The Holy Land of Eternal Life, the Dojo.
"do you died?"
Tens of thousands of hostile monks looked up at the sky with nervous expressions.
"He will die! The chaotic lightning in the clouds can kill even the powerful Earthline Dzogchen masters alive."
"His little Luo Fu is just the dregs of the Palace Soul Realm."
A short and fat monk sneered.
The powerful man on the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace's Heavenly Ranking, his eyes narrowed, and he said coldly: "The scum of the Palace Soul Realm, why couldn't you kill him just now?"
"You mean, just now, thousands of us joined forces and couldn't kill even one scum?"
The pudgy monk was choked to death: "Ah this... Fellow Taoist Wang Zhong, that's not what I meant."
Wang Zhong narrowed his eyes: "To belittle the enemy excessively is to belittle oneself."
"Just now Luo Fu had a clear goal and rushed directly into the clouds. There must be a reason for him."
"He must have full confidence in his body-protecting sword curtain."
In the dojo, no one spoke.
A large number of facts show that Luo Fu is more than just a reckless fool.
As for what Luo Fu was going to do when he rushed to the clouds.
You can figure it out with your toes.
For a moment, the monks of the Ten Thousand Dao Alliance were worried.
"Are we still chopping down trees?"
"hack!"
A monk pulled out his giant ax and came to the ancient tree.
The moment he was about to swing the axe, the ancient tree suddenly trembled slightly.
"Um!?"
"The ancient tree has moved!"
"Oh no, Luo Fu is not dead after all!"
"He's picking Dao Yanling Fruit on it!"
The entire dilapidated dojo exploded.
When they thought that Luo Fu could get something for nothing and pick the spiritual fruits at will, the monks at the scene were all trembling with anger.
…
Above the clouds, the crowns of ancient trees.
Luo Fu frowned.
"how so?"
He stabilized his mind, grabbed a Dao Yan Spirit Fruit again, and pulled hard.
Wow!
Large branches were pulled and swayed hugely.
But that Spirit-Evolving Fruit was as stable as a mountain, motionless!
"Can't pull it off?"
Luo Fu exhaled a long breath and said to himself: "This won't work. This sword curtain won't last long."
"This sword curtain is dissipating on its own every moment. I'm afraid it will completely disappear in an hour at most."
The sword curtain formed by this defensive sword energy is no ordinary sword energy.
It was transformed by Xiahou Tianyang's "Sword Heart".
Ordinary sword energy, once out of the control of the monks, will dissipate between heaven and earth in a short period of time.
The sword energy derived from the sword heart can last longer.
But this kind of sword energy is extremely rare and cannot be derived casually.
Now that it has been displayed, it must be harvested, otherwise the price of consuming a sword energy will be too high.
"No chaos." Luo Fu muttered.
"Could it be that this ancient tree, like the previous Immortal Pond Jade Bottle, is a product of the Immortal Realm."
"Can't you pick off the spiritual fruit by mortal means?"
"..."
"Jinghong Immortal Sword!"
Luo Fu shook his right arm, and the Jinghong Immortal Sword flew out from between his eyebrows and fell into his palm.
He held the fairy sword in his hand, took a deep breath, then focused his eyes, and used the tip of the fairy sword to pry the base of the Dao Yanling Fruit.
Bo!
A white-gold Dao Yan Spirit Fruit fell in response!
! !
Luo Fu didn't expect that it would be so easy for the fairy sword to pry off the Dao Yan Spirit Fruit!
So much so that he was not prepared and actually lost the Spirit-Evolving Fruit.
The white-gold Dao Yan Spirit Fruit fell all the way, penetrated the clouds, and fell into the dojo.
Bang!
Tens of thousands of hostile monks watched helplessly as a Taoist spirit fruit fell from the sky and landed under the ancient tree.
After a moment of silence.
All the hostile monks present were furious!
"He is indeed still alive, and he is indeed picking the Taoist Spirit Fruit!"
"Cao Cao Cao, Luo Fu, you are such a slut, please stop it!"
"Luo Fu, if you are a man, get out of here and fight for the Dao Yan Spirit Fruit in an open and fair manner!"
"Yes, you are hiding up there to steal fruit. What kind of man are you?"
Tens of thousands of monks pointed to the sky and cursed angrily.
