Chapter 460

The fork where beishajun is located is only more than 50 steps away from Luochuan. After beishajun and the supervising friar at the fork hand over the token, they turn around and come towards Luochuan.

Luo Chuan's whole body is tight and his heart beats faster!

Luo Chuan is a "big man" in the cannon fodder camp. Will Beisha Jun not know him!

Several thoughts flashed through his mind. Luo Chuan quickly took out the mask as soon as he gritted his teeth.

This mask has been tempered by Luo Chuan with congenital dark patterns, which can hide from the exploration of the monk in Guixu territory. As for whether it can hide from the exploration of the monk in daolun territory, Luo Chuan is not sure.

But as long as Beisha Jun doesn't need Daoli and daonian exploration, Luochuan can hide it from the world.

While wearing the mask, Luo Chuan operated his physical strength, and his muscles and bones rose by an inch. Although it was insignificant, it was enough to distinguish him from the image of "boss Luo".

After all this, Luo Chuan squeezed a cold sweat in his palm.

"Dao you, what are you doing?"

A playful voice came from one side.

Luo Chuan turned his head and saw the big and thick supervision friar Chun Leng staring at him strangely, with flashing eyes and narrow corners of his mouth.

Facing the cold eyes of spring, Luo Chuan felt killing in his heart.

Everything he did was seen by the supervising friar. Although there was no way, it put Luo Chuan in danger again.

The only way to do this is to kill him... Take him with a gourd! But it's hard not to be found by Beisha Jun if you use a gourd so close!

Now... Well, I can only bet!

Luo Chuan was about to take out the immortal gourd in the South China Sea, when he heard chunleng suddenly burst out a burst of laughter: "I see. It seems that Daoyou and Beisha Jun Li Yan have a festival and don't dare to see him as he really is."

Luo Chuan's heart moved and his face became very ugly. He struggled for a moment. He grabbed Chun Leng's hand and begged with a sad face: "brother chun knows everything about autumn, and I admire him. If brother chun can help me hide it, I will be very grateful!"

"Thanks again?" Chun Leng's eyes narrowed: "how to thank?"

"A skeleton of a fierce beast in the depths of the high-grade void." Luo Chuan said quickly.

In his storage ring, there are many bones of empty and fierce animals. They pile up like mountains and occupy a place. It's of no use to him, but it's a treasure to other friars.

Chun Leng looked at Luo Chuan in surprise, and then his eyes were clear: "at least ten. Otherwise, no talk."

"Ten? How does brother chun know I have ten... I have only ten in total." Luo Chuan hesitated, glanced at the coming Beisha Jun, fiercely clenched his teeth, nodded and said, "OK! I'll give it all to you! I'll give it to you after Beisha Jun! If I break my promise, Taoist Chun can call Beisha Jun back."

Chun Leng looked up and down at Luo Chuan and nodded for a long time: "deal."

While they were talking, Beisha Jun had come over.

Along the way, ordinary regulatory friars continued to salute Beisha Jun. soon, Beisha Jun was only five steps away from Luochuan and chunleng. Luochuan and chunleng retreated to the side of the corridor and worshipped Beisha Jun respectfully.

"Yes, sir."

Beisha Jun glanced at them lightly, nodded slightly and strode forward.

Luo Chuan breathed a sigh of relief. Chun Leng winked at Luo Chuan and made a mouth shape of "fierce beast".

But just then, beishajun suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Luochuan!

For a moment, Luo Chuan's heart was still. Although he soon recovered, how could this moment's change be concealed from friars of Beisha Jun's level.

"Why are you afraid of me?" Li Yan, the prince of Beisha, asked in a deep voice. Under the black high crown, there was a solemn and dignified national character face.

Under the threat of Tao lunjing, Luo Chuan was OK. The spring cooling on one side was out of breath. His face flushed and looked nervous. After hesitating for a moment, he had to open his mouth and tell Beisha Jun everything.

Seeing this, Luo Chuan quickly bowed down and said, "my subordinates are not afraid of adults. Just because adults are dignified and have divine eyes, my subordinates are flustered."

