Chapter 1215

Luo Chuan blew out with a fist. A circle of transparent water cover floated around member Zhang. On the water cover, two congenital dark patterns fused together emerged, releasing a powerful force.

Bang!

Luochuan was shaken out by the Taoist power of emperor level.

The wave shadow is like a ripple, and the two congenitally mysterious patterns fused together seem to suddenly have life, sending out bursts of buzzing, as if two emperors and powerful men who have advanced Taoism and amazing practice are reading the Taoist Scriptures.

After the sound added to the road force, it rolled up the air wave storm with two columns intertwined together. In the storm, there were two unfathomable moral principles on the road and rolled towards Luochuan.

"I don't believe he won't come to save you."

Zhang Yuanwai painted the congenital dark patterns with one hand, and looked distracted at Luo Chuan. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. His eyes were indifferent, without contempt or ridicule. He just looked very pale, as if there was no white friar in front of him in his eyes.

The storm hit Luochuan in the blink of an eye.

Boom!

The storm broke into two pieces. Luo Chuan took two steps back, took back his arms that shattered the storm, and looked at the old man calmly.

"Oh? His physical cultivation has reached such a level... He is really willing to you, so I don't believe he won't come." member Zhang's expression changed slightly, but he was still full of confidence, and his eyes also changed, as if he were looking at an ant about to be destroyed.

The congenital Xuan pattern was finally engraved. Zhang Yuanwai looked at the retreating followers in the sky and smiled faintly: "well, plus a dying emperor follower, if he doesn't come forward, I really want to admire him."

"He won't come," Luo Chuan said calmly.

"You're so sure, why?" the old man asked.

"Because you can't hurt me. But I can hurt you."

When the voice fell, Luo Chuan's body method was like a shadow in the wave. "Reflected" in front of the old man, he directly stretched out his hand and grabbed the congenital black pattern he had just painted.

"Hahaha, your master didn't tell you not to touch the congenital black pattern with your hand."

Zhang Yuanwai laughed loudly, as if he had found a very funny thing.

Bang!

A loud noise interrupted the laughter outside Zhang.

The Nanhai immortal gourd in Luo Chuan's hand is centered on the congenital dark pattern that will fly out under the outer finger of Zhang.

The four integrated congenital dark patterns are in full bloom, outlining a circle of gorgeous light waves, blocking Zhang Yuanwai's congenital dark patterns.

Zhang Yuanwai frowned and changed his hand to pinch the print. The congenital dark pattern contracted back to the palm. Under the glow of the distant star power, the color began to change, just like a beating Purple Rainbow, suppressing the power of the mysterious God who was anxious to explode.

However, no matter how Zhang Yuanwai pinches the seal, the congenital dark patterns are firmly pressed in his palm by the gourd. No matter how exquisite his technique of controlling the congenital dark patterns is, the gourd with the congenital dark patterns can judge his changes at the next moment. In Zhang Yuanwai's eyes, the overlapping shadow of the gourd is like a big net covering the sky, airtight, and gradually, Zhang felt that there was also a big net at the bottom of his heart, which shrouded his heart and made him out of breath.

Looking at Luo Chuan again, Zhang Yuanwai's eyes finally became different.

Blocking his first move with a gourd can also be explained by luck. After all, the gourd is also a magic weapon integrating congenital dark patterns. However, the congenital dark patterns are the foundation of the Tianmen friar. A powerful Tianmen friar can not only depict the congenital dark patterns that fit the upper Tao, but also use the techniques of the congenital dark patterns, just like the Tianmen friar himself.

However, at present, the follower of the new Tianmen sub emperor has suppressed his technique of releasing congenital dark patterns only by technique, which doesn't surprise Zhang Yuanwai.

The gourd combined with four congenital dark patterns has made him in a dark state of mind, but a friar of the heaven realm who can suppress the action of the monk of the Heaven Gate, the dark patterns, makes him feel cold in his heart.

What does the new emperor Tianmen want to do... What is his idea to cultivate such a young genius who can suppress Tianmen friars?

Click!

Under the countless impacts of Nanhai Xianhu, which integrates four congenital Xuan patterns, the congenital Xuan pattern finally couldn't bear it and broke from it!

The power of the Xuanshen hidden in the Xuanwen finally broke out!

Surging, swaying heaven and earth.

Boom!

The wooden boat under Zhang Yuanwai's feet exploded into powder. In the torrent of Xuanshen, Zhang Yuanwai looked at Luo Chuan, who was retreating, with surprise, confusion and a trace of suspicion in his eyes.

The power of the mysterious God exploded uncontrollably. Zhang Yuanwai was at the core of the explosion. The black pattern mask around him had been shattered by the power of the mysterious God. Without the black pattern protection, his followers were still in the sky. Such an unprotected Tianmen friar was undoubtedly the most vulnerable and easy to be killed.

Zhang Yuanwai's eyes stayed on Luo Chuan. The color of confusion and suspicion in his eyes became stronger and stronger, but it seemed that he didn't notice the smell of death.

