Chapter 790

Nanli's whole body was stiff and his limbs were numb. He felt that a great physical force bound him firmly like a meteorite iron secret chain. He couldn't move!

Nanli was shocked, turned his eyes, and looked at the young man under him strangely. With his demon body attainments, he was controlled by a fellow human friar, which was something he had never thought of. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of it. Luo Chuan's hands seemed to have caught him seven inches and properly stopped the counterattack of his physical strength. It was very exquisite.

A strong sense of suffocation was born in Nanli's heart. If he competed with Lingtai directly, he was confident that he would not lose to Zhou Zhihao. In the final analysis, this situation is still because he despised the enemy too much. Since the first meeting, Zhou Zhihao concealed his physical cultivation and indirectly set a trap for him to get in.

"Roar!"

Bai Yu roared and rushed to the Savior.

The figure of the heavenly snake Zhenjun flashed and appeared on the way. The long tail was cold and swept out and rolled towards the white dog. Bai Yu was caught off guard and was wrapped up. He was anxious and angry and roared again and again.

The sound of breaking the waves came from far to near. The pursuers were startled by the roar and were diving.

Luo Chuan flashed a cold light at the bottom of his eyes and pulled his arms violently!

Nanli was torn in half by Luochuan and fell to the bottom of the pool. His blood splashed and dyed the pool red.

The blood shadow is heavy, covering the remnant corpse of Nanli.

The blood mist dissipated slowly. Nanli was in good condition. He rubbed his waist and buttocks and stood at the bottom of the pool. His face was pale and looked at Luo Chuan coldly.

Wow... Wow

The sound of breaking the waves was getting closer and closer. A moment later, a demon king, two demon kings and a group of demon handsome demons came to the boulder at the bottom of the pond and stopped.

In front of them was an empty pool. There was no other life except a few deep-water swimming fish.

"Strange, Nanli obviously fled here. I heard the sound of fighting before." a demon general was surprised.

"Yes, I also feel a few breath." another demon Shuai also said.

The first demon king frowned. As soon as he entered the bottom of the pond, he felt an imperial breath and another breath very close to the emperor as a barrier to stop his peeping. How could he not guess that Nanli and the mysterious monk who took the scroll were at the bottom of the pool.

The demon king turned his pupils into a turbine and swept the water at the bottom of the pond inch by inch. Soon, his eyes fell to two giant stones leaning against the seam not far ahead. A touch of divine brilliance flashed in his eyes, and a thick happy color floated in a flash.

"Brother Kong Fang, have you found anything?"

Behind him, a demon king asked in a deep voice.

The chief demon king shook his head: "they probably escaped from another exit. You go east and the rest go west with me. Be sure to kill this son!"

With that, the demon king surnamed Kong hurried West with his several legitimate demon Shuai.

The two demon kings looked at each other with some doubts on their faces, but since Kong demon Jun had said so, they naturally wouldn't think about anything else.

The demon friars left one after another. In the twinkling of an eye, there was no one at the bottom of the pool.

……

The heavenly snake Zhenjun took Luo Chuan and hurried through the gap between the two stones. The surrounding light and shadow changed and varied. From time to time, there was a roaring sound in his ears, reaching the depths of the heart lake. He just felt like an afterlife.

I don't know how long it took. Luo Chuan finally saw a light in front of him. Suddenly, he fell from a height of ten thousand feet and landed steadily under the protection of Tian snake Zhenjun.

When he opened his eyes, Luo Chuan raised his head and looked at the blue sky unexpectedly.

After he came to Tianchen Outland, he had not seen the blue sky and white clouds for a long time. The feeling of long absence came. Luochuan felt refreshed and happy.

The scene of the central ancient battlefield is completely different from what he imagined.

There are no white bones everywhere, and there is no miasma of blood mist.

In front of Luochuan, there is an open dense forest. The trees in the dense forest are flourishing. The big trees hugged by five or six people rise into the sky, 100 feet high. The branches are like dragons, strong and powerful, extending to the sky and full of rich and vigorous breath of life.

Behind him, Tian snake Zhen Jun shook off his long tail and cut off a big tree in front of him. Looking at its rings, it is at least three or five thousand years old. There is a trace of aura in the trunk, but it is very ancient.

"Those buried in the central ancient battlefield are the strong in the war ten thousand years ago. Perhaps the body has already integrated into the earth's vein and just bred this forest."

Luo Chuan said to himself, as if to whom.

From the slanting air behind Luochuan, a figure slowly emerged, which was Nanli.

"That's just one of the reasons."

Nanli walked to Luochuan. He looked calm and said faintly, "this land is unusual. Otherwise, that war would not have happened more than ten thousand years ago."

The voice fell, and Nanli shot without warning.

Bang!

Their fists hit each other!

Two equally powerful physical forces gathered, burst and burst, rolled up the fierce hurricane and poured in all directions, overturned the towering giant trees on both sides, blew up the dust and scattered into mustard dust in the sun.

One is tall and the other is short, the other is handsome and the other is beautiful, but both of them have a strong body that can't be matched by the monks in the same territory.

