"Luo Fu, listen to my advice and run away! Escape from Shenzong, no! You have to escape from Penglai Divine Realm!"
"Otherwise, when Zhao Changyun comes, he won't be able to escape even if he wants to!"
"Then Zhao Changyun covers the sky with one hand in the mortal world, you really can't beat him!"
At this time, a large number of handyman disciples from the Eighty-Eight Peaks also mustered up the courage to stand up and persuade Luo Fu to escape.
Luo Fu stood with his hands behind his back and smiled faintly: "I appreciate your kindness. If Zhao Changyun really has that ability, he can take my life."
At this time, a handyman disciple named Wang Hai stamped his feet anxiously:
"Junior Brother Luo, don't be angry!"
"Then Zhao Changyun is a powerful man at the ninth level of the Spiritual Palace!"
"What's more, he has awakened the thunder-attribute palace soul a few days ago and has become a genuine emperor-level palace soul!"
"Wang Yuejin's strength cannot be compared with Zhao Changyun's!"
The qualifications for an emperor-level palace soul, and the cultivation level of the ninth level of the spiritual palace?
Luo Fu's eyes flashed with disdain, and he said indifferently: "So what?"
"I have made up my mind, you don't need to persuade me anymore."
All the Eighty-eight Peak handyman disciples in the audience were stunned by Luo Fu's arrogant speech.
Go crazy! This kid is absolutely crazy!
At this moment, the five hundred handymen who followed Wang Yuejin finally came to their senses after a long while of shock.
They were not shocked by Luo Fu's strength, but they were shocked that in this world, someone dared to contradict Wang Yuejin, and even dared to kill Wang Yuejin!
"Shut up for fuck's sake!"
A strong handyman stepped forward and shouted angrily:
"Want to escape? Not only you, Luo Fu, can't escape today, but all the people who just made plans for you to escape can't escape either!"
"come!"
"Here!" Four hundred and ninety-nine handyman thugs roared in unison!
The strong man's handyman said coldly: "Leave four hundred people here and guard Luo Fu for me. Don't let this little brat get away!"
"The remaining people, follow me and report to Senior Brother Changyun!"
With that said, the strong man's handyman took out a spiritual boat.
Before leaving, the muscular handyman pointed angrily at Luo Fu's nose and gritted his teeth and said, "You boy, just wait for me!"
"Every word you said today, I will report to Senior Brother Changyun word for word and truthfully!"
"You, wait to die!"
After saying this, the spirit boat turned into a beam of light and soared into the sky.
The handymen at the Eighty-eight Peaks were all dumbfounded as they watched the spirit boat disappear.
The seriousness of today's situation is on the verge of getting out of control!
And the consequences that will ultimately occur are beyond the imagination of all the Eighty-Eight Peaks' handyman disciples.
They seemed to have seen their tragic fate ahead.
The harsh words that the handymen and thugs dropped before leaving made a large number of the handymen in the Eighty-eight Peaks collapse to the ground in fear.
Especially those who had persuaded Luo Fu to escape were full of despair.
However, even though they had guessed what would happen to Eighty-Eight Peak today, it would definitely be tragic.
But they didn't expect that the seriousness of the situation far exceeded their expectations!
Half an hour later.
When the sky full of spirit boats surrounded the entire Eighty-Eight Peaks, making it impossible for them to pass through...
All the handyman disciples of the Eighty-eight Peaks were so frightened that they didn't even dare to move a little finger!
Countless handymen looked up to the sky!
Huge spiritual boats gathered from all directions!
The densely packed spirit boats completely covered the sky!
These spirit boats are like dark clouds in the minds of the Eighty-Eight Peaks' handyman disciples, covering up all their hopes!
"Common servant disciples from the 87th Peak, come to encircle us and follow the orders of Senior Brother Zhao Changyun!"
"The handyman disciples of the Sixteenth Peak, following the order of Senior Brother Changyun, came to surround the Eighty-Eighth Peak!"
"Common servant disciples of the 54th Peak, come and obey Senior Brother Changyun's orders!"
"The seventy-fifth peak..."
"Peak 24..."
"The ninth peak..."
The loud shouts were like spring thunder and war drums, beating hard in the hearts of the Eighty-eight Peak handyman disciples!
Out of control!
The situation is completely out of control!
The handyman disciples of the Eighty-Eight Peaks looked ashen!
As expected, Zhao Changyun can cover the sky with one hand in the world of mortals.
