showed excitement.

"He saved you from the Star River treasure map?" prime minister Qin responded: "I see. It turns out that guru Luo has not died."

General Fu Lao's army looked at the figure in the air. He looked complex. How could he forget his previous sarcasm at Luo Chuan.

On the other side of the sea, the monk who won the no king naturally heard it. The seven Guixu ancestors looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. Since Luo Chuan has already escaped from the Star River treasure map, he is obviously not the son of wandering, and the wandering messenger does not exist at all.

"Son of youyou? Hum! By mistake, Feng Lingdao almost succeeded." Ying Wujun showed shame and annoyance. Thinking of his previous embarrassment, he became more and more resentful towards Luo Chuan and Feng Lingdao.

"Luo Chuan, I will never let you run away again this time." Ying Wujun raised his hand with a palm.

This palm was angry, yin and Yang met, and the ice carved pillar of fire gathered a large handprint of more than a thousand feet in midair, in which the deterrence was much stronger than the previous three palms.

"Master Luo, be careful!"

"Master Luo, get away!"

Everyone on the side of the Longevity Palace was nervous and shouted hard. The young guru who rose three years ago and made rapid progress all the way seems to be their last hope.

In front of the palace guarding sea, Feng Lingdao looked at Luo Chuan with surprise and anxiety in his eyes.

He suffered a great loss under the yin-yang fingerprint. Naturally, he knew the power of the yin-yang fingerprint.

"Be careful of Luochuan!" Feng Lingdao took a deep breath, pinched the seal method, and wanted to save Luochuan regardless of the retrogression of Taoism.

His handprint has not been pinched, and the big handprint of yin and Yang has flown to Luo Chuan.

Compared with the mountain like Yin and Yang fingerprints, Luochuan is insignificant.

Boom!

A violent noise came from the sky, as if something had hit an extremely hard void meteorite.

The monks felt numb on their scalp and felt as if they had hit themselves.

When they looked around, they were all stupid.

The yin-yang fingerprints of Feng Lingdao and GUI Xu's ancestors were attacked by Luo Chuan, and Luo Chuan broke through a big human hole!

As Luo Chuan stepped over the yin-yang fingerprint, the thousands of feet high ice carved fire pillars were broken, annihilated and turned into powder behind him. He himself was undamaged, and there was no red seal on his forehead.

"It is said that although guru Liluo is not a mysterious pattern and wonderful body, he has two double cultivation. When I saw him today, I knew that the rumor is true." prime minister Qin sighed.

"It's more than that. His physical level is higher than ours." general Fu finally convinced: "I used to think that guru Luo's rise depended on luck. Now I know it's a big mistake."

"Master Luo's body is obviously stronger than when he was in Sifang street. How long has it been? It's incredible!" the monk who spoke obviously experienced the Sifang street battle not long ago.

Thinking of Luo Chuan's amazing achievements since his rise, the people in Changsheng palace couldn't help but look forward to it.

In front of the Imperial Palace and behind the Pearl curtain of the flying boat, Ying Wujun's face was so gloomy that ink was about to drop.

"I don't believe it. The son and mother of Xinghe Baotu can't cure you!" Ying Wujun said something. Xinghe Baotu flew up from the square city array in the distance and fell into Ying Wujun's left hand in the twinkling of an eye.

The Star River treasure map, the mother map, also fell from the sky, with a speed comparable to blinking, falling into the right hand of yingwujun.

Xinghe treasure map, a son and a mother, suppress the weather of the great week!

There were two pictures of yingwujun in hand, and the wind and cloud changed again. A sense of self-respect rose from his eyebrows. The immortal friars behind him looked hot and looked forward to worship. The seven ancestors couldn't help nodding and praising.

"The six stars are like laws and orders! The two treasures of son and mother, kill me!" Ying Wujun raised his hands, aimed the two pictures at Luochuan and sacrificed them at the same time.

The Longevity Palace was worried. Fu Qingquan suddenly shouted, "Grandpa, look behind guru Luo!"

"That's..." old general Fu followed Fu Qingquan's fingers and saw the Nanhai Xianhu behind Luo Chuan. The whole man was stunned on the spot if he was struck by lightning.

At the moment Luo Chuan flew out, everyone was attracted by Luo Chuan himself, ignoring the South China Sea immortal gourd suppressed by Luo Chuan.

"That, that, that's not the gourd in the picture!" general Fu's lips trembled.

"No!" prime minister Qin's eyes were hot and strange: "it is said that Taizu came to the great Zhou Dynasty with two treasure pictures and a gourd hanging around his waist! But he never saw the treasure picture of the Milky way, and no one has seen the gourd. In the long run, our generation thought that the gourd was just a misinformation... I didn't expect that the gourd really existed."

