Chapter 993

Beside the green pool, the grass fairy fought twelve black friars riding lion dragons alone.

Although orthodox monks in ancient times did not like fighting, it did not mean that they were not good at fighting. Such as Cao Xian, an ancient treasure and first-class monk, their combat methods and methods are no inferior to any human master.

At a glance, the grass fairy could see that the real power of the twelve black robed friars lay in the black armour lion dragon under their seats and the formation of an array. As soon as they fought, the grass fairy scattered them, making it difficult for the twelve black robed friars to form an array and soon gained the upper hand.

WOW!

The lava stone array was broken by Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan and Zhou buchen jumped up high and turned into two gods. They didn't need words. Their hearts were like a sharp touch. Luo Chuan flew to the real king without shadow, and Zhou buchen plundered to the twelve lion dragon friars.

"Master Cao Xian! Xiao Xuan has come to help you!"

XuanZhen Dugu shouted, and a dark yellow Qi lingered around the wooden body, and the smell of the wooden body began to become different.

It was held in the palm of the hand by the Minister of Zhou, and the Qi machine was connected. It was like a wooden body of a stick. At this time, it emitted sword Qi and gathered into a sword edge.

Without a breath, Zhou buchen came to the back of the twelve black armour lion dragon friars. The XuanZhen single wood in his left hand and the empty scabbard in his right hand. The two sword edges roared out at the same time, gathered into a wandering cross sword spirit, and pounded directly at the twelve black robed friars.

"Leave it to me and you can deal with the old turtle!" Zhou buchen shouted to Cao Xian.

As early as in the lava formation, Luo Chuan and Zhou buchen observed the war. The strongest ones on both sides were Cao Xian and the yawning old turtle. The old turtle seemed lazy, but in fact he was the strong one on the side of the law building.

"Can you...?" the grass fairy frowned slightly.

With a long smile, Zhou buchen flashed a white light in his eyes, and the Qi machine locked the twelve black lion dragons.

"Get up!" yelled Zhou buchen.

Twelve black lion dragons suddenly jumped up and threw out the twelve monks in black robes on their backs. At the same time, Zhou buchen's sword spirit drove straight in and swept over the twelve monks in black robes. In the twinkling of an eye, he involved the twelve friars in the Dharma tower in his circle of battle. In the battle circle, the twelve friars of miefalou faced not only the double swords of the Minister of Zhou, but also the attack of the twelve black lion dragons.

Seeing this, the grass fairy nodded slightly, gently pointed her toes and glanced at the old turtle.

At the same time, Luo Chuan has also approached the real king without shadow.

"Do you dare to come down from the turtle's back?" Luo Chuan looked at the shadowless real gentleman and said faintly.

"To deal with such a small miscellaneous fish as you, you don't need my little master's hand." shadowless Zhenjun scoffed on his face, but a different color flashed in his eyes.

Since entering the lava cave, the old turtle under shadowless Zhenjun has been looking at Luochuan.

At this time, a turtle was less than ten steps away from each other. The old turtle stared at Luo Chuan closely. Two earthy yellow Shenhua suddenly released from his drooping eyes: "it's disguise, let me go!"

The old turtle opened his mouth and spit out a yellow wind. The yellow wind swept towards Luochuan. Luochuan shook his body and dodged to the other side, but he was still stained by the yellow wind. The disguised face on his face shrank and withered in the yellow wind, gradually revealing Luo Chuan's original appearance.

"It's you!" the old turtle stared at Luo Chuan's face and remembered the young monk he had seen when he was still under the ancestral seat of the xuantu region more than ten years ago.

Although the young genius he met at that time was just an idea, the appearance of the figure was just as young as the monk in front of him.

"It's you..."

Feeling the strong black earth smell in the yellow wind, Luochuan's memory of the past was awakened.

When he was wandering through the white bone prison hall in Tiannan region, Luo Chuan thought about flying. By chance, he went to the four regions of geomantic omen, earth and fire among the ten regions of Tiannan region and robbed them by the four elephants and thunder. It was in the dark land that Luo Chuan saw the old turtle in front of him.

At that time, Luo Chuan was still a novice. He didn't know the heaven and earth. In the face of the leader of the first region, he said that when he fought with the young friars of the four elephant region in the future, he would give three moves first. Now, Luo Chuan feels a little ridiculous.

But why did the old turtle in the dark land enter the miefa building in Tianchen Buzhou and become the mount of the less landlord of the miefa building? Does this have anything to do with it?

Luo Chuan looked at the old turtle and suddenly asked, "he is a monk in the xuantu region?"

The old turtle showed an inexplicable smile on his face and said, "if so, would you really let him do three moves?"

Let three moves?

In the battle circle on the other side, Zhou buchen picked his eyebrows and showed a strange color on his face. Although he didn't fight with the shadowless Zhenjun, he could also feel the strength of the other party.

"Let me do three moves?" shadowless Zhenjun lost his smile and looked at Luo Chuan with unspeakable funny eyes.

Just as they were talking, the grass fairy was approaching the shadowless real king.

"Return my children!" the grass fairy roared at the shadowless real gentleman.

"What a mess." the old turtle shook his head, bounced up and met the grass fairy. In the twinkling of an eye, he was already fighting with the grass fairy.