A positive move is a tie.

Luo Chuan was surprised when he saw Nanli. At the bottom of the waterfall pool, Luo Chuan captured Nanli by lending his carelessness and skills. There is no clear positioning for Nanli's physical strength.

However, this time, Luo Chuan finally had a general understanding of Nanli's physical strength. His physical attainments are no less than those of Luo Chuan, who has practiced dragon body art.

You know, Luo Chuan has experienced all kinds of difficulties and opportunities before he broke through the three layers of Longyu. Even if the demon friars are born with a body far more than the human friars, it is difficult for even the upper demons to compete with the human friars who have reached the three layers of Longyu in the same environment.

Nanli's physical attainments have been met for the first time since Luochuan's practice.

Opposite Luochuan, Nanli is also examining Luochuan. His face is very calm, but the shock at the bottom of his heart is far beyond Luochuan's imagination.

At this time, although their eyes are still hostile, they are more interested, and they should be more curious than when they found the identity of the illegal doers on both sides.

Luo Chuan's arm suddenly flashed, his fist flashed a touch of Shenhua in his heart, and his five fingers opened like five mountains. He pumped out the surrounding air, blocked any possible dodge route, and grabbed it to the south!

In this move, Luo Chuan has used a more profound skill.

"Hehe, that's it again."

Nanli's mouth was light, and he smiled inexplicably. Suddenly, a group of Xuemei flew around his body. Xuemei turned into another Nanli at the next moment, just like his shadow.

The two South departures coincided instantaneously.

The wonderful change came from Nanli and fell into Luo Chuan's eyes. It was mysterious and mysterious, which made him have an imperceptible illusion.

"Do the same trick to me twice. Zhou Zhihao, you are really wrong this time."

Nanli laughed. He couldn't avoid Luo Chuan's palm, which combined skill and physical strength. Similarly, his arm flashed, his fist heart flashed a touch of Shenhua, and his five fingers opened like a huge mountain!

Bang!

Luo Chuan's potential was blocked back in the inevitable blow. His pupils shrank sharply and stared at Nanli's palm.

The way of skill!

What he did was also the way of skill!

"What, finally surprised you?"

Nanli smiled: "the world thinks that fighting numbers is only an auxiliary way, but they don't know. It only takes two or three times to practice fighting numbers to the extreme and develop and imitate the opponent's moves."

Looking at the elated Nanli with high war ambition in his eyes, Luo Chuan's horror calmed down a lot.

Nanli's just move, of course, is the way of skill, but it has only its form and does not understand the real wonderful meaning of the way of skill. But even if it's just a skill move, with Nanli's talent and slightly higher Luochuan's cultivation strength, it can still prevent Luochuan, which is enough to show that Nanli's way of fighting numbers is wonderful.

Luo Chuan's heart gave birth to a trace of vigilance and secretly thought about countermeasures.

You can't use the same move more than twice, otherwise it will be changed by him. But if you use different moves all the time, it will be useful for one day... No wonder this person can make waves in the Outland for so long, still alive and kicking, and become the most wanted target of the demon cult palace.

With his amazing fighting skills alone, anyone who knows doesn't want to kill him to avoid future trouble.

Even Luochuan is no exception.

If this person is allowed to live, nine times out of ten it will become a variable in the ancient battlefield, and may even affect finding the supreme Wuji skill of jiumiejiusheng!

Luo Chuan watched Nanli, and his killing intention was out of control.

"Sure enough, you also want to kill me, just like everyone who has seen fighting." Nanli looked at Luochuan, his arrogance flashed from the bottom of his eyes, and there was a faint contempt: "unfortunately, the more you want to kill me, the sooner you often die."

Behind Nanli, the White Snake didn't know when to go out, and the Qi machine locked the sky snake Zhenjun.

Nanli raised his fist and aimed at Luo Chuan, with a secret smile on his face: "since you and I all think that only one of us can survive, that's all we have to do. Luo Chuan, you must not have understood the image of momentum."

The voice fell. Bai Yu roared and jumped at the snake king.

WOW!

Ten million fists appeared in front of Luo Chuan. The fists came from Nanli, such as flying snow and flying Swan hair, and evolved into fighting numbers!

These fists are not fist shadow or fist meaning, or a fist image full of morality and mysterious Artistic Conception!

As soon as Luochuan's pupil shrinks, Tianmen Dharma subconsciously flies out, covering the whole track of Nanli's fist from hand to fall.

There are four areas of momentum, including breath, meaning, image and potential. Luo Chuan only realized the meaning.

Although momentum is the most basic Taoist skill, at the level of image, it can no longer be understood by ordinary first-rate and second-rate talents. It can only be understood if they have top talent potential and trigger some opportunity.

Facing the fatal blow of Nanli's oppression, Luo Chuan dared not resist hard and withdrew.

At this moment, Tian she Zhenjun is also entangled by Bai Yu. He will not be able to rescue Luo Chuan for a while and a half. The situation is critical.

Neither Luo Chuan nor Nanli noticed it. A few shadows flashed across the forest. When they saw them, they quickly hid.