The cliff square suddenly quieted down.
The divine soldiers in the midst of fierce fighting over the abyss of the Tao palace stopped fighting and hovered in the air. Zhou buchen, Su Yuchen, Ning Tianxing, the two saints and the four young princes... Including the elders and ancestors of the four overseas islands, held their breath and looked at the God Emperor of the cave.
Thousands of monks were silent.
As for the friars of Tianhua palace, the remaining elders and ancestors drank angrily after a short shock.
"Luo Chuan! Let go of Lao Zu!"
"Don''t let Lao Zu go quickly! Have you thought about the consequences of doing so!"
"Luo Chuan, do you know what you''re doing! How dare you be rude to friar Tianmen! You..."
Looking at the white cloth Taoist robe in the Shenbing Dao palace, the friars in Tianhua palace gradually reacted. The man opposite was also a friar of Tianmen, and he was also a friar of Tianmen who violated the normal law. He could not see the frailty that the friar of Tianmen should have.
"Let go of the Dragon ancestor. If you can let go, today''s event will never happen, and Tianhua palace will not chase you... I, lie Qingyun, will guarantee it." the voice of the young leader of Lie''s family sounded in the holy army palace of Taoist Qinglong.
"If you dare to act rashly, I, the gale family, will never let you go!" the angry rebuke of the young master of the wind family came from another divine soldier road palace.
"Strong family, wind family... Two holy families?"
Luo Chuan murmured, and a dim light flashed in his eyes, as if he had suddenly uncovered an ancient memory.
As soon as his eyes closed and opened, Luo Chuan released the Tianmen Dharma, which flowed out like water, drilled into the bodies of the two young masters of the gale and observed them carefully.
"What a rich six-star origin, the strong family, the wind family and the two saints..." Luo Chuan suddenly raised his head: "did your ancestors call strong Qi and Feng Yuan?"
The little masters of the gale two families were stunned at the same time.
"How do you know the name of my ancestors?"
"Bold, you called the taboo of our ancestors!"
It''s really... Fengyuan and Lieqi, both of them, escaped the disaster of the world with the stars disappearing and passed on the blood of future generations. Although they are very thin, they still retain a trace of the blood of ancient people in Tiannan.
Luo Chuan''s eyes showed a trace of nostalgia, but he remembered the years when he crossed back to the ancient Tiannan region and practiced on the Tiandao peak.
On the Tiandao peak, there are four people who know him best: the old man without Tao, Fengyuan, Lieqi, and... Ziyun.
Fengyuan, Lieqi and Luochuan are strangers. Even if they were in the ancient Tiannan region, they are the top families. When Fengyuan and Lieqi said goodbye to Luo Chuan, they left two keepsakes. They said that they could enter the two saints'' home with two keepsakes. I don''t know whether they are still effective now.
Fengyuan and Lieqi kept their respective blood lines, and I don''t know what happened to Ziyun
Thinking of the boy who crossed the sea with himself and had no chance, Luo Chuan''s eyes showed warmth and then darkened.
Hundreds of thousands of years later, even if Ziyun, like Fengyuan and Lieqi, left his descendant blood, what''s the significance of not seeing him?
"Have you figured it out? Put down the Dragon ancestor and we''ll open up."
The voice of the female young master of the wind family came.
She saw that Luo Chuan was silent and had no next action. Only when Luo Chuan was considering the interests, there was a trace of pride in her tone.
"Open up?"
Luo Chuan''s eyes fell through the light curtain to the Dragon ancestor in the palm of the God Emperor of Dongtian, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "little bastard, do you want me to open up?"
A thing flew from Luochuan''s shoulder and circled around Luochuan''s head. Then it landed on Luochuan''s head with one foot independently.
"Luo Chuan, what''s the matter? I seem to have slept for more than 100 years!" Little Wang Ba yawned, stretched out his wings, rubbed his eyes and said lazily.
"Because you and I have been together for a long time. Not only you, stone and spider, but also they have fallen into a hundred years of deep sleep. You are the first to wake up." Luo Chuan grabbed the white bat, took his wings upside down, put them in his arms and gently stroked: "Little bastard, do you see that man? He is the backbone of Tianhua palace and the symbol of Tianhua palace. Without him, Tianhua palace will sink and soon become an ordinary sect..."
Before Luo Chuan finished, he was interrupted angrily by white bat: "from Tianhua palace? Then Luo Chuan, you must eat him for me! You must eat him!"
"Eat?" Luo Chuan was stunned, then smiled: "then crush it."
When the voice fell, Luo Chuan pressed the "rolling wheel" with one hand, tried his best and suddenly turned, pinching and printing with his left hand.
Under the gaze of the white bat, the eyes of the God Emperor of Dongtian flashed, and his palms closed with all their strength!
Boom!
The sound of mountains and rivers collapsing came from the closed palm of the God Emperor of Dongtian!
Up and down the cliff square, everyone''s heart beat violently.
The God Emperor of Dongtian slowly opened his huge palms.
Ten thousand feet apart, ordinary friars can only see that in the center of its palm, there is a bloody spot engraved, and the wreckage is faintly visible, just like a dead mosquito.
The moon is like water, desolate and cold, and the cliff square is silent.
When the cold wind blows, almost everyone only feels cold on their back.
