Chapter 861

On the branches of the moon, the night is like a curtain.

Blood stained the holy land of Guangtian, spreading all the way from southeast to northwest.

In a short time of two incense sticks, the monks of Guangtian Pusheng have retreated 70 miles and handed the 70 miles within the courtyard wall to the demon friars.

With corpses and flesh, the ghost blood evil Qi also began to breed. In the twinkling of an eye, it had covered the land of 70 miles and deeply rooted.

Looking from the cliff, Guangtian Pusheng is retreating day by day, just like the tide returning to the shore, and the momentum is difficult to stop.

At the top of the cliff, elder sun frowned and took back his eyes. He looked dignified and looked at Luo Chuan aside: "are you really sure?"

"Of course." Luo Chuan said, and his eyes fell on the Wanjie evil spirit tower by the river at the foot of the cliff: "elders, why don't you do it? If you delay one more moment, you will have more dead people."

The elders of the Sutra building and Luo Chuan gathered on the cliffs around the Wanjie evil spirit tower. Not far below them was the huge tower emitting blood light and dark shadow in the night sky.

The disciples who did not go to the war were curious and nervous. They followed one after another, but they didn't get close and looked at them from a distance.

"But... Although the Wanjie evil spirit tower is a magic weapon, its own grade is high. In addition, it has inhaled too many evil spirits over the years, which is beyond human control." elder Sun took a deep breath, shook his head and said: "Luochuan, you also want to use this tower to inhale the Tongtian battle regiment into refining? It doesn't work, it doesn't work."

Now that the matter is over, Luo Chuan feels there is no need to hide it.

"Of course not." Luo Chuan smiled, but his eyes were very cold: "to tell you the truth, all my subordinates are in the evil spirit tower. Let me control this tower, choose a key place in the battlefield and summon them, which can beat the Tongtian battle group head-on."

Elder sun's eyes lit up: "how many people and horses?"

"More than two hundred," Luo Chuan replied.

When the voice fell, the brilliance in Sun Chang's eyes suddenly darkened, and the other elders shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

The number of the Tongtian battle group that entered Guangtian Pusheng has increased to nearly 300. With the strong at the sub emperor level as the head and the ordinary Zhutian and daolun as the main force, in addition to 20 strong people besieging two Dafa Taoists, the remaining friars of the battle group have killed more than 1900 Guangtian Pusheng friars with few enemies and have no ability to fight back.

Looking at the fierce fighting in the battlefield, elder sun sighed: "Luo Chuan, although I have heard of the name of your cannon fodder camp, after all, the other party is a well-known Tongtian battle group. Compared with Tongtian battle group..."

"Elder, there's only one chance left now. Why do you hesitate!" Luo Chuan's face was gloomy and interrupted.

Elder sun's face changed. After two or three moments, he finally sighed: "it's all right! Luo Chuan, we originally wanted you to preserve your strength. Please keep the last seed of our Guangtian Pusheng... Since you insist, let's fight to the end!"

"You Taoist friends, now it is the time of life and death for Guangtian universal saint. Since Taoist Luo is willing to fight for our Guangtian universal saint, we will give him this tower, so what?"

Sun Changlao smiled, and the elders of the Sutra building around him nodded heavily.

At the next moment, the elders knead the seal method at the same time, and a string of circular white light flew out of the palm of the elders and rushed to the Wanjie evil spirit tower.

Dang Dang... In the twinkling of an eye, the Wanjie evil spirit tower was firmly trapped by a white halo, and then tightened.

"Everybody, get ready!"

Elder sun swept through the elders of the Sutra building, kneaded the seal in his left hand and turned into a black net, while his right hand jerked upward.

The rest of the elders followed suit.

Boom!

The evil spirit tower was uprooted!

The earth of Guangtian Pusheng also shook!

In the roaring sound, there were bursts of murmurs. Dark shadows flew out of the root of the Wanjie evil spirit tower, but the fierce demons and demons that had been suppressed for thousands of years. At this moment, they finally lifted the seal, escaped from heaven and ran away!

"Demon, kill!"

Elder sun snorted coldly, picked up the black net with his left hand and covered the evil demon.

"Demon, kill!"

The other elders were unwilling to show weakness, and threw down the black legal net one after another to cover the fierce demon evil spirit who tried to escape.

The black net wrapped around the fierce demon evil spirit, like a natural nemesis, released white fire, burned the fierce demon evil spirit, made a hissing sound and a painful howl.

The little spider couldn't help climbing on Luochuan's shoulder, opened his mouth and ejected spider silk. He rolled out delicious evil demons from the black legal web and ate them. Invisibly, its breath began to rise again.

After removing the evil spirit of the evil demon at the bottom of the suppression tower, elder sun still looked dignified.

"Luo Chuan, this tower contains thousands of evil spirits and is not easy to refine. If you take it by force, nine times out of ten it will bite back. Be careful not to..."

Before elder sun finished, his face suddenly changed. He saw that the Wanjie evil spirit tower suddenly shook, broke free from the shackles of the elders of the Sutra building and flew up.

"Catch it!" elder sun shouted.

As soon as the elders of the Sutra building wanted to fight, they saw the Wanjie evil spirit tower spinning in the air. Then it became smaller and fell unsteadily. It was impartial and could fall into the palm of Luochuan.

