Chapter 623

The whirlpool fire was bright and bright, and set off a heavy shadow on the surface of the suspension platform, which confused people's eyes.

Silence.

In the incredible eyes of ordinary friars, descendants of the second emperor and descendants of the emperor, Ziyun passed through the big hole and disappeared on the other side of the hole.

One move!

Just rely on your body to break the 1200 year old Taisui!

Or a huge hole more than nine feet high! The area far exceeds all the descendants of emperors before!

Staring at the footprints left by Ziyun on the suspension platform, many descendants of emperors become dignified. Even the internal floor floating platform of Yulong is made of excellent meteorite iron and various secret methods! Extremely hard!

The descendants of the emperor asked themselves that their all-out attack might also cause harm to the Fuping, but it was difficult to step on a foot and a half feet deep like the white haired boy.

"What flesh and vitality." Qi Xinyue murmured in a low voice, then turned his head and looked at Luochuan. His charming face showed thinking and curiosity.

Hong Gongliu also looked at Luo Chuan and thought deeply. He had noticed Luo Chuan and Ziyun before. At first glance, he didn't think it was a big deal, so he didn't pay too much attention.

More and more monks and monks descended on Luochuan. The ordinary monks also looked forward to Luochuan. There was no contempt, gloating and surprise in their eyes.

The young monks who entered the Yulong were not at ease. They knew that birds of a feather flock together. Ziyun was a blockbuster, and their attitude towards Luochuan naturally changed.

At this time, Taisui, who was hit by Ziyun into a large humanoid hole at the entrance of Tianjia cabin, has not yet fully gathered, and there is still a crack left, so Luochuan can shuttle through.

In the expectation of ordinary monks, Luo Chuan turned his head and looked to the other side.

WOW!

There was a commotion in the crowd.

Even the descendants of emperor Qi Xinyue and Hong Gongliu were stunned.

Only ran Fengjun's face was as usual. He glanced at Luo Chuan lightly and then looked away. He didn't know what he was thinking.

The man Luo Chuan turned to was yuan Shitian!

Luo Chuan's eyes were calm, his face was indifferent, and a green smile unique to young people floated on his cheeks. However, in the eyes of the public, yuan Shitian's ridicule of Rong Xiaojia was more like an obscure provocation.

It seems inconceivable to anyone that a 12-year-old boy of the first rank of Zhendan provoked yuan Shitian, the top talent ranked seventh in the young king's potential list.

But because of Ziyun, no one will look down on Luochuan again.

Yuan Shitian smiled.

"We have long found that neither of you is easy. Why, you want to compete with us in this Outland trial?"

Yuan Shitian's voice sounded in Luo Chuan's ear. This kind of sound transmission is different from the general sound transmission. It is limited to the communication between monks at the same level of power. It is more secret and difficult to be captured by others. However, it also has great requirements for the strength of the sound transmission object.

Sure enough, he also found the Outland trial started in advance, and ran Fengjun must have found it. Yuan Shitian looks rude and casual. In fact, he has observed carefully and made accurate judgment! This is the real genius!

Luo Chuan thought, without answering, turned his head and faced Taisui at the entrance of Tianjia cabin.

Yuan Shitian frowned secretly. Luo Chuan's performance made him suddenly uncertain whether the boy had heard him.

At the moment when Luo Chuan and Ziyun appeared, yuan Shitian keenly caught that they were unusual, not because he was a top talent with great talent, but because he also had the intuition of top physical body secret Dharma monks.

Seeing Luo Chuan ready to start, yuan Shitian dispersed his doubts, moved his steps and faced the entrance of another Tianjia cabin channel.

Almost at the same time, they took a step forward.

Buzz!

One step down, a majestic and strong breath poured out, like a mountain flood!

At this moment, almost everyone present felt a wild tremor, and suddenly a fierce ancient beast from the depths of mang wilderness came out in front of him.

The breath of Luo Chuan and Yuan Shitian blend together. Not only ordinary friars, but also most descendants of emperors can't judge whether this breath comes from Luo Chuan, yuan Shitian, or both.

In the twinkling of an eye, yuan Shitian was only ten steps away from Taisui. His broad eyes flashed brilliance, and the violent breath closed in an instant and blew out with a fist!

In the presence, one hand that can see his fist can be counted, and Luo Chuan is one of them.

From the first moment he saw yuan Shitian, Luo Chuan was curious. He wanted to know how strong the fighting power yuan Shitian and other top talents who return to the virtual second level and refine the flesh can play.

Yu Guangzhong and Yuan Shitian threw a fist at each other. Apart from violence, they had no other characteristics and were slightly ordinary and casual.

Pop!

The 1200 year old Tai Sui didn't even have time to scream pain, so he burst under yuan Shitian's fist, broke into tens of millions of pieces and scattered on the ground, leaving only two faintly visible at the door frame of the passage.

The damage caused by his random blow was much greater than the previous blockbuster Ziyun, which immediately attracted a large amount of exclamation and cold absorption. Even Hong Gongliu and Qi Xinyue were secretly shocked.