With just one order, he was able to order the ninety-eight off-peak peak servants to respond in a hundred ways!
At least one hundred thousand handyman disciples!
What an amazing appeal this is!
These 100,000 servants are all subordinates of Zhao Changyun. They are the disciples of 5 million servants, and they are bullies full of evil in their eyes!
The handyman disciples throughout the Mortal Realm were often bullied and humiliated by these 100,000 people!
Under the blue sky and white sun, the entire Eighty-eight Peaks, surrounded by countless spirit boats, seemed like a dark night!
Luo Fu stood with his hands behind his hands, raised his eyes slightly, and scanned the impenetrable sea of spirit boats in the sky, but he smiled: "What a grand gesture."
At this moment, in the southeast of the sky, a large number of spirit boats dispersed, leaving a path to heaven.
A spiritual boat filled with golden light slowly sailed into everyone's sight from the road that day.
On the side of the hull of the huge golden spirit boat, there is a big word "Zhao" written with flying phoenixes!
The moment they saw the word "Zhao", the ninety-seven disciples from the side peaks except the eighty-eight peaks all clasped their fists and bowed, shouting loudly.
"Welcome, Senior Brother Changyun is here!"
"We sincerely welcome Senior Brother Changyun!"
The shouts shook the sky!
Every loud shout made the tiny Eighty-eight Peak servants tremble violently.
They are like humble ants waiting for the verdict of their fate. They can only wait helplessly for the trial.
call out!
A sound broke through the air.
Dressed in white robes, a majestic and handsome man jumped off the golden spirit boat.
The strong wind blows on his face, and the face of the man in white robe is filled with the power of a tyrant who looks down upon all things!
Especially as he landed, arcs of electricity crackled all over his body.
The moment the white-robed man's feet landed on the ground, a deafening thunder broke out!
The emperor-level, thunder-attributed palace soul is so terrifying!
In the huge Eighty-Eight Peaks Dojo, the crowd dispersed in all directions.
There were only two people facing each other in the spacious open space.
Luo Fu, Zhao Changyun!
The man in white robe slowly raised his head, and a pair of indifferent eyes swept over him, looking directly at Luo Fu's face.
The man in white robe looked at Luo Fu, as if observing a dying person, and said slowly: "Your name is Luo Fu?"
As Zhao Changyun spoke, the ground and sky across the Eighty-eight Peaks suddenly fell into silence.
A few days ago, Zhao Changyun was practicing in seclusion and awakening the palace soul. He did not go to visit the palace soul test. This was the first time he saw Luo Fu.
Luo Fu looked indifferent, "Since we already know, why ask again."
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
As soon as Luo Fu opened his mouth, soul-stirring roars rang out from all the spirit boats in the sky.
Zhao Changyun, on the other hand, was like a general commanding thousands of troops. He only slowly raised his palm, and the shouts of killing that filled the sky suddenly stopped.
The corners of Zhao Changyun's mouth curved slightly, he looked Luo Fu up and down, and said, "Did you know that Wang Yuejin is my cousin."
"I know." Luo Fu answered calmly.
The smile on Zhao Changyun's face gradually turned cold: "I admire your courage very much."
"From what my subordinates reported, you once said that Wang Yuejin violated the sect's rules?"
Luo Fu looked directly at Zhao Changyun fearlessly and said: "Yes, Penglai Divine Sect, the sect's rules are as iron as iron!"
When Zhao Changyun heard this, he looked up to the sky and laughed.
He raised his finger to the sky and said, "Let me tell you, the sky above the earthly realm is named Zhao!"
"My Zhao family is the master of the mortal realm, and my Zhao family is the heaven of this mortal realm!"
"And my Zhao family's words are the rules, the iron law!"
Zhao Changyun's arrogant and domineering words made Luo Fu deeply realize that the mortal realm had become corrupt to such an extent.
Zhao Changyun's gaze was as bright as a torch, like two sharp swords gleaming with sharp edges, and he shouted: "You are just a sixth-level handyman disciple of the Spiritual Palace."
"Do you know why I, Zhao Changyun, am so aggressive and come to destroy you?"
"It's not that I value you, but that I want the handyman disciples in the entire world to open their eyes and take a good look."
"What will happen if you offend my Zhao family!"
"Now, I give you two choices."
Zhao Changyun's face was filled with coldness: "Kneel down and die to apologize, so I will keep your whole body."
"Second, I will let you die slowly in pain!"
