Chapter 803

The White Dragon Emperor glanced at Luochuan with meaningful eyes.

"Brother, who are you going to help in this war?"

Luo Chuan was stunned. He stared at the wine in front of him and began to meditate.

What the White Dragon Emperor refers to is nothing more than the demon cult palace and Guangtian Pusheng. Luo Chuan naturally does not belong to the demon sect palace, but if he makes it clear to help Guangtian Pusheng, under the current situation, it is tantamount to seeking death.

"I'm joking. My strength is low. I'm just here to join the fun. Who can I help?" Luo Chuan said faintly.

The White Dragon Emperor smiled: "Brother, you are too modest. In fact, there is little chance of winning either Guangtian Pusheng or demon sect palace. In other words, there is no absolute winner in this game, but it depends on who gets a big harvest and a small loss. Guangtian Pusheng and outland sect palace pay too much. Even if they get a harvest, it is difficult to be cost-effective compared with others... Brother, why don't you help me?"

"Help you? What do I think? You are the most unreliable. In other words, you haven't paid all the treasure elephant agreed in the ancient Tianta of ten thousand prisoners." Luo Chuan sneered.

"This..." the White Dragon Emperor smiled bitterly, "brother, you don't know. Now the war is tight everywhere. I really can't spare so many treasure elephants. Don't worry, I don't want to default. When the time is ripe, I will give it to you."

"The war is tight?" Luo Chuan shook his head and didn't bother to pay attention to boss Bai. Now the world is mostly peaceful. He didn't think that the war would make the White Dragon Emperor look so miserable.

The banquet continued. However, after the arrival of Xitian Bohou, the atmosphere was a little dull.

It's not that the startling sword of Xi Tian Bohou is too terrible, but the news he brought - Guangtian Pusheng is also inviting the emperor and the strong to attack again.

"Luo Chuan, do you know that there are spies in the demon cult palace in the high-level of Guangtian Pusheng?" the White Dragon Emperor suddenly asked.

Luo Chuan nodded slightly and looked at the White Dragon Emperor: "do you know who it is?"

The White Dragon Emperor smiled: "sometimes, it's not a good thing to trust your judgment too much."

Then the White Dragon Emperor chatted with the people.

Luo Chuan thought about the words of the White Dragon Emperor and felt that if he meant something.

The first seat did not end until the next morning. What the emperors and powerful talked about was unrestrained, but it was no longer related to opening the core ancient battlefield. Everyone knew that a big war was coming soon.

Luo Chuan went out of the Taoist palace, rejected the "kindness" of the White Dragon Emperor lying on his knees, and flew into the half empty palace with the heavenly snake real king.

As soon as he entered the palace, Luo Chuan set his eyes on the real king of the heavenly snake.

Colorful feather is the most precious treasure of heaven and earth. It was refined by Kong Fang before. If you want to refine it again, you must first remove its connection with Kong Fang's demon king.

The connection between Kong Fangyao Jun and colorful feathers is not broken, which shows one thing - Kong Fangzhen Jun is not dead.

"If Kong Fang is still alive, he will retaliate sooner or later. He still has to guard against it."

Luo Chuan said to himself.

After an hour, the sky finally brightened completely.

"Hoo!" the king of the sky snake breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out his palm. In his palm, the colorful feathers radiated colorful light, but it was the seven color light that returned to nature, and there was no magazine at all.

Pop!

The last black blood essence rolled down from the colorful feathers and broke into pieces.

The contact between colorful plume and Kong Fang demon king was completely removed.

The wild and mixed breath overflowed from the colorful feathers. The colorful feathers suddenly turned over and blew a sharp wave in the air.

The six arms of the heavenly snake Zhenjun quickly grew longer and larger, like six thick python. The palms closed like suction cups, pressed the flow of breath, and slammed together the colorful feathers!

The colorful feathers trembled and shook violently, and the air waves with the smell of recklessness and waste crashed into the sky snake Zhenjun.

God snake Zhenjun opened his mouth and swallowed the Qi wave.

Hoo

The belly of the heavenly snake Zhenjun swelled rapidly, filling and expanding like a balloon.

Pop!

The colorful feathers are firmly held in the palm of the hand by the real king of the sky snake.

"Let's go."

At Luo Chuan's command, the emperor began to refine the colorful feathers.

From its six palms, layers of blood mist gushed out. In the blood mist, blood colored crystals with particle size could be seen, pouring into colorful feathers.

In the twinkling of an eye, a circle of fine blood red stripes appeared around the colorful feathers, like a seal, suppressing the impending breath in it.

The heavenly snake really opened his mouth, spit out the dark and mysterious Qi, and brushed the colorful feathers in bursts.

Colorful feathers trembled, like struggling, unwilling to be tamed.

Two hours later, the struggle of the colorful plumes became gentle, and the inner breath was gradually peaceful.

Luo Chuan and Tian she Zhen Jun looked at each other, smiled and vomited at the same time.

The original nature of the colorful feathers is restrained, and everything will become simple. It's only a matter of time to refine and accept it with the cultivation of tiansnake Zhenjun Taoism.

Just then, footsteps came from a distance.

Luo Chuan's ears moved slightly, and there was a trace of familiar rhythm in the sound of steps, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it for a while. The footsteps were getting closer and closer. The man stepped on the cloud seat. There should have been no such heavy footsteps, but he seemed to do it on purpose.

