Chapter 1618

Luo Chuan didn't know that Jiulong Jun had inadvertently completed this feat, or that Jiulong Jun had already understood the way of time and space. All this was deliberately arranged by him.

In all of Luochuan's memories of Jiulong Jun, Jiulong Jun failed to integrate time and space.

That scene turned into an eternal picture, firmly fixed in Luochuan's mind.

The five fold space can hide reincarnation, and reincarnation maintains the stability of the five fold space. Only through time and space and across the ancient, modern and future can we be afraid of the moral order of the world.

All problems faced by Luo Chuan can be solved, whether it is the five fold space of enlightenment, the fist against the destiny of the Arctic emperor, or the fist he breaks through again - the premise is that he can complete this fist.

"Reincarnation of the past, we can't the future. Between time and space, we can regain order."

Luo Chuan's body shook, his whole body and flesh and bones creaked, and an unprecedented air machine artistic conception rose, and his demeanor gradually changed.

Luochuan, which appears in the center of the meteorite abyss and opposite the Arctic emperor, seems to be a completely new Luochuan.

The Arctic emperor's destiny blew out, but Luochuan didn't do it.

More than half of the boxing light of the Arctic emperor has passed, and Luo Chuan still hasn't shot. His Qi machine artistic conception extends infinitely and has been brewing to the last moment.

WOW!

In the blink of an eye, the fist of heaven's destiny and nine weather luck flew over the long void, only a hundred steps away from Luochuan.

Until then, Luo Chuan raised his head.

"That's the punch!"

The air mist on the surface of Luo Chuan's eyes is broken and discrete, and two divine lights are emitted from the fundus of his eyes. He is energetic and free and easy.

At his wrist, the fifth purple petal is rapidly overlapping at a speed that can be captured by the naked eye, becoming round, full and shiny.

When fate's fist was only ten feet away from him, Luo Chuan leaned slightly, his robes and sleeves flew over, raised his arms, took his hand and blew out.

A valley like black-and-white shadow ditch appeared in Luochuan's fist wave.

Both light and darkness are swallowed and absorbed. In an instant, new light and darkness, as well as a new rainbow spanning endless time, are born.

Everyone, including the Arctic emperor, was shocked by the artistic conception shown in Luochuan's fist.

The destiny fist of the Arctic emperor takes the way of luck and destiny. Although it is mysterious and profound, it is not as mysterious as Luo Chuan, who seems to have a fist to subvert time and counter attack heaven and earth.

From reincarnation to space, from the past to the future, across the moral order of the present... A fist from the future... How can ordinary monks bear such morality? Let alone face the fist front. Just look at it and listen to the sound of fist wave shock, they feel that the spirit moves, the blood boils, the internal organs are upside down, the consciousness gradually drifts away, and the hands and feet begin to disobey.

Pa pa pa... A large number of monks were knocked unconscious and fell to the ground in droves.

Among millions of monks, there are few who can bear the artistic conception of Luochuan Kungfu!

Ninety nine percent of the monks lost consciousness and fainted in shock and fear after only one look!

Millions of monks fell down at the same time, just like the long grass swept by the autumn wind. It was so neat and had no resistance, just like a rare picture full of shock, which filled the vision of the powerful.

Many times the emperor vomited blood and meditated cross legged.

Even the emperors and the strong have used all kinds of methods to calm their minds, so as to prevent themselves from sinking into them.

Boom!

Even Shenguang fist waves impact together!

Luo Chuan's fist wave turned into a sword against the sky and rushed forward with a fist against the destiny of the Arctic emperor!

It's the opposite of the first punch.

This fist was Luo Chuan's suppression of the Arctic emperor. The Shenguang fist wave counter attacked and went up. In the twinkling of an eye, it has reversed its disadvantage!

Although they compete in boxing, they also need to rely on Cultivation and Taoist power.

The Arctic emperor's cultivation was far higher than that of Luochuan, but he was counterattacked by Luochuan. This can only show that Luochuan's peak fist, which is formed by integrating several top morality, holy power and skills, is morally no less than that of the Arctic emperor's destiny! There is even a tendency to overwhelm one end!

Boom!

Their boxing light wave and boxing power finally stagnated in the center of the two people and fought against each other. No one can do anything!

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

……

Several emperors in succession could not bear the impact of these two top Kungfu artistic conception and vomited blood!

The remaining emperors were pale and complicated.

