The white bone bat man also found abnormalities.
Although its divine wisdom has been suppressed by Jiulong Jun, it still retains some basic practice common sense.
"This is... A fake robbery? It's even a fake robbery! It's hard to find such an unlucky ghost among 100000 monks." the white bone bat man laughed wildly.
More than 500 disciples of Zhendan realm who were fighting were also surprised.
"Fake robbery?"
"What's going on?"
"There are countless strange things in the spiritual world. In the history of Tiannan region, there were once or twice monks who were ready to cross the robbery but encountered a fake robbery. Since then, there has been no precedent of waiting for a real robbery. None of the 100000 monks are really unlucky!"
More than 500 true Dan friars knew what false robbery was.
The empty mountain community is worried, while the disciples of the three schools of Tianhua Palace are somewhat proud. But soon, when they thought that even if Luochuan couldn't break through the infant state, the cultivation of Zhendan state alone could turn them into homeless dogs, their smiles became bitter.
"What to do!"
In the center of the sky, thunder and earth fire, Luo Chuan sat down with two plates, thinking about the possible solutions.
The current situation is that Jiulong Jun has never encountered it. After three things, once the second Tianlei earth fire disaster fails, Luo Chuan doesn't know how to break through the infant realm again. He doesn't know he has to wait until monkey years and horses, or even can't break through the infant realm again.
Since he practiced the "life skill of nine deaths", Luo Chuan's practice path has deviated from the conventional way of practice.
The more you go, the more difficult it will be. There is no sect, no teacher, and no complete and detailed skill script. Luo Chuan only practices to the fourth turn with a few words of formula. In the next five turns, Luochuan still has no clue.
Since the road has been selected, Luochuan can only go on along this unusual road.
Until the end of the road, or destruction, or detachment.
"The robbery of transforming babies, the heaven thunder and earth fire, quench them into babies, and wash and refine mana... These heaven thunder and earth fire can't play any quenching effect for me, can't break the pill into babies, and can't wash and refine mana... What should I do?"
Time seems to stop.
In the sky, thunder and fire, it is silent.
Luochuan sat in suspension without tension, panic or even a trace of pressure.
He calmed down and let thousands of thoughts drift with the waves. He wandered outside the objects and tracked the breakthrough machine that was ethereal, lofty, mysterious and mysterious. He didn't know where to hide.
Even Luo Chuan didn't find it. Over the past three years, he has experienced life and death, many opportunities, and all kinds of setbacks, and saved himself from danger again and again. Deep in his heart, there is no negative emotion belonging to the weak, full of self-confidence. No matter how big a difficult setback, he can't make waves again.
Bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing. Where does it provoke dust.
Inadvertently, Luo Chuan's state of mind has been tempered to a very high level. From then on, it is like a mirror that can never be contaminated with dust.
Such a state of mind is the first level of the nine perfect state that everyone pursues in the nine heavenly realms: the heart mirror is free of dirt.
If ordinary monks want to reach this state of mind, they need to go to the fourth level of retreat at least, and have a special state of mind method. Although Luo Chuan has only the fourth level of true Dan, he can practice skills, such as the life of death skill, dragon body skill, seven Dharma evasion, magic fist... All of them have secretly tempered his state of mind while practicing. In addition, all kinds of life experiences have multiplied his state of mind, making his state of mind perfect with one foot today.
The state of mind is connected with the artistic conception, and the power of the Dharma released is also different with different artistic conception.
Although Luo Chuan didn't use any method, he could sit still and understand the secret of heaven at this time, which inevitably led to the artistic conception.
Buzz!
The glittering white Qi machine rushed up from the sky, thunder and fire. The Qi machine went up and down, shaking a gap with thick index finger. In the gap, Luo Chuan's figure loomed and misty freehand.
The Qi machine stands between thunder and fire, surrounding Luochuan, like a circle of water mirrors.
In the "water mirror", Luo Chuan sat together. There was a strong breath of sacrificing himself and others in the tranquility, and he was not troubled by the failure of ferry robbery.
In contrast, the white bone Bat Man's mana attacks again and again seem powerful and heavy, but they seem weak in front of Luo Chuan.
The white bone Bat Man gnashed his teeth. He didn't know how to break the thunder and earth fire and kill Luochuan, which made him cry out in a hurry.
What makes the white bone bat people more flustered is the calm of Luochuan. In the face of a failed robbery, he was so calm that he seemed confident that he could turn defeat into victory and successfully survive the robbery.
More than 500 monks in Zhendan realm also felt this kind of strong and real self-confidence without roots.
The empty mountain community was greatly encouraged. Luo Chuan didn't give up. How could they choose to give up.
On the side of Tianhua palace, people are in panic. Even if they see this situation, the man in midair is doomed to fail in the robbery, they dare not be careless. Because they know that the one opposite is not others, but Luochuan.
I don't know when Luo Chuan replaced those terrible names on the green immortals list, surpassed the six Taoist collections, and became the first person in the eyes of the young generation in Tiannan almost overnight.
Many young monks from poor families regard Luo Chuan as a model for them to learn and emulate, and many famous children of famous schools regard Luo Chuan as the object of their life.
