Chapter 439

Listening to the cry of killing behind the bronze gate, the eyes of 13 core friars such as Wang Hu also turned red. From them, a ferocious spirit was emitted, like wisps of black smoke, shrouded in swelling, three or four feet short and nearly ten feet high.

You become who you spend your time with.

This ferocious spirit was developed over time during the year and a half when they followed Luochuan. They often showed their exposure and increased their prestige when fighting.

However, compared with the murderous spirit of Luochuan, Wang Hu's thirteen people are more than a little inferior.

The evil spirit rose from Luo Chuan and spread. Through the bronze gates on both sides, it drilled into nine thousand step cells, including one occupied by Luo Chuan alone, a total of ten cells.

More than 2000 monks in these ten cells are the foundation of Luo Chuan's power.

At this time, the front of the nine cells were almost attacked by Yan Zhongxian. The monks at the bottom of Luo Chuan's hands fought and retreated behind the bronze gates on both sides of Luo Chuan's side.

Through the bronze gate, the monks felt the breath of Luochuan, and their confidence and fighting spirit were ignited again. However, the keys to the bronze gate are all in the hands of the supervising monks. They are only separated from Luo Chuan, but they can't open it.

"Boss, there seems to be something wrong." Wang Hu came up and whispered, "these doors are open at this time on weekdays, but they are tightly closed today."

"Don't think about it. The supervising friar must have done it on purpose," said another core friar.

"Did Yan Zhongxian buy out even the supervising friar this time? Among the three leaders of the supervising friar, Xi Tianjian Wang and Bei shajun have not returned, and the remaining bloody hand immortal Tu Li Guang and our boss have never dealt with..."

"Yan Zhongxian is really cruel! First, he planted a traitor and bribed the three of Qixiu. Now he is working with bloody hand immortal Tu to separate us from more than 2000 brothers!"

"Yes, we just go to find Yan Zhongxian. It's just a dead end!"

The core friars whispered and looked uneasy.

Wang Hu frowned and felt a little nervous in his heart.

In the cannon fodder camp, if you offend the boss, you may end up dead, but if you offend the supervising friar, it will only be worse than death.

Among the three leaders who supervise friars, boss Luo has a good relationship with West Tianjian king and beishajun, and has a general relationship with bloody hand immortal Tu Li Guang, even bad. I don't know why. Bloody hand immortal Tu Li Guang likes to make trouble for boss Luo from time to time, but he is closest to Yan Zhongxian.

Two months ago, the West Heavenly Sword king and beishajun had something to go out, but they haven't returned yet. Li Guang is the only one left of the three leaders, who is in charge of power alone. But at this time, Yan Zhongxian attacked Luo Chuan without warning. He didn't want to know that Li Guang's support was indispensable.

"Boss..." Wang Hu hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Yan Zhongxian is obviously prepared. Nine times out of ten, he wants to catch us all. Coupled with Li Guang's support, it's very difficult to fight this war... It's better to wait until the West Tianjian king comes back with his support. Naturally, he doesn't have to worry about Li Guang."

"Yes." another core friar seemed to misinterpret Wang Hu's words: "it's better to make peace with Yan Zhongxian for the time being."

"If we can sum up, we can at least reduce the loss."

"There is no precedent for seeking peace in the cannon fodder camp. As long as two-thirds of the cells are ceded, most will agree to seek peace... Boss, why don't you try first?"

"If you keep the green mountains, you won't be afraid of no firewood. More than 2000 brothers are still locked in. If you come hard, these more than 2000 brothers can't be saved."

Three more core friars echoed the Tao.

Luo Chuan didn't speak. He stood quietly in the middle of the corridor. The black smoke like evil spirit gathered hundreds of feet above his head and spread everywhere, as if a huge hand was stretching out tentacles and picking up the bronze gate of nine cells.

All of a sudden, Luo Chuan struck out!

His eyes were instantly filled with a strange light that was almost explosive. A glittering white light gathered, compressed and boiling from the palm of his hand. When one palm split out, the world in front of him seemed to be split into two pieces. An air wave abyss like a sea wave came out from under his palm and pulled the air on both sides of him.

"It's momentum!" a core friar was surprised.

Luo Chuan's palm took only one tenth of an instant to snap from splitting to taking back. When the tenth moment passed, the nine bronze gates on both sides of the corridor suddenly trembled and sounded like drums.

With a roar, three of the nine bronze gates were pulled out! The other six fans were torn apart and scattered, revealing the scene behind the door!

The bronze gate fell to the ground.

There was silence inside and outside the cell.

Both the core friars and the friars in the cell stared at the door destroyed by Luo Chuan in shock. They knew that boss Luo was strong, otherwise they would not choose to attach to him, but no one thought that boss Luo could break the door of the cell with his physical strength alone!

The 136 thousand step cells in the cannon fodder camp, both the bronze walls and the gate, are sealed with the mysterious pattern of the sky. Even at the level of Qixiu and the king of the earth, a full attack can't cause any damage to the walls and gates. It's almost a fool's dream to break the bronze gate with one hand.

However, in the cannon fodder camp, no one can do this.

In the past 50 years, Yan Zhongxian and boss Bai have done it. In addition, there is no third person.

