Chapter 540

The floating Tianhua palace is full of golden lights and Chinese music.

The gaunt old man stepped on the lotus Dharma seat, but his haggard face revealed the supreme mystery at the moment. Two unpredictable mysterious lines were printed in his pupils, and his eyes glittered with wisdom.

The old man pinched out his handprint and the congenital dark patterns flew out. His body seemed to elongate infinitely with the Tianhua palace, and a light and shadow of more than ten thousand feet appeared out of thin air!

At the same time, under the palm of the old man, the body of the God Emperor of Dongtian also turned into a light and shadow, collapsing and shrinking in an instant!

The moon is bright and the stars are bright, and the night is pleasant.

On the cliff square, the monks raised their heads and looked at the shrinking cave God Emperor in front of Tianhua palace.

Everyone knows that Luochuan and Tianhua palace have deep hatred.

Between the two, there must be a death.

In the past, no one was optimistic about Luo Chuan. Even if Zhou buchen and Ning Tianxing were added, they were by no means opponents of Tianhua palace and were destined to be crushed. The killing of Luo Chuan and his party by Tianhua palace and overseas friars half a year ago was the best proof.

When Luo Chuan and his companions came back from the dead, drove the five Shenbing Dao palaces they had accepted, appeared in front of monks at home and abroad, and swept the Shenbing Dao palaces of the two saints and seven people, the views of the monks present also changed.

With the power of the magic army Daogong, Luo Chuan may really be able to turn the tide and complete the last counter attack.

However, in Tianhua palace, the mysterious and powerful ancestor of Tianmen boldly cast a spell to weaken the power of Dongtian God Emperor and enhance the power of Tianhua palace. The situation was reversed again!

Lu daoran and Kong Temple monk looked at the weakening God Emperor of Dongtian, clenched their fists and changed their looks. They only hated that their strength was too low to help Luo Chuan.

"Luo Chuan, it's not easy for him to do this. No one can do better than him. It's a pity that he met friar Tianmen."

A rough and crazy voice sounded from behind.

Lu daoran and Kong Temple monk turned around and saw Sima Wuji and Ren Xian.

Sima Wuji's tone seemed full of regret and regret. Only those who are familiar with others, such as Ren Xian, can hear Sima Wuji's schadenfreude at this time.

Also gloating was the fat young friar behind Tianmen's ancestors.

Gao duzao breathed a sigh of relief, subconsciously leaned against the ancestor of Tianmen, and looked at the white robed friars in the palace of Shenbing road across the ten thousand feet of light and shadow.

"Luo Chuan... No matter how hard you die, you will die this time!"

"You have annoyed Tianmen's ancestors. Even the real immortals and demons are unmatched!"

"How about accepting the most powerful magic weapon Dao palace. Luo Chuan, today's Qingchuan is your burial place! Master Chi liuer... It's too early for you to be happy!"

Gao Duhuo straightened his waist, straightened his chest, raised his mouth exaggerated, and his pride reappeared on his face.

Around the lotus Dharma seat, the elders and ancestors of Tianhua palace were also in high spirits. One of the ancestors suddenly remembered something.

"Wait, there seems to be a mysterious Tianmen friar behind Luo Chuan."

"So what, can you compare with our ancestors?"

"It's better to take precautions! Everybody, end the array!"

The elders and ancestors were cautious and formed a Dharma array again. Ice, fire and brilliance swam away from the lotus Dharma seat in all directions, enveloping the palace of Tianhua palace, including the God Emperor of Dongtian!

At night, a circle of ice and fire light curtain appeared around the huge lotus Dharma seat and the palace, blocking the peeping eyes of thousands of monks.

In the center of the ice and fire curtain, the ancestor of Tianmen incarnated into a ten thousand feet Dharma body, looked down at the white robed friars in the God Emperor of Dongtian, and smiled inexplicably: "we finally met officially. Luochuan... There are more than 40000 people in the southern region of the world called Luochuan, but when you were born, the name Luochuan becomes a synonym for you."

"You may not know that my grandfather gave you another name... That name is variable."

"Because of your appearance, many things that were originally destined to happen have changed. I thought Tiannan Qiyun would find out and take the initiative to kill you. But it's surprising that you often get out of danger... This may have something to do with the Tianmen friar behind you. In other words, who is the Tianmen friar behind you? Or does it not exist at all?"

"If he exists, I will feel it. This is what I can't understand..."

Looking down at Luo Chuan, the ancestor of Tianmen asked him word by word, "Luo Chuan, this is the end of the matter. Please tell the truth. Does the third Tianmen friar in Tiannan exist?"

In the middle of the Taoist palace, above the cloud platform, Luo Chuan raised his head after a long silence, looked at the ancestor of Tianmen and said with a smile, "of course he exists. If he does not exist, who broke your Xuanshen of Tianmen in the empty mountain boundary that day?"

The father of Tianmen frowned slightly and showed a trace of confusion in his eyes: "yes, it was the monk of Tianmen who shot in the dark. But why can't my father feel him all the time?"

"Who said you didn't feel him? You already felt him, but you didn't know it." Luo Chuan's smile spread out and his hands hid behind him, with a trace of mystery in his voice.

"I sensed it long ago... Who is he? Where is he now?"

