Luo Chuan held the first power source in the palm of his hand, and the roar of fighting echoed in his ears, and a strong smell of blood poured into the source cabin.
After several years of ups and downs, Luochuan also killed everywhere. He had no feeling of slaughter and death. But he could clearly feel the approaching demon breath. There was a lot of Taoist flavor in the breath. In the Yulong, Taoist experts were invincible. Only by opening the emergency defense as soon as possible could he hope to pull back the situation!
Twelve crystal clear power source spring boxes must be stable at the same time in order to start emergency defense!
Luo Chuan has completed the integration of the first stock source. The next thing to do is to re integrate the eleventh stock!
The Tianmen Dharma thought works with all its strength, just like precise tentacles, accurately inserted into the origin in all directions, and insight and measure the scattered origin.
The source box is damaged and the source is split. The source is also absorbed by the monks, and the overall number is not as good as before. Luo Chuan must equally divide the 47 sources into twelve parts, so that the twelve sources made by fusion can maintain stability.
WOW!
One by one, the source overturned, like a colorful wave, surging around Luochuan.
Luochuan''s hand shadow flies faster and faster. Gradually, there is more thick in the mysterious technique, just like a giant beating the tide in the turbulent waves.
Luo Chuan is a friar of Tianmen. He has unparalleled talent for flashback, repetition and memory of Tianmen Dharma. In addition, he has trained three elements of speed, strength and accuracy. In addition, his physical body is strong, can resist the impact of the original force again and again, and has an excellent talent for turning spirits and immortals.
The only thing he lacks. It''s just a trick.
Everything traces its origin and is primitive.
Although Luo Chuan hasn''t practiced and learned any soul melting methods, he can face heavy pressure and crisis. In the process of integrating the twelve sources of refining, he subconsciously looked for a fast and stable soul melting technique.
Compared with many high-quality spiritual methods, Luo Chuan''s technique is very simple and vulgar, so it can only be called technique. However, for Luo Chuan, it is the most practical and simple way to get rid of all the cumbersome.
Watching the birth of a power source in Luochuan''s hands. The monks breathed still. Inside and outside the power source spring cabin, there were almost no other sounds except the impact of the source.
"Isn''t he a priest immortal? How can he become a spirit hunting immortal again." Cheng Xiaobing stared at Luo Chuan strangely. murmur to oneself.
Also incredibly, there is Huang Yuxin. Every row is like a mountain. Only as a famous master of spirit transformation can he clearly understand what kind of talent the young man in front of him has in the post of spirit transformation immortal.
Such a gifted spiritual friar must not be buried! With his talent. In the future, he will become at least the top 50 or even the top 20 figures in the current Lingxian post.
Huang Yuxin thought secretly.
"Yes, yes!"
Cheers rang out in front of the source cabin. More than 20 monks looked excitedly at the ten pillar power source suspended in Luochuan''s palm, as if they saw the hope of life.
However, just then, another more violent sound came.
That''s an overwhelming cry of killing!
The monks turned their heads and turned white, but the demon friars had been forced to kill within a thousand steps of the power source spring cabin. Behind them were mountains of bones and rivers of blood.
Just opposite the demon friar, there is the Royal Dragon friar who is defeated by Qi Xinyue. Although Qi Xinyue and other descendants of emperors have high-grade Taoist robes, magic weapons and demonic monsters, the first demonic friars have the cultivation of the true Taoist realm. Although there are no more than ten people, they can be placed in the Yulong, but they are invincible.
In the twinkling of an eye, dozens of Guixu friars were broken into the Dharma array and killed on the spot. Most of them were escorting friars of the descendants of the emperor. Before they died, they were still chanting the proverbs of their respective imperial families, and their tragic breath came down the bloody rain.
"They''re coming!" Cheng XiaoC shouted, staring at the demon friar who had been less than 500 steps in the twinkling of an eye. His eyes were red and his chubby face was full of tension.
Luo Chuan didn''t know when he had arrived at the first source box. However, the source box was damaged and difficult to repair in a short time. Even if the power source was stored back, it would continue to disperse.
"Fat meat! Do me a favor." Luochuan Tianmen Dharma read into the storage ring and swept the creeping snow-white rotten meat: "divide it into twelve pieces and help me block those holes!"
Taisui trembled and uttered a grunt that only Luo Chuan could hear: "block the hole? It hurts! It hurts! Do you, are you wild meat fat? You always don''t admit... Why do you want to help you!"
Luo Chuan''s face froze.
Yu Guangzhong, six demon friars headed by Taoist territory, surged from all directions and entered the 200 step category of the power source spring cabin.
There were few monks left in the Guixu realm of the descendants of the emperor, and the remaining dozen Guixu descendants and accompanying monks were exhausted and seriously injured.
Bang!
A graceful figure flew to the power source spring cabin.
The last body protection magic weapon of Qixin moon was broken, and a mouthful of blood was spewed out in the air. It was like a falling kite flying upside down into the power source spring cabin and falling at the foot of Luochuan.
Looking up, Qi Xinyue saw Luo Chuan holding the power source of the twelve pillars. A fleeting surprise appeared on her beautiful face.
"Hurry up, it''s too late!" Qi Xinyue shouted.