"Oh?" Beisha Jun raised his eyebrows, dispelled his doubts a little, but asked again, "I don't seem to have seen you. Why do you have the smell of cannon fodder camp?"

Although Luo Chuan can change his appearance and figure, his temperament can't be changed for a while.

"Your Excellency is wise! To tell you the truth, I have been temporarily transferred to the cannon fodder camp this month to serve Lord Xi Tianjian to practice in seclusion. Lord Xi Tianjian has just left the customs and has nothing to do with his subordinates. His subordinates have just come out." Luo Chuan replied in an orderly manner.

"My eldest brother's seclusion is over? But why haven't I heard from him these two days? The boy Li Guang doesn't send information, and the rest of the supervising friars are the same..."

Beisha Jun Li Yan was puzzled and murmured. He ignored Luo Chuan and turned around to move on.

Luo Chuan raised his head, clenched his fist and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dao you, you can keep your promise."

Before beishajun went far, the supervising friar could not wait to reach out to Luochuan.

Luo Chuan glanced at the supervision friar he almost betrayed, took out ten most common skeletons, quickly stuffed them into Chun Leng's storage ring, and then strode forward.

There are no three days left for him! Once beishajun returns to the cannon fodder camp, his escape is bound to be exposed!

Soon, Luo Chuan came to the fork of the road, stopped and faced the command with the supervising friar guarding the fork.

To the left is the passage to the eighth floor. To the right is the last stop of the escape Road, the seventh floor! The seventh floor is different from the other floors of the ten thousand prisoners ancient Tianta. It is an open floor. It has a fighting field, a Taoist army hall, an auction house, etc. it is equivalent to a vast and huge exhibition hall. Many powerful foreign monks go in and out every day to select Taoist slaves.

Therefore, there are many supervisory friars guarding the channel on the seventh floor. At the fork, there are even friars of the first rank of the Taoist wheel. However, because Luo Chuan is complete and has mana, no supervising friar doubts Luo Chuan.

After the command, Luo Chuan crossed the supervision friar at the fork.

"Hello, Taoist friend, I don't know your name!" a cold voice came from behind.

"Ben Dao, Luo Chuan."

Luo Chuan preached. Then he stopped and strode to the seventh floor.

"Luo Chuan? Hey, what a fool! There are such fools among the supervising friars."

"These are the bones of ten fierce beasts in the depths of the void. How many holy dollars are they worth!"

"Even if Beisha Jun sees through, can he kill you for the holidays?"

"What a fool..."

The supervising friar Chun Leng stared at Luo Chuan's back and sneered. He didn't know that he had just opened a door to freedom for more than 300 prisoners who had escaped from the ancient Tianta!

After the fork, there are less than a hundred steps left from the entrance of the seventh floor.

But this hundred steps, at the foot of Luochuan, are as far away as thousands of miles.

Ninety steps.

Eighty steps.

Seventy steps.

……

Thirty steps.

Twenty steps.

There are ten steps left... Luo Chuan ignored the strange eyes of the supervising friar beside him, clenched his fist, quickened his pace and walked towards the semi-circular snake skin gate.

In the last step, Luo Chuan stretched out his hand, slammed open the gate and stepped out!

Starlight, moonlight, cold wind, fresh air, strange figures of foreign monks, all kinds of noise... In an instant, they poured into Luochuan!

In the days and nights of the cannon fodder camp and the years of fighting and fighting in Luochuan, these have already become extravagant expectations.

These are the most common and common, but they are the breath of freedom that Luochuan misses most!

Luo Chuan stood quietly in the soft moonlight, raised his head, opened every pore of his body, and breathed greedily.

But when Luo Chuan looked up, under the vast purple night, huge and fierce flying boats turned their heads and aimed at him!

In addition to the flying boats full of the night sky, there are cranes and crows that can drive.

