Chapter 557

Congenital dark patterns... Friar Tianmen... This young friar is actually a friar Tianmen!

The monks of the twelve divisions through the ages were suspended at a high altitude and looked at Luo Chuan with complex eyes.

"How is this possible..."

Prince Li, the leader of the Xiangbu friar, stared at Luo Chuan with an unbelievable face.

The rest of the eternal monks had almost the same expression.

"The Tianmen friars of this era have evolved to the point where they can practice the secret realm of Huangting?"

"He is clearly a friar of Tianmen. What he exerts is also a congenital dark pattern. There can be no mistake... But how can a friar of Tianmen have mana?"

At this moment, no matter the leader of friars in Qianbu, youbu and Xiangbu, there is a trace of fear in looking at Luo Chuan, which is the fear of the unknown and subverted common sense.

The sky on the plain is full of clouds and thunder, and everything is changing.

The friars in the plain looked at the sixteen old demons who had been subdued by Shenwu and the immortal friars who looked shocked and puzzled at the sky, and their hearts jumped.

They guessed something, but some couldn't believe it.

This guess is too incredible for them. It's just a fantasy.

But the next moment, listen to the first buzz!

Two black pillars rose from the center of the 19th Shenbing Dao palace, rushed into the sky, broke through the clouds, and gradually engraved the black lines of two dragons and snakes in the sky.

As soon as these two black lines appeared, they immediately triggered the celestial Qi machine and thunderclouds. Unexpectedly, they formed two battle formations in the sky. One was the thunder potential, the other was the wind and cloud potential, and the two potential collided, and the whole plain shook violently!

After a brief silence, the two black lines suddenly intertwined and rotated into a dark "dragon pillar", penetrating the clouds and shooting high into the clouds.

Even among the monks present, there are eternal monks who have experienced ancient times, experienced elders and ancestors at home and abroad, and two saints with a mysterious history. They are shocked to see such a grand scene.

"Is that... Congenital dark pattern?"

"It must be a congenital mysterious pattern. Only the mysterious God of Tianmen can make so many powerful friars improve their talent potential again... But they can understand the divine soldier Taoist palace in a short time. The strength of this Tianmen friar is far better than the Dragon ancestor of Tianhua palace."

"Is it the Tianmen gate of the Xia Dynasty?"

"How could it be? Have you forgotten who the Tianmen friar was in the Xia Dynasty?"

Monks at home and abroad whispered, and their eyes were firmly locked in the area of the 19th Shenbing Dao palace. Although they had the answer in their hearts, they would not believe it if they didn't see it with their own eyes.

At this time, the 16th old devil also completed the preliminary understanding of the divine soldier Dao palace.

The head of the white demon statue shook his shoulders, shattered a circle of emptiness, and his eyes flashed with pure light: "the Lord has orders! Destroy the twelve through the ages!"

When the voice fell, the white eyebrow old devil controlled the white demon statue and jumped out on tiptoe. The wanzhang magic Army Road palace melted into emptiness halfway, like a burst of white fog, "whoosh" into the twelve parts through the ages.

White eyebrow old devil himself is one of the best stabbing masters in the south of the world! Even Luo Chuan was amazed at the body method during the assassination! At this time, by turning the "sneak attack roulette" and holding the moral seal in your hand, you can also hold this 9000 foot magic weapon road palace.

Bai Mei can control the magic army palace, but the other old demons and ancestors have some difficulties. In the process of enlightenment, they more or less encounter some obstacles, resulting in their body method is not so perfect. They stagger and stagger to kill the twelve through the ages.

Although the monks' eyes were attracted by the sixteen Shenbing Dao palaces for a moment, their eyes soon returned to the place where the Shenbing Dao palace was before, and their heart beat faster again.

The dust flew up and covered the area.

Through the dust, they vaguely saw a magnificent and tall figure.

As the dust dispersed, the monk who stood proudly and held the black seal in his hand finally appeared in front of everyone.

Nine feet tall, a snow-white cloth robe without dust, and long hair on the waist. In the bright, sharp and cold-blooded eyes, two dark patterns are looming, full of unspeakable wisdom.

Behind him, "Yuanjiang monster" pulled his sleeve tightly.

"Luo Chuan... He... He is... Tianmen friar?" Sima Wuji swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stared at Luo Chuan, looking extremely complex.

Two saints, four young princes, gifted friars at home and abroad, elders and ancestors... On the plain, everyone looked at Luo Chuan in amazement. Although most people had a hunch in their hearts, when this moment finally came, Luo Chuan's terrorist identity of nearly ten years was exposed! There is a huge wave in everyone's heart! Wave after wave!

Friar Tianmen!

The third Tianmen friar in Tiannan region! To be exact, it should be second! Because the last Tianmen friar has been killed by Luo Chuan!

Master Luo Chuanluo is like a divine horse lurking in the depths of the grassland, honing, experiencing and growing quietly. When it finally grows up, no one in the world can catch up with his running speed and look at the southern region of the world, No one can get him anymore!

