The baby king failed to prevent Luochuan.
Thinking of the terrible of the Tianmen Friar and those defenseless means, the baby King''s face was slightly ugly. He held a seal in his hand and recited words in his mouth. A glittering white light overflowed from his head and turned into a circle of brilliance, walking from upstream to downstream.
"I can''t get rid of it. The time seal of this road has been planted."
Luo Chuan looked at the baby king and said with a smile.
The baby king looked calm and looked at Luo Chuan with disdain and contempt on his face: "time seal? It''s up to you? Your cultivation is too weak. What if you plant it a hundred times."
When the voice fell, the other six light balls transformed by the power of the holy way were very close to their respective attack targets and were about to roll over! The White Dragon Emperor, Xi Tian Bo Hou and Luo seventeen looked a little calm. They kept pinching and pinching the printing method in their hands, and were ready to work hard. The floating emperor was seriously injured. He was far away from Heyu travel in the South and practice Taoism in the West. In the face of the power of the holy Tao close at hand, the three faces showed a sense of uniqueness. In their state of mind, they had made the worst plan.
Dang!
Just then, a clear alarm sounded from Hongmeng''s huge wood.
The alarm did not come from the emperor''s heart lake, nor from Nanli and Yuyou West heart lake, nor from Luochuan.
Everyone heard that the place where the alarm came from was the baby king.
Dang Dang... The rapid and violent alarm bell sounded from the heart lake of the baby king, spread far away and echoed in everyone''s ears.
The power of the holy way is particularly powerful. Although the floating emperor, Nanli and yuyouxi are surprised, they can''t know what happened.
However, the four wandering messengers, including the brothers of the cannon fodder camp outside Hongmeng giant wood and the elders of the demon sect palace, saw the incredible scene clearly.
In mid air, Luo Chuan''s hand was like a stroke. The Dragon walked and the snake swam. A series of congenital dark patterns were born from his hands and hit the opposite Baby King.
The king of the holy baby was stiff and stood in the air. He seemed to be sealed from inside to outside by a strange force. He could only let Luo Chuan depict congenital black lines and break them into his body.
The cry of surprise sounded from under the huge tree of Hongmeng. The elders of the demon sect palace looked at Luo Chuan in shock, that is, the Tianluo demon king in their mouth.
It was thought that the greatest support of Tianluo demon king was tianshe Zhenjun. Now we know that in addition to the Dharma body of tianshe Zhenjun, Tianluo demon king is also a friar of Tianmen!
Tianmen friar who strengthens the body and can cultivate Taoist power! How can the world exist like this!
The elders of the demon sect palace looked at each other and could see a trace of confusion and hesitation in each other''s eyes.
For the White Dragon Emperor and the West heavenly Bodhisattva, what attracts them most is not the identity of Luochuan Tianmen friar, nor the unimaginable practice of Luochuan, but his judgment and grasp of the weakness of the holy Baby King!
Even if Luo Chuan is a Tianmen Friar and can have the power of Tianmen beyond the realm level, the cultivation and Taoism of the baby king is not weaker than them. It is reasonable that Luo Chuan can''t help the baby King no matter what means he uses.
The current situation can only illustrate that Luo Chuan found the flaw of the baby king, or he knew it.
West Tian Bohou''s eyes lit up. His eyes swept over Luo Chuan again and again. The more he looked, the more satisfied he felt. At this moment, the sword eyebrows that had been silent for many years finally publicized and pulled up to both sides, revealing a touch of rare heroic hair.
On the other hand, the White Dragon Emperor was secretly observing the expression changes of Bo Hou in the West sky.
When he saw the elation on the face of Bo Hou in the West sky, the White Dragon Emperor''s face also showed a clear touch and smiled.
"You, you, you... What have you done to me... Who are you?"
The baby king can''t move, the Taoist power can''t work, and the only thing that can move is his eyes and mouth.
Staring at Luo Chuan, the baby king felt more and more like an inexplicable deja vu gushing from the bottom of his heart, crazily sweeping through his state of mind and filling his whole mind.
"Who do you think I am?"
Luo Chuan looked at the baby king, his mouth slightly raised, but his voice was very cold.
A trace of evil spirit that has been precipitated for more than ten years flows out of Luo Chuan''s eyes. Although it is extremely subtle, it can be accurately captured by the baby king.
The holy Baby King had a ghost in his heart. At this time, he was hit by Luo Chuan. Seeing Luo Chuan''s hidden evil spirit temperament, he was scared to death. His face turned white, his lips were blue, and his body trembled violently.
At this time, in the eyes of the baby king, the figure and appearance of the young friar opposite him overlapped with the figure and appearance of the man he loved and hated in the past, and became the same person.
"You, you, you... You are..." the baby King shivered, his face was blue and purple, as if he had been strangled by someone, and he felt out of breath, and his eyes looking at Luo Chuan were also full of fear.
"Spare your life! Master, spare your life! I didn''t mean to do that..."
"Master, there are a lot of! Just spare me this time! I don''t dare any more..."
