Boom!
There was another loud noise, and the tall and majestic monks flew out like a hill.
This is the 46th time in three days that immortal PI has been knocked down, vomited blood and injured. Fortunately, the man opposite him was not much better. The cultivation of the three levels of the heavens was one level higher than him, but he was still shocked by immortal Pi''s claw, scattered his spleen, lay down on the ground and couldn''t get up for a long time.
"Won again..."
"Ah, another disastrous victory. It''s a miracle that he can hold on until now."
"On that day, he was the first to take refuge in Luochuan and became the leader of the wave breaking camp. When the number of friars in his hands was up to nearly 5000, it was really powerful. But at that time, there were not many who really convinced him. Everyone said that he could become the leader of the wave breaking camp, but because he was the first to show his loyalty to Luochuan."
"Now, I''m afraid no one dares to disobey him. Unfortunately, there are less than one out of ten and less than 700 out of ten."
"Hehe, it''s incredible to have more than 600 people, which shows the weight of Luochuan''s remaining power... A dead man can still frighten all forces in the North Sea, just Luochuan."
In front of the volcanic beach, monks gathered from all directions of the North sea looked at the "Roche camp" not far away and sighed.
In the "Roche camp", there are more than 600 monks in the cannon fodder camp, the Grand Master of Dandao, the master and apprentice of Kongkong Taoist, the second emperor Qiu Feng, and the remaining 600 people in the breaking wave camp led by immortal PI.
This is also a great formation, but it is nothing for today''s wave breaking city.
After the news that Luochuan was killed by the Arctic emperor spread, more and more powerful forces gathered to break the wave city, and the three schools in the North Sea were ready to move. As for the purpose, it was obvious that they all wanted to take a share after Luochuan died. With Luo Chuan''s death, there was a rumor that Luo Chuan''s spiritual resources - can become a monster that can compete with the emperor in such a short time, ranking 71st on the list of nine day giants. Naturally, Luo Chuan''s resource treasures have reached an alarming number.
The most reliable place to bury the "Luochuan treasure" is the volcanic beach outside the city of banglang - since Luochuan left, the cannon fodder camp has always been there. Compared with the young friars in the test palace above the cannon fodder camp, people are more willing to believe that the brothers of the cannon fodder camp are silently guarding the resource treasures left by Luo Chuan and the last hope about Luo Chuan.
In the wave breaking City, boshiba fought against the emperors and powerful sent by various forces on his own.
Outside the wave breaking City, the cannon fodder camp and wave breaking camp have become the target of public criticism.
In this moment, immortal PI got up awkwardly, with a black nose and a swollen face. He waved his arms and shouted to the hostile friars not far away: "come on! Keep going! Don''t you say you want to gamble! Who''s next? Pi is waiting here!"
Behind him, the remaining friars of the wave breaking camp had complex eyes and were silent. Someone sighed from time to time. Finally, they couldn''t hold on. They came out more and more, hugged and arched at immortal PI and left the camp.
There are only 600 people left in the wave breaking camp, and the number of people is still decreasing. Even though immortal PI fought against visitors from all directions with his own strength and blood, it is still difficult to change the fact that Luo Chuan is dead.
"Another one? OK, OK, OK! When you joined the wave breaking camp one by one, you all took an oath on your chest, but now you all want to be this treacherous villain! Do you really think that the first Luo died as rumored? Hahaha, it''s the funniest joke PI has ever heard!" immortal PI spit on the monk who left with disdain on his face.
The friars of the wave breaking camp who were going to leave were stopped by the red eyed PI Zhenren, and they didn''t take steps for a while. The friars who had surrounded the volcanic beach nearby were all full of ridicule and ridicule. Looking at PI Zhenren was like looking at a fool.
Immortal PI seemed to be really possessed. He danced, red eyes and roared hysterically.
Just then, a figure passed in his afterglow.
"Another one! Do you want to go too!" immortal PI scolded before he could see it clearly.
"Lao pi... It''s me."
"Er, old sheep, it''s you." immortal PI could see clearly that the comer was his partner old sheep in the past month. His face turned red, a touch of bitterness flashed at the bottom of his eyes, and some falsely whispered into the secret: "old sheep, what do you think of my performance?"
"Good. The camp leader is thick and thin, hard and soft. Now everyone thinks that the camp leader is a person who knows kindness and rewards kindness, and is above justice!" old man Yang thumbed up in his sleeve and exclaimed.
"What do you mean to think that this seat is!" Pi Zhenren said solemnly. Yu Guang glanced at the cannon fodder camp not far behind him and said falsely: "However, why are those men still cold and cold? I haven''t seen them say hello for three days, let alone reveal the slightest... Is our guess wrong? Isn''t the cannon fodder camp waiting to carve up Luochuan''s treasure? They are really just a group of stupid dead men?"
