On the big screen, the audience who watched this scene was in an uproar.
All the saints and saints participating in the competition wanted to kill Luo Fu and become famous.
Unexpectedly, there was a saint who would take the initiative to throw herself into Luo Fu's arms.
In the canyon.
When Luo Fu heard the benefits promised by Murong Yan, he shook his head decisively: "Thank you very much for your favor, Miss Murong, but I am already engaged."
"It seems that I can only choose the first path."
Murong Yan sneered: "Fang Luxuan? Haha, why does she occupy you?"
"What's wrong with a man having three wives and four concubines? As a princess of a country, who doesn't understand her?"
"Her biological father has many wives and concubines, why should she demand that her husband must be loyal? Ridiculous."
Luo Fu chuckled: "Well, I see that you are quite resistant to the word loyalty."
It is not difficult to see from Murong Yan's words and deeds that this woman is quite dissolute in matters between men and women.
When Murong Yan heard this, her face turned cold and she said sternly: "Luo Fu, don't be ignorant of good and evil!"
"You have to understand your situation. You can't protect yourself now!"
Luo Fu coldly refused: "I'm sorry, I have no interest in a woman like you."
"If you want to take action, do it. I will accompany you to the end."
Luo Fu's cold and resistant attitude made Murong Yan extremely ashamed and angry.
She turned her wrist and condensed a second terrifying line from her hand, and with a gloomy face, she stepped closer to the formation where Luo Fu was.
Luo Fu's starry eyes narrowed, and he was ready to fight at any time.
Luo Fu judged it from the battle between Murong Yan and the Eternal Holy Son.
This woman is definitely the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor.
That rainbow-like horse training was formed by the condensed eighth-level magic.
This woman is another formidable opponent comparable to Lu Crow.
Murong Yan pressed closer and closer to Luo Fu.
She did not choose to fly, and seemed to deliberately walk slower to give Luo Fu time to change his mind.
However, her plan still failed.
Until she reached the edge of Luo Fu's formation.
Luo Fu's attitude still hasn't changed at all, and he is even more determined to fight.
Standing at the edge of the formation, the cold expression on Murong Yan's face gradually collapsed, and she said angrily: "Luo Fu, do you think so little of me?"
Luo Fu didn't answer.
Seeing Luo Fu being so cold and ruthless, Murong Yan stomped her feet angrily.
Immediately, she made another move that surprised Luo Fu.
Murong Yan's expression was gloomy and uncertain, her beautiful eyes stared at Luo Fu, as if she was weighing something.
Later, the woman actually turned her back and sat on the ground outside Luo Fu's formation.
Luo Fu frowned slightly and looked down at Murong Yan's graceful back: "No fight?"
Murong Yan gritted her teeth: "If you don't want to marry me, don't talk to me! I'm annoyed!"
Luo Fu was slightly startled.
What's this, you're teaching yourself a lesson.
Luo Fu shook his head helplessly: "Miss Murong, if you don't want to kill me, please leave quickly."
"My concealment formation is broken."
"A strong enemy will come at any time. When the time comes, I will prevent you from being implicated by me."
Murong Yan asked back: "Marry me?"
Luo Fu said: "I won't marry."
Murong Yan's face darkened: "Then shut up!"
The two fell silent.
Within the canyon.
The Eternal God worships the Holy Son, is wrapped into a rice dumpling and discarded in the corner.
Luo Fu concentrated on refining elixirs.
Murong Yan sat on the ground with her eyes slightly closed, as if she was practicing magic.
During this period, some monsters entered this place by mistake, but Murong Yan easily dealt with them.
Half a day later.
Luo Fu and Murong Yan opened their eyes at the same time.
A strong aura was rapidly approaching the canyon.
suddenly!
A beam of bright light fell from the sky and landed steadily in the canyon.
On the name tag this person wears on his chest is written: Dongyang Song, Dongyang Divine Dynasty.
Dongyang Song saw Luo Fu at a glance and was immediately overjoyed.
But then, he also discovered the presence of Murong Yan, frowned and said: "Fellow Taoist from Nanhai Zundian?"
Dongyang Song looked at Luo Fu, then at Murong Yan, and said, "What are you..."
"Get out!" Murong Yan shouted angrily.
Dongyang Song was scolded and was confused, and then said angrily: "I am the ninth prince of the Dongyang Dynasty, you dare to scold me?"
