Chapter 1511

The roar shook the sky, and the sun, moon and stars trembled in the roar of grief, anger and unwillingness.

"No!"

Prince Bo stared at the punch that was close at hand and getting closer and closer. There was a thick panic in his eyes and a roaring sound in his mouth.

He never dreamed that Luo Chuan still didn't give up killing him! Instead of giving up, he actually did it... This monster!

Prince Bo was angry and frightened. His teeth creaked, his blood flowed and his body trembled in the face of boxing and crazy killing. He suddenly found that he did not have the courage to ignite the fire again. He was completely defeated in terms of physical body, behavior, power and state of mind.

"Luo Chuan..."

Struggling and trembling, under Luo Chuan's fist style, Prince Bo blushed and clenched his teeth, struggling in pain and despair.

The Black Dragon Lord didn't come across the space. He slowed down a step and didn't have time to fight. Bai Yiqing has also opened the star array to deal with the Black Dragon Lord. When Luo Chuan's fist comes down, the Black Dragon Lord has nothing to do... Crown prince Bo has ten thousand unwilling and ten thousand regrets. He fought against Luo Chuan's fist and killing opportunity desperately, not for survival, but to summon up courage and keep his heart, Fire again! Even if he dies, he will be buried with laluochuan and Tianxing holy gate!

However, both crown prince Bo himself and the friars in Tiandao palace felt the approaching smell of death.

Just when the prince was full of despair, the void above his head was broken, and a circle of blood vessels fell from top to bottom to protect him.

Boom!

Luo Chuan hit the blood ring with a blow.

The whirlpool like blood flow tide rippled around the blood vessel, shaking slightly, blocking all Luo Chuan's terrible fist power back.

The blood ring was like a cage. Prince Bo sat down in the cage and looked frightened, but nothing happened.

"The prince of daoyan, the fate of heaven!"

"If the prince dies, the heaven will cry!"

"Taoist performance is respected, and ten thousand demons are killed!"

"Bold boy, don't stop!"

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

……

In the void, there came the sound of a good monkey!

Not one or two, nor ten or a hundred, but tens of thousands of good news monkeys gathered together and spread news from a mysterious emperor millions of miles away!

"It's the Taoist immortal dynasty!"

"Daoyan Xianchao still did it after all!"

"That's right... As the first successor of the daoyan immortal Dynasty and the first genius of the daoyan immortal Dynasty, Bo Taiqing, who has the fire of ancient Taoism, is the treasure of the daoyan immortal Dynasty. How could the daoyan immortal Dynasty actually kill their crown prince?"

"It's a pity that Luo Chuan, the Black Dragon Lord who just settled the anti Saint alliance, was intercepted by the Taoist immortal dynasty! The two giant forces that are detached from the world have become powerful one after another. With these two amulets that frighten nine days, let alone Luo Chuan, even the Arctic Emperor may not be able to kill the crown prince!"

"Unfair... But what..."

The friars of Tiandao palace communicate with each other. They are in a complex mood. In the face of the dominant forces that are detached from the world and control the chess game of heaven and earth, such as the anti Saint alliance, such as daoyan Xianchao, and even the peerless Tianjiao such as Luo Chuan, they can only constantly compromise and give way, let alone them.

Luo Chuan can also become a test chess piece in the eyes of the anti Saint alliance. They don't even have the qualification to become chess pieces.

Although every promotion breakthrough has the feeling of climbing another peak, it is still dark when you look up. In front of the road, there are still dark and tall mountains, which press on people's hearts and block their eyes looking at the distant sky.

Once upon a time, most friars only thought that those huge mountains were an unreachable realm of practice. Up to now, many ignorant young friars suddenly understand that the mountains really blocking the road are not a realm!

Xiuxian asked, asking for immortality and freedom. But even if you practice in the realm of the second emperor and the emperor, you can't really be carefree - just because of the existence of these giants who have formulated the rules of the game.

The feeling of heavy depression rose from the hearts of most monks present. With Luo Chuan's failure, this feeling became more and more clear and frustrating.

"Ha ha... Luo Chuan, see, you can't kill me!"

The blood ring was like a cage. Prince Bo raised his head from the blood ring, took a long sigh of relief, sneered and looked at Luo Chuan, but his smile was a little uncomfortable.

He left daoyan Xianchao and went into Xingyuan practice. He had a conflict with an old ancestor of the Xianchao royal family. In a rage, he said that he didn't need any help from daoyan Xianchao for a hundred years. In the past hundred years, he often deliberately forgot his identity as the prince of daoyan. With his talent, efforts and heart of Daoism, he gained a firm foothold in Xingyuan and broke into such a great name. It is true that he did not use the relationship and power of daoyan immortal Dynasty. Of course, everyone in the Ninth Heaven knows that his uncle Taiqing is the prince of daoyan. It is no longer inevitable to take advantage of the invisible situation.

Unexpectedly, this time, because Tianxing Shengmen and Luochuan broke the creed and agreement that had been observed for decades, botaiqing had mixed feelings, anger and luck.

Compared with the dispute with the old ancestor, life is more important naturally.

Prince Bo thought to himself, but just then, he saw that the fist outside the blood vessel, which had failed to return, raised again, crossed a strange arc and bombarded again!