When Yan Zhongxian was just put into the cannon fodder camp, he was unwilling to be humiliated. One man broke through 30 thousand step cells and destroyed 20 bronze walls and 13 bronze gates.

After getting drunk once, boss Bai pointed out his anger wave and smashed a gate thousands of steps away, which made him the second person in the cannon fodder camp overnight, second only to Yan Zhongxian.

Luo Chuan broke the door today, which not only gave hope to more than 2000 monks at the bottom of his hand, but also surprised and frightened the monks at the bottom of Yan Zhongxian's hand at the front of the prison.

Taking advantage of this effort, more than 2000 monks rushed out of the nine cells and gathered behind Luo Chuan. Forty percent of them raised a fierce spirit, such as black smoke, but they were less than a foot high.

"Who else wants peace?"

Luo Chuan turned his head and swept the three core friars indifferently.

The three core friars froze, pursed their mouths, and gradually showed a sense of war on their faces.

"War!"

"Kill!"

"Go directly to the nest surnamed Yan and call back all the previous ones!"

The three core friars took the lead with red eyes, followed by the other core friars and more than 2000 friars, swarmed up, as if a black tide surged in the corridor.

I don't know when Luo Chuan has been at the forefront of the team. His eyes are red and cold, and his long hair flies like a ferocious God.

Along the way, I also met many friars who came to intercept. Either they were easily dispersed by Luochuan's men, or they were afraid to meet Luochuan and gave way automatically.

Before long, the cannon fodder camp was like a dense square grid. There were only Yan Zhongxian, Bai eldest brother and Luochuan.

The rest of the house bosses closed their doors, took good care of their men and hid far away to watch the war.

Before long, Luo Chuan and the monks behind him rushed through 38 passages, broke up 14 sniper blocks and appeared in front of a gray and tall city.

There are only one prison in the cannon fodder camp. This city is also a prison, but it is a special prison: the first house of the cannon fodder camp.

The city is a defensive magic weapon with a sumiku space inside. It is a birthday gift from the supervising friar to the leader of the first prison.

Among the many imprisoned friars in the cannon fodder camp, the only one who can be on an equal footing with the supervising friars is Yan Zhongxian, the king of the flesh.

The friars who had been murderous all the way came to the city and became quiet.

They looked at the three men at the head of the city. The enthusiasm and war spirit on their faces began to decline and finally dispersed, replaced by awe and uneasiness.

On the left side of the three men at the head of the city is Yan Zhongxian, the landlord here. He was dressed in a big brown feather robe, with long hair and a shawl. He looked handsome. He was different from the burly and strong people imagined. Yan Zhongxian was born quite exquisite, with fair skin and a hidden luster.

However, those who are proficient in the way of physical body know that real physical experts are not three feet tall or strange. They often look like ordinary people. It is difficult to detect them without careful observation.

On the right hand side was a middle-aged monk with a rough face and a compassionate smile. Compared with Yan Zhongxian, boss Bai is more ordinary, just like an ordinary monk who can be seen everywhere in the spiritual world. In the cannon fodder camp, there are many old and medium-sized, and boss Bai is also the one with the best reputation and the most faith-based.

In the main seat above Yan Zhongxian and boss Bai, there was a bald fat man with five big and three thick faces and a red face. When a bald fat man looks at people, he always subconsciously narrows his eyes, making people always think he is smiling.

At this time, he looked at Luo Chuan, just like this.

"Boss Luo? Haven't you been closed all the time? Why did you come here today?" Li Guang, the bloody hand immortal Tu, stared at Luo Chuan with a smile: "why? You brought such a person? Boss Luo, what do you mean?"

Luo Chuan didn't speak. He just raised his head and looked at Yan Zhongxian faintly.

Yan Zhongxian took a sip of the wine, gently put down the wine, looked sideways at Luo Chuan and smiled.

Buzz!

Two evil spirits were released from their eyes, like two black rainbow crashing into the air.

Seeing that Luo Chuan was only trying to confront Yan Zhongxian, but ignored the bloody hand immortal Tu Li Guang, Wang Hu thought about it, walked out from behind Luo Chuan and gave a deep salute to the city: "report to Lord Li, the thing is like this. Boss Yan tore up the agreement privately and sent someone to attack boss Luo's land..."

Before Wang Hu finished, he was interrupted by the laughter at the head of the city.

Li Guang, the bloody hand immortal Tu, looked up and laughed, shaking the mountains and the earth, making the city tremble. As the leader of the supervising friar, Li Guang is not restricted by the prohibition and Dharma array, and can use Taoist power.

Apart from Yan Zhongxian, Bai eldest brother and Luo Chuan, the rest of the monks were dizzy and shaky in Li Guang's laughter.

"Territory? You are just prisoners. Where did you come from?"

"Wang Hu? You're a little running dog! Muddy things! What qualifications do you have to talk to this seat!"

"Hum, even if you are the boss, you are just a watchdog in front of us! One day you make us feel bad and we don't want to be the boss. Let alone continue to be the boss, we won't let him die well even if we die."

Li Guang said with a smile, his eyes moved from Wang Hu to Luo Chuan, his eyes pondered, and his tone slowed down: "boss Luo, you haven't answered this seat. What do you mean by bringing so many people here?