Many friars can't help but think of the Tianmen friar "Chong Jiujun" Luo Chuan once moved out when Zhou Jing. He made a little contact with the past. The Chong Jiujun is obviously Luo Chuan himself. He has used the Tianmen Xuanshen since a long time ago and was almost exposed.

But it was not until today, six or seven years later, that he revealed his true identity, a terrible identity that shook Tiannan for decades or even hundreds of years!

Tianmen friar who is good at physical combat and has the magic power of Huangting court!

Beside Luo Chuan, Zhou buchen and Ning Tianxing had already known one after another, and didn't show much surprise.

Although they are not people who exchange friendship for benefits, they can think that another identity of their good brother is Tianmen friar. Their benefits will continue in the future, and they are quite proud in their hearts.

"You two are so free... Why don't you go and help them."

Luo Chuan took out a storage ring and threw it at the bad Minister of Zhou.

This storage ring contains nearly half of the resources harvested from the white bone emperor. It is used as the source of the Shenbing Dao palace. At least 20 Shenbing Dao palaces can maintain their combat power for more than half an hour.

"Hahaha! Luo Chuan is the one who knows me!" Zhou buchen took the storage ring, smiled, winked at Ning Tianxing, and then summoned the God of Tianlei sword.

The magic weapon Taoist palace cannot be used as a conventional magic weapon. It can only be used to play the role of a fatal blow at the last minute. The reason for this is that controlling the Shenbing Dao palace is extremely resource consuming. Zhou buchen and Ning Tianxing took back the Shenbing Dao palace early before they went, which is the source of their Shenbing Dao palace and has been exhausted.

Next week, the bad Minister of Zhou controlled the God of Tianlei sword, and Ning Tianxing could not control the demon emperor. One by one, they drew two perfect arcs, surpassing the sixteen old demons and ancestors in an instant, and entered the array of twelve parts through the ages.

Both of them have the experience of manipulating the Shenbing Dao palace, and they have done well before. After Luo Chuan temporarily improved their talent potential with congenital dark patterns, their control of the Shenbing Dao palace has improved by leaps and bounds, like arms and fingers, and almost caught up with Luo Chuan's level.

Boom!

The sky thunder sword God pulled out the sky sword angrily and couldn't pull out the demon emperor's six arms together. The mana gas wave, which was thousands of feet long, was colorful and shrouded in twelve parts through the ages.

With this single sword, more than 200 eternal friars fell on the spot! Either the corpse is split in two, or it is torn apart, or it is directly crushed into slag.

The blood splashed high and gushed to the sky, and the flesh and bones were in abundance. The plain, which was originally calm and windy, suddenly became Shura hell!

Although the individual strength of eternal people is strong, no matter how strong they are, they are only limited to the eternal generations of Tiannan region. Compared with the Shenbing Dao palace that does not belong to Tiannan region, they are as weak as an ant.

There are also some magic weapon palaces in the twelve departments through the ages, which can be inferior to Zhou, Ning and the sixteen old demons. Second, they can use far less resources than Zhou buchen and others.

Boom!

A giant statue with a height of 9000 feet fell to the ground and stirred up a piece of dust. Its owner has been broken through the Tao palace and killed on the light wheel. Therefore, it has become an ownerless thing again.

Under the leadership of Zhou buchen and Ning Tianxing, the control of the 16th old devil was getting better and better, and began to become skilled.

In the twinkling of an eye, all the Shenbing Dao palaces of the twelve ancient departments were defeated and all the ownerless things were restored.

Without the magic army palace, the twelve departments can no longer stop the killing steps of Zhou buchen, Ning Tianxing and the 16th ancestor old devil.

These "aborigines" who were born in Qingchuan and half of the desperate owners of Qingchuan changed and became the target of being chased and killed. They ran away in the death plain like lost dogs.

In another ten moments, there were only more than 400 monks who had been more than 2000 for thousands of years. They fled in confusion, and the number was still decreasing.

For the twelve ancient tribes, the experience of today's death plain is tantamount to a disaster of destruction.

The Chinese and overseas monks saw everything in their eyes. After the short earthquake, they gradually returned to normal. When they looked at Luochuan again, they had a strong sense of powerlessness in their hearts.

Behind Luo Chuan, Ziyun grasped his sleeve and relaxed slowly.

Looking at the twelve monks who were slaughtered into dogs and rivers of blood, the panic in his eyes faded more and more. He clenched his fist and looked at Luo Chuan gratefully, with a faint pleasure in his eyebrows.

"Xiaoyun, facing the enemy, that's it." Luo Chuan turned and looked at Ziyun with a smile.

Behind Ziyun, Su Yuchen, Xiao Qing and Qin devil also looked at Luo Chuan with different looks.

Just then, Luo Chuan's heart suddenly quickened.

There was a faint uneasiness in him, for no reason, but it was very real.

His game has been well planned and has no loopholes. Even if he can't destroy the twelve through the ages, he can also hurt their vitality and close to extinction.

Flaws and loopholes? It's impossible.

Luo Chuan shook his head. He just wanted to say something to Su Yuchen. Suddenly, he thought of someone and his face suddenly changed.