"Murong Yan, I advise you to mind your own business! Our Dongyang Divine Dynasty has a blood feud with Luo Fu!"
"If you don't want to be involved, you'd better get out of the way!"
Murong Yan looked at her coldly, with a hint of disdain at the corner of her mouth: "Haha, a mortal body who doesn't even know the magic of immortality dares to make mistakes."
"You think I don't know that the six Holy Sons of your Dongyang Dynasty have already participated in the last Holy Son Ceremony."
"Do you really think that by just descending to this realm, you can sweep through the Palace God Realm?"
"Two choices, get out or die."
Dongyang Song had a noble status. He had never been treated like this before. He said angrily: "What a conceited bitch!"
"You ungrateful animal!"
After saying that, Dongyang Songpiao then stepped back ten feet, with murderous intent in his eyes, and shouted: "Seventh level true immortal technique - Cangri Taihuang Jue!"
This person raised the flying sword high and pointed it towards the sky.
A sword roared straight into the sky!
The mighty pure sun, the power of the sun, rose into the sky and condensed into a ball of light with a diameter of a hundred feet!
The ball of light appeared floating in the sky, its light as strong as the sun, dazzling.
The temperature of the entire valley soared as the ball of light shone brightly.
The mountains on both sides were so heated that they dissolved into lava and rolled down.
Murong Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and she smiled like a crescent moon: "I just like such a courageous brother."
"You can be considered a handsome man."
"It's a pity. If brother Luo Fu hadn't taken away my heart, I really couldn't bear to kill you."
Say it.
Murong Yan soared into the air, holding a hundred feet of steel in her hands, showing her majestic power!
That exercise was actually twisting and rolling, and within three breaths, it took the shape of a dragon!
At the end of the training, it condensed into the shape of a dragon head.
call out!
Pi Lian was as fierce as a dragon and extremely domineering, rushing towards the ball of light in the sky.
boom!
After one blow, Pi Lianlong's head directly destroyed Dongyang Song's most proud skill, the light ball.
Dongyang Song's expression changed drastically. He never expected Murong Yan to be so powerful!
The next moment, Dongyang Song turned around without saying a word and fled in panic towards the outside of the canyon.
Looking at Dongyang Song's running figure in embarrassment, Murong Yan chuckled: "Brother Dongyang, isn't sister beautiful? Don't run away."
As he said that, he quickly chased after Dongyang Song.
During this process, Pi Lian changed his form again, and the dragon head on the other side turned into a snake!
The dragon shape is strong and powerful, and it is domineering and fierce.
The snake-shaped horse training is extremely fast, as fast as lightning.
In less than a moment, the snake-shaped trainer caught up with Dongyang Song and struck Dongyang Song directly on the lower back with a loud bang.
Click!
Dongyang Song screamed, and his lumbar spine was smashed!
Immediately, the snake-shaped Pilian returned to its rainbow form, wrapped the Dongyang Song into a rice dumpling, and threw it into the corner.
Murong Yan raised her lips in disdain and sat down again.
Luo Fu saw this scene in his eyes and said, "Miss Murong, I owe you a favor."
After Murong Yan dealt with Dongyang Song, the sweet smile on her face disappeared in an instant, and she said coldly: "I don't want your favor!"
"You should understand what I want."
Luo Fu was speechless.
…
Holy Son Dojo.
Many of the saints and elders in Nanhai Zundian Fushan complained about the scene they saw in front of them.
An old saint clasped his hands in his fists: "Palace Master, Saint Murong Yan actually protected Luo Fu. What she did was very inappropriate."
This sage’s words are definitely not without purpose.
At this moment, looks full of dissatisfaction and even hostility were shot coldly from all directions of Fushan.
Dongyang Divine Dynasty was extremely dissatisfied with Nanhai Zundian.
The forces belonging to the Twelve Dao Ancestors even glared in the direction of Nanhai Zundian.
The master of Nanhai Palace also felt these gazes, but he pondered for a moment and said thoughtfully: "If Saint Murong Yan can capture Luo Fu, it would be a good thing."
As he said that, the Master of Nanhai Palace swept his gaze across the forces belonging to the Twelve Dao Ancestors and said: "Luo Fu's attainments in the Heaven-Qing Dao are unparalleled in history. This is a fact."