Almost at the same time that yuan Shitian punched, Luo Chuan also shot. He only stretched out a finger and pointed to Taisui.

Yuan Shitian's fist has stopped. Without his breath, Luo Chuan's breath is exposed.

"True Dan territory?" Qi Xinyue frowned slightly.

"Or the real Dan realm? What's going on..." Hong Gongliu frowned.

Luo Chuan pointed out that he did not burst out his physical strength, but still suppressed his cultivation in the realm of true Dan.

The Dharma of Tianmen is like the tide!

In the twinkling of an eye, what appeared in Luo Chuan's vision was no longer a mass of rotten Taisui, but a strange existence with strange power and physical body. The Tianmen Dharma idea turns into a dense grid and appears on Tai Sui. Each intersection node of the grid is the intersection of gravity and repulsion in Tai Sui's body.

Thousands of nodes are thousands of flaws!

Thousands of flaws gather from all directions! In the twinkling of an eye, it condenses into a flaw! This flaw is the only combination of the two greatest repulsive forces in Taisui's body!

In the face of the 1200 year old Taisui, Luo Chuan's eyes flashed a light, and his straight fingers flashed silently. The way of skill was born at the fingertips!

Tiannan trial ground, sharpen Yan Shangdao!

Luo Chuan took the whole Tiannan region as a stepping stone, practiced for more than ten years, combined with the skills of the two times of Tiannan region, and the new skills are fully displayed in the nine days world for the first time!

Pop!

Luo Chuan poked Taisui with his finger.

Taisui did not tremble, did not break, and did not fall apart like yuan Shitian.

Almost all the faces were filled with incredible words. Hong Gongliu took a breath of cool air, and his heart was in the moon. His beautiful eyes shone. He stared at Luo Chuan for a moment, and even ran Fengjun's eyes were frozen.

Hoo... Hoo

At Luochuan's fingertips, a 1200 year old Taisui left the entrance of the passage! It's like a big windmill spinning around your fingertips!

Taisui is rare and used to refine high-grade flying boat magic tools because of its terrible adhesion! Yuan Shitian and other terrible geniuses can only break Taisui, but can't completely get it out of the entrance channel. It's conceivable that the adhesion of Taisui, who is more than 1200 years old, seems to be beyond the scope of returning to the virtual world!

"Pain, pain... Ah, ah... Don't, don't... Poke, poke... Er, er... Dizzy, dizzy..."

It took him half a day to react and groaned faintly.

"It hurts your head." Luo Chuan turned his eyes.

"Er, er... You can hear me... You are also fat!" Tai Sui trembled and shouted with joy.

"Chubby meat? What a bad name... You are chubby meat. Your whole family is chubby meat!" Luo Chuan was speechless.

"Er, er... Our whole family is really fat meat... You are also fat meat! You are fat wild meat! Come and see, there is a fat wild meat!" Tai Sui whirled happily and cheered.

In the Dharma of Luochuan Tianmen, the nine regiments on one side all "looked" at Luochuan. Their fat bodies shook left and right, shaking and swinging, as if to express friendship. Even the regiment scattered by yuan Shitian also wriggled around and greeted Luochuan.

"Be regarded as the same kind..."

Luo Chuan was completely speechless and looked bitterly at the "meat fat" rotating happily at his fingertips. He sandwiched it under his ribs and walked into the channel with a black face.

Until Luo Chuan's figure disappeared at the entrance, bursts of exclamations broke out on the suspension platform.

Ordinary monks were discussing with flying faces, with excitement and surprise in their eyes.

At the entrance of the other passage, Yuan Shi's magnificent figure stood upright, with no sadness or joy on his face.

"Unexpectedly, he was set aside. The boy deliberately lured me to do it, but he hid so."

Yuan Shitian closed his eyes slightly, and the moment Luo Chuan shot appeared in his mind. He opened it for a long time and lost his smile: "interesting boy."

As the voice fell, yuan Shitian's figure seemed to be swallowed up by flames and disappeared at the entrance of the channel a little.

On the other side, ran Fengjun also closed his eyes.

In the expectation of the descendants of the emperor, ran Fengjun slowly opened his eyes. His handsome face seemed like an ice river without waves, and said faintly, "go."

The next moment, ran Fengjun appeared in front of the entrance of the third Tianjia cabin channel. He didn't move, nor did he move. When people looked at him again, ran Fengjun had disappeared.

"What's the matter with that 12-year-old boy? Why is brother ran so secretive?" a descendant of a second emperor could not help but be curious and muttered.

"There are two possibilities." Qi Xinyue lifted up the green silk on her cheeks, revealed a lazy style in her graceful eyes, and said, "either he has a unique secret method to crack Taisui, and he happens to meet him. Otherwise, how can a young man in the real Dan realm accept Taisui who is more than 1200 years old. Another possibility..."

Speaking of this, we stopped together.

Beside her, the descendants of the emperor's breathing increased slightly.

"We accidentally ran into a very low-key and hidden genius friar," Qi Xinyue whispered, staring at Luo Chuan's exit channel into Europe.