Chapter 1199

Canghai academy, monk hunhai, disciple of Shengdao academy, roupang, cannon fodder camp, Emperor Yao Yu, Luo Chuan... With everyone's full efforts, we have built a Taoist power barrier guarding Canghai academy!

The bloody moon wheel is like the fist of the peerless demon God, madly impacting the Taoist power barrier!

In the twinkling of an eye, the Taoist power barrier was full of holes and fragmented. Many monks were blown out and fell to the ground in pain. In the end, there were only two Taoist power barriers gathered by the second generation of masters of Canghai academy and Luo Chuan.

Pop!

Another side of the barrier broke, and the second generation of masters of Canghai academy flew out upside down, looking pale and bleak, staring at the last side of the barrier.

Finally, the barrier built by Luochuan, cannon fodder camp and Emperor Yao Yu was broken like a mirror.

Boom! The barrier is broken!

The friars of the cannon fodder camp retreated one after another, and their steps were disordered. Luo Chuan retreated two steps. His face was slightly white, but he was relieved, but his eyes were still dignified.

At the same time that the last barrier broke, the first wave of attack of the blood colored moon wheel was also exhausted. Between the sky and sea in the distance, the mother and fetus of the blood colored moon wheel changed back to the crescent again, returned to the beginning, and began a new round of expansion.

"Hum, I was blocked."

"The first round is just luck. They have done their best. The cliffs and the steps of the heavenly book have been broken. The only person who can block the moon wheel is that man."

"But that man only needs one shot. Even if Canghai academy is completely defeated, the leader is good at calculation. I have to admire it this time."

The three masters of the demon Palace on the Dragon whale were relaxed, with a teasing smile on their faces.

They knew that as long as they did it again, the monks in Canghai academy would not be able to resist, and they could not escape, let alone take the initiative.

This time, not only the demon Taoism palace, but also nearly half of the vassal forces of the demon Taoism palace.

There are more and more evil forces gathering in xiangcanghai Academy. Each sect sends experts, ranging from hundreds to tens. Each evil cultivation expert is full of red light in his eyes. Looking at the crumbling Academy on the top of the mountain, he looks excited and greedy, like a jackal who can finally eat quickly.

Among the forces in the west, Jiao xingba, the leader of Tianjiao cave, has complex eyes. Looking at the faint white robe on the top of the mountain, he is both happy and worried. On that day, outside Qiwu Town, he was robbed of his savings for many years by Luo Chuan and left an unknown blood mark. He was naturally sad and angry. After he went back, he was restless, hoping that Luo Chuan would have bad luck early. But when Luochuan's last day really came, he had a deep fear and fear in his heart. Once Luochuan died, who can solve the blood seal that had been fused with him?

It's all right. I really can't. I have to beg the Lord of the temple! No matter how much you pay, you should remove the blood mark.

Canghai academy is doomed to death. Luo Chuan's choice of the right path is a thorn in the eye of the demon Taoist temple. Naturally, he can't escape death... That's the only way.

All evil friars are waiting silently for the second round of attack and the most terrible man in Canghai Academy.

In Canghai academy, the orthodox monks are also waiting.

Today, everyone knows that only that person can turn the tide and reverse today's defeat.

The second generation of masters were depressed and full of pain.

They all know that if the master takes action, he will be able to repel the demon Taoist temple, but... In his current situation, he can't take action.

Even if he can repel the demon Taoist temple today, his injury can no longer be healed.

The day of the comeback of the demon Taoist temple was the day when Canghai Academy was defeated.

Luo Chuan's eyes twinkled, pinched out a seal in his hand, and sent it out while the demon Taoist temple was accumulating strength.

In the twinkling of an eye, the seal was attached to the mountains where Canghai Academy was located and flew towards the great freedom country.

"Are you..."

When Shizu Yu looked at Luo Chuan, a touch of hope flashed in his eyes.

"Looking for the second way reinforcements," Luo Chuan said.

