Immortality Begins with the Master of Alchemy

The flying boat flies across the sky, the flag is fluttering.

The monks gathered together, and a murderous atmosphere filled the sky.

The sentence "Dan Zong, you've gone too far" elicited a chuckle.

"Old ghost, when you intervened in Luo Tian's internal fight, did you think you went too far?"

Under the attention of everyone, Luo Chen walked out.

Wearing a white robe, he stood on the bow of Lingxu's boat on the Tianhe River.

The old ghost Motian's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously glanced at the side where the Five Elements Divine Sect monks were.

He took a deep breath and said: "At this time and that time, this Motian Domain is the old land of my Motian Cliff, and it has been owned by my sect since ancient times!"

"Ha ha!"

Luo Chen laughed loudly as if there was no one around.

"A good one since time immemorial!"

Suddenly, his laughter stopped and he said in a cold voice: "When the demonic beasts occupied the Sky Realm before, why didn't you argue with them about the rightful cause?"

"you!"

"Me?" Luo Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly and took out a black scroll, "I have the decree of the Mingyuan Holy Land and can also open up the Sky Sky Realm. What do you think?"

The old ghost Motian pointed at Luo Chen's finger and couldn't help but tremble.

The corners of his mouth were trembling, and even his withered white beard was trembling.

At this moment, everyone already understood that Dan Zong's trip was not only to find a spiritual land for Luo Tian Zong, but also to settle the grudges of the past.

As for the civil strife in Luo Tianzong back then, many people knew some of the details.

Motianya is involved, and another sect is also involved!

Moreover, that group was also on the scene, and they also needed the land under their feet as a rear base camp for the subsequent war.

For a time, many people unconsciously looked at the five-color treasure ship of the Five Elements Divine Sect.

Will Shenyuan Zhenren intervene?

The answer is, he will!

The vicissitudes of life and the hoarse voice spread slowly.

"Dan Zong, now that the demon chaos has not been completely quelled, do you want to risk the disapproval of the world and provoke a civil war among the human clans?"

On the five-color treasure ship, the monks spread out to both sides to make way for them.

A figure shrouded in a black robe slowly flew out. It was none other than the Supreme Elder of the Five Elements Divine Sect, Shenyuan Zhenren, known as the number one monk in the Far East!

After he appeared, Old Ghost Ferris breathed a visible sigh of relief.

Today's Dan Sect is too powerful and prestigious. When facing the opponent directly, the psychological pressure is so great that no one can sympathize with it.

Now that the great monk has appeared, Dan Zong should restrain some of his arrogance!

Luo Chen looked at the figure and narrowed his eyes slightly.

For this potential enemy, he has never seen his true appearance for so many years!

Today may be an opportunity.

Luo Chen pursed his lips and smiled.

"Fellow Shenyuan Daoist, this hat is a bit too big."

"With all our virtues and talents, how can we dare to provoke a war between sects?"

"Let's do this. To avoid bloodshed, today's dispute will be limited to us and the Nascent Soul cultivators!"

Master Shenyuan stared at Luo Chen and said calmly: "How are you doing?"

This is to let Luo Chen draw the line first.

Luo Chen did not hesitate and raised three fingers.

"We will have three people from each side, and we will decide who will win and who will win."

"Three battles to determine the sky?" Master Shenyuan chuckled, "Is I included in it?"

"Of course!" Luo Chen was confident.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of several Nascent Soul Masters on Luo Chen's side changed slightly.

Especially Jiuling Yuanjun, his expression became extremely serious, and the fluctuations in his magic power were looming.

In his opinion, if Shenyuan Zhenren joins the battle, the only one who can fight him is himself, and he will never be the second choice.

But he was still just one step away from reaching the realm of a great monk.

He might be able to fight against Shenyuan Zhenren, but it would be quite difficult to win.

Of course, he didn't think there was anything wrong with Luo Chen's plan.

