Chapter 967

"Luo Chuan, let's go."

The voice of the holy ape was slightly urgent compared with his usual composure.

Luo Chuan's eyes coagulated. He grabbed the white jade water mirror again, but he wanted to take the white jade water mirror with Luo Fu.

But no matter how powerful Luo Chuan is, the white jade water mirror is still motionless.

Nanhai Xianhu has lost the source power of the six stars. Luo Chuan takes out the colorful feathers and wants to collect the white jade water mirror and Luofu into the Wanjie evil spirit tower.

WOW!

The colorful plumes were brushed. On the four corners of the white jade water mirror, the four congenital dark patterns stood up like four straight figures, with one palm on each side!

Dang!

Luochuan heart lake sounded an alarm!

The alarm rang and buzzed, almost drowning Luo Chuan's ears.

The four straight and standing congenital dark patterns turned into four immortals, ten feet tall, riding a strange animal, walking down from the four corners of the white jade water mirror and surrounded Luochuan!

Before Luochuan could respond, the four immortals with dark patterns shook their robes and sleeves. For a time, smoke and dust rolled and sand and stones shrouded Luochuan!

Just after Luo Chuan blinked, the scene in front of him changed sharply, and he came to a strange world.

There are four peaks in this world.

A peak in the East is just under the rising sun. There is an old pine on the top of the mountain. When the mountain wind blew, the old pine swayed around. Every time it swayed, the old pine changed. The scene of four seasons in spring, summer, autumn and winter appeared on the old pine in turn.

"Four seasons change." Luo Chuan murmured, turned around and looked at a peak in the West.

On that peak, there were birds, animals, flowers, trees, rivers, mountains and stones. The only difference is that everything on the mountain is upside down. Birds fly backwards, animals walk backwards, and streams flow backwards.

"Perverse."

Luo Chuan said to himself and turned to the north peak again. He saw that sand and stones were flying on the north peak. Each gravel dust was fast enough to be indistinguishable. With Luo Chuan's eyesight, he felt a little blurred.

"Fast morality."

Luo Chuan whispered, looking slightly dignified. Although this fast morality is simple and no fancy, it is precisely because of its simplicity that it is the most difficult to crack. We must use faster speed to break this morality.

Turning around, Luo Chuan looked to the peak in the south.

At a glance, Luochuan saw only an ordinary mountain peak. But when he looked carefully, he saw that the mountain was not a real mountain, but a mountain formed by the aggregation and accumulation of countless small magnets.

"Denounce morality."

Luo Chuan murmured.

After looking at the four peaks, Luo Chuan also understood where he was now.

This world is actually the mysterious god world transformed by congenital Xuan patterns.

The four congenital mysterious patterns flying from the four corners of the white jade water mirror turned into four immortals. The four immortals turned into four peaks in the southeast and northwest, which jointly evolved into this mysterious god world and trapped Luochuan in it.

If Luo Chuan wants to go out, he must crack the four mysterious patterns!

"Interesting."

Luo Chuan whispered. It was the first time he met a real Tianmen strongman since he realized the mysterious God of Tianmen. Once upon a time, when he was in Tiannan region, the friar of Tianmen in Tianhua palace had the power of Xuanshen at best, but he could not give full play to the real power of Tianmen friar in a really reasonable way.

Even Luochuan is the same. The Xuanshen of Tianmen is in his hands, and he only attacks with the power of Xuanshen.

In the past, Luo Chuan didn't think there was anything wrong, but when he saw the mysterious god world today, Luo Chuan found that his use of the mysterious God of Tianmen was too monotonous and didn't really give full play to the power of the mysterious God of Tianmen.

"Tianmen friar leads heaven and earth to Tao for his own use. The so-called Tao is unpredictable and infinite. How can he stick to one means."

Luo Chuan had a sudden insight in his heart.

Just then, Luo Chuan heard the vague voice of the holy ape.

"Luo Chuan, find a way to leave. If you don't go again, that person may really come after you."

Luo Chuan was in no hurry. He raised his sleeve and stretched out his hand. He drew a dark pattern in the air. It was the original dark pattern.

Hua la... A river appeared between the four peaks. The river is running endlessly and rolling in all directions.

In the twinkling of an eye, the magic river of time has flooded the Xuanshen world.

In the magic river of time, time is free. Luo Chuan controls himself. With a flash of body shape, Luo Chuan comes to the peak in the East.

The peak in the East is the four seasons Xuanwen mountain.

Heaven and earth have weather. The weather has four seasons, spring, summer, autumn and winter. Most land boundaries have these four seasons, which can be regarded as the heaven and earth to the Tao. But compared with the denouncing morality and Luo Chuan's all kinds of the metaphysical morality, these four times morality seem a little narrow and not top morality.

However, when Luo Chuan was thinking about how to crack it, the four peaks suddenly moved.

Boom!

In the mysterious god world, four peaks representing the morality and morality of the four mysterious gods rotate rapidly, moving continuously in the southeast and northwest! The morality and morality of the four mysterious gods were repeated, superimposed and transformed, and Luochuan couldn't capture one of the peaks at one time.

At the same time, the time magic river is also stirred up, gradually shrinking and thinning. If it goes on like this, the time magic river will dissipate soon. At that time, Luochuan will have no time to use. Not only can't save Luo Fu, but even himself will be trapped in the mysterious God and finally caught by the Tianmen friar of donghuazong!

