As a common problem among all monks, Murong Yan cannot escape.
When she heard the words Ninth Level Immortal Technique, she was finally tempted.
"You can even master ninth-level magic!?" Murong Yan's eyes shone.
Both excited and unconvinced.
Luo Fu nodded and said: "You should have received the Dao Nian inheritance in the Great Secret Realm."
Corresponding to different levels of true immortals.
Only the Immortal Master can master the ninth level of Immortal Technique.
The Immortal Emperor corresponds to the eighth level of Immortal Technique.
The Immortal Emperor corresponds to the seventh level of Immortal Technique.
The Immortal King corresponds to the sixth level of Immortal Technique.
Theoretically, as the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor, Murong Yan's understanding is impossible to penetrate the eighth-level immortal arts she has been using.
Luo Fu naturally understood that Murong Yan, like Fang Luxuan and others, had also received the inheritance of Taoism from "a certain god".
The facts were as Luo Fu expected.
Murong Yan nodded: "That's right, I got the Dao Nian inheritance from a statue left by the God Emperor."
Luo Fu pondered: "Although he is a majestic statue of the God Emperor, he didn't give you the inheritance of ninth-level immortal skills?"
Murong Yan laughed loudly: "Little brother, you should have entered the small secret realm, and you know how fierce the battles in the secret realm are."
"Sister, I wanted to inherit the ninth-level immortal arts, but I didn't get it. I was beaten away by the Immortal Emperor's Holy Son of the 'Three Sects', hahahahaha!"
Luo Fu was stunned.
Is this something worth laughing at? What's the point of the joke?
This woman is incredible.
Luo Fu shook his head helplessly: "Okay, I can't pass the statue to you, so I'll pass it on to you."
"Miss Murong, when I was refining elixirs, I always paid attention to your magical skills."
"The inheritance of immortal arts you received should belong to the lineage of all beasts."
Murong Yan's immortal skills can be transformed into various shapes, such as dragon-shaped horses, viper horses, etc. The characteristics of the lineage of all beasts are obvious.
Then, Luo Fu said: "In that case, I will teach you the lineage of all beasts, the Nine-tailed True Immortal Technique!"
Murong Yan was slightly startled: "What? Nine-tailed True Immortal Technique?"
"Hey, don't be fooled. Sister, I have also been in the immortal world, and I was even honored as the Immortal Emperor, but I have never heard of this kind of immortal magic."
Luo Fu nodded: "Of course you won't hear about it, because I created this Nine-Tails True Immortal Technique for you in the past few days."
"Create your own magic?" Murong Yan seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke, she raised her head and smiled, her whole body white flesh trembling slightly as she laughed.
But her laughter didn't last long and ended abruptly.
Luo Fu didn't talk nonsense to her, and he wasn't in the mood to brag.
But directly, on-site sealing!
Bang!
A piece of Pilian emerged from behind Luo Fu!
On top of this line of training, there is actually a complex "formation pattern".
It was more like Luo Fu's tail, swaying slowly behind Luo Fu.
"Ah?" Murong Yan was shocked.
Luo Fu patiently explained: "I combined the formation techniques and carved the formation pattern on the horse training."
"This training tail will serve as the base of the formation."
"And the attribute power in your body acts as the spiritual stone in the eye of the formation."
"Your body is the formation disk."
Say it.
Luo Fu formed seals again.
Bang!
The second "long tail" appears.
Two tails engraved with formation patterns slowly swayed behind Luo Fu.
Then, the third, fourth, fifth...
Until, Article 9!
Nine "tails" fluttered behind Luo Fu, and the scene was extremely strange and spectacular.
This made De Luo Fu, a human monk, look like an unparalleled nine-tailed demon, which was frightening.
Murong Yan was shocked. Her beautiful eyes stared at Luo Fu's majestic nine tails without blinking, her eyes full of envy.
The nine-tailed monster seems to fit her character perfectly.
"But... there are so many formation patterns, how do you do it and engrave all the nine tails in an instant?"
Luo Fu waved his hand and said, "You got the order wrong. It's not about condensing the tail and then carving the formation pattern."
"Instead, it condenses directly into a tail engraved with formation patterns."
Murong Yan exclaimed: "You wrote the formation pattern directly into the immortal magic formula?"
"How can this formation be used like this? It's really unheard of."
Luo Fu said: "On the journey of cultivating Taoism, the most fearful thing is that your thoughts will become solidified. Your thoughts must be flexible."
"Now, I will teach you the ninth level, the Nine-tailed True Immortal Technique, the first level of formula."
"This first formula is the one-tail formula."
After saying this, Luo Fu immediately used sound transmission to transmit the formula into Murong Yan's mind.
"Do you remember it?" Luo Fu asked.
Murong Yan's expression changed: "Oh my God, your first level formula is almost more complicated than my third level formula!"
"How long do you have to practice this?"
The first level formula is more complicated than the first three levels of her eighth-level magic skills combined!
Luo Fu did not explain: "Now, I will teach you the second level."
Afterwards, Luo Fu passed on all the nine-level formulas.
Murong Yan stopped talking nonsense and immediately sat on the ground, concentrating on practicing the first level.
The first level is the "simplest".
The second level is several times more complicated, and the third level is several times more complicated!
After three days and three nights, Murong Yan successfully condensed "One Tail".