Except for himself, the remaining people, whether it is Luo Chen, Deng Taiyue, or Fairy Fenghua, are all people with advanced realms and strong fighting skills.

Won two games but it was easy to win!

On the contrary, it was the old ghost Motian with a worried look on his face. The other side was full of talents. If they were to fight with horse racing, they would not have such conditions.

Therefore, he transmitted the message quietly.

"Fellow Taoist Shenyuan, please don't agree!"

Master Shenyuan glanced at him, "Do you not trust me, or Master Peng Xiang of Bailu Cave, or are you not confident in yourself?"

The old ghost Motian opened his mouth, his face turning blue and white.

While he was hesitating, Master Shenyuan already spoke, "Okay, just follow what Dan Zong said!"

Luo Chen clapped his hands and sighed, "As expected of a great monk, he speaks quickly. To prevent others from making irresponsible remarks in the future, I think we have to discuss it carefully!"

Master Shenyuan became interested and asked in a hoarse voice: "How do you want to discuss it?"

Luo Chen smiled slightly, "It's very simple. In the final analysis, this battle is between Luo Tian and Motian, so our two families must have a head-on confrontation."

Master Shenyuan glanced at the people on Tianhe Lingxu's boat, and his eyes stopped on Ling Fengzi next to Luo Chen, and asked interestingly: "Are you going to take action, or Ling Fengzi?"

Luo Chen waved his hand, "Shortly after Ling Fengzi joined our Luo Tian Sect, it was not good to send him out to fight."

"Then you took action?"

Before Luo Chen could answer, the old ghost Motian blurted out.

"No, it's too unfair for Dan Zong to take action and use the big to bully the small!"

As soon as these words came out, there was inevitably a bit of snickering in the audience.

The Dan sect has been practicing for less than three hundred years, so how can it be said that the big one bullies the small one?

You, the Supreme Elder of Motianya, when did you feel so inferior?

Even Luo Chen couldn't hold it back and chuckled.

But he nodded quickly.

"What the old ghost said is quite right. In the middle stage of Yuan Ying, our sect is indeed bullying the small ones with the big ones."

"Let's do this!"

"I will send someone, I believe you will accept it!"

While everyone was confused, the tall Wang Yuan stepped out from behind and came to Luo Chen's side.

"Brother Luo, this..." Fairy Fenghua was startled and subconsciously wanted to persuade her.

On the opposite side, old ghost Motian acknowledged with joy: "You are right, this battle is between Luo Tian and Motian. I am willing to fight the famous Zhan Mo Wang Yuan!"

Pooh!

shameless!

This idea subconsciously appears in the minds of many people.

Even the disciples of Motianya felt a little hot-skinned.

Master Shenyuan was a little surprised. He didn't expect Luo Chen to be so trustworthy and send Wang Yuan to fight.

The name of War Demon is indeed loud, but after all, he is not a Nascent Soul!

He took a deep look at Luo Chen and frowned. What was the other person planning?

But since both parties agreed, it was hard for him to refuse.

After gathering his composure, Master Shenyuan slowly spoke: "For the second battle, let us nominate the candidates. Fellow Daoist Peng Xiang of Bailu Cave, are you willing to teach them their clever tricks on our behalf?"

A Taoist priest wearing a black Taoist robe and a solemn brow bowed his head.

"I'm so polite!"

Taoist Peng Xiang showed up, causing a burst of exclamations.

This person is not famous, but his strength is not weak, and he possesses the profound realm of the sixth level of Nascent Soul.

His identity is that he is the senior brother of Taoist Tieguan, his comrade who accompanied Luo Chen and others into the Tyrant Sword Realm.

Among the people present, the only one who dared to say that he could definitely defeat him was the great monk Shenyuan Zhenren.

As for Luo Tianzong?

All the Nascent Soul cultivators looked at each other, and a few of them seemed dissatisfied.

If Wang Yuan had not been sent to take action in the last game, but Fairy Fenghua, Taiyue Zhenren, or even Lin Qingxuan, whose realm was comparable to that of Motian Old Ghost, it would not have been so difficult to arrange.

