End in person!
A fire hammer was firmly held by the fire spirit and weapon ancestor with four hands at the same time.
clang! clang! clang!
The loud noise that shook the earth, accompanied by the swing of the fire hammer, hit the broken sword again and again.
The broken sword has been repaired to 90%!
The Heavenly Machine Ancestor, as if he had spent his entire life, swung the fire hammer crazily!
His blacksmith tool spirit exerted even more strength. The speed of swinging the hammer was so fast that even his flame body was twisted.
But, it still doesn’t work!
Still not working!
Still not working!
Can't get it!
Even if the Heavenly Machine Ancestor goes off in person and attacks at the same time as his own Fire Spirit, he still can't capture the legendary goddess who only exists in the sky!
The Goddess Butian, aloof, looked at the Heavenly Machine Ancestor with contemptuous eyes, as if she was laughing at his overestimation of his abilities.
Another hour!
The broken sword suddenly erupted into a fairy light that covered the sky and the sun!
At this moment, all the 30 million casual cultivators in the Longmen Dojo were silent.
Countless pairs of shocked eyes looked at the fairy sword in the sky in a daze!
Fanaticism, greed, shock, panic!
I was shocked at how quickly the fairy sword was repaired. It was so amazing.
Panicked by the tragic fate that the Heavenly Machine Ancestor is about to face.
The second-level best, true immortal level, immortal sword!
At this moment, the repair is completed!
The bucket is over!
The fairy sword has arrived, Luo Fu is within easy reach!
Luo Fu wins!
After the fighting is over, it’s the last step.
The Longmen Dojo was completely silent.
All the casual cultivators looked nervous.
The Seventh Avenue Ancestor suddenly stood up.
Within the formation.
The Heavenly Machine Ancestor, in disbelief, watched Luo Fu win.
His face was full of incomprehension!
Such a result was unacceptable to him.
He panicked: "No, this isn't right, this is different from what I expected!"
"Little Luo Fu, who did you learn this weapon refining technique from?"
"Hurry up and tell me!"
"Is it necessary?" Luo Fu glanced at the Heavenly Machine Ancestor lightly, and immediately reached out with his right hand and grabbed the second-level top-grade sword in his hand.
The Heavenly Machine Ancestor suddenly became angry and roared at Luo Fu at the top of his lungs: "It's necessary!"
"It's necessary!"
"Even if I am defeated, I will die clearly!"
"I must know who is it that taught you this kind of weapon refining technique!"
"Who on earth defeated the old man?"
Luo Fu chuckled: "I made it myself."
"Fart!" The Heavenly Machine Ancestor was furious, and his eyes turned blood red due to his anger!
A pair of bloody eyes stared at Luo Fu: "It's not you, it can't be you!"
Luo Fu raised his arms high, pointed the second-order top-grade sword directly at the sky, and said calmly: "Believe it or not, that's your problem."
"My duty is to send you back to the west."
Say it!
With the fairy sword in his hand, he cut it off on the spot without mercy!
An arc-shaped sword light shines on Qi Zu's eyes.
It made his eyes dim and dazzling.
When the Celestial Machine Ancestor was able to see things again, he found that in his sight, the earth was moving away from him.
In his sight, there was the fairy sword that was gradually moving away.
There is Luo Fu who is gradually going away.
What's more,...his own headless body is gradually disappearing!
Followed.
His vision was messy and the world was spinning.
The ancestor of the Celestial Machine, his head flew high and landed with a bang!
High in the sky, the Fire Spirit, the Goddess of Mending Sky, contemptuously dropped a waterfall of flames.
The ancestor's head was burned to ashes in the blazing sea of fire.
One of the twelve Taoist ancestors.
Temple of Heaven.
The ancestor of the heavenly machine.
Declare your demise!
Clang!
Luo Fu's arm shook sharply, and in his palm, the second-level top-grade sword emitted bursts of sword sounds.
The second-level top-grade immortal sword belongs to Luo Fu.
next moment.
Thirty million casual cultivators have not yet recovered from the shock of the death of Dao Ancestor.
But he immediately exclaimed, pointing to the place where the ancestor of Qi's head was burned.
There, the weapon fire controlled by Luo Fu had just burned the head of the weapon ancestor into ashes.