What should I do?

Luo Chuan frowned and read in the sea of stars. His thoughts kept turning over and thinking about the solution.

... the mysterious God of Tianmen can not only simply depict the mysterious patterns, but also let each mysterious pattern have its own spirit, evolve into immortals, change into mountains, and stack into the mysterious god world!

... using multiple dark patterns at the same time is not only a simple stacking, but also turns them into a world and traps the enemy.

... although the friar of Tianmen is subject to his own flesh, the mysterious God of Tianmen is unrestrained and unrestrained. He is the most possible Taoist Dharma in the world.

... but why can't ordinary Tianmen friars carve Tianmen Xuan patterns on themselves to strengthen their flesh? Is it because of the constraints on the road? Don't want the Tianmen friar to be too rebellious?

... in that case, why not use other things to accept the four heavenly gates?

... foreign objects have no spirit. They can only depict congenital mysterious patterns, but can not recover the morality of the mysterious God.

... then why can't we help those who are destined to receive these four moral principles with the power of our Xuan God?

Looking at the increasingly scarce and shallower time magic River, Luo Chuan's eyes suddenly lit up, but suddenly opened his soul.

The palm turned over, and on Luo Chuan's palm, there was the Wanjie evil spirit tower.

A white light flashed in the tower, and Little Wang Ba, roupang, white bone Magic pig, Zhuang Zhou and Li Quanfu appeared one after another.

The white bone devil pig hasn't come out for a long time. As soon as he fell into the time magic River, he shook his body, looked up and roared: "this pig, white bone devil pig!"

The voice fell, and the white bone Magic pig ran in the magic river of time.

"You're out of luck running so fast."

Luo Chuan was too lazy to pay attention to the White Bone Demon pig and turned his eyes to the white bat.

"Luo Chuan! What do you call me! I have to sleep! I'm not fully mature! Why are you in such a hurry!" Little Wang Ba rubbed his bleary eyes and shouted unhappily.

Since the day he killed youdaoting with Luo Chuan, Little Wang Ba realized that his merits and virtues were perfect, so he had been lying in the Wanjie evil spirit tower and sleeping all day. Luo Chuan also knew that after swallowing countless aura resources, Little Wang BA was not far from maturity, just decades away. Luo Chuan simply ignored it and let it stay lazy.

"Little bastard, there's a big chance right now. Do you want it?" Luo Chuan looked at little bastard with a smile. Before little bastard could speak, he picked up little bastard, forced his arm, and slammed into the mountain with the morality of "fast".

"Luo Chuan, what are you doing! Why are you throwing me when you have nothing to do... Cluck, fun! Fun!"

Little Wang BA was slapped by Luo Chuan on the previous Beifeng, and gave a bang and giggled.

Before Little Wang BA was thrown out by the mountain, Luo Chuan pressed out a mysterious pattern to bind the power of the mysterious God and nailed Little Wang Ba firmly to the mountain.

Turning his head, Luo Chuan swept roupang, Zhuang Zhou and Li Quanfu one by one.

Zhuang Zhou and Li Quanfu were surprised by Luo Chuan's previous throw and were at a loss.

Meat changed into a chubby, round boy, moved to Luochuan's feet, bent down and said respectfully, "my emperor, I don't know what meat can do for me."

"I haven't seen you for days. You're fat again."

Luo Chuan smiled, grabbed the fat meat and threw it to the mountain with "four seasons" in the East.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah..."

Meat fat bumped into the mountain and turned back to its original shape. Luo Chuan also painted a creative black pattern and nailed it to the mountain.

"Young master, you don't want to throw little plums too." Li Quanfu raised his head and looked pitifully at Luo Chuan.

"Don't throw it, don't worry." Luo Chuan kicked Li Quanfu's ass, accurately kicked Li Quanfu to the mountain with "perverse" morality in the west, and immediately spun a creative black pattern.

Finally it was Zhuang Zhou's turn. Zhuang Zhou took a deep breath, raised his head and looked at Luo Chuan like death: "master, I'm ready."

"You are worthy of being my good disciple. You are so good."

Luo Chuan smiled gently and patted Zhuang Zhou on the shoulder. Without waiting for Zhuang Zhou to say anything, he threw him onto the last mountain. That mountain peak, also the former South Peak, has the morality of exclusion and guidance.

"Ah ah..."

Zhuang Zhou's scream was louder than anyone else.

"You are my disciple. Just go one way and let you get the best morality in the four ways."

After carving the four creative black patterns, Luo Chuan sat down with his knees crossed. At this time, the time magic river was about to retreat to his feet.

"Today, I just got a glimpse of the real magical function of the mysterious God of Tianmen. Thank you, Donghua sect."

With a faint smile, Luo Chuan used the hand pinch printing method to depict congenital dark patterns, which gradually piled up at his feet.

The mysterious God of Tianmen is an unrestrained magic method.

There are profound differences between metaphysical gods and gods, but there are only differences between higher and lower gods and between them.

Facing the mysterious God killing array left by the ancestors of the Tianmen sect of the Donghua sect, Luo Chuan came up with a way to solve the mystery of the Tianmen sect at the same time.