Luo Chen seemed not to notice their dissatisfaction, and his eyes fell on Jiuling Yuanjun.

"Fellow Daoist Jiuling, are you sure you can capture this person?"

Jiuling Yuanjun was full of confidence, "Thanks to your elixir, after building the Great Jiutianxiao River, I have not lost to my peers. I know Taoist Peng Xiang. He and I may have been in the same league before, but now we are not." He is definitely not my opponent. But..."

Jiuling Yuanjun changed the subject, "If I take action in the second game, who will deal with the Shenyuan Master?"

"It's very simple. Don't you still have me?" Luo Chen smiled casually.

Everyone was stunned.

They couldn't help but look Luo Chen up and down.

Everyone knows that Luo Chen has the title of Demon-Slaying Master, which he earned through his ability in fighting.

There is also a feat of defeating the Seven Rhinos Great Demon Emperor!

But in the final analysis, Luo Chen is only at the fourth level of Yuanying, and there is a huge gap between him and the great monk.

How dare he be so confident?

Lord Jiuling Yuan was a little anxious, "Why don't you let Fellow Daoist Deng take over Peng Xiang, and let me deal with Master Shenyuan instead!"

Deng Taiyue also helped: "Deng is also willing to contribute today."

Luo Chen shook his head, "Jiu Ling, can you defeat Shenyuan?"

Jiuling Yuanjun's expression froze. He dared to fight against the great monk, but to say that he would definitely win would be too arrogant.

"Can't you?" Luo Chen smiled slightly, "In that case, why don't you win one game for me? If Wang Yuan's side wins another game, maybe it won't be my turn to take action."

That's the truth, but...

No, Luo Chen had already announced the candidates for the third game in front of everyone.

"For the third game, our sect will come in person!"

Master Shenyuan smiled.

The other party made such an arrangement because it turned out that he just wanted to fight with him in a reasonable manner!

Also, with the full support of Mingyuan Holy Land, where can Luo Tianzong not go?

In a mere skyscraper area, gains and losses are nothing at all.

It just so happened that he also wanted to try Luo Chen's real background.

In this case, then he would satisfy Luo Chen's idea!

"The third game, I would like to meet you for a while!"

The candidates for the battle have been decided upon, and no matter what everyone thinks, the result cannot be changed.

Soon, the battle location was chosen.

It's in the Taihu Lake area adjacent to the Skyscraper Area!

…

The treasure ship turned around and the flying boat changed its course.

As the light rises and falls, countless monks have spread all over the border between the two realms. The Water Mirror Technique was cast among the crowd, specifically taking care of those low-level monks who were weak in consciousness and unable to see clearly.

But for a group of Nascent Soul experts, they don’t need this much.

Luo Chen stood in front of the treasure ship, standing in the wind and looking at the ground beneath his feet.

The loess is exposed and covered with tortoise patterns. It is uninhabited for thousands of miles and there is no life in sight for thousands of miles.

Ling Fengzi next to him said in confusion: "It stands to reason that the Taihu Region is quite far away from the Blue Sky Region where the gods fought, and it should not have been affected too much. However, the extent of the damage was no less than that of the adjacent Nine Spirits Region, which is really strange. "

Next to him, Mr. Fu also echoed: "Indeed, I originally wanted to choose this place as the cultivation place of Shenfu Sect, but I didn't expect that the only fourth-level spiritual vein here has been smashed. Such a place is no longer suitable for monks to practice. Even if it is transformed by monks, it can only be used by mortals in the future. "

Luo Chen listened beside him, smiling and saying nothing.

The Taihu Region really shouldn't have been so badly destroyed.

The culprit must be the Battle of Transformation Gods, but his battle with the Baizu Demon Emperor was the main reason for the destruction of the fourth-level spiritual vein at the foot of Taihu Palace.

But there is no need to comment on this matter to outsiders.