"Well... It''s reasonable to say that the camp leader is so loyal that the cannon fodder camp should have something to say. Although Luo Chuan is dead, the cannon fodder camp and Luo Chuan are friends of life and death. At this time, you should be moved to see the camp leader like this. The camp leader will hold on for a while." old man Yang also looks strange.
"I can''t stand it. I''ve been beaten for three days... Old sheep, if the cannon fodder camp doesn''t say anything again, I''ll go! What nonsense, the leader of the wave breaking camp, without Luochuan, I''m not even as good as a bird''s egg! I stay here to act and be regarded as a fool just to share some treasure. Do you think it''s easy for me?" immortal PI said in secret and scolded.
"Hold on for a while. The people in the cannon fodder camp are hard hearted, but they will be moved by brother PI sooner or later. As long as they can be regarded as their own people, brother Pi is indispensable for the treasure." old man Yang sighed.
The camp leader and his scoundrel didn''t speak any more. They held their heads high and blocked the remaining monks of the cannon fodder camp and the camp behind them. They looked awe inspiring. They didn''t notice that Li Xiaochen, one of the three camp leaders of the cannon fodder camp, raised his head and glanced at them, with a narrow sneer on his face.
At this time, Li Xiaochen''s eyelids jumped, but a familiar breath came from a distance. If heaven and earth were empty, the breath came from the empty. The way of deriving evil Luo impacted his blood and viscera!
Li Xiaochen''s heart swung and his body trembled. He looked up at the little virtual light in the gray sky. His face showed ecstasy and soon converged.
Not only Li Xiaochen, but also the other brothers in the cannon fodder camp reacted almost the same.
That''s magic smoke!
Only the cannon fodder camp brothers can sense the magic smoke!
At the moment of the emergence of magic Luo Xianyan, the blood of 216 strong physical friars of the first rank in the heavens began to soar, the Taoist power of Lingtai worked wildly, and the vitality of life was also rapidly improved under the urging of blood! Only one person can bring this feeling... In the rumor, the dead cannon fodder camp leader, Luochuan!
"So strong... How can the boss''s magic Luo Xianyan strengthen so much!" red beard opened his eyes and looked surprised.
"It''s a hundred times... Hundreds of times... No, thousands of times! Boss, he... He must have another adventure! But what kind of adventure is it..." Li Xiaochen opened his mouth slightly.
Wang Hu opened his eyes the third time. There was surprise in his eyes, but it was far less surprised than Li Xiaochen''s red beard.
"The thousand times gap is not what one level and two levels can have... Let''s guess what the boss is now? When he left, he was only one level in the heavens." a rare smile appeared on Wang Hu''s face.
As soon as his voice fell, a figure appeared in the cannon fodder camp.
This shadow is very faint, just like a dark light. Even the emperor can''t see it from a distance, but the brothers of the cannon fodder camp can see it.
Looking at the white robed friars who came out of the dark light and gradually became clear, the brothers of the cannon fodder camp were not shocked, excited, or cheering loudly. They quietly looked at the young man who came to the center with a salty smile on his face.
After losing contact with the boss for more than a month, listening to rumors day and night, breaking waves camp, Qiu Feng, including Kong Kong Taoist teachers and disciples gradually became suspicious. No one in the 216 men in the cannon fodder camp ever suspected. For Luo Chuan, they have a calm and almost crazy paranoid belief. As early as the day after they left the great sorrow and cold that year, they always firmly believe that nothing in the world can hinder their boss, let alone hurt Luo Chuan.
"Congratulations, boss." Wang Hu took the lead and bowed to Luo Chuan.
The brothers of the cannon fodder camp congratulated one after another.
Luo Chuan kept his breath among them, and a circle of chaotic fog floated around him. With their eyes, they couldn''t see what kind of state the boss had reached, but with the fleeting magic smoke, the boss''s harvest this time would not be small.
"Hum, it''s just a second emperor."
A strange voice came from one side.
Wang Jue bowed respectfully to Luo Chuan, while his current teacher, Taoist Kong Kong, turned his head in disdain with arms in his arms and sneered.
In his eyes pretending to disdain, he was full of envy and a touch of bitterness.
From the first time in the flying boat of the demon cult palace in the past to Luochuan who fled in distress, to now, Luochuan has grown into a giant, monster genius and a second emperor with half a head. It can be said that Taoist Kongkong has witnessed the growth of Luochuan in the nine day world, and the growth speed can only be described as "abnormal".
Gradually, Taoist Kongkong had no initial reluctance, dissatisfaction and disdain for Luo Chuan. Although he had never admitted it, he could see Luo Chuan''s eyes become more and more gentle behind his back, as if he were watching a younger generation of the family.
I don''t know when, he occasionally forgot to follow Luo Chuan''s original purpose. It seems that he can witness the rise of another monster that doesn''t lose to Jiulong Jun. he is satisfied.
But every night, feeling the declining cultivation, he would wake up and look at the stars and moon in a daze.
Today, his cultivation finally officially fell below the realm of Taoist power and returned to mana like falling into the world.