Volume 1: Baiyujing of the Tang Dynasty Chapter 680: The Battle of the Usurpers!

Volume 1: Baiyujing of the Tang Dynasty Chapter 680: The Battle of the Usurpers!

Among the dozen demon cultivators, there was one Daolun level 2, and the rest were all in the realm of Zhendao, ranging from Zhendao level 1 to Zhendao level 2.

They wore uniform white Taoist robes, with charming eyes and cold gazes. They were hidden in the forest, blending into the world, indistinguishable from each other, and extremely difficult to find.

"When will we start?" asked a demon cultivator of Zhendao level 2.

"The two of them fought for a moment." The leader replied indifferently.

"Who is the other one? Kill him."

"Kill Nanli first."

As they spoke, the two young cultivators in the middle of the forest path were only five steps apart.

The white-robed leader of the second level of Daolun extended his aura and locked onto the young demon cultivator from a distance.

In a snap of a finger, the two finished fighting!

Bang!

The aura wave spread, lifting up maple leaves and soil, and dust rose, turning into a circle of eggshell-like giant cover, wrapping the two in it.

The white-robed leader's eyes flashed, his spirit and energy rose to the peak, and he roared: "Start!"

Wow!

Thirteen demon monks leaped out of the forest, transformed into thirteen streams of light, and quickly swept towards the central battle circle.

A second-level Daolun master, plus twelve True Dao realm monks, chose to ambush and kill instead of attacking head-on. The strength of the person they wanted to kill can be imagined.

In the central battle circle, the dust gradually dissipated, revealing two stalemate figures, with their empty doors exposed and their bodies full of flaws.

The white-robed demon monks were all excited. Under the leadership of the second-level Daolun, they each used different methods to attack the two people in the battle circle.

The demon monks came too suddenly, and the two young monks in the battle circle seemed to have not recovered. No reaction.

Thirteen Dao power lights blasted out, crushing the two figures into pieces. Not even a drop of blood was splashed.

The thirteen demon monks were stunned at the same time. Although they were very confident, they never thought they could succeed so easily.

The face of the leading Daolun second-level cultivator suddenly changed: "Not good! We've fallen into a trap!"

As soon as he finished speaking, snowflakes suddenly floated above his head, the snowflakes were slightly red, and they emitted a faint fragrance.

Those were not snowflakes, they were clearly white plum blossoms flying all over the sky.

The white plum blossoms were like falling snow, fluttering. It seemed to be without any rules, but it seemed to conform to a certain rule.

"Dayan Doushu, snow plums leave no trace!"

Eight words flashed through the mind of the Daolun second-level demon cultivator, and his face was stiff: "He has understood..."

In a moment, the endless snow plums rolled up a hurricane and rushed towards the thirteen demons.

The plum blossoms fell one after another, like snow and haze. Three thousand miles of ice, killing without blood.

The thirteen demons retreated one after another, but an ice field emerged under the snow plums, freezing them in it.

A strange fragrance wafted, like plum blossoms but not plum blossoms.

The eyes of the eight Zhendao first-level demon cultivators gradually became dim, numb, and empty, and their muscles trembled slightly. It seemed that they were struggling.

The maple forest was very quiet, the moonlight was dim, and the eight first-level True Dao cultivators gradually stopped struggling. Their skin turned white little by little, without a trace of blood. It seemed that everything was evaporated, and their breath also turned from slight to nothing. Finally, it dissipated. In the falling ice and snow plums, the eight first-level True Dao cultivators stood motionless, like eight ice pillars.

"Go! He has realized the Great Evolution Dou Shu!"

The leader of the second-level Dao Lun roared, and blood burst out all over his body. His body suddenly rose three feet, breaking through the frozen snow, and turned around and fled with the remaining four demon cultivators.

"You have been chasing me for so long, the Demon Sect, it's my turn to fight back."

A series of cold laughs sounded.

The face of the second-level demon cultivator of Dao Lun changed slightly, and he saw a whirlwind blowing in front of him, and a nine-foot-tall, handsome young cultivator in a green robe walked out of the whirlwind.

In an instant, the two completed hundreds of fights, flesh against flesh, head-on!

The green-robed man was at the second level of the True Dao, and the white-robed demon cultivator was at the second level of the Dao Wheel. There was a big realm difference between the two, but after hundreds of fights, they were evenly matched.

"The middle-grade demon general of the Demon Cult Palace is just like this." The young man raised his lips slightly, his eyes mocking, and there was no trace of tension on his handsome face. Obviously, he had not used his full strength yet.

The white-robed demon general looked solemn and roared: "You all return to the palace quickly and report the matter of these two people to the upper peak!"

The other four demon cultivators were as if they had been pardoned, and they used their body skills with all their strength.

The green-robed man's eyes flickered, looking past the white-robed demon general, looking at the four demon cultivators, and suddenly laughed.

In front of the four demon cultivators in the Dao Power Realm, a young cultivator in a white cloth robe appeared. He was in his early twenties, with a calm face. He just stood quietly by the forest, his whole body was in a state of emptiness, but he seemed like a mountain that reached the sky, spanning the sky and the earth, blocking the way of the four demon cultivators.

"I didn't intend to take action, but your leader insisted on reporting me as well."

Luo Chuan smiled slightly, and a wave of yin and yang magic power rose from his palm.

After breaking through the fourth level of returning to the void, Luo Chuan also comprehended the realm of extreme void, the void turned into nothingness, the nothingness turned into something, and the void could also give birth to reality.