Dang!

Prince Bo's heart beat faster and the heart lake alarm bell rang.

What surprised him was not Luo Chuan's fist, but the cold eyes seen through the blood vessels.

The cold eyes are like frost, the darkness is like night, and the constant killing of dust is always carried out.

"Bo Taiqing, you deceive my Taoist partners and have violated my taboo."

"I Luochuan let you die today. Even if Heaven blocks you, you can't live tomorrow."

"Where is the destiny? Heaven cries? Hahaha, I want to see if the old thief cried for your death or was beaten by my Luochuan fist!"

Unparalleled domineering laughter echoed throughout the audience, accompanied by the ultimate fist made by Luochuan potential!

In the Tiandao palace, the female Taoist priest of the holy gate, the double list genius, the young man Xiu, the female Taoist priest of the imperial family, and even the young masters of the ancient clan who came from afar were all excited. They could guess Luo Chuan's unwillingness, but they didn't expect Luo Chuan to fight as soon as he said. Even in the face of the obstruction of the two dominant forces, he was still strong and punched Bo Taiqing!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Bang... In an instant, Luo Chuan blew thousands of fists!

On the surface of the blood vessel, the blood tide turned over like a dragon, roared and roared, coerced the mysterious Taoist method of the immortal Dynasty and the power of top emperors to resist Luochuan's fist.

"Luo Chuan! You can't kill me... Don't bother in vain..."

Prince Bo trembled and gnashed his teeth. Although he said so, his heart kept trembling.

Luo Chuan's every punch seemed to hit him in the heart, heavy, depressed and frightened.

Poof!

Not far away, Bai Yiqing lowered her head and vomited a mouthful of congestion. The blue moon on one side showed an anxious color. As soon as she wanted to say something, Bai Yiqing stretched out his hand to stop it.

The Black Dragon Lord didn't give up rescuing Prince Bo. He often wanted to travel through space, but Bai Yiqing was strongly blocked by the three ancestral star arrays of Xingdao origin and Tianxing holy gate!

Bai Yiqing's accomplishments in lunjing are not equal to that of a strong ancestor.

But under the starry sky, she is the only master of the astral path with seven star wheels. Once she uses the origin of the astral path, she can immediately control all the ancient and powerful star arrays of the heavenly star holy gate. However, after all, the array is a foreign object and controlled by people. Even three ancestral star arrays are far less powerful than one.

In the twinkling of an eye, Bai Yiqing vomited three mouthfuls of blood, shaky, his essence and spirit fell continuously, and his face turned white.

The holy women around were frightened and wanted to shout, but they were stopped by Bai Yiqing's magic.

Glancing at Luo Chuan, who was seizing all the time to prepare her boxing, Bai Yiqing smiled happily at the corners of her mouth. At the same time, she calculated the Tianxing holy gate and Yuxia Daojun. In addition to removing the demons, the main purpose was to win the Tianxing holy gate and give it to Luo Chuan.

But at this moment, she suddenly found that she exhausted her mind to win the huge Tianxing holy gate, but she was far from happy to stand quietly behind Luo Chuan and silently block the enemy's attack after attack.

Poof!

Bai Yiqing spewed another mouthful of blood, and the female Taoists around finally couldn't help shouting.

"Xiaobai!"

When Luo Chuan read this scene, his eyes suddenly became blood red and his whole body was shaking.

At this moment, Luo Chuan's Qi and blood attack the heart, and Nian Hai is also inspired. Pictures float from Nian Hai. Each picture is a fist. These fists are the boxing methods Luo Chuan used in his life practice. There are many boxing methods derived from other Taoist methods, such as the great handprints of the heavens, the equal of the twelve stars and the evil spirit method... These boxing methods gather on Luo Chuan's Nian Hai and continue to integrate and reorganize, But soon a flame flew into Nianhai from below. With a crash, it burned the boxing picture, leaving only a circle of ashes. It danced and rotated above Nianhai and gradually gathered into a turbine.

There is only one picture in the turbine, which is also boxing, but it is a boxing that has never appeared in Luo Chuan's life!

As soon as his eyes closed and opened, Luo Chuan's eyes were burning with fire and another blow!

"Bo san'er! Die!"

"Don't think! Luochuan, you can't kill me!" Prince Bo clenched his fist and stood in the blood ring without fear, staring at Luochuan and Luochuan's fist.

"Changsheng wheel, no fire... It's just the reincarnation impression of your Taoist performance of the immortal Dynasty. I haven't seen it."

Luo Chuan sneered that his fist had been blasted!

Samsara fist - final form, divine fist!

Boom!

The blood chakra evolved from the reincarnation impression is fragmented under the fist of Luochuan's reincarnation morality!

The prince of daoyan, Bo Taiqing, stared at the punch from far to near. His expression was frightening and his face was unbelievable... He didn't expect that Luo Chuan broke the reincarnation with reincarnation. One punch knocked out the reincarnation impression, one of the two foundations of daoyan immortal dynasty!

Pop!

Botaiqing's chest is broken, his body collapses, his heart and soul disappear under Luochuan reincarnation fist, leaving only the last trace of mind.

The last trace of wisdom, put down in all ways, but also made Bo Taiqing's state of mind before his death never pure and flawless.

"So, die together."