Then, there were seven flames standing out from the sea of fire.
The seven flames are all of the highest grade sub-immortal level!
"Ah! It's the flame that the Heavenly Machine Ancestor stored in the Spiritual Palace!"
"The best sub-immortal level, those seven kinds of flames are all the top sub-immortal level!"
There are seven types of flames, six of which are ownerless fires.
One is the natal fire of the Heavenly Machine Ancestor, and with the death of the Machine Ancestor, its natal fire has returned to an ownerless state.
Thirty million casual cultivators went crazy for it.
"Oh my God, that is the best sub-immortal level flame. Before this, I have only seen such high-level flames from the Holy Ruins Empress!"
"Ancestor Qi is dead, grab it!"
Thirty million casual cultivators, crazy like a tide, rushed into the fighting weapon formation to fight for the seven ownerless fires!
The best sub-immortal fire is full of fatal temptations for all casual cultivators in the human world.
No one can resist this temptation!
The Ancestor of Qi is dead, Tianji Temple, the remaining Palace God Realm, and the little servants are all crying anxiously.
Watching those in the Immortal Realm and Heavenly Dao Realm fight for the flames, they are powerless.
"Ah, don't grab it, don't grab it at all!"
"Those are the flames of our Tianji Temple, the flames of our ancestors!"
"You guys stop it!"
The casual cultivators, who were in a state of madness, scolded their little servants, completely unable to listen to them.
Just grab it!
However, in the first row closest to the formation, the expressions of the seven Dao Ancestors changed slightly. After exchanging glances, they also said in unison: "Seize the fire!"
The Seventh Ancestor, with a sharp look in his eyes, took action at the same time!
But seeing, the void around every Dao Ancestor was instantly distorted.
The seven twisted vortexes of nothingness gathered together and began to spin wildly!
For the first moment, the huge vortex of nothingness still rotated normally.
But in the second moment, under the control of the Seventh Ancestor, the situation was reversed.
The void vortex moved in reverse direction, and the force of the pushback caused all the casual cultivators who had rushed into the formation to fly away.
Even the tip of the index finger of a weapon saint touched a ball of sub-immortal fire.
But the drag force from behind pulled him out of the formation, making him roar with regret.
Immediately afterwards, the Seven Ancestors set off at the same time!
Seven shadows passed through the void vortex at the same time and entered the formation.
The Seven Ancestors took action at the same time, and each snatched a top-quality Asian Immortal Fire.
The rest of the casual cultivators could only stare.
How can the eagle be allowed to snatch its food from the bird?
Then, the Seventh Ancestor focused his attention on the last ball, the top-grade Asian Immortal Fire.
Light silver flame!
This group was sacrificed by the Heavenly Machine Ancestor and engaged in a fire fight with Luo Fu.
Luo Fu narrowed his eyes, seeing that the Seventh Ancestor still refused to give up after taking away the Seventh Fire.
Then he chuckled and said, "You're greedy enough."
After saying this, Luo Fu's thoughts changed.
Phew!
Two balls of light silver fire were closest to Luo Fu, and under his inspiration, they penetrated directly into the center of the eyebrows.
This eighth ball of light silver fire was taken away by Luo Fu before the Seventh Ancestor could take action.
Since then.
Eight groups of top-grade sub-immortal fires are blooming in eight families!
Each of the seven ancestors will take one kind.
Luo Fu is a kind of contentment.
Harvest!
Countless pairs of envious and jealous eyes shot towards Luo Fu.
In this competition, Luo Fu became the biggest winner.
Not only did he gain, but he also received a second-level top-quality fairy sword.
Harvest at the same time, a top-quality Asian Immortal Fire!
The rest of the casual cultivators didn't even grab any scraps.
For a time, countless casual cultivators stamped their feet angrily.
Immediately.
Luo Fu looked around, looking at the thirty million cultivators, and smiled slightly: "Everyone, Penglai's sermon has reached this point, and it's time to take a short rest."
"Luo, please excuse me for a moment."
After saying that, Luo Fu put down 30 million, and the casual cultivator, who was wide-eyed, walked away on the spot and left the Longmen Dojo.
…
Penglai Shenzong, Tianzong.