The monks were frightened, angry, panicked and anxious, but there was nothing they could do about Luo Fu.
On the canopy.
The corners of Luo Fu's mouth raised slightly: "Oh? The Jinghong Immortal Sword can indeed pry the spirit fruit."
"So, this is indeed a fairy tree."
"But the fairy tree should bear fairy fruits, not spiritual fruits."
"Haha, it seems that there should be a true immortal-level formation hidden under this ancient tree, and there should be an immortal root hidden under that formation!"
"Excellent!"
"After I take the fruit first, and then clear the obstacles, I can take out the immortal root."
"However, the duration of this sword curtain is not long enough for me to practice on the spot."
"Yes!"
Luo Fu smiled slightly and suddenly swayed on the tree crown.
The strong body swayed lightly for a distance, and the Jinghong Immortal Sword in his hand quickly held a sword flower!
BOO BOO BOO BOO!
More than a dozen Dao Yan Spirit Fruits fell off in response!
As Luo Fu released a soft wind, all the fruits were swept over and collected into the spiritual ring.
Immediately afterwards, large swaths of white-gold fruits swayed out again, passing quickly by both sides of Luo Fu.
The Jinghong Immortal Sword, in Luo Fu's hand, swung into a shadow and moved like a spiritual snake!
Perfect sword marks flashed, and pieces of white-gold fruits fell off one after another.
In just half an hour, Luo Fu had collected twelve thousand Dao Yan Spirit Fruits!
Such an astonishing speed was enough to drive the Ten Thousand Dao Alliance crazy.
That's all because of the Dao Yan Spirit Fruit, which can only be pried off one by one.
Otherwise, none of the spiritual fruits that fill the tree crown would be left behind.
Luo Fu paused briefly and checked the situation of the sword curtain.
Of the thirty-six small swords, only sixteen were left, still struggling to maintain the sword curtain.
Luo Fu nodded slightly: "It's pretty much what I predicted. Within an hour, the sword curtain will dissipate."
"continue!"
Luo Fu rose into the air, and the Jinghong Immortal Sword struck out like an afterimage in his hand.
There are only three quarters of an hour left before the sword curtain disappears!
Luo Fu stopped.
After checking the spirit ring, there were 20,04 Daoyan spirit fruits lying inside the spirit ring. The white gold sparkled and was coveted.
"call……"
"It's almost time, it's time to go."
Before leaving, Luo Fu looked back at the tree full of fruits and said calmly: "When I come back, I will dig up this ancient tree and collect all the spiritual fruits."
After saying this, he bowed slightly and stood on a branch.
Then, the body sank, rebounded by the bow, and the whole person shot away with a whoosh like an arrow from the string!
This ejection spans thousands of feet, nearly seven miles away!
Over the vast no-fly zone, Luo Fu's body naturally fell and fell through the chaotic sea of clouds.
The gray sea of clouds was left behind, and when he could see things again, he was right at the entrance to the Temple of Eternal Life.
Luo Fu had just penetrated the clouds, and his pair of starry eyes narrowed slightly.
Aiming at the entrance of the temple, in the open space of the Eternal Forest, he suddenly swung his arm!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Eighteen pillars of the teleportation array burst down.
Boom!
All foundation columns are inserted vertically into the ground and sink quickly.
A huge and extraordinary teleportation array diagram was quietly taking shape!
at the same time.
Deep inside the temple, inside the dojo.
"Look at the sky to the south, it's Luo Fu coming down!"
"Hurry up, hurry up! Don't let him escape, he must have stolen a lot of spiritual fruits!"
Tens of thousands of hostile monks mobilized as soon as they discovered Luo Fu!
The monks from the Ten Thousand Dao Alliance were running like a tide, all with red eyes and veins popping out on their necks, running as fast as they could.
In the sight of this group of angry monks, the world and everything disappeared, only Luo Fu!
The only one who "robbed" their Daoyan Spirit Fruit was the thief!
"Luofu dog thief, keep our Daoyan spirit fruit!"
Temple entrance.
Luo Fu, who landed on the ground, finally threw out a small fish jade pendant.
The jade pendant was as fast as lightning and accurately inserted directly into the eye of the teleportation array!
At the same time, tens of thousands of hostile monks arrived at the entrance of the temple.
Luo Fu happened to land in the teleportation array.
