Chapter 338 Old Luo, how about I give you an apprentice?

"ah."

Lu Chuan roared.

The voice was like that of a wild beast.

The next moment, another power, seemingly from nowhere, suddenly erupted from the deepest part of his body.

"An indestructible body".

He poured the last bit of true energy he had squeezed out of his body into this rudimentary supernatural power.

hum.

A layer of dark golden light appeared on the surface of the body.

It helped him withstand some of the oppressive force coming down from above.

At the same time, the immortal body is once again operating at overcapacity.

They forcibly set the broken leg bone.

Lu Chuan suddenly looked up.

A terrifying blood-red light burst forth from his eyes.

They actually started to stride forward, braving the terrifying pressure, and charged towards Buzhou Mountain.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

The dark golden light on his body quickly cracked under the pressure.

Then it exploded with a bang.

There was no defense.

An immense pressure slammed down on him without reservation.

Lu Chuan suddenly lowered his body.

His knees slammed heavily onto the hard sand, creating two deep craters.

Fresh blood gushed from his seven orifices.

But he did not fall.

He still gripped the ground tightly with both hands, tilted his head back, and roared at the towering mountain peak.

"Luchuan in the South City".

"I request an audience with my master, Luo Gucheng."

"Please, Master, help me."

"Saved hundreds of millions of people in the southwestern region of the human race."

The voice was harsh and hoarse, a desperate gamble.

That was his final lament.

It is also a hope.

However, there has still been no response.

Lu Chuan gave a bitter laugh, and the taut string finally snapped.

The last bit of strength in his body was drained.

His arms went limp, and he collapsed heavily onto the sand.

He could no longer move.

Just as he fell.

Buzhou Mountain seemed to be completely enraged by his charge and roar.

The sacred site of the sage is inviolable.

A destructive pressure ten times stronger than before.

It quickly condensed in mid-air.

It transformed into an invisible giant hand and slammed down hard on Lu Chuan on the ground.

If this is confirmed to be true...

Let alone a five-star Martial Emperor.

Even a nine-star Martial Emperor or a Martial Venerable expert would be instantly crushed into a pile of minced meat.

Even the soul will be completely obliterated.

But Lu Chuan could only close his eyes in despair.

He was powerless to resist.

Die.

Then die.

……

midair.

Xiang Meng, who was watching the show, was stunned when he heard Lu Chuan shout those words.

"What?"

"Luchuan in Nancheng?"

"I request an audience with Master Luo Gucheng?"

The next moment, his eyes widened in shock.

"Saving hundreds of millions of people in the southwest region?"

"The Martial Emperor of the Southwest Region?"

"Old Luo's apprentice."

This kid really is Old Luo's apprentice.

When did this happen?

How come I've never heard Lao Luo mention this before?

Moreover, this kid is from the south of the city.

Isn't Nancheng just in the southwest region?

Xiang Meng's mind was in complete chaos, but his body reacted much faster than his brain.

The destructive pressure was already fully formed and was about to kill Lu Chuan on the spot.

"Go to hell."

Xiang Meng cursed loudly.

His figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

Immediately afterward, just as the invisible giant hand was about to strike Lu Chuan's body at the last second...

Xiang Meng's tall figure appeared out of thin air.

He didn't even bring his axe.

He swung his fist, the size of a sandbag, and slammed it hard into the terrifying pressure above his head.

"Distribute it to me."

A furious roar.

The violent martial saint's true essence poured out from his fist.

Rumble.

The two forces collided violently in mid-air.

The surrounding space was instantly transformed into a black vacuum zone.

That saintly aura was powerful enough to suppress and kill a nine-star Martial Emperor.

Under Xiang Meng's punch, it was directly shattered into pieces, turning into countless gusts of wind that scattered in all directions.

Xiang Meng then withdrew his fist.

Looking down at Lu Chuan, who lay on the ground, his life hanging in the balance, he realized he was in danger.

"Kid, you're lucky to be alive."

……

At this time, on Mount Buzhou.

Luo Gucheng returned to his main hall after speaking with the two old men.

Therefore, Lu Chuan roared from the foot of the mountain.

He didn't hear it.

Even a sage, though powerful, cannot constantly extend his divine sense to cover the entire mountain.

Moreover, Luo Gucheng is very anxious right now.

The summons from that place are becoming more and more frequent.

He must seize the time to cultivate.

Inside the main hall.

Luo Gucheng sat cross-legged on the futon, his eyes closed.

The surrounding spiritual energy surged wildly towards him.

It caused the true energy within his body to surge like a river, producing a thunderous sound.

The space of the entire hall became somewhat distorted.

Luo Gucheng's figure looked blurry.

It felt as if it might disappear from this space at any moment.

He is trying his best to adjust his condition.

Make sure you don't hold anyone back once you get there.

However, just as he reached the most crucial moment in his cultivation, a loud shout suddenly came from outside the main hall.

"Old Luo."

"Old Luo."

"Luogu City".

"I'm back."

Luo Gucheng frowned and opened his eyes helplessly.

The surrounding true energy gradually subsided, and people looked towards the entrance of the main hall.

"Didn't that blockhead leave?"

"Why are you back again?"

Luo Gucheng was puzzled.

next moment.

The main hall door was kicked open with a bang.

Xiang Meng strode in.

What puzzled Luo Gucheng was that this guy was actually holding a person covered in blood in his arms.

As soon as Xiang Meng entered, he started shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Old Luo, do you want it for your apprentice?"

"Who is this person?"

Luo Gucheng frowned.

"apprentice?"

"What kind of apprentice do I want?"

It's no wonder Luo Gucheng didn't recognize Lu Chuan.

Rather, he simply wouldn't even consider Lu Chuan as a potential candidate.

The person in Xiang Meng's arms was covered in blood scabs, making it impossible to even see their facial features.

more importantly.

The disciple he took in from the desolate mountains outside the South City more than half a year ago was only a Grand Martial Master.

How could it be possible to cross such a forbidden area as the 100,000-mile-long mountain range?

They came all the way to Buzhou Mountain in the Western Regions.

Xiang Meng carefully placed the blood-soaked figure in his arms on the floor of the main hall before rolling his eyes in annoyance.

"who."

"Of course it's your disciple in name only."

"The one in the south of the city."

"Goodness, this kid has the stubbornness of a mule."

"I was almost killed by the oppressive force of Mount Buzhou."

"If I had acted even half a step later, you could have been coming down the mountain to collect his corpse."

Luo Gucheng was suddenly startled.

"What?"

"You mean he's the one from the south of the city?"

The next moment, he stood up and quickly walked to Lu Chuan's side.

He still didn't believe it.

This is utter nonsense.

A great martial arts master was able to traverse the forbidden zones of humanity and arrive here in just six months.

This is simply a fantasy.

Without hesitation, Luo Gucheng released his divine sense, which directly enveloped the blood-soaked man on the ground.

next second.

He froze on the spot.

In the instant his divine sense was released, he clearly sensed the aura of the Sword Forging and Soul Nourishing Technique.

Sword-forging and Soul-Nourishing Technique.

It really was the Sword Forging and Soul Nourishing Technique.

How is that possible?

In the whole world, besides himself, the only person who knows the art of sword forging and soul nurturing is the young man he taught in Nancheng half a year ago.

This is absolutely genuine.

……