Finally, the power of the mysterious God swept from all directions came to him and was about to swallow him in the twinkling of an eye.

Zhang Yuanwai's eyes blinked, and the three integrated congenital dark patterns flew out of his eyes and turned into a violent wave, crushing the power of the mysterious God's explosion in a critical moment.

"Now you know that you can't kill me, but I can kill you."

Luo Chuan's body flashed and appeared in front of member Zhang again. He was a little surprised.

Originally, he thought that the second emperor of Tianmen would die, but he didn't expect that the other party would turn the crisis into safety and easily resolve the crisis without any action. The three syncretized dark patterns that flashed from his eyes were exquisite, far more than the congenital dark patterns he had painted before. Luo Chuan could never think that the congenital dark patterns could still be hidden in the eyelids of the friar of Tianmen, and they were also three syncretized dark patterns containing the power to destroy the sky and the earth.

Looking at Zhang Yuan floating on the sea out of thin air, Luo Chuan was surprised again.

The second emperor of Tianmen from the mysterious organization completely overturned Luo Chuan's understanding of Tianmen friars. His body was as weak as all Tianmen friars. He didn't practice Huangting Lingtai, but he could hide mysterious patterns in his eyes and float in the air without external force. He was no different from ordinary friars... What made Luo Chuan more confused was that he couldn't see how the other friars did it.

If all Tianmen friars in the Ninth Heaven could have this ability, the heaven and earth would definitely be dominated by Tianmen friars.

Luo Chuan's mind is full of thoughts. Looking at the second emperor of Tianmen, Luo Chuan suddenly has a strong interest in the mysterious organization. Of course, it's just interest.

"It's true that the Tao despises the enemy. Apart from the man behind you, you can't get rid of your own genius. However, it's impossible for you to kill the Tao."

Zhang Yuanwai was suspended in the air, quietly watching Luo Chuan with a fist.

Pop!

The sound of air cracking sounded from Luochuan's fist.

Under Luo Chuan's fist, the air was broken, and the figure outside Zhang was also shattered in the broken air, but it was not that his body was blasted by Luo Chuan's fist, but more like the integration of his body and air. Although the air will disappear or disperse after fragmentation, the air will always cycle. In a certain angle, the air will never die.

The same is true of Zhang, who is integrated with the air.

When the air gathered, a faint dark pattern emerged from the air. The dark pattern shook and turned into Zhang Yuanwai.

"You see, you can't kill me."

Zhang Yuanwai looked at Luo Chuan, spread his hand, smiled and said, "the Tianmen friars of the second emperor level, in fact, like the emperor, can hardly be killed unless Xuanjun and Zu Zun make a move. Of course, the premise is to go to the ink building and accept the inheritance of the ink building."

"It can be seen that the person you follow attaches great importance to you. He tries his best to cultivate you at all costs, teach you the magic weapon of integrating black patterns, and even teach you the technique of suppressing congenital black patterns."

"However, you must also feel the gap between him and the Tao. This gap is not a gap in talent and morality, but a gap in understanding Tianmen and Xuanshen. If he is willing to join the organization, the Tao can ensure that he will catch up with the Tao with his water in less than ten years."

"Ben Tao has told you so much that you should understand his intention. If you persuade him, he may consider joining the organization. After all, joining the organization is a win-win situation."

With that, member Zhang hung in the air, put his arms into his sleeves, looked at Luo Chuan with a smile and waited for his reply.

Xuanshenqi machine overflowed from member Zhang's body, but it did not spread.

He was suspended in front of Luo Chuan, just like a mid heaven day, strong, thick, complete, full of divine power.

Luo Chuan explored Tianmen Taoism and returned in vain again. He couldn't find the secret of Zhang Yuanwai's use of Tianmen Xuanshen. But under Zhang Yuanwai's control, even without the protection of his followers, he couldn't find any flaw that killed him. This kind of prestige brings Luochuan a sense of oppression, which is no different from a physically powerful emperor.

Suddenly, an idea came into Luo Chuan's mind, and his drooping eyes lit up slightly.

"If I help you persuade him, what good can I do?" Luo Chuan raised his head and asked.

"If he joins the ink building and improves his strength, it will naturally bring benefits to you." member Zhang said.

"Stingy." Luo Chuan sneered and looked into the distance: "although I am his follower, he has something important to do and has left the sea. If you want to find him, only I can contact him. He told me not to contact him easily, otherwise he will be angry. It's no good for me to contact him and persuade him. I won't do it."

Zhang Yuanwai pondered for a long time and looked at Luo Chuan: "what benefits do you want."

Over the sky, Emperor Yao Yu, who already had an absolute advantage, looked at Luochuan with complex eyes.

The emperor of Tianmen was so powerful that even she was afraid. You can imagine how deep the water behind him was.

If Luo Chuan had not firmly suppressed him and showed the strength that moved the other party, the other party would never give up easily, let alone agree to Luo Chuan's conditions.

But the question is, is it really the right choice to provoke such a bottomless force?

After being stared at by the emperor of the gate that day, it was difficult to keep Luo Chuan's identity of three together for a long time.