Chapter 691

Looking at everyone's expression, Luo Chuan's heart suddenly cooled down.

The descendants of the emperor who had stood on his side were puzzled and confused. Those descendants of the emperor who were close to ran Fengjun looked arrogant and looked at Luo Chuan with pride in their eyes.

Dark fragrance came from his side. In Yu Guangzhong, Luo Chuan saw the expressionless Qi Xinyue.

"Luo Daoyou, you still show your horse's feet after all! Why, for fear of being seen through your secret identity when you get on the flying boat of Guangtian Pusheng?" the descendants of emperor Lu sneered behind ran Fengjun.

"That flying boat, regardless of its style or mark, is a universal saint. There is no doubt that there is a pattern in our Taoist school. Luo Daoyou, what's your intention to lie about the flying boat in the demon cult palace and deceive us to change course?"

"The boy is too suspicious. It's better to put him under house arrest first."

Ran Fengjun's faction stood up one after another and attacked Luo Chuan.

Rong Xiaojia couldn't see it. He frowned and walked forward and said, "brother Luo hasn't finished yet. It's better to wait until he finishes making a decision."

"Yes, brother Luo has been helping us all the way. These can't be done without leave." Cheng Xiaobing also said.

"Listen to him and change your way." night sin fan got up from the shadow and said coldly.

The descendants of the emperor surnamed Lu sneered: "you boys who haven't grown up are not mature enough to be deceived by him so easily. Don't get back quickly. There's no share for you to talk here!"

Hearing the speech, Rong Xiaojia and others showed indignation on their faces. They wanted to speak, but they were suppressed by an invisible deterrent. They flushed and gnashed their teeth one by one.

"They are not mature. What about the Tao?"

The laughter of Qi Xinyue sounded.

Ran Fengjun looked at Qi Xinyue and smiled: "Qi Daoyou has been there for so long. I don't know what to do."

"My brother Luo's ugly master has an external visual cabin, which can see through the reality of each other's flying boat. There is no doubt that the other party is a demon flying boat." Qi Xinyue said faintly, but there was a trace of absurdity in his heart.

She lied and gambled that Luo Chuan didn't lie to her. According to her temperament, she shouldn't have trusted others so easily, but somehow, looking at Luo Chuan's side face, she chose to stand on his side without hesitation.

In the control cabin, many descendants of emperors showed skepticism.

"Hey! Taoist Qi, you are also confused by him!" sighed a descendant of the emperor behind ran Fengjun.

Qi Xinyue just wanted to say something. Yu Guangzhong, the young man has gone out.

"If you don't move, it's too late."

Luo Chuan's eyes retracted from the external water mirror and strode towards the console. Two cold flashes flashed in his eyes: "get out of the way!"

The four descendants of the emperor behind ran Fengjun looked at each other, flashed out at the same time, and blocked Luo Chuan with their hands.

"Roll." Luo Chuan didn't stop, his eyes became more and more indifferent, and his temperament suddenly changed.

Qi Xinyue and Hong Gongliu, including Rong Xiaojia, have bright eyes. Although they are aware of the mystery of Luo Chuan, no one has seen Luo Chuan's action until now. Luo Chuan gives people the deepest impression. He is just a lucky double Dharma immortal professional friar.

"Go away? You're crazy!"

"What are you doing staring at me? You want to beat me? Unfortunately, no one here will help you."

The four descendants of the emperor Guixu first and second rank laughed.

"Why do you need help?"

Luo Chuan's body flashed. Before the descendants of the four emperors reacted, Luo Chuan appeared in front of them.

So fast!

The descendants of the four emperors were surprised.

Then, like the power of the sky sea over the mountain, in the shocked eyes of the descendants of the four emperors, the boy opposite seemed to change into an ancient fierce beast from the depths of the frontier.

The descendants of emperor Lu took the lead in responding. He roared and floated a circle of dark green vitality Dharma mask outside his body. At the same time, his body shook. Two flying wing runes floated on the vitality Dharma mask. The two groups of mana flashed like radio waves and appeared in the palm of his hand. He folded his hands and pressed Luo Chuan!

Mana is like China, shining!

In the incredible eyes of the descendants of the emperor, Luo Chuan's fist is as fast as a star, like smashing tofu, easily penetrating each other's palms and vitality mask!

Under the young Friar's strange fist, all the defenses of the descendants of emperor Lu are in vain!

The descendants of the emperor surnamed Lu were hit on the chin with a fist and flew out. They bumped heavily into the bulkhead and slipped slowly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Between the colorful vitality mask and gorgeous mana, Luochuan punched three times in a row!

In the eyes of the onlookers, his boxing speed is not fast, but he can often catch up with the other party's mana. His power seems not strong, but he can easily break the vitality Dharma shield, and his flesh is not afraid of the mana of returning to the virtual environment.

The plain three fists are full of artistic conception that people can't see through. They are fierce and introverted, and the contradiction is clear. In front of him, the descendants of the four emperors had no one enemy and were blown out without suspense!

There was a figure in the oblique thorn, but another descendant of emperor ran Fengjun suddenly attacked Luo Chuan!