Gradually, Luo Chuan recalled, his eyes were slightly complicated.

God snake Zhenjun raised his head, inhaled the colorful feathers into his abdomen, looked at his nose, mouth and sat in the air.

"I've been ordered by my ancestors to deliver tea for the emperor Tianluo demon."

The sound came from outside the palace.

Luo Chuan took a deep breath and said, "please come in."

When the curtain door opened, a tall and thin monk came in with a jade plate full of lingguo Qiongjiang in his hand.

The man put the jade plate on the table and arched his hand towards Luochuan.

Luo Chuan looked at the man with four opposite eyes. His eyes were also cold and plain. He was too quiet to see any emotional fluctuations.

"Tianluo demon gentleman, please use it slowly."

The man then turned his head and walked outside the palace.

Luo Chuan opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

In front of the curtain, the man stopped, didn't turn his head, and suddenly said with a smile: "is Tianluo demon king comfortable these days?"

Luo Chuan didn't know how to answer. He could only laugh and say, "make do with it."

"Tianluo demon king, the Lord of the cannon fodder camp, and more than 200 monks of the cannon fodder camp under his command are all brave men who have survived a narrow life. Overnight, he wiped out 14 demon mountains, killed 13 demon kings, captured one person alive, and shook the demon mountains. He defeated Kong Fang demon king alone, and took the name of the demon king... What a Tianluo demon king."

The man turned and looked deeply at Luo Chuan. He looked at Luo Chuan from head to foot. There was a thick disappointment in his eyebrows, just like a man who was betrayed and deceived.

Luo Chuan took a deep breath and arched his hand at the man: "everything Luo Chuan did has a reason. However, the Taoist master should understand that Luo Chuan has never done anything sorry for Guangtian universal saints from beginning to end."

"I don't understand, but I don't understand more and more." the man shook his head, and a wave ghost floated on his thin face. A chubby face with a "smile" flashed: "I only know that you have concealed your true identity from beginning to end. Luo Chuan, after you and I met, tell me the truth, what are you doing in Guangtian Pusheng?"

Luo Chuan looked at the demon Yi Taoist master who incarnated the demon cultivation of the true Taoist realm: "for my woman."

"Bai Yiqing?" the demon Yi Taoist priest raised his eyebrows.

"Exactly." Luo Chuan nodded.

"So." the demon Yi Taoist master suddenly smiled: "from today on, you Luochuan have nothing to do with me. It's over between you and me."

"Taoist master..."

Luo Chuan subconsciously held out his hand. He didn't have much feelings for Guangtian Pusheng, but he admired and thanked the demon Yi Taoist priest from the bottom of his heart. In the years of Guangtian Pusheng, Taoist demon Yi took good care of him and helped him in the forbidden area.

Most importantly, Luo Chuan never thought of doing anything sorry for Guangtian Pusheng.

"There's no need to say anything more." the demon Yi Taoist priest looked at Luo Chuan and smiled strangely: "since it's broken, it's more complete."

Luo Chuan was stunned and didn't understand what the demon Yi Taoist master meant.

Just then, the demon Yi Taoist master suddenly took his hand and reached out to Luo Chuan.

Boom!

There was a burst of thunder in the palace!

Under the palm of Taoist demon Yi's hand, a rapid thunder cloud flew out. In the thunder cloud, thunders burst out. Thunders covered Luo Chuan and Tian snake Zhenjun's head in an instant.

"Taoist priest, wait a minute!"

Luo Chuan roared. He didn't worry about being hurt by demon Yi. He was worried that demon Yin's move was too powerful and would definitely provoke the friars of the demon cult palace.

"Luo Chuan, you and I are cut off! You are not a universal saint. From now on, you and I have nothing to do with each other!"

The demon Yi Taoist priest roared angrily, bullied him, rolled up 3000 sword Qi in his left hand and split at Luochuan.

Luo Chuan was disappointed and regretful when he looked at the demon Yi.

The sky snake Zhenjun raised his eyelids, fell to the ground, opened his mouth and spit out a mysterious Qi, which turned into bursts of black smoke. In the black smoke, he stretched out a big hand, burning a flame in the palm of his hand, "pa" hit the thunder.

At the same time, the long tail of the heavenly snake king swung, rolled up 3000 vigorous winds and twisted to the sword Qi.

Hoo!

The vigorous wind and sword Qi wound into a ball and turned into a gray ball. They were suspended in the air without a sound. However, under the violent collision with the thunder, the flame hand of Tian snake Zhenjun made a dull noise and spread out from afar!

Although Luo Chuan tried his best to keep down his momentum, the demon Yi Taoist priest was not weak. As soon as he made a move, he showed his cultivation strength infinitely close to the emperor level. If tiansnake Zhenjun didn't do his best, Luo Chuan would be killed.

The noise finally startled the friars in the demon sect palace.

Bursts of breaking wind came from all directions, mixed with several unfathomable breath.

Luo Chuan looked at the demon Yi Taoist master, flashed a touch of unbearable in the bottom of his eyes, and whispered, "Taoist master, why bother?"

The demon Yi Taoist master didn't launch an attack again. He looked at Luo Chuan. The murderous spirit between his eyebrows dissipated, and a smile floated around his mouth.

Luo Chuan was stunned and suddenly understood.

Taoist demon Yi did this on purpose. His real purpose is to attract all the experts in the demon sect palace.