Chapter 662

Cannon fodder camp... White Dragon Emperor... The legends of the two ancient Tianta who escaped from ten thousand prisoners.

Taoist Kongkong stared at Luo Chuan in a complicated mood.

In the eyes of many Zhutian, sub emperor level and even emperor level strongmen, he is an empty Taoist, the top Dandao master of the evil sect, and the Dragon sees the head but not the tail. He can also be called a legend.

But he was frustrated by Luo Chuan again and again. Seeing that this ugly 12-year-old boy was like a fish in water in the border wasteland blood castle, he quietly destroyed the plan of the Outland demon cult palace and secretly seized huge interests. The empty Taoist's morale has fallen to the bottom of the valley and can't mention any more resistance.

The cry of killing came from the distant coastline!

A fire broke out on the faliu and the back ghost, and the blood was shining into the sky. From time to time, the heads of demon friars and human friars could be seen flying high and thrown into the sea.

Magic signals like fireworks flew into the sky and disappeared in an instant.

"They are not stupid. They know to ask the emperor family for help. Unfortunately, even if the emperor family receives the news, they can't find the border wasteland blood castle." Li Xiaochen sneered.

"Who says it's not stupid. If I were you, I wouldn't cause so much noise. You should choose the right place to kill and set fire, border wasteland blood castle, the land of demons. Where can they escape?" Wang Hu said faintly.

At this time, a white shadow sprang up from the night. A cannon fodder camp brother just wanted to do it, but he saw that it was the pig in Luochuan's arms.

"Master! Finish the fire! Finish the fire!" the White Bone Demon pig jumped into Luo Chuan's arms and roared angrily.

"Boss, that fire is you..." Li Xiaochen looked at Luo Chuan, and his words were forcibly taken back by him, with a "I see" smile on his face.

"The fire has started, the people have been killed, and the descendants of the emperor have escaped. Boss, it's time to start." Wang Hu said.

Luo Chuan released the Dharma of Tianmen. As far as the Dharma can reach, he took the scenes inside and outside Tianmen harbor into his eyes.

All the garrison and patrol friars of the port have been dispatched to surround the descendants of the emperor.

The flames rose, the black waves surged, and the void was turbulent, rolling like a tide in the flames of war and black smoke, dancing at the edge of the coastline. The already chaotic Tianhai harbor became more and more chaotic.

However, the peninsula in the extension area of the port was still and quiet, and no reinforcements were sent.

"It's not chaotic enough. The descendants of the emperor have been greatly weakened, and the guard of the port alone is enough to stop them. The heavenly sea demon king has not dispatched people from the floating palace and still sits on the Diaoyutai. Moreover, the forces of Dahong gambling village have not taken action, and must be waiting." Luo Chuan said faintly.

"So, what's the boss's plan?" Wang Hu asked.

"Leave nine people down and prepare to go to the island for rescue. The rest, kill them for a while and escort the descendants of the emperor to escape further. Remember to change your clothes and make sure that even if the sky sea demon king is suspicious, he can't give evidence."

Luo Chuan preached and added: "the most important thing is to pay attention to safety! Once reinforcements come, retreat immediately! If anyone loses his head because of protecting the emperor's children, I will laugh at him with my brothers for three days and three nights!"

The brothers of the cannon fodder camp burst into laughter. With Luochuan successfully rescuing the descendants of the emperor, the confidence of the brothers of the cannon fodder camp also rose to a higher level, and their eyes looking at Luochuan became more and more convinced.

Soon, Wang Hu picked out seven brothers of the fourth level of the Tao wheel who were good at body method and sneaking. The remaining 129 cannon fodder camp brothers, led by a brother nicknamed red beard, changed their clothes, put away their treasure elephants, rode ordinary water and land Jiaoma, and rushed to the coastline.

Luo Chuan, Wang Hu, Li Xiaochen and seven other brothers lurked under the hillside and stared calmly.

Boom!

There was a loud noise in the distance!

As soon as the iron cavalry of the cannon fodder camp was combined, hundreds of demon repair guards at the port were scattered. 129 demon friars' heads flew high, and blood gushed in all directions.

The iron cavalry of the cannon fodder camp divided into two groups, one surrounded and rescued the descendants of the emperor, and the other dived into the depths of the coastline to release Taoist power and wantonly destroy the flying boats in the port. Soon, five flying boats were trampled by the iron cavalry of the cannon fodder camp, the outer chord broke, the deck broke, and slowly fell to the virtual sea.

"Red Beard was originally a local bandit leader. He can burn, kill and loot. He is a good hand in destruction. Now, like us, he has broken through the fourth level peak of Taoist wheel." Li Xiaochen whispered aside.

"Red beard, I remember him. When he fled the ancient Tianta, he killed the most of you except Wang Hu." Luo Chuan said faintly. The Tianmen Dharma thought was like a big net, covering up and down the Tiangang harbor to monitor everything.

WOW!

The empty sea rises high and beats to the shore of the port.

From the bottom of the peninsula not far away, there came an undercurrent, which seemed to have eyes and independent consciousness, swimming to the Tianhai harbor area where the cannon fodder camp was located.

The seven undercurrents vaguely exuded an unfathomable atmosphere. Although they intended to hide with the help of void turbulence, they could not escape the investigation of Luochuan Tianmen Dharma.

"The sky sea demon king shot!" Luo Chuan's eyes opened.