Of course, such a vast piece of land cannot be wasted.

In the future, let the monks make some modifications to pull the water veins, and then let a large number of mortals thrive here, which can also be used as a supplementary channel for the immortal sect's vitality.

As for now?

Two figures shot out of the sky and landed on the two remaining mountains.

One is the old ghost Motian, and the other is fighting the devil Yuan!

"Junior, surrender as soon as possible to avoid suffering physical pain." The old ghost Motian said, with full confidence on his face.

Wang Yuan slowly put on the silver gloves on his hands, his eyelids drooped and his tone was cold.

"Back on the fighting stage, you gave Yin Sixiang the real weapon of his life to suppress me. Today I will retaliate tenfold and a hundredfold!"

The old ghost Motian was stunned, he had almost forgotten this incident.

However, Wang Yuan never forgot.

After a brief conversation, Wang Yuan took action.

Taking a step in the air, the sound of thunder exploded.

boom!

In the blink of an eye, he had already crossed hundreds of feet and crashed down on the old ghost on the skyscraper.

Such a swift movement shocked many people.

Only Luo Chen looked like he had expected it.

This was the Explosive Air Step he created in his early years, inspired by the Qingshuang Demon Emperor's space teleportation method.

Now that Wang Yuan is unleashing his power, his momentum is no less than his own at the beginning, and even more violent due to the blessing of Shen Gang's fighting spirit.

Although Old Ghost Motian was a little unprepared for this move, he finally reacted as his spiritual consciousness spread.

First release a khaki shield for yourself to protect your surroundings.

Then he opened his mouth and spat out, and a flying sword suddenly came out and went straight to Wang Yuan's head.

But the next moment.

Boom!

Visible to the naked eye, the earth-yellow shield had a deep dent made by Po Kong's fist.

This scene made Old Ghost Motian change his expression and blurt out the words unconsciously.

"Real weapon!"

That silver-white glove turned out to be a real weapon!

This time, he no longer dared to stand still and receive the opponent's attack, and flew out upside down.

Wang Yuan smashed away the flying sword with one punch and followed closely behind.

At this moment, his Gang Qi exploded, and he used Explosive Air Steps one after another. His escape speed was as fast as that of Nascent Soul cultivator.

The distance between the two is constantly getting closer.

The old ghost Motian looked horrified, and his Nascent Soul realm was suddenly released.

However, the power of the domain was completely unable to suppress Wang Yuan.

At this moment, the old ghost Motian cried out in his heart that he had been fooled.

The spiritual veins in the Taihu region collapsed and the spiritual energy collapsed. How could the Nascent Soul monks be so good at condensing the Nascent Soul realm?

Moreover, this enemy is good at body refining. He doesn't have much magic power in his body, so how can he be suppressed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?

"What a Danzong!"

The old ghost Motian cursed secretly at Luo Chen's choice of fighting venue, and launched an active attack in mid-air.

The flying sword turned into ten, and ten turned into a hundred, forming thousands of sword lights, and then shot at Wang Yuan.

Not only that, two more magic weapons flew out of his hands one after another.

The rings tickled and the bells jingled.

One imprisons the physical body, the other confuses the mind.

Wang Yuan's movements were visible to the naked eye, slowing down, and the flying sword touched his body, making a clanging sound.

Suddenly.

Only a sharp shout was heard.

"open!"

The ring flew out upside down, and Wang Yuan's figure began to expand, revealing a three-foot-long little giant.

Opening his mouth and spitting out, a rumbling sound of thunder came out, suppressing the sound of the bells.

The ten fingers clasped together, and the blood-colored energy sprayed like rain.

After breaking through thousands of sword lights, the giant stepped on the moon, and his figure was inexplicably a bit ethereal.

At this time, the spiritual consciousness of the old ghost Motian was somewhat unable to follow.

"No, this person is too fast and has a strong will. He is not immune to my soul's psychedelic technique. He must be immobilized first."