The scene of the Tianzong Competition Ceremony.
The grand ceremony for the 7.5 million Tianzong disciples to join the sect in the war has entered a fever pitch.
The audition ended successfully.
The Tao Tai competition has officially begun.
The top 100 Tianzong disciples are all extremely confident, with high fighting spirit shining in their eyes.
Next, it is the Dao stage where the top 100 disciples of Tianzong will compete in pairs.
Sect Leader Nalan attaches great importance to the results of this Tianzong competition.
Even, from the very beginning, I was present at the scene and never left.
Sect Master Nalan looked around at the hundred disciples and nodded with satisfaction.
His eyes focused on the three female disciples and stayed there for a long time.
Fang Luxuan, Fang Qingxue, and Nalan Ruoqing, three newly promoted disciples of Tianzong, stood out among the vast number of powerful palace gods with their ninth level of Palace God.
All three of them are among the top 100!
There was cheering in the dojo!
"Wow, as expected, I defeated three junior sisters from the Ten Thousand Dao Alliance in the secret realm. They are so strong!"
"Ah ah ah, the three of them are so beautiful. They all look like gods and are so strong. They are so outstanding!"
"Alas, I just don't know who these three outstanding goddesses will eventually fall into the hands of."
"Shhh! Keep your voice down, Fang Luxuan is Junior Brother Luo Fu's fiancée, you don't want your life!"
"Tsk, although Luo Fu is excellent, is it true that we don't even have the slightest chance?"
"Nonsense! Then he is Luo Fu. He is the Seventh Holy Son, the Master of Canglan Dao, and even the entire Taifu Shinto Pavilion is named after him!"
"Compared to others, we are just like chickens. Let's give up now!"
"Hey, how do you know that I can't be the second Luo Fu?!"
suddenly.
In the Tianzong Grand Competition Dojo, people screamed in shock!
Countless disciples pointed to the sky and exclaimed: "Look, it's Junior Brother Luo Fu!"
Countless gazes were shot towards the sky.
The three girls, Fang Luxuan, Fang Qingxue, and Nalan Ruoqing, were also greatly surprised and looked at the sky one after another.
But he saw Luo Fu coming out of the air with a smile on his face.
"Ah ah, Master Luo is so handsome!"
"Pavilion Master Luo, you are so majestic!"
"Oh my God, Luo Fu actually came to the competition in person. Junior Brother Luo, please take a look at Senior Sister!"
Luo Fu appeared, causing a large number of female disciples of Tianzong to tremble.
In the sky, Sect Leader Nalan saw Luo Fu coming to Tianzong, and he also smiled and greeted him.
"Luo Fu, the sermon has been suspended?"
"How's it going?"
Luo Fu clasped his hands and said, "Sect Master."
"The sermon went well."
"I have come here this time to offer something to my Penglai Divine Sect and to the sect master."
Sect Master Nalan laughed heartily and said, "If you can carry out your sermon smoothly, it will be the best gift for me."
Sect Master Nalan didn't take Luo Fu's "gift" seriously.
The secret realm trial is over, what treasures can Luo Fu still get?
Roughly, that is, reporting on the progress of the sermon and talking about the results, just treat it as a gift.
but……
When Luo Fu smiled and took out a flying sword.
Sect Master Nalan's facial features stiffened.
The entire competition site was also quiet.
Only the fairy light that covers the sky and the sun shines brightly!
Sect Leader Nalan stared at the flying sword in Luo Fu's hand in surprise and swallowed hard: "This, this, this is..."
Luo Fu smiled as usual and said in a relaxed tone: "Without him, it's just a second-level top-quality fairy sword."
"The level is not high, but it can help the sect master improve his strength quite a bit."
"With this sword in hand, the sect master will not be afraid of the powerful enemies of the Great Perfection of Immortal Dao."
Zhenzong Immortal Treasure!
The competition scene was a sensation!
Sect Master Nalan's eyes were a little straight: "The second-order top-grade immortal sword, but...it's just!?"
Sect Leader Nalan is breathing rapidly!
below.
One disciple teased another disciple: "Look, what I took out casually is a second-level top-quality fairy sword."
"It seems that you can't become the second Luo Fu."
