Luo Fu actually revealed the true identity of the man in black.
The man in black looked shocked, tearing off his mask like a broken jar.
Astonishingly, this person is none other than Han Cang, the chief of Tianzong of Tiandao Wuliang Pavilion!
Obviously, his identity has been revealed, so Han Cang stopped hiding him and immediately laughed ferociously: "Luo Fu, you will die in our hands sooner or later!"
Han Cang's threat did not make Luo Fu feel the slightest fear.
Instead, he said meaningfully: "You?"
"So you admit that besides you, there are higher-level elders who are your people."
Han Cang smiled darkly, a look of determination flashing on his face: "I am caught in your formation, and I will consider myself unlucky if I am caught by you."
"If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please!"
"You are wishful thinking if you want to get something out of me!"
"Penglai Shenzong will never regain its glory!"
"My Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace will surely last forever!"
Luo Fu could tell from Han Cang's attitude that this man came to assassinate him and was determined to die.
Threats and intimidation have no effect on this person.
Luo Fu nodded: "You are loyal enough. No wonder Wandao Immortal Palace will entrust you with important tasks."
"but……"
"Do you know why you can talk to me so well?"
As he spoke, Luo Fu looked around at the formation bases and said calmly: "I made some modifications to this ancient formation after I brought it back."
"It is no longer a simple soul-sealing array, but it also has the effect of allowing the resentment within the array to be driven by me at will."
"You can still speak because I deliberately suppressed the erosion of resentment on you."
Say it.
Luo Fu stretched out a finger and raised it.
In an instant, the resentment surrounding Han Cang suddenly increased!
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Inhuman pain exploded from Han Cang's head!
"Ahhhhh! Luo Fu, hahahaha, just torture me!"
"Hahaha, if I even have half a word to beg for mercy, I will take your last name!"
In the severe headache, Han Cang screamed and laughed wildly, as if he was crazy.
This man's perseverance is amazing.
Luo Fu looked down at Han Cang indifferently and shook his head with regret: "Do you think I tortured you just to make you surrender?"
"Do you think I only know this shallow method?"
"Chief Han Cang, do you look down on me so much?"
Han Cang laughed wildly in pain: "Young man is pretending to be a ghost, if you have the ability, just use it, I will do it!"
"Let's see if I will confess even a single word!"
Luo Fu shook his head, pinched Han Cang's head with one hand, and said, "Torturing you is not to coerce you."
"Do you know what the associated effects will be when a monk's spirit is severely damaged?"
Hearing this, Han Cang suddenly shuddered!
Luo Fu said calmly: "It will be difficult to resist the invasion of spiritual consciousness!"
Say it!
A ray of divine consciousness directly invaded Chief Han Cang's soul through Luo Fu's palm.
"Give it to me now!"
The next moment.
From the center of Han Cang's eyebrows, he shot out a trace of memory uncontrollably!
This scene frightened Han Cang out of his wits.
He never expected that Luo Fu's purpose of torturing him was to recall his memory!
But at this time, Han Cang had a splitting headache and was mentally frustrated, unable to recall his memory at all.
Luo Fu held Han Cang's head with one hand, and at the same time raised his head and stared at the scene formed by the memory recall.
in the screen.
It's a dark room.
The moonlight automatically detoured and avoided a figure in the darkness.
Subsequently, Han Cang's conversation with the figure was word for word, and Luo Fu listened to it and took a clear look at it.
But not until the end of the picture.
Han Cang's memory review could not find any clues about the identity of the mysterious elder.
Luo Fu said thoughtfully, "It seems that you traitors have a very strict hierarchy."
"Your level is far from enough to know the true identity of that mysterious elder."
"In this case, you are of no use anymore."
After saying this, a ball of flames of nine gods and demons burst out from Luo Fu's palm.
Chief Han Cang was burned into a skeleton and turned into ashes!
Then, Luo Fu put away the formation and looked up at the sky.
"That mysterious elder, you think you are doing everything perfectly."
"But one day, you won't be able to help it anymore and get into trouble."
…
Luo Fu returned to Penglai Shenzong on the third day.
On this day, the Penglai Divine Sect opened its doors.
Penglai Shenzong held Penglai sermons and opened the sect so that all casual practitioners from all over the world could join the sect.