In the face of such a person, no one can relax even if he is about to fail.
Just then, a white light flashed on the wrists of the two first disciples of Tianhua palace, but their message jade bracelet lit up. At almost the same time, the jade bracelet of the first disciple of Nanyou sect and Kunting mountain also lit up. More and more disciples sent letters, and the jade bracelets glittered. At the end of the 500 disciples in the realm of true Dan, there was no exception.
The atmosphere in the white bone prison hall is a little strange.
Under the curiosity of the figurines, the young friars opened the letter jade bracelets one after another to check the news from the sect door.
Almost as like as two peas, which appear in everyone's letters, when everyone sees them, everyone stays in the same way. The great masters win the title of the king, and they are deceiving the emperor, but they are being seen by the ROC master and killed in public.
Plain sentences and simple words, without too much rendering, made the hearts of more than 500 Zhendan disciples jump wildly, and the unspeakable depression drowned them.
If we say that one moment ago, Luo Chuan was just the object that people looked up to and pursued. When the news of Zhou Jing came, the young monk who was crossing the robbery in mid air had become a mountain, carrying boundless shadows, pressing on the people's heads. He could not see the sun and was too heavy to breathe.
"Kill him quickly! If he doesn't die! When he returns to his senses! It's time for me to bury my life! What are you waiting for! Do you really want to die!" the handsome Nanyou Godson yelled, clenched his fist, his eyes red and his veins exposed.
"Yes! Come on, everyone! If you can't think of another way, we'll all be finished!" the head of Kunting mountain clenched his teeth and looked for help to the first disciple of Tianhua palace.
Another head of Kunting Mountain hospital was also anxious to turn around.
The first disciple of Tianhua palace had blue lips and pale face. He forced himself not to see Luo Chuan. He turned his head and looked coldly at the side of the empty mountain boundary: "there is still one last way."
"What way! Taoist friends, say it quickly!"
"He is going through a robbery. Whether he succeeds or not, he needs to keep his state of mind. If he can break his state of mind, he will be possessed by evil, or... Injured?"
The first disciple of Tianhua Palace said with a bitter face. Luo Chuan came back from the dead, but also killed and won Wujun. In comparison, no one is sure how much damage the damaged state of mind will do to Luo Chuan.
"Injured? Just injured!" another first disciple of Tianhua palace was stunned, and then nodded repeatedly: "it's good to be injured! It's good to be injured! If we can hurt him, we may be able to escape."
"Good idea! But how can we damage his mood?" Nanyou's Godson asked anxiously.
"Look at the disciples of the empty mountain world over there. When Luo Chuan appeared, they reacted the most fiercely, especially the female disciple." the first disciple of Tianhua palace looked at the empty mountain world, fixed his cold eyes on Tang Yan'er, and whispered, "kill her! Kill them! Let Luo Chuan only watch but can't save! His mood will naturally break!"
"Good idea!"
"Nonsense! Do it!"
The last seven first disciples of the three sects of Tianhua palace suddenly flew up, cast their body methods as fast as lightning, and catapulted to the direction of the empty mountain boundary.
In mid air, the first disciple of Tianhua palace had offered his flying sword, urged Dan gang and aimed at Tang Yan'er.
The disciples of the empty mountain community are immersed in the surprise of Luo Chuan's killing the national teacher of Zhou Dynasty, especially several people who have had contacts with Luo Chuan, such as LV Boya, Hua Xin and Yin Chen, who are excited and proud at this time.
Tang Yan'er put her hands together and looked at Luo Chuan sitting in the thunder fire in the air, chanting and praying silently.
Whoosh
Until the sound of breaking the air sounded, Tang Yan'er, LV Boya and others found that the breath of death was close at hand.
Tang Yan'er raised her head in a panic. The green silk in front of her forehead was broken into two sections in the sword wind, and a blood silk was printed on her beautiful cheek.
I don't know when the first disciple of Tianhua palace crossed the heavy defense and appeared 20 feet above her head. He urged her to spit out Dan gang and split it with a sword.
Staring at Tang Yan'er's pale face, Gong yuemourn, the first disciple of Tianhua, breathed a sigh of relief, showing a trace of pride on his face.
The sneak attack progressed more smoothly than he thought. Nine times out of ten, the female nun under him had contacts with Luo Chuan. As long as he could cut her in half, Luo Chuan would be greatly hurt.
Just then, Gong yuemourn suddenly had something wrong. She saw that the nun's face became calm. The previous panic was swept away. She looked far behind him and even smiled on her face.
Through the pupil of the nun's eye, Gong yuemourn saw a pair of slowly opened eyes in the sky, thunder and fire.
"Who dares."
Luo Chuan's voice was not loud, there were no waves, and it was as calm as a bowl of flat water.
Like the sound attack of the Milky way, the double gas engine rushed in and shrouded Gong yuemourn.
Gong yuemourn's face was full of despair. He never thought that Luo Chuan could kill even when he was crossing the robbery.
Facing Tang Yan'er, the first disciple of Tianhua palace showed a look of flattery, prayer and pity on his face.