Luo Chuan''s eyes closed and opened. In the Tianmen Dharma, a battle array of forbidden guards emerged.
And he himself was in the middle of the battle.
In this battle array, there are more than 100 Taoist monks, who take heaven, earth and man as the array, and plunge the Wanjie evil spirit tower and the surrounding area into the array. In the ten mile radius around the Wanjie evil spirit tower, if there is any trouble, it can''t hide from the guard friars.
Therefore, as soon as Luo Chuanfang walked out of the Wanjie evil spirit tower, he attracted the friars of Guangtian Pusheng.
"It''s strange. Did Guangtian Pusheng know I would come out of here... It''s impossible. If Guangtian Pusheng had the ability to predict, how could it cause today''s situation?"
Luo Chuan was thinking that in the Tianmen Dharma, there appeared the punishment hall in front of the Wanjie evil spirit tower.
The so-called punishment hall is the place where the punishment team of Guangtian Pusheng is located. If any disciple violates the Tao laws and regulations of Guangtian Pusheng, he will be judged by the punishment hall first, and then decide whether to be locked into the Wanjie evil spirit tower.
Tianmen fanfa went into the penalty hall, bypassed the empty center of the penalty hall and came to a secret room in the depths of the penalty hall. Luo Chuan saw a tall monk with long hair and shawl sitting in the secret room.
Boundless dark blood, evil Qi and ancient evil spirits poured from both sides and besieged the friar.
The monk has a deep breath and high accomplishments. Even if he is not an emperor, he has been infinitely close. I don''t know how long he supported between the dark blood evil Qi and the ancient evil spirits. He just hung a breath of vitality and was not invaded.
However, the dark blood evil spirit and ancient evil spirit are too strong after all. In the meantime, there is also a trace of destructive Qi, which continues to grow the dark blood evil spirit and ancient evil spirit. Like pouring oil on the fire, it burns more and more vigorously.
The friar tried his best to resist the two threats and dared not move.
"No." Luo Chuan quickly reacted.
That secret room is actually a cell! Trapped the monk in it and couldn''t get out!
The dust outside the crack of the secret room door and the broken cobweb in the corner all suggest that the friar has been trapped in the secret room for a long time, at least in March and may, for more than a year.
"It''s him!"
The next moment, Luo Chuan saw the monk''s face clearly.
Gu Shen''s face, deep eyes, high bridge of nose, and the vicissitudes of life that precipitated sadness, anger and pain... It is the leader of Guangtian Pusheng''s three great Dharma Masters in the past and the leader in charge of the Taoist school, chenyin Taoist master.
When Luo Chuan first entered the Wanjie evil spirit tower, chenyin and Guiye went into the tower to look for Luo Chuan. At that time, Luo Chuan thought that chenyin was the traitor who hid the secret, but he didn''t expect that the real traitor was Guiye... And he was just a part of the leader of the demon sect Gong mo.
"How could he be locked up here? It''s said that he disappeared. It''s also because he disappeared that he was regarded as a traitor and a traitor... He must return to the wild."
Several thoughts flashed through Luo Chuan''s mind. Although he didn''t have much feelings for Guangtian Pusheng, Guangtian Pusheng is, after all, the sworn enemy of the demon cult palace. For Luo Chuan, it is also a powerful force that can be used. At present, the dust hidden in prison is a great opportunity.
Unconsciously, Luo Chuan''s state of mind changed a little compared with the past.
"Little spider, don''t you like to eat evil spirits? Go and help the man. Eat up the old evil spirits that entangle him and try to save him."
Luo Chuan patted his white spider, snuggling lazily in his arms, and said, "there''s little bastard, go find Ziyun. If he''s okay, you''ll bring him back. If anything happens, repay me immediately."
"Luo Chuan! What are you doing?"
On Luo Chuan''s left shoulder, white bat eyes rolled and asked.
"I... I''ll have a good chat with them."
Luo Chuan smiled and the smoke dispersed around him.
At this moment, sixteen friars at the peak of the fourth level of Zhendao appeared in front of Luo Chuan, separated on all sides and surrounded Luo Chuan.
Luo Chuan, who is familiar with their clothes, is the most popular monk of the punishment team in Guangtian Pusheng.
"Who are you!"
The first friar of the penalty team looked up and down at Luo Chuan. He was on alert and asked.
"Don''t you know me anymore? Also..."
Luo Chuan touched his chin and remembered that he was still a teenager of twelve or thirteen when he was in Guangtian Pusheng. Suddenly "old" ten years old, these friars naturally could not recognize him.
"Did you come out of the evil spirit tower?" the friar of the first penalty team looked up and down at Luo Chuan, and his eyes suddenly darkened: "sure enough, it is rumored that virtue is good, the spirit of Guangtian universal saints has been exhausted, and even the evil spirit tower can''t be locked up."
The words fell, and all the 16 monks of the penalty team showed sadness and low momentum. Not only these 16 people, but also more than 100 monks in the Dharma array seem to be infected, and depression, disappointment and panic spread from them.
Looking at the penalty team friar without the style of Guangtian Pusheng friar in the past, Luo Chuan sighed. Guangtian Pusheng failed repeatedly, and the Three Dharma Masters in charge of the court rebelled and died, which hurt their morale. Now, even the penalty team has been discouraged. We can imagine the situation in the Taoist school.