"If the master wants to go out of the mountain and fight the sages again, the disciple will follow Ranran to death and serve the master..."
"Master, spare your life! Don''t kill disciples!"
First, under the absolute advantage, someone caught the flaw in the skill, and then aroused the deepest fear in his heart. The baby king was unscrupulous, crying and begging, just like losing his state of mind and falling into collapse.
Seeing this, Luo Chuan flashed a fine light at the bottom of his eyes and knew that the time had come.
At the beginning, Jiulong Jun gave up the practice system of the baby King precisely because he found that the baby King''s practice method was fast, but there was a very unstable factor - time.
The growth of the baby king against the law of time and age gives him the talent potential at the monster level, but he has hidden dangers. With the passage of time and the increase of age, these hidden dangers will gradually surface.
A normal friar, who will be like a day for thousands of years, always maintains the appearance and shape of a child. The reason why the holy Baby King keeps his child''s appearance and shape and can never grow up is not his special talent. On the contrary, it is caused by the loopholes and hidden dangers of his kung fu skills.
Therefore, time and age are his biggest crisis loopholes.
This crisis loophole was originally only known to Jiulong Jun, but after getting drunk and angry, he was inadvertently heard by the baby king. Jiulong Jun himself didn''t think there was anything, but unexpectedly, after knowing the truth, the baby King harbored hatred in his heart.
"Hoo..."
Luo Chuan took a deep breath and accelerated the hand bottom printing method to depict the last congenital black pattern.
Although the previous congenital dark patterns are also time dark patterns, the power of Tianmen contained in them is far inferior to this congenital dark pattern.
In the face of the infant king who is close at hand and falls into madness, Luo Chuan''s eyes flash and insert the last congenital dark pattern into the infant King''s eyebrows!
With this congenital black pattern, Luo Chuan only felt his head empty, and the water of the sea was silent again, and the little Saint disappeared.
Take a deep breath, Luo Chuan gets rid of this feeling of loss of strength, raises his eyes and raises the corners of his mouth.
Only after the young man before the meeting was broken into the mysterious pattern of time, circles of concussive water patterns appeared all over his body.
The water lines are undulating and uneventful, but the vanishing breath is constantly coming out.
The familiar situation appeared in front of Luochuan. What had happened to Luochuan happened again, but it appeared in the baby king.
In the water lines, the baby King''s body began to get smaller and his face became "young".
In the twinkling of an eye, the baby king has become ten years old.
In another moment, the baby King fell under the age of ten.
As time goes by, the baby king is also getting smaller quickly. Soon he has become six or seven years old and is still getting smaller.
"No!"
A young scream shattered the sky and echoed in everyone''s ears.
In front of Luo Chuan was a three-year-old child holding a Taoist robe that was not commensurate with his body shape. He was shaky and looked desperate and crazy.
"What did you do! This is not me! This is not me!"
"Change me back! Change me back!"
In the past, the king of the holy baby finally sold out the Kowloon fairy court for consideration. Only then did he get the reward of increasing the age of the saints by five years and become a teenager.
Now, instead of being beaten back to its original form, it has become smaller than before. It is conceivable that the fear and despair in the heart of the baby king.
In the middle of the sky, the white ball condensed by the power of the eight holy ways gradually darkened and dissipated in the air. The power of the holy way annihilated, and the glory of the holy way weakened until it was completely clean.
Floating emperor, Nanli and yuyouxi also saw the crazy crying three-year-old child in mid air.
"This... Is he the baby king before?" Nan Li was stunned, but his eyes fell to Luo Chuan and his face was thoughtful.
Yu Youxi didn''t speak. He looked at Luo Chuan in front of the baby king. He put everyone''s reaction into his eyes and understood what had happened.
In the cave of the mountain wall on the other side, the floating emperor struggled to climb out and looked at Luochuan with a slightly complicated look.
In the presence, only the three of them didn''t see what had happened, but only looking at the reaction of the elders of the demon sect palace, they could already know that Luo Chuan must have done all this.
The floating emperor, Nanli and yuyouxi were shocked and curious. They thought and searched, but they couldn''t understand. They couldn''t imagine what Luochuan did. Just now the town suppressed the baby king and changed him back to three years old.
Ding Ding... Just then, the sound of four copper coins striking sounded, crisp and pleasant.
With the sound of copper coins, four heads with stagnant expressions flew out.
Before the four wandering messengers reacted, they were killed by Luo seventeen with their heads cut off and sentenced to take their lives!
Dang!
The deadly copper coin fell and suspended above Luo 17''s palm. Luo 17 looked down at the seriously injured commander bochi and said nothing.
A strange smile appeared on the old face of commander bochi, like appreciation or ridicule.
"Teacher," said Luo seventeen.
"Do it. If you don''t kill us and spread it to the six people, your father and son will not live tonight." commander bochi said faintly.
Luo Shiqi nodded and sighed with relief: "it''s good for the teacher to understand."
Ding!
When the copper coins sounded, the head of commander bochi was thrown high, and the self mockery was still hanging at the corners of his mouth.