Everyone was stunned, including Guangtian Pusheng disciples who secretly watched from a distance.

"Many people say that magic weapons are spiritual. Those who have fate get them. I just believe it when I see them today." elder sun sighed for a long time.

Luochuan left hand tota, spinning and playing.

He is not a predestined person, but the evil spirits in the Wanjie evil spirit tower have been hunted by little bastard. Without the evil spirits, they will not bite back. In addition, Luo Chuan's youyou Taoist method, youyou waste treasure record, can easily recover the Wanjie evil spirit tower without evil spirits.

Raised his head, Luo Chuan looked at the war under the night.

At this moment, the monks of Guangtian Pusheng have retreated 50 miles away, that is, a full 50 miles of land has been occupied by demon monks.

The most terrible thing is not these. In the fifty mile field, the dark blood evil Qi seems to have taken root and sprouted, deeply embedded in the depths of the land and gradually rooted down.

The longer they take, the deeper they are embedded.

"We have to make a quick decision... Elders, what do you think is the target of their attack in the demon sect palace?" Luo Chuan suddenly asked.

"Didn't you invade me?" said a veteran.

"There is always a primary goal." Luo Chuan's eyes flashed.

Elder sun's eyes brightened: "is it..."

"Yes, of course, it's the ten thousand demon absolute heaven palace. There are tens of thousands of demons imprisoned there." Luo Chuan stretched out his hand and pointed to the giant Avenue palace in the Southeast: "elder sun, first of all, you have to give play to your authority and summon everyone to the ten thousand demon absolute heaven palace to guard there. The Tongtian battle regiment of the demon cult palace is bound to launch a fierce attack, and then..."

"You summon the cannon fodder camp and attack from the belly and back." elder sun whispered.

"Not bad. Although this move is simple, it is the most effective." Luo Chuan nodded.

Elder sun frowned and looked still dignified. The haze in his heart did not fade because of Luo Chuan's "wonderful strategy".

"Then... Give it a try." elder sun patted Luo Chuan on the shoulder and smiled reluctantly: "anyway, you have done your utmost to Guangtian Pusheng. Guangtian Pusheng will never forget."

With that, elder sun called the elders of the Sutra building, flew to the four directions of the Taoist school, and summoned the monks of the Taoist school to guard the ten thousand demon Jue heaven palace.

Looking at the elders with frowns and dignified faces, Luo Chuan knew that they were not sure about themselves. Subconsciously, he didn't believe that the cannon fodder camp could defeat the Tongtian battle regiment that shocked the nine celestial realms.

Although elder sun also described the Tongtian battle group as extraordinary, Luo Chuan believed that his cannon fodder camp would never lose to any fighting group between heaven and earth, especially the cannon fodder camp after Dad preached and taught the law.

Even Luo Chuan can't wait to see how much and to what extent the cannon fodder camp has improved compared with the past.

"Young master Luo!"

A woman's cry sounded behind him.

Luo Chuan turned his head and saw elder martial sister Wang of Tianxing Shengmen with an eager face.

Elder martial sister Wang Youyu followed Bai Yiqing to Guangtian Pusheng. She has become the abandoned son of Tianxing holy gate. Her fate and future are closely linked with Luo Chuan.

However, in addition to Wang Youyu, nearly a thousand other young disciples of Guangtian Pusheng Taoist schools also looked at Luochuan with worship, admiration and expectation. Although they were silent, their eyes had explained everything.

Luo Chuan smiled faintly and nodded to several acquaintances such as Hei childe and Huang Wei. Then he held the pagoda in his hand and turned into a group of Shenhua and flew to the sky.

"I hope Luo Daoyou's cannon fodder camp can defeat that regiment."

"Certainly. In the cannon fodder camp, there are strong people who escaped from the sad and cold days together with the White Dragon Emperor. It's no problem to clean up the demon cult palace."

"Yes, Luo Daoyou is relying on the cannon fodder camp to gain a foothold in the chaos of Outland and become a demon king. It's natural to deal with the demon cult palace."

"Taoist Luo is really powerful. He is a demon king in the wild land. Now he has become the great Dharma Master of Guangtian Pusheng. At the same age, the gap is so big... I will serve Taoist Luo all my life."

"Yes, so is Ben Tao."

The disciples of all academies, who were regarded as the last firewood of Guangtian Pusheng, talked about it one after another, and their words were full of admiration and admiration. Even if they mentioned the identity of Luochuan demon king, they were calm and peaceful, and the previous hatred and hostility had long disappeared.

"No! I'm going to Wanyao Jue heaven palace! Everyone is working hard. How can we live here!" a young monk suddenly shouted. It's Liu Yufa, who lives on the first floor with Luo Chuan.

"Yes, even brother Luo is desperate to come back to help Guangtian Pusheng. We have no reason to steal lives here." Huang Wei nodded heavily.

"So is Ben Tao!"

"Come on! Let's go together. One more person can help at least!"

"Hold the ten thousand demon Jue Tian palace! Hold the Guangtian universal saint!"

The young disciples of the Taoist school were full of blood. Many people looked at the white robed figure of the Taoist pagoda flying high in the moonlight, with longing and envy in their eyes, but more deep respect.

Soon, the woods in front of guangshengdao palace were empty.

In the three thousand mile guangtianpu holy road courtyard, a stream of people poured into the ten thousand demon Jue heaven palace.