A flower in front of everyone. The handsome white haired boy didn't know when to appear on Luo Chuan's side.

"Get out!"

Ziyun shouted angrily and shook his arms wildly. Before the other party's mana shot, he broke the vitality mask and firmly clamped his waist, as if an old tree were uprooting its roots. He pulled up the descendant of the emperor upside down and threw it out.

Bang! Another loud noise!

The descendant of the fifth emperor slipped slowly down the bulkhead.

In an instant, except for friar you in front of the console, ran Fengjun's loyal parties were knocked down, and no one could survive.

Qi Xinyue raised an uproar at the bottom of her heart, staring at Luo Chuan's back and almost suffocating.

Those who were brought down by him were not ordinary friars in the virtual world. They were orthodox descendants who had undergone many trials in the imperial family. They practiced the best skills and methods and had inexhaustible resources, which made them far better than ordinary friars at the same level.

How many secrets does this cheap brother hide? He and Ziyun call themselves martial brothers. What kind of mysterious sect do they come from? What kind of terrible background does it have?

Rong Xiaojia and others were also shocked.

Looking at Luo Chuan and Ziyun, they suddenly remembered that the trial of Yulong was so smooth that they almost didn't encounter too many obstacles and finished before the descendants of the older emperor.

At that time, they were just lucky. Only then did they realize that the reason why they could easily complete the test was not luck, but because of these two people.

"Luo Daoyou... It's you." Rong Xiaojia showed gratitude in his eyes. He still remembered the mysterious figure who saved him when he was in danger in the second level.

Among them, only xiaorou was not surprised. She looked at Ziyun's back and smiled sweetly, but soon her smile dispersed. She saw another person in front of Luochuan and Ziyun.

Ran Fengjun, the fourth highest in the potential ranking of descendants of emperor!

Until then, yuan Shitian's eyes lit up and his face looked forward to it.

"That's it." ran Fengjun whispered.

Dressed in a white Chinese robe, ran Fengjun gently touched the deck, his body suspended in the air, his eyes closed and opened, and a mysterious artistic conception rose, but it seemed that everything stopped, but he changed infinitely.

The artistic conception diffused and swam to every corner of the control cabin.

In the strange halo of ancient Yellow, opposite ran Fengjun, everyone in the cabin was still, as if engraved with a meaningful picture, still in the long river of time.

At the same time, the black-and-white magic cyclone rose from ran Fengjun's feet and opened a magic world like a macro scroll in front of him! In the mana world, the light flows, the sun and moon are in the sky, and the stars move from east to west. It can vaguely capture the light and shadow of the domain and the continent!

"It's Kunlun dome Dharma! It's first-class... He made it." Qi Xinyue said motionless.

"It has broken through the small dome. The last one to use this method was the Daming king who crossed the dragon on the Mingjiang River in Dongting. However, the mana is not more powerful than Taoist power, and it is not stable to use it." yuan Shitian's muscles trembled violently, but he was trying to get rid of the shackles of artistic conception.

In the twinkling of an eye, the mana macro volume containing the small dome appeared on Luochuan's head, overwhelming!

Luo Chuan's body shook and finally got rid of the shackles of artistic conception. Then, Ziyun and Yuan Shitian also got out. Qi Xinyue broke free the fourth, and the other descendants of the emperor remained motionless.

In the face of the mysterious method falling from the sky, Luo Chuan's eyes burst with cold light and his fist burst out, just like holding the sky with one hand!

Boom!

Luo Chuan punched into the macro volume of mana, and a powerful mana containing the meaning of macro Avenue washed down from the center of the macro volume, stirring up a ripple like electric fire and phosgene between the front of the fist!

Luo Chuan and ran Fengjun's bodies flashed at the same time, and they looked at each other with a trace of surprise in their eyes.

At this time, Ziyun had risen and rushed into the mana macro volume.

In the twinkling of an eye, his body was reduced to the size of soybeans and swam in the macro volume of Dharma. Although his body method speed was very fast, it could be placed in the vast small dome, but it seemed very slow, as if ants were crawling away.

"Falling into the small dome, there is only one way to die." ran Fengjun looked down at Luo Chuan and said coldly.

Luo Chuan's eyes finally showed anger. Yu Guangzhong, the camouflaged giant demon flying boat was getting closer and closer.

Luo Chuan shook his body, pulled out his fist and took two steps back.

Two steps later, his temperament and artistic conception changed again, and there seemed to be two swirls of black and white in his eyes.

Black is Yin Qi, white is Yang Qi, one Yin and one Yang, and mana gets the way.

Black and white swirls overlap.

Luo Chuan looks at ran Fengjun and punches again! This time it is the reincarnation fist under the operation of yin and Yang mana!

After entering the nine day world, Luo Chuan showed reincarnation boxing for the first time!

Compared with the Tiannan region, the reincarnation boxing today is quite different. In addition to adding the fast force quasi three skills, the artistic conception is more pure, and it is inspired by Luochuan's new yin-yang mana, which has increased its power by more than ten times.

In the blink of an eye, the whirlpool of reincarnation bloomed in the fist wave and poured into ran Fengjun's small dome!

Samsara type III and type II - chaos!