Naturally, it is impossible to allow casual cultivators to enter and exit important places within the sect at will.
Therefore, the Penglai preaching dojo was established in the outer sect, Longmen Domain.
On the same day, the Tianzong Competition Ceremony kicked off in full swing.
In order to select candidates for the "Holy Son Ceremony", all disciples from the eleven sects of Tianzong participated in the selection ceremony.
The top five winners can, together with Luo Fu, represent the Penglai Divine Sect to participate in the "Holy Son Ceremony".
During the day, Luo Fu, as the Seventh Holy Son, and Sect Master Nalan appeared at the Tianzong Grand Ceremony and gave a speech.
At night, Luo Fu worked on his Penglai sermon.
"Report to the Taoist Master!"
A Tianzong casual cultivator found Luo Fu and knelt down on one knee.
Luo Fu said: "I said, don't call me Taoist master within our sect."
"But... whatever, the sermon is about to begin, so it's okay to call it this way."
The casual cultivator hurriedly said: "Tao Master, all the famous and powerful practitioners in the casual cultivator world have arrived. As for the other nameless casual cultivators, they are too numerous to count."
"There should be more casual cultivators on their way to our sect."
Luo Fu nodded and said, "Since you are a guest from afar, you must be well received."
The casual cultivator said hurriedly: "This disciple is here just for this matter."
"Are you in trouble?" Luo Fu asked.
The casual cultivator said uneasily: "According to the status of Taoist saints and Taoist immortals from all walks of life, we have set up upper-level mountain palaces, medium-level mountain palaces, and lower-level mountain palaces in the outer sect's Longmen area."
"The arrangements were very thorough, but... a group of unexpected uninvited guests came."
"These guests are beyond our expectations."
"Because the high-quality mountain palace has been booked in advance, these uninvited guests are very dissatisfied."
"Uninvited guest?" Luo Fu frowned slightly.
The casual cultivator said hurriedly: "Yes, there are twelve uninvited guests!"
"One of the forces has a particularly arrogant attitude."
"Come with me quickly. Only you can personally come forward in this matter."
Luo Fu nodded and said, "Let's go."
Outer Sect, Longmen Domain, one of the top mountain palaces.
Yuhua Mountain, Yuhua Palace.
This palace was once the residence of the core elders of the outer sect. It is currently being given away for Taoist-level dignitaries.
Luo Fu stepped into the void and arrived outside Yuhua Mountain.
Immediately, he saw a large number of seriously injured disciples from the outer sect, wailing and being carried down the mountain.
This feeling and scene made Luo Fu's eyes freeze.
With narrowed starry eyes, he glanced at the injured disciples of the outer sect.
It was discovered that these disciples were all injured by the sword!
However, the sword intention to kill them was not clever and should have been done by a monk in the palace god realm.
Then, Luo Fu withdrew his gaze and looked towards the entrance of Yuhua Palace.
But I saw two rows of Palace God Realm monks guarding the gate outside the Yuhua Palace!
These monks at the gate of the palace are the ones who hurt people!
Moreover, there are thirty-six monks in the two columns of Palace God Realm, and they should be someone's followers.
Because Penglai sermons have clear regulations.
Loose cultivators who come to attend sermons can bring their servants with them, but the realm of servants is only allowed to reach the palace god realm.
The casual cultivator, standing next to Luo Fu, pointed angrily at the two rows of monks at the door and said, "Tao Master, look at this, is this unreasonable?"
"We are the hosts!"
"But these casual cultivators have taken control of Yuhua Palace. Not only that, as long as our people get close to Yuhua Palace, they will immediately attack and hurt people!"
"This, this is like a dove occupying a magpie's nest!"
"Rogue cultivators?" Luo Fu stared at the outsiders at the palace gate and said calmly: "They are not casual cultivators."
In the realm of palace gods, there are very few people who can understand the meaning of the sword.
Luo Fu looked directly through the Yuhua Palace gate and said, "Are there any of our people in the palace?"
The casual cultivator disciple hurriedly said: "Yes!"
"The Zhenzong Sage, Xiahou Tianyang, is already inside."
Xiahou Tianyang is the Sword Saint of Poxu. After joining the Penglai Divine Sect, he became the sage of the Zhenzong.