Tianmen ancestor was still confused, but when his eyes fell on Luo Chuan and saw that there was no ridicule at the corner of Luo Chuan's mouth, his face stiffened and suddenly thought of something. His pupils dilated and stared at Luo Chuan. His eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to see through Luo Chuan!

"Don't you... It's impossible... How do you..."

"Hahaha, what's impossible?" Luo Chuan gave a long deafening smile and interrupted the father of Tianmen: "You think it's impossible because you're a frog at the bottom of the well. The nine heaven world, the thousands of regions world and the Tianmen friar are all proud, disobedient to heaven and earth, true temperament and respected by the Tianmen friars! But you are greedy for life and afraid of death and are willing to be the running dog of a sect... How can you be worthy of our Tianmen friar?"

The last sentence fell. The father of Tianmen trembled and stared at Luo Chuan with great shock: "are you also a monk of Tianmen?"

Not only he, but also the elders and ancestors of Tianhua palace were stunned.

On the lotus Dharma seat, behind the father of Tianmen, Gao Dufu was stiff and pale, staring at Luo Chuan in disbelief: "it's impossible... It's impossible... Father long, he's frightening. Don't be frightened by him!"

Luo Chuan suspended on the cloud platform, glanced over the people of Tianhua palace inch by inch, and appreciated the shocked, frightened and incredible expressions of the monks of Tianhua palace. Finally, he fixed his eyes on Gao Dufu.

Two congenital dark patterns floated up from Luo Chuan's pupil. His hands were taken out from behind. Two dark patterns appeared in the palm of his palms. His left hand was alive and dead, his right hand was causal, and his palms were ten, a heavy setback!

Two dark and mysterious Qi machines rose from behind Luochuan. The dark place was like a sword and instantly inserted into the night!

The sky is spinning, the stars and the moon are fluctuating, and a strange feeling lingers in the heart of the friar of Tianhua palace. He only feels that the mountains and rivers are about to collapse, the earth will sink, and his heart will beat faster. Uncontrollable panic fills everyone's heart.

Friar of Tianmen! Friar of Tianmen who is fake and guaranteed... The third friar of Tianmen in Tiannan is Luo Chuan!

Until then, the friar of Tianhua palace finally fully believed it.

The mystery revealed by Luo Chuan's breath is vaguely higher than that of long Laozu. Two different moralities are extremely pure!

Boom!

Luo Chuan pressed out the mysterious pattern of life and death in his left hand, and the sky became dark. The light and shadow of the Tianmen friar dragon ancestor suddenly flashed, and then it was like solid ice in the sun, melting and fading inch by inch, and the breath became weak.

At the same time, the God Emperor of Dongtian stopped the shrinking trend and climbed rapidly with the naked eye. In the twinkling of an eye, he had recovered his height and his breath returned to the peak!

"You're really a Tianmen friar... No wonder my ancestors feel... The biggest variable in Tiannan is the third Tianmen friar..."

On the lotus throne, the Dragon ancestor was knocked back to his original shape. His face was pale and haggard, as if he was 50 years old in an instant.

In the battle with Luochuan, he lost again.

Although his morality of "this ebb and flow" is also very strong, it is not the most fundamental morality between heaven and earth. The power of the displayed dark patterns is naturally far less than that of the dark patterns of life and death.

He looked at the God Emperor of Yandong in surprise and fear. Long Laozu didn't want to think about it. He turned his head and ran. He staggered and lagged. While running, he shouted to Gaodu disaster: "disciple, protect me!"

At this time, Luo Chuan's causal Xuanwen finally shot!

There is cause and effect in heaven and earth, and all things cannot escape.

Gao Dufu, who ran to the Dragon ancestor, seemed to be struck by lightning. His body suddenly stiffened, his face changed, and his eyes became dark and cold.

He took one step ahead of the other elders and ancestors, caught up with the Dragon ancestor, flashed his eyes, and suddenly slapped out!

Pop!

In the dull eyes of the people in Tianhua palace, the father of Tianmen was cursed by his most loyal and valued disciple Gao Dufu. He slapped and fanned out and rolled on the lotus Dharma seat like a landing gourd.

"Gao Dufu, well done! All these years, you have been around him, blinding his mind and hiding the secret of nature."

Luo Chuan smiled, moved the "attack roulette" with his left hand and pinched the printing method with his right hand.

The God Emperor of Dongtian shot like lightning. He punched through Tianhua palace and killed more than 100 elders.

The loud noise spread.

Gao Dufu's body flashed, the darkness and coldness in his eyes disappeared, and Qingming was restored.

A mysterious pattern of cause and effect pierced out of his eyebrows and rose into the sky.

Gao duzao stared at the mysterious pattern with a stiff face. At this time, he knew that Luo Chuan had laid the mysterious pattern from the beginning, which had been imperceptibly affecting him, but he didn't find it. When he entered Tianhua palace, he broke away from Luo Chuan's control.

Countless hateful eyes shot from behind. Gao Dufu's face was ugly and his heart wailed.

One moment, he was the most promising Tianmen disciple of Tianhua palace. He was highly sought after Deputy envoy Gao. The next moment, he became a traitor undercover and the culprit of the Tianmen ancestors.

Under the night, the ice fire light curtain slowly faded away, revealing the broken lotus Dharma seat and Tianhua palace.

The God Emperor of Dongtian stood upright, bathed in the moonlight and stretched his arms forward.

In the center of its fist, holding a white, trembling old man.