As soon as his voice fell, three hidden breath came from the East and northwest outside Tianhai port! Every breath carries at least 100 Taoist monks, but they are deliberately hidden and don't want to be noticed.

"Dahong gambling village, magic heart Taoist hall and flying eagle Gang have all shot!" Luo Chuan looked happy.

Wang Hu, Li Xiaochen and other brothers are also smiling. The more powerful forces come, the stronger the strength of the demon friars participating in the war, the more chaos they can create and the more favorable their rescue plan is.

"It's too early to be happy now. Your brother seems to have red eyes and didn't notice the danger coming." Taoist Kong sneered.

"Wang Hu, call red beard back!" Luo Chuan shouted.

Wang Hu just wanted to transmit the sound. At this time, the breath of the west side was exposed! A little halo shone on the port plain. More than 100 demons who coerced the black wind appeared in the west of the port. Nearly half of the monks had the smell of being close to the brothers of the cannon fodder camp. It was obvious that they were all the accomplishments of the Taoist realm. The first one is a white faced and withered old man, whose breath is higher than that of Wang Hu and Li Xiaochen, and the other is a woman. Her whole body is shrouded in a black fog, and her face can't be seen clearly. However, her breath is higher than that of the old man. Even Luo Chuan's Tianmen Dharma can't be captured, but she just feels that she is hitting on a mass of invisible and weightless fog.

"The owner and the first Hall of the evil heart Taoist hall are all out! One by one, one by one! Do not transmit sound. The evil heart controls the heart, and any sound will be intercepted by them!" Li Xiaochen hurriedly said.

Wang Hu turned to look at Luo Chuan. Luo Chuan's eyebrows coagulated. Just when he wanted to say something, a lazy voice sounded in his ears.

"Look at the little bastard! The job of investigating and sending letters is naturally given to our scout! Do you want to give it to that meat fat!"

The white bat flew from Luochuan's shoulder and circled around Luochuan's forehead

"OK! Little bastard, you are the herald of this battle. Quickly order red beard to retreat, don't entangle with the four forces, and find a place to hide."

Luo Chuan's eyes and heart showed a purple tide, lit a wisp of magic Luo Xianyan, attached with little Wang BA's wings, which served as the mark of the little scout of the cannon fodder camp.

Shrouded in magic smoke, Little Wang BA was exposed to strangers outside Luochuan for the first time.

Wang Hu, Li Xiaochen and other cannon fodder camp brothers just looked at Little Wang Ba curiously. However, the empty Taoist on one side looked at Little Wang ba. His pupils narrowed, his eyes changed dramatically, and a thick absurdity floated on his face.

"This is... A pure blood white bat with a congenital pulse? Boy! Where did you get it! Shouldn't this white bat be in the hands of that bastard Li Xuangan? How can there be another one!" the empty Taoist shouted angrily: "Rendan boy, are you crazy! Don't take it back! If those people find it, you won't live long enough!"

Luo Chuan glanced at the empty Taoist and looked at the white bat: "little bastard, go and give orders."

"Giggle... OK!" Xiao Wang Bayi's face was excited and disappeared in the twinkling of an eye.

"Xiaochen, find something to put the old man up!" Luo Chuan pointed to Taoist Kongkong.

"Hey! Rendan boy! I'm kind enough to remind you! How can you bite the hand that feeds you! This is clearly the end that Li Xuan feels. How did it fall into your hands, Rendan boy? What's your relationship with that bastard! HMM..."

In the twinkling of an eye, Taoist Kongkong was stuffed into a heaven and earth pocket by Li Xiaochen and threw it into the storage ring.

"The old man is so wordy that he only talks about the truth. He seems to know Li Xuan very well." Li Xiaochen sneered.

Li Xuan feels... He is still alive. Whether he did well or not in the nine days world, why did every high friar in the nine days world inevitably scold him as a bastard?

Luo Chuan shook his head and put away his thoughts. If he had fate, he would always have a chance to meet him. At present, the most important thing is to rescue the five brothers.

The Sky Harbor tonight is destined to be completely chaotic.

On the other two sides, the people and horses of Dahong gambling house and Tianying Gang also showed their shapes. The number of monks sent was basically the same as that of the magic heart Taoist hall. Outside the coastline, seven undercurrents also surfaced.

WOW!

The chaotic water of the virtual sea slipped from the back of the behemoth. It was a virtual dragon whale! At the back stands a huge stone castle and martial arts field, gathering nearly 100 monks, whose accomplishments range from Guixu to daolunjing.

Seven undercurrents are seven empty dragon whales! In front of the whale head of each empty dragon whale, there stands a four-level demon with a trident magic weapon.

"Seven people were sent out at the light twelve night fork. The virtual sea boat meeting will also start to be real." Wang Hu whispered.

"Just in time, we can start."

Luo Chuan's lips were slightly raised, and the nine friars of the cannon fodder camp beside him also laughed.

At the next moment, ten monks in blood robes and black armor seemed to be off the string arrows, swept towards the peninsula extending from the distant coastline, and tore up a line of defense in the twinkling of an eye.

When ten people appeared in front of the peninsula, everyone lost at least ten lives. The smell of black armor and blood was mixed, that was the smell of iron blood.

In the port area behind him, the four forces have begun to fight. The descendants of the emperor are hiding and surviving. Outside the port area, there are many pairs of eyes hidden in the dark, watching quietly and ready to move.

The border wasteland blood castle is in a chaotic night!