"I heard that the casual cultivators in this palace...oh no, these outsiders have a close relationship with Elder Xiahou."
"Tao Master, do you want to call Elder Xiahou out and ask him to take you in?"
Luo Fu chuckled: "No, I'll go in by myself."
After saying this, Luo Fu landed directly on Yuhua Mountain and walked toward the Yuhua Palace.
When the casual cultivator saw this, his face turned pale with fright: "Tao Master, you must not do this!"
As he said that, the eyes of the casual cultivator disciples revealed a look of fear: "Those two rows of monks are all Palace God's Great Perfection."
"The domineering and fierceness of their swordsmanship is the only thing this disciple has ever seen in his life!"
"Master Tao, your level is too low, you must not be reckless!"
"If you were injured, wouldn't my disciple deserve death?"
This Tianzong casual cultivator is not qualified to enter Canglan Discussion Dao, and he has never seen Luo Fu's sword intention.
I just thought that no matter how strong Luo Fu's sword intent was, it was only the fifth level of the Palace God.
"Oh? Only seen in my life?" The corners of Luo Fu's mouth raised slightly.
"I want to see how domineering and sharp their sword intentions are!"
While talking, Luo Fu had arrived at the entrance of Yuhua Palace.
really.
The two rows of disciples suddenly looked cold and took a step closer to Luo Fu.
Seeing that Luo Fu was only a fifth-level palace god, they all showed contempt.
"This palace has an owner, outsiders are not allowed to enter!"
"If you disobey, you will be responsible for the consequences!"
Luo Fu stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Did you hurt those disciples of our sect just now?"
One of the other monks sneered: "They tried to send me fruits and wine without permission, but they asked for it."
Luo Fu nodded: "It's really rampant."
"I must enter this Yuhua Palace."
The two rows of monks from the other side all had dark eyes.
"Take one step closer and cut off the arm!"
"Take two steps closer and chop off your feet!"
"Take three steps closer and behead!"
Luo Fu's eyes were cold: "Well, you can see clearly."
After saying that, Luo Fu took a step directly.
The thirty-six opposing monks, without saying a word, directly released their overbearing sword intent.
Thirty-six sword intentions are like ten thousand cast steel!
Like the sword that cuts off water!
Like a sky-splitting blade!
Fierce and powerful, as if refined and refined over time!
This kind of sword intent is definitely not something that ordinary palace god realm casual cultivators can comprehend.
Even looking at the entire Canglan casual cultivator world and the Penglai Divine Realm casual cultivator world, there is absolutely no such sword intent!
Very strong!
Ridiculously strong!
The next moment, thirty-six terrifying sword intents were cruelly aimed at Luo Fu's left arm, and they all chopped off.
Luo Fu, on the other hand, just waved his right arm slowly.
Put your fingers together and make a sweeping motion forward.
Ninth level, god-level sword intent!
Wan Cong breaks the army!
With Luo Fu's sweeping sweep of his finger, a huge, dark and gorgeous flower bloomed out of thin air in front of him!
If you look carefully, you will see that the layers of petals are actually composed of tiny sword intents.
The next moment, the big black flower spins crazily!
Whoosh!
Above the black flower, petal sword shadows shot out like a sudden rain.
The thirty-six sword intentions of the thirty-six people on the other side were instantly destroyed by the burst of sword intentions like a shower!
Thirty-six sword intentions were broken, and those thirty-six people were the first to bear the brunt.
The next moment!
Thirty-six people, all with their left arms broken!
The broken arm rose into the air, and blood was shed.
Behind him, the casual cultivator disciple in the sky was stunned by the scene in front of him.
He looked at Luo Fu in disbelief, and after the extreme shock, he became filled with infinite admiration.
Luo Fu, unexpectedly, with just one finger sweep, he severely damaged the thirty-six powerful palace gods!
"Ahhhhh!"
"Damn it, who are you!"
"How dare you break our arms!"
"Do you know where we are from?"
"You little beast, you are in big trouble!"
Luo Fu stood with his hands behind his hands, scanning the thirty-six people with indifferent eyes.
He said calmly: "One more thing, cut off the feet."
"A few more words, beheading."
Thirty-six strong men with broken arms shut up in shock.
