Boom!

There was another loud bang, and the tall and majestic monk like a hill flew upside down.

This is the forty-sixth time in three days that Pi Zhenren has been knocked down, vomited blood, and injured. Fortunately, the person opposite him was not much better, the third order of the heavens, the cultivation was one order higher than him, but he was still shaken by the claw of Pi Zhenren and his spleen was scattered, lying on the ground, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

"Won again......"

"Hey, it's another pyrrhic victory, it's a miracle that he's survived until now. ”

On that day, he was the first to take refuge in Luo Chuan, and was reused to become the master of the Breaking Wave Camp, and the number of monks under his hand was nearly 5,000 at the maximum, which was really majestic. But at that time, there were not many people who really obeyed him, and everyone said that he could become the master of the Breaking Waves Camp, but because he was the first to show loyalty to Luo Chuan. ”

"Now, I'm afraid that none of the remaining Wave Breaking Camp monks will dare to disobey him. It's a pity that there are less than one of the remaining monks in the Breaking Wave Camp, and there are less than seven hundred people when they are full. ”

"Hehe, it's incredible to have more than 600 people, which shows the importance of Luo Chuan's residual power...... A dead person can still make all forces in the North Sea jealous, and Luo Chuan is a monster. ”

In front of the volcanic tidal flats, monks gathered from all sides of the North Sea looked at the "Luo camp" that had been holding on for more than half a month not far away, and sighed.

In the "Luo Clan", there are more than 600 people left in the Broken Wave Camp led by Pi Zhenren, including the full number of cannon fodder camp monks, the master and apprentice of the Dan Dao Grand Master Kongkong Daoren, the second emperor Qiu Feng, and the remaining more than 600 people in the Breaking Wave Camp led by Pi Zhenren.

This is also a great formation, but for today's Breaking Wave City, it is nothing.

After the news of Luo Chuan being killed by the Arctic Emperor spread, more and more strong people and forces gathered to come to Breaking Wave City, and the three sects of Beihai were also ready to move, as for the purpose, it was obvious that they all wanted to come and share a piece of the pie after Luo Chuan's death. Along with Luo Chuan's death, there was also a rumor that spread in Tianchen Buzhou, about the cultivation resources that Luo Chuan possessed--to be able to become a monster that could compete with the emperor in such a short period of time, ranking seventy-first on the Nine Heavens Giant Billboard, Luo Chuan's resource treasure had naturally reached a shocking number.

And the most reliable burial place of the "Luo Chuan Treasure" is the volcanic tidal flat outside the Breaking Wave City - since Luo Chuan left, the cannon fodder battalion has always stuck there, never leaving. Compared with the young monks in the Cannon Fodder Battalion who were guarding the Trial Dao Palace above their heads, everyone was more willing to believe that the brothers of the Cannon Fodder Battalion were silently guarding the resources and treasures left by Luo Chuan, as well as the last glimmer of hope about Luo Chuan.

In the Broken Waves City, Bo Shiba confronted the emperors and powerhouses sent by various forces on his own.

Outside the Breaking Wave City, the cannon fodder battalion and the Breaking Wave battalion have become the target of public criticism.

In a few moments, Pi Zhenren had already crawled up crookedly, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he waved his arms and shouted to the hostile monks not far away: "Come on! You guys go on! Didn't you say that you want to gamble and fight! Who is next? Pi is waiting here!"

Behind him, the remaining monks of the Breaking Wave Camp had complicated eyes, were silent, and from time to time someone sighed softly, and finally couldn't hold on, and came out of the crowd, clasped their fists towards Pi Zhenren, and left the camp.

There are only more than 600 people left in the Breaking Wave Camp, and the number of people is still decreasing, even if Pi Zhenren relies on his own strength, blood and righteousness, and resists visitors from all directions, it is still difficult to change the fact that Luo Chuan is dead.

"Let's go again? Okay, okay, okay! You all patted your chests and swore when you joined the Breaking Wave Camp, but now you all have to be this treacherous villain! Do you really think that Luo Shouzao is dead as the rumors say? Hahaha, it's really the funniest joke Pi has ever heard!" Pi Zhenren spat at the departing monk, his face full of disdain.

The monks of the Breaking Wave Camp, who were about to leave, were stopped by the red-eyed Pi Zhenren and did not take a step for a while, and the monks who had surrounded the volcanic tidal flats not far away were all mocking and sneering with dissatisfied faces, looking at Pi Zhenren as if they were looking at a fool.

Pi Zhenren seemed to be really enchanted, dancing with his hands, red eyes, and yelling hysterically.

At that moment, a figure passed in his peripheral vision.

"Another one! Do you want to go too!" Pi Zhenren scolded before he could see it clearly.

"Old Skin...... It's me. ”

"Well, old sheep, it's you. Pi Zhenren could clearly see that the person who came was his partner in the past month, the old man Yang, his face was red, a touch of bitterness flashed at the bottom of his eyes, and he said in a vague voice: "Old Yang, how do you think I act?"

"Good. The camp master is thick and fine, rigid and soft, and now everyone thinks that the camp master is a person who knows kindness and repays kindness, and is righteous and resolute!" The old man gave a thumbs up in his sleeve and exclaimed.

"What do you mean, this seat is!" Pi Zhenren said solemnly, Yu Guang glanced at the cannon fodder camp not far behind him, and said a little weakly: "But, why do those uncles still look cold, I haven't seen them say a word of greeting for three days, let alone reveal the slightest ...... Could it be that our guess is wrong? Aren't the cannon fodder battalions waiting to divide up Luo Chuan's treasure? Are they really just a bunch of stupid dead soldiers?"