"Great freedom country?" Shizu surnamed Yu nodded, shook his head, smiled bitterly, and the expectation in his eyes disappeared.

He nodded because he knew that Luo Chuan didn't say that the first way of reinforcements refers to Guangtian Pusheng, but the so-called second way of reinforcements, daziguo... Daziguo has Xuanwen Town, is not afraid of the demon Taoist temple, and there is no problem of lips dying and teeth cold. As early as after the great free country leader was seriously ill, the relationship between Canghai academy and the great free country has gone from bad to worse. Today, he will never come to the rescue.

Feeling the loss and despair of the second generation of masters, Luo Chuan whispered, "don't worry, they will come."

The second generation of masters shook their heads and smiled bitterly, but they didn't speak.

"It's too late!"

Just then, a sharp voice sounded.

The crowd turned to see Liu Hejun's cold face, looked at the bloody moon not far away, and said calmly, "the second round of attack is coming. Even if you can invite reinforcements, it's too late."

A deep sigh sounded in the crowd, as if they were infected. The mood of despair echoed in the hearts of the monks on the top of the mountain. Even the disciples of the holy Taoist school who had begun to have fearless heart before, their morale gradually decreased, their eyelids drooped, their heads drooped, and their blood was gradually passing away.

However, only Xi Guang always stood firmly behind Luo Chuan, and the enthusiasm in his eyes was not dim, but intensified.

Because he knew that the man in front of him was the legend of saving Guangtian Pusheng in danger that year. He didn't know where the confidence came from. Maybe it was because Luo Chuan was there, or maybe it was because even he didn't find out that his Tao heart was completely accessible.

Soon, most of the blood moon between the sky and the sea had been completed, and there was still no movement in the direction of the big free country on the other side of the continent.

The last glimmer of hope was dashed. The morale of the righteous friars had fallen to the bottom, and many friars wanted to retreat again. But at this time, Canghai Academy was surrounded into an iron bucket, and the retreat was broken, leaving only a dead end.

Liu Hejun looked at Luo Chuan with a sarcastic look on his face. Unknowingly, his mind had become a devil. He was infected by the evil spirit outside the Academy, and the first evil nature was brewing quietly from the bottom of his heart.

The distance between blood moon and perfection is only the last corner. Between heaven and sea, it becomes blood purgatory again.

At this time, the bell of Canghai academy sounded.

The bell rings four times a day, which is unprecedented in the history of Canghai Academy.

The second generation of masters turned back one after another and looked into the depths of Canghai Academy. Their eyes trembled and their despair was reflected in their words.

The friars could not guess what the bell meant.

The founder of Canghai academy, the scholar who was once arrogant and could compete with Jiulong king, is finally going to pass the pass!

The sea friars just wanted to cheer, but when they saw the desperate eyes of the second generation of masters, their hearts were also a little cold. At the time of life and death, people's feelings are often the most sensitive and effective. Although they can't guess why the second generation of masters are so desperate and unwilling to be sad and angry, they all vaguely understand that maybe the appearance of that person is the worst situation.

Dang, Dang, dang

As the bloody moon became more and more complete, a lunar halo was about to appear, and the bell continued to ring.

One, two, three

Until the third sound, some disciples of Canghai academy couldn't bear the collapse. They knelt on their knees and covered their faces and cried bitterly.

A bleak, dull and panic atmosphere enveloped the monks of Canghai Academy.

When the bell rang the fifth, somewhere in Canghai academy, the only intact Sutra library began to tremble and shake.

Buzz!

An unwilling roar came from the Sutra building, and thousands of sutras roared together. Numerous and complex and mysterious moral artistic conception poured out of the Sutra building and shot into the sky.

Everyone can feel the reluctance and rage in the howling.

Ten thousand scriptures have no intention but have intention. These rare scriptures contain the supreme principles of heaven and earth, just like a famous sage with his own unique thought. At present, the building of Canghai academy is about to collapse. Once occupied, these treasures will fall into the hands of the devil even if they are not destroyed. Wanjing has a mind and vaguely understands the current situation. Naturally, she is sad and angry!