"In Sifang street and Sifang City, the emperor descends on the sun and the purple star is born. The purple star picture and purple star gourd look at the way home before looking at the ends of the sea." before the crowd, Feng Lingdao's eyes were complex, gratified and appreciated: "since the purple star gourd was brought by the Taizu, it is at least at the same level as the Xinghe treasure map. When the purple star gourd comes out, you have not won yet."

As soon as the voice of Feng Lingdao fell, the purple gourd jumped out from behind Luochuan.

In mid air, Luochuan held a gourd and aimed at the two treasure pictures under him.

"Gourd! Follow my heart! Close!"

Luo Chuan patted the bottom of the gourd, and the purple air wave ejected from the mouth of the gourd, enveloping the Star River treasure map to the ground.

Zhou Taizu's memory once said that Nanhai Xianhu can restrain all the magic weapons under the six stars.

Sure enough, as soon as Nanhai Xianhu appeared, Xinghe treasure map trembled violently, like a great enemy, and was out of the control of yingwujun again.

Luo Chuan had been carrying the gourd behind him and blocking Ying Wujun's sight. Until this time, Ying Wujun saw the fairy gourd in the South China Sea.

With a "buzz" in his head, Ying Wujun stood up from the flying boat, flew into the air and stared at the fairy gourd in the South China Sea.

"That's... it's the gourd... It really exists, and there's nothing wrong with this seat." Ying Wujun stared with wide eyes and whispered: "did you Luo Chuan go down to the bottom of the imperial mausoleum? How could it be so possible? This seat only went down to the penultimate fifth floor after exhausting its strength for two years. How did you do it..."

Hoo! Hoo!

The roar of wind and thunder tore everyone's eardrums.

In front of the imperial road palace, the two star river treasure maps regarded as national treasures by the friars of the Zhou Dynasty were easily sucked into the purple gourd, and there was no sign of resistance from beginning to end.

Ying Wujun was shocked and looked at Luo Chuan. His eyes were full of horror.

Luo Chuan hugged the gourd and fell from the sky.

As the Xinghe treasure map was inhaled, the treasure power of Nanhai Xianhu consumed a lot.

Luo Chuan can clearly feel that in the inner part of the gourd, in the green column Tianchi in the Duyu gourd palace, the source of star power has been consumed to only 30%.

Of course, this is not only because of accepting the Xinghe treasure map, but also because of jumping back to Tiannan from the depths of the void and consuming too many sources along the way.

"The star power source is about to run out? Once there is no star power source, the gourd can't be used... But it's enough to accept a winner."

Luochuan moved the gourd mouth, aimed at yingwujun and shouted, "yingwujun."

Ying Wujun opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back in the twinkling of an eye.

He also knew that the loss of Xinghe treasure map was over. He looked at Luochuan, made a quick decision, tore the void and fled in.

"Luo Chuan! Don't go!" Feng Lingdao saw that Luo Chuan was going to chase after him, and hurriedly shouted, "Ying Wujun is tricky. He wants to lure and kill you in the void!"

Luo Chuan looked at the spirit path of the eye wind and took a picture of the gourd. The child and mother of the Xinghe treasure map fell into the palm of his hand.

"You clean up the mess!" Luo Chuan waved his hand and flew to the wind spirit path.

Reaching out to catch the two star river treasure maps, Feng Lingdao was stunned, and the look in his eyes gradually recovered. The people in the Changsheng palace behind him cheered, united as one, and the war will rise again.

On the other hand, the seven old ancestors who won without a monarch looked like ashes, not to mention the other immortal friars.

When Feng Lingdao returned to God, Luo Chuan had flashed into the void.

In the void, the turbulence is dangerous. The empty shallow bank outside the domain boundary has no obstacles to today's Luochuan, just like walking on the ground.

Flying 300 steps in the void, Luo Chuan stopped his body, turned his head and looked northwest.

A hundred steps away, Ying Wujun slowly showed up and stared at Luo Chuan. A smile floated on his face: "Luo Chuan, you are brave enough. You dare to come after me alone."

"Don't talk nonsense." Luo Chuan put away the gourd and looked at Ying Wujun: "you involved my two brothers in the game to kill me. If I don't chase you, how can I take your head to sacrifice my two brothers."

"Hahaha..." Ying Wujun looked up and laughed. He never looked away from the Nanhai Xianhu behind Luo Chuan: "I have been tracking this treasure gourd. Various legends show that only when the other party answers, can it be included in the gourd. Luo Chuan, it's your biggest mistake to chase me with it today! When I get this gourd, what Star River treasure map will I need!"

Luo Chuan glanced lightly and won Wujun. He was too lazy to say more.

Two dark lines rose in his eyes, one black and one white, one life and one death.

Tianmen Xuanshen, the way of life and death!

A group of Dan Gang rose from Luo Chuan's palm and changed into a winged dog. He was vicious and flew to win Wujun.

Twelve stars, evil spirit, Dharma phase, winged dog phase!