"What are you doing here to set up the Dharma array?" Luo Chuan asked.
"For..."
The first friar suddenly reacted and looked at Luo Chuan, his face full of vigilance, and his eyes suddenly became cold: "what''s your business! As long as Guangtian Pusheng is one day, our punishment team will comply with the laws and regulations of the Taoist school. You can''t fool around! Everybody, start and catch him!"
At the command, the other 15 friars flew out at the same time. Under the leadership of the first friar, they cast their magic doors, release their Taoist power and catch Luo Chuan!
Sixteen penalty team friars at the peak of the fourth level of Zhendao have real combat power, which is not weaker than the sixteen soldiers under ordinary conditions.
In the twinkling of an eye, the sixteen strands of Taoist power have come near Luo Chuan, and they have turned into huge hands, just to capture Luo Chuansheng.
The moon is bright, the stars are sparse, and the clouds are thin.
On one side of the river, the waves rolled and flowed, making a whistling sound.
In front of the Wanjie evil spirit tower, Luo Chuan spits out a mouthful of turbid gas.
He was captured before he left Guangtian Pusheng. Now he returns to Guangtian Pusheng and will face another war.
Seeing that the young friars in front of the tower were motionless, the friars of the penalty team were relieved. They thought that the person who escaped from the evil spirit tower would be a difficult figure. Unexpectedly, they were stunned.
"Guangtian Pusheng... I can''t help you."
Luo Chuan murmured in a low voice.
He finally moved when a dark cloud floated over the crescent moon.
In the face of 16 Taoist palms, Luo Chuan was not in a hurry and did not move. He just waved his arm down, and then his five fingers released Taoist power.
The way of skill and the method of Daoli are once again integrated in Guangtian Pusheng Daoyuan.
The power of life and death poured out.
Boom!
Sixteen Daoli giant palms, which had originally jumped on Luochuan, were driven by a strange force when they were half a step away from Luochuan, rolled up against Luochuan''s forehead and hit heavily in the air.
Sixteen Taoist forces split in the moonlight, and the afterwaves swayed and crushed the void. They were colorful, like fireworks, falling in all directions.
Under the whirlpool of Taoist power, Luo Chuan looked calm and calm, as if he hadn''t done anything.
On the contrary, the 16 penalty team friars who launched the attack, one by one, stumbled back, staggered, and turned blue and red under the impact of the residual force giant wave.
Looking at Luo Chuan, sixteen monks of the penalty team looked grim.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... There. There are 15 new friars. The lowest one is the peak of the fourth level of Zhendao, and the higher one has reached the second level of Taolun.
"Catch him!"
"Why does this man look familiar?"
"Although you don''t look familiar, it''s strange that this man can escape from the evil spirit tower. I''m sure it''s the work of the demon sect palace."
"This man''s fighting skills are strange. You don''t need mercy!"
In the face of 31 Taoist monks, nearly half of them were in the Taoist wheel realm. Luo Chuan suppressed his desire to try, and his body flashed to the sky.
During his visit to Guangtian Pusheng, he wanted to find Ziyun and also wanted to use the power of Guangtian Pusheng, so he was unwilling to make things big.
After breaking through the third level of true Tao, Luo Chuan''s body method speed has also improved greatly. Even the second-level penalty team experts of Tao Lun can''t catch up for a while.
"There! Don''t let him run!"
For the first round, the second-order friar could not catch up with him. He made a quick decision, kneaded the Yin formula in his hand, chanted words in his mouth, and shot two flying swords with his hand! The flying sword turns into a black and a white dragon in the air. It spits ice and fire in its mouth, showing the good grade of this flying sword.
The rest of the penalty team masters learned from each other, pinching up the printing formula, reciting spells and releasing their magic weapons.
Flying boat, gourd, iron ruler, jade lotus, bronze lion... Guangtianpu holy source has a long history and profound accumulation, and the penalty team is the most popular force in guangtianpu holy. Naturally, the magic weapons possessed by the experts of the penalty team will not be too low. They are almost above the fourth grade and below the second grade.
The 31 top three magic weapons are quite impressive everywhere, and the experts of the penalty team release them with their Taoist power and are full of power with the help of the momentum of the battle array.
In an instant, 31 magic weapons flew into the sky, up, down, left and right in all directions, surrounded Luochuan like a seal, completely cutting off his escape route.
Ding!
The crisp golden sound sounded.
A purple copper coin jumped from Luo Chuan''s palm.
Dang! Copper coins fall!
Luo Chuan''s robe sleeves shook, glanced at 31 ferocious magic weapons that sent out killing opportunities, held the seal in his hand, recited words in his mouth, and whispered, "waste!"
In the moonlight, thirty-one magic weapons trembled as if struck by lightning, then staggered and fell.
In the eyes of the penalty team experts, Luo Chuanyang fished his arm and put 31 magic weapons into his sleeve.
In the Dharma array, thirty-one monks had empty hands, all gnashing their teeth and staring at the cloth robed monks in the air, with vigilance and fear in their eyes.
"Who the hell are you?"
The friar who was the second order of the first round looked carefully at Luo Chuan and asked.