On the face of it, they are equal and equal. However, people with a clear eye can see that the Arctic emperor is superior in strength, but Luochuan is slightly superior in boxing. If Jiulong Jun recovers to the cultivation equivalent to the Arctic emperor, it is really difficult to predict the result of this war.

At this time, the space "gate" of the meteorite abyss opened.

One by one, the figures with extremely quiet artistic conception, deep and powerful breath swept into the abyss of stars and meteorites. Their strength grade is the same as that of Luochuan and the Arctic emperor, and their noble and unique Taoist robes show their identity... Holy friars!

Luo Chuan and the Arctic emperor were fighting to the most critical juncture, but at this time, the holy friars appeared. Their arrival was so coincidental that they could decide the success or death of the Dragon King as long as they shot.

"You arranged it all?" Luo Chuan looked at the Arctic emperor.

The Arctic Emperor didn't speak. He saw nothing but killing opportunities.

"As long as you can kill the Dragon King... No means is too much!" shouted an emperor who had just vomited blood.

"Jiulong Jun? Hahaha... Is it because the people's skill of 'destiny Allah' is too strong, or are you too stupid? But no matter how stupid you are, you will naturally understand the truth in seven or eight years. Wait, the truth will be announced soon, and soon... I Luochuan will come back. North Pole."

Looking at a place in the star meteorite abyss, the ancient soul that has always been calling himself, Luo Chuan took back his eyes and ignored the holy court friar who came from the slaughter. His wrists turned and five lights and shadows flashed. He had come to the entrance channel of turning to the southern region of the world.

Although he has won the Arctic emperor in boxing, if he really goes to war in an all-round way, his cultivation is not as good as the Arctic, and his strength is still inferior.

The son of the holy way, God's destiny, and the spokesman of the order of the new era. The Arctic does not die. Even if the holy emperor meets the Tao seat of samsara, it cannot restart samsara.

He and the Arctic emperor are bound to have another war, but not today.

Ten years later, no one can stop the battle of the domain. When Dabi began, it was the day when he returned to the star abyss.

Whether it is the dragon spirit of the ancestral land, the opening of the reincarnation throne, or the final battle with the Arctic emperor, will continue at that time.

"The Arctic... There are still ten years left. Enjoy your destiny in the last ten years."

Luo Chuan laughed and stepped into the space channel.

Boom!

As soon as his front foot stepped in, the space channel was blown up under his feet, fragmented and completely disappeared.

Luo Chuan's figure also disappeared, disappeared in the Xingyuan and disappeared in everyone's vision.

"Why did you... Come?"

The Arctic emperor turned around and looked coldly at the Dharma protectors headed by several saints.

"The great emperor's forgiveness is not our neglect, but when we meet Kunpeng and youyou tyrant on the way," said the saint Dharma protector headed by him respectfully.

Seeing this scene, the emperors in the abyss changed color.

They originally thought that the Arctic emperor had taken refuge in the holy court and was controlled by the holy court, but the respectful tone and attitude of the holy Dharma guardians made them have a crazy and bold idea.

"This son... Must die." the Arctic emperor looked at the direction of Luo Chuan's disappearance and said faintly: "from today on, all the friars of the holy court will go out to find Luo Chuan and his subordinates. If you see one kill another, you don't need to stay alive."

"From today on, block the territory of the emperor, and no holy court of any party can seal the emperor again."

"The emperor is going to shut down. Before the emperor becomes holy, don't come to me unless there is news of Luochuan."

When the Arctic emperor walked forward, he suddenly turned around and swept the stunned emperors and sub emperors with cold eyes.

"This battle between the emperor and his kungfu is bound to become a classic battle and spread throughout the ages."

"But since we fight, we will win or lose."

"Who won the war?"

The emperors were silent. They had been injured to varying degrees. Even if they were not injured, they were not the opponent of the Arctic emperor and a large number of holy friars.

Looking at the Arctic emperor, everyone seemed to see a more terrible, terrible and mysterious existence than the Dragon King.

"The great, of course."

"The great emperor is the Lord of destiny and the only overlord of Kungfu. He Luochuan... How is Jiulong king the opponent of the great emperor."

"The emperor's two fists to defeat Jiulong Jun will certainly spread all over the nine days and be respected by thousands of people."

The emperors bowed their heads, and you said to me.

"Ten thousand people admire? That's not enough... If the emperor wants to be holy, he needs ten thousand people anyway."

The Arctic emperor smiled coldly, turned around and floated away.