The old ghost Ferris gritted his teeth, stretched out his right hand, and lifted it up.

A large seal flew out, then expanded and grew to a size of a hundred feet, pressing towards Wang Yuan.

The terrifying force of suppression instantly blocked the space.

At this moment, Wang Yuan sneered and rushed towards the seal without fear.

"break!"

One punch!

Da Yin's body was shocked.

Wang Yuan stopped his hand, and with strong energy, he punched three more times.

"break!"

"break!"

"break!"

This time, the result was completely different.

The three moves were obtained from Luo Chen's mountain-breaking style, which fully mobilized his domineering Qi, condensed the power a little, and added thunderbolt gloves.

There was only a loud bang.

boom!

The big seal was suddenly blown into pieces when everyone was shocked.

Wang Yuan rushed out and went straight to the nine heavens.

The magic weapon was destroyed, and the old ghost Motian suffered a backlash, his mouth was full of blood, and he was quite unwilling.

If the real weapon of fate, Motianya, is still there, how dare Wang Yuan'er be so presumptuous?

That’s it!

To win against this person, you have to use deep magic power to survive the opponent.

With a move of his hand, the flying sword was leisurely taken, and then flew towards Jiutian.

However, the next moment, the old ghost Motian's expression changed dramatically.

Above the nine heavens, there is a towering mountain, like a meteorite, rumbling down.

"It's my Sky Cliff!"

The unfamiliar mountain and the familiar atmosphere made him blurt out.

But there was no response when controlled by divine consciousness.

In panic, he activated his shield to the extreme and blocked it above his head.

Not only that, the magic formula was pinched continuously, the robe automatically moved without wind, and a yellow halo enveloped the whole body.

Bang!

The shield magic weapon will collapse at the touch of it.

The mountain pressed down on the top, and even with the yellow halo to protect the body, it still pressed the old ghost to the sky and kept falling, and finally stopped on the ground with his roar.

Wang Yuan stood on the top of the mountain and stamped his feet.

boom!

The huge pressure reappeared, which actually dispersed the yellow halo for a few minutes, and the old ghost Ferris' face turned extremely red.

Wang Yuan felt this scene and felt indescribably happy in his heart.

Back then you used the sky-high cliffs to suppress me, but now I use the sky-high mountains to suppress you. You are really the one who started the tombs, and there is no successor!

He stamped his feet again, and the divine fighting energy flowed along his body and into the sky-high mountain.

boom!

The old ghost's pupils widened, and his protective robe suddenly shattered, revealing his skinny, old and shriveled body.

And the yellow halo became weaker and weaker.

It seems like one more kick will break it.

Without thinking, he yelled: "I lost!"

Wang Yuan acted as if he hadn't heard anything and stepped on it again.

boom!

call…

The strong wind stirred, and the yellow halo collapsed and shattered.

A large cloud of blood mist spreads dry loess.

A ray of light suddenly flew out, spanning hundreds of miles, and escaped from the suppressive range of the sky and the sky.

The white and tender baby had a look of resentment on his face, holding a spell and staring at Wang Yuan.

"I want you dead!"

Wang Yuan flew up and made a move with his hand. The skyscrapers shrank rapidly and fell into his hands.

"I can destroy your body once, and I can kill your Nascent Soul once!"

He stretched out his right hand far away, fingers flexed, ready to grasp it.

The expression on the Nascent Soul villain's face changed, and he felt blood streaks appearing on his fair and tender body, and his eyes suddenly showed a look of extreme horror.

At this moment, a magical power enveloped his Nascent Soul.

Wang Yuan clenched his fist and unleashed his energy, but did not get any reaction.

There was anger on his face and he looked into the distance.

Master Shenyuan waved, and the Nascent Soul of the old ghost Motian flew back to him.

When Luo Chen saw this, he couldn't help but smile.

"In this first battle, let me, Luo Tianzong, win!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone was silent, and there was no sound. (End of chapter)