The monks of the Ten Thousand Dao Alliance took action collectively, and the power of attributes and the power of the techniques surged in like a tidal wave!
Luo Fu turned a deaf ear, forming seals with his hands and looking like a torch.
Buzz!
The teleportation formation emits dazzling light.
call!
All the power of the attributes and the power of the techniques instantly overwhelmed the teleportation array.
The next moment, the scene was quiet.
"do you died?"
All the monks from the Ten Thousand Dao Alliance rushed forward to check.
But Luo Fu's body was not seen.
"Did you get smashed to pieces by our attack?"
"It must be! Otherwise what about others."
Wang Zhong frowned, glanced around, and said to the other three strong men on the Tianbang: "Three fellow Taoists."
"Just now, I seemed to see the light of a formation flashing away."
"Is it an illusion?"
The three people looked at each other.
"I didn't see it. Our attack just now blocked the line of sight. I didn't see any formation flashing."
"Even if Luo Fu arranged the formation, wouldn't he still be dead? The formation must not have taken effect."
Wang Zhong nodded: "Hey, let this little beast die so easily. It's an advantage for him."
"Let's go back to the dojo!"
"Eh? Then, who is it that killed Luo Fu? Who should get the reward of a top-quality mineral vein?"
Wang Zhong sneered: "Of course, whoever is the strongest among us will be the one who kills Luo Fu."
…
Outside the Fairy Pond Forest.
Forty thousand Penglai Divine Sect monks sat on the ground with their eyes closed.
They have finished practicing in the spirit pool and are silently practicing the sub-immortal level skills at this moment.
suddenly.
On the empty ground, a huge formation appeared out of thin air!
All Penglai Divine Sect monks collectively opened their eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the huge formation diagram flashed with light!
A figure has appeared in the formation.
"Ha! It's Junior Brother Luo Fu!"
"Junior Brother Luo Fu is back!"
More than 40,000 fellow disciples swarmed forward and surrounded Luo Fu.
Among the crowd, Fang Lucuan, Nalan Fu, and Fang Qingxue squeezed out of the crowd and came to Luo Fu.
Fang Luxuan looked surprised at first, and then became worried: "Luo Fu, turn around!"
Luo Fu knew what Fang Luxuan was thinking, so he opened his arms, turned his body in a circle, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm unscathed."
Seeing that Luo Fu was not injured, Fang Luxuan breathed a sigh of relief and said happily: "But there is something gained?"
Luo Fu didn't say anything, and with a crash, he dumped 20,000 Spirit-Evolving Fruits on the ground.
The moment they saw the Daoyan Spirit Fruit, all 40,000 disciples were stunned.
Nalan Fu stared at the massive spiritual fruit, his face changing: "What is this? Such pure spiritual power!"
Fang Luxuan also wondered: "Ah, the spiritual power in these fruits is actually stronger than the spiritual liquid in the spiritual pool!"
Luo Fu announced the relevant information about Daoyan Spirit Fruit on the spot.
All the fellow disciples were overjoyed and cheered.
Luo Fu said: "There are 20,04 spirit fruits here, and there are at least hundreds of thousands, or even 200,000 spirit fruits on the ancient trees in the Holy Land."
"We have to go back and grab all the remaining spiritual fruits."
Fang Luxuan shook her head: "Luo Fu, this is unwise."
"Each person can only eat four spiritual fruits. Even if the twenty thousand spiritual fruits are gathered together, they are only enough for five thousand fellow disciples."
"But you saw it before in Falling Dragon Canyon. In the same realm, the opponent's five thousand monks chased fifteen thousand of our fellow disciples to the sky and to the earth."
"At this time, it is too unrealistic for five thousand of us to go back and snatch the fruits from the hands of ten thousand enemies."
Nalan Fu nodded: "I agree with Lu Xuan's statement. Most of our fellow disciples here have only practiced the sub-immortal level skills to the seventh or eighth level."
"But the other party is both at the ninth level. The average strength of both of us is very different."
Luo Fu smiled slightly: "No need to worry."
"All disciples who have reached the ninth level of cultivation will be the first to swallow the spiritual fruit."
"If there are not enough people, disciples of the eighth level will fill the gap."
"You five thousand people are only responsible for disrupting the opponent's convenience."
"Leave the main battlefield to me."