"The first thing they want to do is not to win over Luo Fu, but to destroy Luo Fu."
"I don't understand, this palace master can't figure it out."
The holy elder who spoke also lowered his head and pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "If we can really get Luo Fu to join our Nanhai Palace... then it will be worth offending them."
"Tsk, the Twelve Dao Ancestors really can't tolerate sand in their eyes. They insist on being incompatible with Luo Fu."
"But he suffered a big fall, hehe, he deserves it."
Nanhai Zundian did not start from Qingtian Dao, so its attitude towards Luo Fu is different from that of the Twelve Dao Ancestors.
…
Floating islands, canyons.
The next day, noon.
Luo Fu concentrated on refining the elixir, and the firelight illuminated a handsome face with sharp edges and corners.
There is only half a day and one night left before the elixir is refined.
Murong Yan still stubbornly sat in front of Luo Fu without saying a word.
He neither attacked Luo Fu nor refused to leave.
When that round of scorching sun deviates from the sky.
In the sky, poisonous clouds suddenly cover the sky!
Luo Fu and Murong Yan opened their eyes at the same time.
Luo Fu's starry eyes narrowed: "Is it him!?"
Murong Yan also felt the aura of the visitor, and the expression on her face suddenly became extremely solemn: "Luo Fu, please agree to 'marry' me!"
"The opponent this time is not that easy to deal with!"
"If you are willing to marry me, I will help you."
"If you persist in your stubbornness, I will not help you."
Without waiting for Luo Fu to answer.
A cloud of poison flew into the canyon like an arrow.
The moment the poisonous cloud landed, a person walked out of the cloud.
Shattering Void Poison Sect, Lu Ya!
At this time, Lu Ya, after recuperating, had rejoined his broken arms and legs.
As soon as this person appeared, his malicious eyes were locked on Luo Fu.
What's more, when he saw Luo Fu refining elixirs, Lu Ya's eyes narrowed and he said sternly: "Damn it, you beast, you are actually hiding here refining elixirs!?"
"Haha, are you trying to advance to the sixth level of the Palace God?"
After saying this, Lu Ya moved his eyes to Murong Yan and frowned: "What are you doing here?"
Murong Yan looked solemn. When facing Lu Ya, she no longer had her usual frivolous attitude and said, "What about you?"
Lu Ya's eyes narrowed into a slit: "If you don't kill Luo Fu, get out of here!"
Murong Yan also narrowed her beautiful eyes: "It's not your turn to tell me what I want to do."
Lu Ya said angrily: "What do you think you are doing!? Do you think Luo Fu is yours?"
"You all completely underestimated the strength of this beast!"
"Do you know what the consequences will be if he is promoted to the sixth level of the Palace God!"
Lu Ya has personal experience of how troublesome Luo Fu is.
Misjudged!
He knew that before the Holy Son Ceremony began, all the Holy Sons and Saints had misjudged Luo Fu's abilities.
From the Grand Ceremony of the Four Arts, discussing Taoism in Canglan, to preaching in Penglai.
What Luo Fu showed were all the twelve attainments of the Heavenly Way.
He never showed his fighting prowess in public.
Na Luya gritted his teeth and glared at Murong Yan: "You'd better get out of the way!"
"I, Lu Ya, will decide Luo Fu's fate, and I won't even hesitate to fight you!"
Murong Yan's eyes flickered, hesitant.
Later, he sighed and laughed at himself: "Why should I get involved in this dispute?"
"Lu Ya, Luo Fu is yours."
After saying that, Murong Yan turned around, took a deep look at Luo Fu, then jumped into the air and flew away out of the canyon.
"You know what's going on." Lu Ya glanced at Murong Yan's back.
Then, he cast a sinister look at Luo Fu: "Little beast, this time, you should show me your tricks again!"
"Oh no, I have to tear you apart!"
Say it.
Na Lu Ya took action directly.
In his hands, the poison of immortal magic quickly condensed into a poisonous dragon.
But the next moment!
A dragon-shaped horse suddenly arrived without Lu Ya's defense!
Snapped!
The dragon-shaped Pilian smashed the poisonous dragon that Lu Ya had just condensed into pieces on the spot!
Luo Fu raised his eyes slightly, with a look of surprise on his face.
Lu Ya was even more unbelievable. He turned around and glared at Murong Yan, who had left and returned: "Murong Yan, are you looking for death!?"