The ten thousand sutras roared together, and morality soared to the sky. For the Shizu disciples of Canghai academy, it was definitely a great opportunity to yearn for epiphany.

But now, who is still in the mood to understand the Tao?

Wan Jing was unwilling to do so, so they gathered together and collided with the bloody moon.

Bang!

The bloody moon wheel flickered slightly, and the gathered Moon Halo was scattered for a few minutes, but it soon condensed again.

Ten thousand scriptures returned in vain. Although they were unwilling, they were unable to launch a second attack.

Finally, the bloody moon wheel between the sky and the sea completed its second preparation.

The killing machine is surging, the sea and sky are colorless, and everyone in Canghai academy is pale. In sharp contrast, the magicians laugh wildly and proudly.

Dang, dang... The bell has sounded seven times, and it is only two times away from the man's exit.

Xi Guang was the first to find something strange. In front of him, Luo Chuan's eyes were half closed and half open, but he seemed to fall into a mysterious and mysterious state.

Dang!

The eighth ring!

The monks of Canghai academy looked into the depths of the academy and felt a pain like a knife gouging out.

Luo Chuan's eyes suddenly opened, suddenly suspended and sat in the air. With the eighth bell falling, two groups of miraculous brilliance appeared in his eyes, gradually becoming hazy, but as deep as chaos.

Dang... The ninth bell just sounded, as if it had been covered immediately. Before all the sound fell, it melted into the air and stopped suddenly.

More and more friars found Luo Chuan's difference and turned to look. They were shocked, but their faces were different.

"I've realized the Tao... Such a genius... What a pity..." Yu Shizu glanced at Luo Chuan, looked expressionless and shook his head.

For the fallen Canghai academy, a genius's Epiphany has long been insignificant.

Not far from the bloody moon, the halo is full and is about to complete the final preparation.

Buzz!

Just then, a Qi machine rose from Luochuan's head!

The moral mood roared up. It seemed that it was inspired by the morality of the ten thousand classics, but it was outstanding. It stood proudly above the ten thousand classics. As soon as it rose, it attracted the morality of the ten thousand classics to bow together.

Luo Chuan's eyes closed and immediately opened. A hazy fog appeared in front of him, which looked like a fog cocoon. It seemed that he was ready to be born!

Xi Guang looked respectfully at Luo Chuan. He was excited. He vaguely felt that something was about to happen.

"This is..."

The master surnamed Yu raised his head fiercely, stared at the Qi machine on Luo Chuan's head, his eyes trembled, and difficult to highlight four words: "get the Tao... Sutra?"

As soon as his voice fell, waves gushed out of Luo Chuan's hands, as if he could no longer control them, and suddenly spread in all directions.

The magic river of time enveloped Canghai Academy in an instant, and Canghai academy sank into the magic river of time, erratic and looming. The bloody moon wheel between the sky and the sea jumped up. The potential was full, but it seemed to be looking for a target and did not launch an attack immediately.

In the eyes of thousands of glowing and infinite expectations, Luo Chuan raised his head slightly, stood up and stepped into the void for seven steps.

Inspired by the ten thousand classics, half of the morality and morality that had been brewing for a long time in his heart could no longer endure and was eager to be born!

"Paper!"

"Pen!"

After seven steps, Luo Chuan shouted.

Pop!

A white scroll and a pen flew from the depths of Canghai academy and was smoothly caught by Luo Chuan.

All the monks of Canghai Academy were excited when they followed the prestige. The scroll pen flew from the closed place of the academy Master!

Holding a white paper in his hand, Luo Chuan did not hesitate to hold a pen and write.

Buzz!

The ten thousand sutras sounded in unison, bent down and bowed down to worship.

When the disciples of the holy Tao academy saw the two big words on the leaping paper roll, they were stunned as if they had been hit hard.

For a long time, they looked at Luo Chuan in a daze. The tip of their nose was sour, but their eyes were wet.

The first two words falling with the ink are the classics of time.