"Well, let me meet you for a while."

Wuying Zhenjun smiled. He hung in the air, hugged his arms and looked down at Luochuan. His breath rose all over his body, and four circles of earthy yellow Shenhua light wheels appeared behind his head.

Looking at the Shenhua light wheel of Wuying Zhenjun, Luo Chuan has determined most of it. This Wuying Zhenjun really comes from the xuantu region.

Suddenly, in Luochuan's state of mind, the alarm bell rang for a long time.

In the thought of Tianmen Road, the black shadow appeared behind him, wrapped in the black dark Qi machine and split it with one hand.

One percent of the time, Luochuan's flesh became a wind shadow, and almost in a critical moment, he avoided the sneak attack of the shadow.

"You, stop, and this man will be handed over to the young master. Speaking of it, the young master hasn't done it himself for a long time."

Shadowless Zhenjun raised his hand to stop the shadow that the Lord wanted to pursue, and smiled.

The shadow shook his body and appeared behind the shadowless Zhenjun. He stared at Luo Chuan and said for a long time, "this man is in some danger."

"Danger? Hahaha... Shadow, you think too much." shadowless Zhenjun burst out laughing.

While looking at the shadowless real gentleman, Luo Chuan was secretly vigilant against the shadow, but he was a little strange in his heart.

As early as listening to Yu Youxi talking about miefa building, Luo Chuan flashed the memory of Jiulong Jun about miefa building. In Jiulong Jun's memory, he hated miefa building. In the past 30 years, miefa building has never stopped assassinating Jiulong Jun. although he didn't succeed once, it also bothered Jiulong Jun. What impresses Jiulong most is the only young friar who escaped in the last assassination, that is, the friar who claimed to be the little Lord in front of him.

He can escape from the fairy court in Kowloon. He is definitely the best of the young generation in the nine heaven world. At least he has top talent.

However, as like as two peas in the memory of the dragon, the present Chinese dress friar, though powerful and full of breath, is always in a strange mood. Compared with Luo Chuan's imagination, the gifted friar who could assassinate Jiulong Jun but retreat completely, he seems to have something less.

In the cave, Zhou buchen manipulated twelve lion dragons and fought twelve friars who destroyed the Dharma tower alone. The old turtle and the grass fairy were tangled together. For a moment, it was difficult to distinguish between the high and the low.

In addition to these two war circles, there is a third war circle, which is about to be brewing. It is Luo Chuan and shadowless Zhenjun.

Luo Chuan stared at the shadowless Zhenjun and his whole body was full of Qi.

The friar in Chinese clothes in front of him has the highest cultivation of the fourth level of Tao Lun, and has assassinated Jiulong Jun. Luo Chuan doesn't want to know that he must be the top figure in the young generation of Tianchen Buzhou. Even if he is strange in his heart, he won't underestimate the enemy at this time.

On the other hand, he looked at Luo Chuan with contempt. After all, a monk who had just appeared in Tianchen Buzhou was nameless and hopeless. How could he be compared with the fifth genius on his list.

Compared with the ease of shadowless Zhenjun, the shadow behind him always stared at Luo Chuan, showing a trace of prudence.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... The.

But the twenty or so alliance of nine monks who entered the ancient world from the other three ancient roads, aware of the fighting here, rushed one after another.

Not long ago, about 20 alliance of nine friars saw the scene in the cave, especially the 12 black robed friars and old turtles. They were all shocked and stopped outside the cave.

"Kill the law building... That's the man who killed the law building!"

"How did the people who killed the law building appear here."

"Wait... That man seems to be... The real king without shadow! Wherever the real king without shadow goes, there must be a shadow with him!"

"Strange, who is the man standing opposite the shadowless true gentleman?"

The friars of the nine Nation Alliance whispered and looked frightened. They saw that Wuying Zhenjun suddenly jumped up high and turned into a mysterious and dark light and shadow, laughing and plunging towards the friar opposite him.

However, something that shocked the friars of the nine Nation Alliance happened.

"Well, I was blessed by the elder in the past. I'll let you start three moves today." the young monk standing opposite the shadowless true gentleman said.

Hearing the speech, the nine Nation Alliance friars were stunned.

Most of them are friars of the first rank in the heavens, and their seniority is higher than that of the real king without shadow. However, even if they meet the real king without shadow, they will never dare to say such big words or even be enemies. Excluding the identity of the real king without shadow, his past means of assassinating the king of Kowloon without shadow or trace is enough to deter the friars of Jiutian. What's more, he is still the top talent in the top five of the list. Such geniuses often have level strength beyond their own realm.

"Do you really want to let me master three moves? I really don't know heaven and earth."

The pale face of shadowless Zhenjun showed a touch of sympathy, disappeared, and when he appeared again, he had come behind Luochuan.

Hoo... Hoo

At this moment, there was a violent wind in the marsh cave.

The dense black wind shadow roared from behind Luo Chuan, rotating like a column, and instantly appeared in all directions, up, down, left and right of Luo Chuan, enveloping him.

The black wind shadow appeared too fast, and the friars of the nine Nation Alliance returned to their senses. Thousands of ways surrounded the black Shenhua with majestic Taoist power and sharp as a needle and awn, and drowned the young friars in front of shadowless Zhenjun.