Luo Chuan sighed. For a moment and a half, he couldn''t think of any other way.
"Well, meat fat... I''m wild meat fat. Can I do it now?" Luo Chuan''s Tianmen Dharma Nian swept Tai Sui hard.
"Hahaha! You, you are a wild meat fat! I guessed right! I, I..."
Before Taisui finished, Luo Chuan roughly pulled it out and tore it into twelve pieces like lightning.
Qi Xinyue stood up unsteadily and just saw Taisui, who was broken into twelve equal parts in Luo Chuan''s hands, and his face was stunned. Blocked by Qi Xinyue and Ziyun, Luo Chuan''s hand was not seen by the others.
Click!
More than twenty Guixu friars were beheaded by demon friars and flew high!
The demon friar is less than a hundred steps away from the power source spring cabin. A demon friar saw Luo Chuan, who was storing the power source, and his face changed slightly: "what is he doing... Stop him!"
Six demon friars in the real world also saw Luo Chuan, and their faces changed greatly at the same time. They shot quickly.
"Xiao Yun, press the Dragon Seal!"
Luo Chuan roared as he quickly stored the source back in the box.
One tenth of an instant later, Luo Chuan had put the last power source into the source box, and then suddenly took a picture of Tai Sui!
"Pain, pain... Ah, ah... Don''t, don''t... Fight, fight..." Tai Sui uttered a burst of wailing.
The nearest Taoist attack is only five steps away from the source power module!
Everyone''s heart was in their throat.
The white haired boy appeared in front of the bloody faucet and pressed it heavily.
As the power source recovers and runs again, the emergency defense opens. A dragon''s voice echoed in the cabin.
Strips of blood dragon patterns are drilled out of the blood faucet seal. Flying in the air, it gathered into a blood dragon ocean, gushed out of the power source spring cabin and spread to the Yulong in all directions.
Hoo... The six forces attack was submerged and dissolved by the blood dragon ocean. Then the six evil friars in the Taoist realm melted into a pool of blood residue and meat mud in the sea of blood dragons.
Where the blood dragon ocean goes. The broken inner cabin of Yulong was repaired layer by layer. Even the large hole punctured on the top of the cabin began to be repaired and closed. The blood dragon spilled blood light from the sea and rose into the sky, depositing a thick layer of defense armor on the inner and outer walls of the Yulong. The treasure armor is engraved with ferocious flying dragon blood amulets. It is full of brilliance and amazing defense power.
Yulong trembled slightly and obviously started emergency defense. After the repair in the cabin, the outside of the boat also changed.
However, no one cast the spell to observe the changes outside Yulong, including Luochuan.
The emergency defense prohibition only launched an attack on the Taoist monks in the boat cabin. Hundreds of demon monks under the Taoist realm stood stunned for a long time, then touched their intact flesh, and gradually showed a ferocious look on their faces.
"Ha ha ha, a false alarm!"
"Kill them! Kill them all! Grab the Yulong!"
"Kill the two boys in the source cabin! Avenge the adults!"
"Oh, there''s a great beauty there! Tut Tut, there''s never been such a beauty in Outland!"
The demonic friars wear dark long Taoist robes and are shrouded in dark blood and evil Qi. Their breath ranges from Huaying realm to Guixu realm. Although all the Taoist realm have been killed, and there are less than ten people in Guixu level 4, they have a steady advantage in both number and strength compared with the remaining inner friars of Yulong.
Rong Xiaojia, Yan Xiaoyi, Cheng Xiaobing and other descendants of the emperor clenched their teeth and stared at the demonic friars who came up to kill, operating their own magic power.
Their accompanying friars were almost wiped out. Although the current situation is much better than before, they still can''t get back.
But they all had the blood of the imperial family, and the proverbs of their ancestors clearly echoed in their ears at this moment.
"Purple Dragon Emperor''s house. All the people in the world are good enough!" Rong Xiaojia whispered the emperor''s proverb. There was a natural morality in his voice, as if infinite power had been added to him. Then he flashed and killed him!
"Dongyuan emperor''s house. Revenge and debt must be repaid!" Cheng Xiaobing roared and flew out.
"Huaguang emperor''s house. The world''s Great Duke, all fires shine!" a bloodied descendant of the emperor was infected, shouted proverbs and laughed to kill back.
"Sure enough, there are many imperial families. Hahaha, it''s another great achievement! Catch them! You guys, take the source cabin with your own way!" the first Guixu fourth level demon friar showed disdain in his green eyes and flew to the power source spring cabin.
In a moment, the five demon friars who returned to the fourth level of emptiness were like black smoke and light like the empty wind. They crossed the crowd and flew into the power source spring cabin in the twinkling of an eye.
Qi Xinyue took a deep breath and showed a decisive color in her bright eyes. Although her cultivation is not as good as the other party, she has no other way but to fight. She was about to make a move, when a low roar suddenly sounded in her ear, and a tall shadow rose from behind and drowned her.
The roar was deep and thick, as if shuttling through ancient and modern rivers, coming from the distant and boundless ancient times.
Qi Xinyue turned his face, and Yu Guang aimed at Luo Chuan''s back. His body trembled: "this is... Kirin!"