One of the two Tianmen friars in Tiannan, the 700 year old ancestor of Tianhua palace dragon, died like a mosquito!
This is the world''s invincible Tianmen friar. It''s ridiculous to die like this.
In the Taoist palace, the white bat looked angrily at the palm of the God Emperor of Dongtian. Gradually, its look relaxed, and a trace of irritability and impatience appeared on his face: "Luo Chuan, I suddenly feel so boring..."
"I think so, too. I''ve done almost everything in the Huagong palace from top to bottom that day. Your revenge six years ago was reluctantly rewarded." Luo Chuan said.
"But! That man really hurt me! It hurt!" the white bat showed pain in his eyes, shrunk his head and rubbed it in Luo Chuan''s arms.
"It''s better." Luo Chuan''s eyes flashed a cold light and a gloomy smile: "the greatest revenge in the world is not to destroy other people''s beloved things, but to take other people''s beloved things for ourselves. Little Wang Ba, why don''t we take away Tianhua palace! No matter how powerful the Youdao court is, it can''t whip him. When he returns to his senses, the first large gate in the southern region of the world is no longer his."
The white bat''s body trembled. His small and focused squinting eyes released an excited look. He jumped up, grabbed Luo Chuan''s neck and clapped his hands again and again: "OK! OK! Luo Chuan! We''ll rob Tianhua palace! Even if the bad man knew, he had no choice but to shout angrily."
Luo Chuan smiled, turned around and patted his palm: "did you hear what Uncle Wang Ba said?"
After a temple pillar of the God Emperor of the cave, a fat figure turned out. It was chiliuer. Chiliuer didn''t come empty handed, but his hand was trembling and looked desperate.
"See the Lord, see the eighth uncle."
Chiliu''er left Gao alone, knelt on his knees and said respectfully, "don''t worry, Taoist Lord. My subordinates will do their best to occupy Tianhua palace for themselves."
"The leader of Tianhua palace is far stronger than you in terms of power and strength. Just like this, you don''t know how long it will take to occupy Tianhua palace." Luo Chuan looked at Chi liuer and nodded slowly: "I''ve lived and died all these years, but you''ve always been loyal to me and never betrayed me. It''s very rare with your temperament. Take this first... If you have a chance, I''ll improve your talent potential and help you understand it."
While talking, Luo Chuan waved his hand, and a mass of brilliance flew out of the storage ring and fell to Chi liuer''s storage ring.
Gao Dufu raised his head, stared at the group of brilliance, and his arms trembled.
That regiment of Guanghua is nothing else. It is a congenital magic army palace!
In a twinkling of an eye, Guanghua flew into chiliuer''s storage ring.
Chi liuer''s Qi machine poked into the storage ring, and a thick strangeness floated on his face. Then he endured his excitement and looked at Luo Chuan in a daze: "Taoist Lord... This is..."
"This is the congenital magic weapon Taoist palace. One of the 19 magic weapon Taoist palaces in the middle of the Taoist palace abyss is called CHIZONG old devil, which is suitable for you. Chiliu son, the Taoist master is not a stingy person. You have done well these years. This CHIZONG old devil is also a reward for you." Luo Chuan said.
Chiliuer was excited.
With this red sect old devil, his strength has soared ten times and ten times. As long as you understand and take it, at least no one in Tianhua palace can threaten him... Even the leader of Tianhua palace.
"The Taoist Lord is generous! Chiliuer will do his best to repay the Taoist Lord!"
Chiliuer couldn''t help saying.
The white bat stretched out his small head from behind Luochuan''s neck and narrowed his eyes at chiliu''er.
Chiliu''er was more excited and bowed again: "and Uncle Wang! Chiliu''er will repay Uncle Wang."
Luo Chuan nodded secretly.
Among the 18 soldiers under his command, Chi liuer ranks in the forefront in terms of strength, means and scheming. He is the best of the 18 old demons. Now, his loyalty has reached an unprecedented level. He is given a magic army palace, and he must not mess around.
Luo Chuan has harvested two first-class Shenbing Taoist palaces and 19 second-class Shenbing Taoist palaces. These Shenbing Taoist palaces were originally used. There are 19 second-class Shenbing Taoist palaces. Luo Chuan plans to gradually distribute them to 18 soldiers in the future to improve their strength.
After pacifying chiliu''er, Luo Chuan turned to Gaodu disaster and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Gao Duhuo is immersed in the magic weapon palace given by Luochuan to chiliuer, and has not yet recovered.
Long Laozu had promised that he would build a magic army palace, which was also a middle class magic army palace.
But after all, he didn''t get the magic weapon palace. Instead, he was chiliuer, the "master" he had always despised. Because he insisted on standing on the side of Luochuan, he finally got an unimaginable return - a middle-class congenital magic weapon palace.
The magic weapon Dao Palace should have been mine! If I could stand on the side of Luochuan... For a time, Gao Dufu''s heart was full of deep chagrin and regret.
He subconsciously raised his head, but just met Luo Chuan''s pondering eyes, and his heart beat wildly!
Before he could think of an excuse, Luo Chuan smiled and said.
"Gao Dufu, long time no see. You said before, even if I came, you would dare to point at my nose and call me a silly fork?"
"Now I''m here."
"Why don''t you shout?"