"This ...... It stands to reason that the battalion owner is so loyal, how can the cannon fodder battalion also show something. Although Luo Chuan is dead, the cannon fodder battalion and Luo Chuan are life and death friendships, and seeing the camp owner like this at this time, he should be moved. Hold on a little longer. "The old man is also strange.

"I can't stand it. I've been beaten for three days now...... Old man sheep, if the cannon fodder battalion doesn't say anything again, I'm leaving! What kind of bullshit is the master of the wave breaking camp, without Luo Chuan, it's not even as good as a bird's egg! I stayed here to act, and I was treated as a fool, just to get some treasures, do you say I'm easy!"

"Hold on a little longer. No matter how hard-hearted the people in the cannon fodder camp are, sooner or later they will be moved by Brother Pi, as long as they can be regarded as their own people, the treasure is indispensable to Brother Pi. The old man sighed.

The camp master of the Broken Wave Battalion and his dog-headed military advisor didn't speak again, the two of them held their heads high, blocking the remaining monks of the cannon fodder battalion and the Breaking Wave Battalion behind them, with a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, and they didn't notice it at all, Li Xiaochen, one of the three major camp masters of the cannon fodder battalion, raised his head and glanced at the two of them, with a narrow sneer on his face.

At this moment, Li Xiaochen's eyelids jumped, but a familiar breath came from a distance, the sky and the earth were empty, that breath came from the void, and the way of the Demon Luo impacted his body's qi and blood, and his internal organs!

Li Xiaochen's heart fluttered, his body trembled, he looked up at the little bit of virtual light in the gray clouds, his face was ecstatic, and he quickly retracted.

Not only Li Xiaochen, but the rest of the cannon fodder battalion brothers almost all reacted the same way.

That's the Smoke of the Devil!

Only the brothers of the cannon fodder battalion can sense the smoke of the Moro Immortal!

The moment the Demon Luo Immortal Smoke appeared, the qi and blood of the two hundred and sixteen powerful flesh body cultivators of the first order of the heavens began to fly, the Dao power of the Lingtai was running wildly, and the vitality of life was also rapidly increasing under the urging of qi and blood! This kind of feeling can only be brought by one person...... In that rumor, the dead master of the cannon fodder battalion, Luo Chuan!

"It's so strong...... How could the boss's Demon Luo Immortal Smoke be strengthened so much at once!" Redbeard opened his eyes, his face full of surprise.

"That's a hundredfold, isn't it...... Hundreds of times ...... No, a thousand times more! Boss he ...... He must have had another adventure!, but what kind of adventure is it......" Li Xiaochen opened his mouth slightly.

Wang Hu opened his eyes for the third time, and there was surprise in his eyes, but it was far less surprised than Li Xiaochen's red beard.

"The thousand-fold gap is no longer something that can be achieved by upgrading one or two orders...... Let's guess what realm the boss is now? When he left, he was only a Heavenly Order. Wang Hu had a rare smile on his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was an extra figure in the cannon fodder camp.

This figure is extremely faint, like a dark light, even the emperor can't see it from a distance, but the brothers in the cannon fodder battalion can see it.

Looking at the white-robed monk who came out of the dim light and gradually became clear, the brothers of the cannon fodder battalion were not shocked, excited, or cheered loudly, and quietly looked at the young man who walked to the center, with a smile on their faces.

After losing contact with the boss for more than a month, listening to gossip day and night, when the Breaking Wave Battalion, Qiu Feng, and the masters and apprentices of the Kongkong Dao people gradually became suspicious, none of the 216 men in the cannon fodder battalion ever doubted. For Luo Chuan, they have a paranoid belief that is both calm and sometimes almost crazy, and since they left the Great Sorrow and Bitter Cold Heaven that year, they have always believed that no one and nothing in this world can stump 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 battalion congratulated each other.

Luo Chuan maintained his aura convergence among them, and there was a circle of chaotic gray mist floating around him, with their eyesight, they couldn't see what kind of realm the boss had reached, but with just the fleeting magic Luo immortal smoke, the boss's harvest this time would never be small.

"Hmph, it's just a sub-emperor. ”

From the side, there was a strange sound of yin and yang.

Wang Juebi bowed respectfully to Luo Chuan, while his current teacher, Kongkongdaoren, folded his arms, turned his head disdainfully, and sneered.

His eyes were full of envy and a hint of bitterness.

From the first time in the flying boat of the Demon Sect Palace in the past to Luo Chuan, who fled from the wolf, to now, Luo Chuan has grown into a giant, a monster genius, and a second emperor in his early half-bakes, it can be said that the people of the Empty Sky Dao have witnessed Luo Chuan's growth in the Nine Heavens World, and the speed of growth can only be described by the word "metamorphosis".

Gradually, the empty Daoist has lost his initial unwillingness, disobedience and disdain for Luo Chuan, although he has never admitted it, but he can look at Luo Chuan's eyes more and more softly, as if he is looking at a younger generation of a family.

I don't know when he occasionally forgot the original purpose of following Luo Chuan from time to time, and it seemed that he was satisfied to witness the rise of another monster who was not inferior to Jiulongjun.

But every time in the middle of the night, feeling the declining cultivation, he would suddenly wake up, looking at the stars and the moon in a daze.

To this day, his cultivation has finally officially broken through the realm of Dao power and returned to mana, like falling into the dust. R1152