With a flip of his palm, the yin and yang magic power in Luo Chuan's palm suddenly changed, the black and white colors gradually disappeared, and were replaced by the five colors of gold, wood, water, fire and earth.

Yin and yang are void, the five elements are real, and between the void and the real, the five elements are derived!

"You...you are a human cultivator! How did you get in..."

A second-level demon monk of the True Dao stared at Luo Chuan's five-element small Taoist magic power, and his eyes changed slightly.

The eyes of the other three demon monks also changed, revealing deep surprise.

"Who said that only human monks can practice Huangting magic power?"

Luo Chuan smiled slightly, and a violent blood and energy suddenly burst out from the middle Dantian spirit platform. The blood and energy contained demonic nature, and the demonic nature overflowed. Luo Chuan's eyes also became charming, and murderous aura flowed between his eyebrows.

Looking at the real demon cultivator in front of them, the faces of the four cultivators from the Demonic Palace changed again.

Luo Chuan looked at the four cultivators in front of him and smiled again: "Do you think I am a demon cultivator again? But who said that only demon cultivators can have demonic nature? Is it this upper rule? Or is it your deep-rooted concept for thousands of years? Wrong, wrong, wrong, the so-called upper rules are always in the hands of a few people. Since they are a minority, how can they set the rules?"

Not far away, a young cultivator in a dark green cloak raised the corner of his mouth, and a deep smile appeared on his handsome face.

Among those present, he was the only one who understood what Luo Chuan said.

"Those who submit to the so-called rules are always humble ants, crawling on the chessboard one by one, but they don't know that it is just a chessboard after all." Nan Li laughed loudly and said to the white-robed Taoist monk with a strange face: "You are unlucky to meet me. Since you are willing to be an ant on the chessboard, I can only fulfill your wish."

The snow plums flew up, fluttering, and the fortune-telling was derived, rolling up a hurricane that covered the demon generals of the Demon Cult Palace.

Almost at the same time, Luo Chuan also took action.

The Yin-Yang eggshell broke, and the five elements of magic power were born!

The newly born five elements of magic power are still very weak, and their power is not as strong as the Yin-Yang water and fire magic power, but they are more varied and in line with the meaning of the true way. The five elements are mutually generated and restrained, and they are derived and transformed. When applied to Taoist skills, it is like a dragon and a phoenix dotting the eyes, and the power is instantly doubled!

Previously, in the Wan Yao Jue Tian Palace of Guangtian Pusheng, Luo Chuan faced sixteen demons one level higher than him. Even though he lost his physical strength, he still managed to survive for a stick of incense and a half. Although two of the four demon monks in front of him were at the second level of the True Dao, Luo Chuan was no longer the Luo Chuan in Guangtian Pusheng.

The Five Elements Small Dao magic power rolled up a vortex, enveloping the four demon monks.

As soon as Luo Chuan made a move, he used the Samsara Fist.

The four demon monks were caught off guard and fell into the Samsara vortex. They were surprised to see their bodies sinking inch by inch. For them, any magic power is not to be feared, even the magic power with the meaning of the True Dao in front of them.

But in this magic power, there is a strange force pulling them. Although they are not afraid of magic power and can resist it with their physical strength alone, the strange power has a certain strange reaction after being integrated with the magic power, which maximizes the magic power, entangles them tightly and makes it difficult to escape.

Luo Chuan looked at the four True Dao monks trapped in the Samsara Fist and was satisfied.

If he relied on the strength of his physical body to release the killing move at this time, he would definitely kill the four demon monks on the spot. But Luo Chuan did not do so. The current situation is very similar to the second level of the trial of the Wan Yao Jue Tian Palace. Although there are less than sixteen people, there are two demon monks of the second level of the True Dao, and the overall strength is slightly higher than the second level of the trial opponent.

Luo Chuan relied on the immature Five Elements Small Dao magic power. Although he could not kill the four Dao Power Realm demon monks for a while, he might be able to trap them and have a slight advantage, which is a great improvement for him. After all, Luo Chuan's current cultivation is only at the fourth level of Guixu. Although there is only one word difference between mana and Tao power, the difference between them is like heaven and earth.

"Is this your limit?"

A chuckle sounded beside his ear, Luo Chuan raised his head and saw Nan Li coming with a head in his hand.

Luo Chuan smiled, turned his palm, and the reincarnation vortex burst open. The four True Dao Realm cultivators fled in a mess. Before they could escape far, they were caught up by snow plums, frozen into icicles, and fell in the maple forest.

"Nan Li?" Luo Chuan looked at the young cultivator standing not far away.

The young cultivator nodded, and also looked at Luo Chuan with a flickering look.

Luo Chuan said nothing more, turned around, and searched the dead demon cultivator.

Looking at Luo Chuan who was buried in the corpse, Nan Li showed a playful look on his face: "Hey, what's your name?"

Luo Chuan stood up with the spoils in his hand, thought for a while and said: "Zhou Zhihao."

"Zhou Zhihao?" Nan Li chewed softly, then laughed softly: "It must be a pseudonym."

"Names are just symbols, how can they be true or false." Luo Chuan said lightly.

Nan Li smiled even more: "That's right. Zhou Zhihao... Speaking of which, you are the first usurper I have met."

"It's a pity that you are not." Luo Chuan smiled, and several figures flashed in his mind.

That year in Hongshan Swamp, he traveled through the nine heavens with one thought, and the three strong men who rescued him were most likely usurpers. In addition, there is also a Jiulong Jun. There is no doubt that he is also a usurper, and he may even be the strongest usurper in the past tens of millions of years.