These cranes and crows are all based on the giant cranes and flying crows raised and refined by the river against the sun. Although these cranes and flying crows have a long and huge body shape, they can only live for 20 years at most because they have been transformed, abused their potential and consumed their vitality in advance.

Giant cranes and crows stand on their backs, mountains and rivers on their wings. There are palaces on the top of mountains and rivers, and pavilions on both sides of rivers. From time to time, the imperial sword of monks flew out of the palace pavilions, and powerful breath fell from the sky and rushed to Luochuan.

too bad! Found!

Luo Chuan's heart tightened and subconsciously stepped back two steps.

There were bursts of laughter around him. Luo Chuanyu glanced at him and saw two supervising friars in black pointing and sneering at him, but he didn't rush up to catch him.

Luo Chuan calmed down and looked up carefully.

At about ten thousand feet above his head, there was a very thin light curtain, just like the dome of the palace, covering the seventh floor of the ancient Tianta.

The light curtain is like a tulle, which can accommodate the entry of light, water, air, etc. It is also like Shanping. Those flying boats falling from the sky are not looking for Luochuan, but landing on a transparent light curtain.

From time to time, friars fall from the sky, turn into light spots, penetrate the light curtain and enter the seventh floor.

As for the seventh floor of the ancient Tianta of ten thousand prisoners, it is like an open city with no cover on the top floor located at the mountain pass.

The city is big and small, with a radius of 999 Li. A monk with deep vision can see it at a glance.

The city has everything you can imagine, spacious roads extending in all directions, and all kinds of monks shuttle between them. Friars from various forces either fly to the funnel-shaped arena in mid air to watch the fighting competition, or go to the bright palace to participate in the auction, or go to the gloomy Guanghan Taoist hall to select fighting slaves.

"It was the failure of Tianmen Dharma that gave me the illusion just now. This is the territory of the Holy Buddha domain. The Tao of four Buddhas can't be used easily... It can only rely on eyes and intuition."

Luo Chuan murmured.

Once upon a time, he observed in all directions and could use the idea of Tianmen. Now the mysterious God of Tianmen is consumed too much, and the new idea of Tianmen mana can't be used. Luo Chuan must get used to relying on his eyes again.

Entering the seventh floor, Luo Chuan did not act rashly and quickly observed the surrounding situation and escape route.

Soon, Luochuan found an exit gate between two peaks hundreds of miles away. Just like the city gate, there are many terrible supervision friars guarding. The incoming and outgoing supervision friars need to test their waist cards and examine blood essence.

Comparatively speaking, the friars of various forces in and out almost don't need to be investigated as long as they lead the Taoist slaves behind them.

"It seems that the identity of the trader has been reviewed when trading daonu, so there is no need to review again... It's time to release the white boss."

Luo Chuan's mind just flashed this idea. In the storage ring, the Nanhai Xianhu shook, and the fierce Qi machine filled the Nanhai Xianhu! It seems that something is sprouting and recovering!

That's a sign of the recovery of Taoist power!

More than 300 physically strong people in the realm of truth! After reaching the seventh floor, the cannon fodder camp seal in the body began to loosen and fall off!

A white shadow appeared behind Luo Chuan, from virtual to real, and soon turned into a great Taoist with a height of one foot three feet, a rough face and a cunning light in his eyes.

"Boss Bai." Luo Chuan turned around and looked at the martial man in front of him.

"Boss Luo." with a faint smile, the White Dragon Emperor glanced over Luochuan and swept towards thousands of friars in the city. His arrogance came into being unconsciously.

"The Taoist power has been restored?"

"It's still recovering, just 10%. But... It's enough for the emperor to kill all the monitoring friars here."

"If you dare to mess around, I'll take you back."

"Don't worry, my son-in-law. I'm just talking."

"... Beisha Jun has just returned. Before long, everyone will know that we have escaped."

"Then don't go quickly." the White Dragon Emperor frowned.

"You have to pretend to be a Taoist slave I bought, otherwise it's not easy to hide it."

Luochuan points to the exit hundreds of miles away.

At this time, Luo Chuan's eyes inadvertently fell to one place.