At the same time, her whole aura also increased dramatically!
Murong Yan opened her eyes in surprise and said excitedly: "Ah, I actually increased my strength by 10%!"
Luo Fu nodded: "One tail increases your strength by 10%, and nine tails increases your strength by 90%. It can increase your strongest strength to 190%, which is nearly twice the increase."
Twelve points of strength to suck milk turned into nineteen points of strength to suck milk for a lifetime.
Murong Yan was overjoyed: "This is too strong!"
"Haha, that Lu Ya is just slightly better than me."
"If I can gather one tail at this moment, wouldn't I be able to equal him?"
"If the two tails are united, we can be slightly better than him!"
"Then three tails, four tails... Hahaha, sister, I want to be invincible!"
Luo Fu smiled and said nothing. Seeing Murong Yan so happy, he was also happy for her.
But what Murong Yan didn't notice was that Luo Fu showed no sign of becoming stronger even though he had gathered all nine tails.
It's all because Luo Fu has been using higher magic and magical powers.
Immortal magic is too low-level for him and has no benefit.
Immediately, Luo Fu held the name tag of Dongyang Holy Son between his two fingers and handed it to Murong Yan: "Now, you are going to teleport back and practice the second tail as soon as possible."
"Or are you stubborn and continuing to stay here and wander around?"
Murong Yan was slightly startled, then curled her lips: "Okay, you win."
"You got it, sister."
"But you'd better not die here. See you in the next round!"
After saying this, Murong Yan was eager to go back to practice, so she took the name tag from Luo Fu's hand.
The next moment, Wu Feiyan appeared and teleported Murong Yan back to the Holy Son Dojo.
From the moment Murong Yan left Luo Fu.
Luo Fu's figure disappeared from the big screen again.
Holy Son Dojo.
Murong Yan stepped out of the void portal in one step.
Facing the envious looks of countless disciple-level audiences, Murong Yan raised her chin triumphantly.
The eighteen saints of the "Three Sects" all stared at Murong Yan coldly with their eyes narrowed.
"Haha, I think I have mastered the ninth-level magic, so I am so arrogant."
"As expected of a lower-level god-level force, their vision is too low."
The dignified "Three Gates" have always looked down upon the Eight Palaces, Seven Sects, Six Dynasties, Five Pavilions, and Four Halls.
…
At this moment, of the one hundred and ninety-eight Holy Sons participating, thirty-five have successfully advanced and been teleported back.
However, the eliminated people were not thirty-five, but forty.
All because Luo Fu could not be teleported back and scored five kills.
Among the forty eliminated, thirteen were killed and thirty-seven survived and were eliminated.
The eliminated ones cannot be teleported back, but can pass through the floating island barrier on their own and fly back to the dojo.
In other words, the participating saints cannot escape death by taking off their nametags themselves and being teleported back.
At this point, there are one hundred and twenty-three Holy Sons left on the floating island.
Plus the forty people who have been eliminated.
On the floating island, if you die again or eliminate fifty-nine people, you can collect "ninety-nine defeats" to end the first round of trials.
This is obviously contrary to the original intention of the organizers.
All because of Luo Fu's unique existence, some people are destined to win.
Luo Fu's "Multiple Kills" allowed some of the Saints to advance without even taking a shot.
At this time, the face of Haoran Sect Master was very ugly!
She glanced coldly at the forces belonging to the Twelve Dao Ancestors.
And angrily sent a message to their leader: "You have done a good job!"
"Luo Fu has scored five kills and captured five Canglan mineral veins, five medicinal abyss, and five dragon veins!"
"If you hadn't insisted on a show of hands to target Luo Fu, how could he have taken away so many precious resources!"
"This damn rule, instead of annihilating Luo Fu, actually made him a lot of money!"
Among the top sixteen, there are eight god-level forces that started from "Qingtian Avenue", which is exactly half of the number of referendums.
At this moment, the eight god-level leaders all bowed their heads and said nothing, their faces turning red.
I wanted to avenge the Twelve Dao Ancestors, but I never thought that I would end up losing my wife and losing my troops.
Floating Island.
Some desert.
A holy son flew across the vast sea of sand at high speed.
The strong wind driven by its rapid flight stirred up a straight wave of sand in the sand sea below.
On the name tag on his chest, it was clearly written: Yunbei Yao, Zhentian Sword Sect.
Yun Beiyao, the reincarnation of the Immortal King, looked gloomy and gritted his teeth and said: "Damn it, your luck is so bad!"
"In five consecutive encounters, I encountered a powerful reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor."
"If I hadn't escaped quickly enough, I might have taken my life."
"Luo Fu, you coward! You'd better not be dead, you'd better be caught by me!"
"I have to take it out on you, this good-for-nothing, and beat you to death!"
Yunbeiyao was unable to rage, so he could only spread evil fire on the head of Luo Fu, whom he considered the weakest.
Unable to watch the live broadcast, he obviously didn't know that Luo Fu had become the most dangerous hunter in the eyes of the audience.
Yun Beiyao was talking to himself when suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a person sitting in the air, floating motionless, over the vast sand sea directly in front of him.
Yunbeiyao, who was alert, hurriedly stopped his speed and looked suspiciously at the person thousands of feet away, quickly sensing it.
"Sixth Level of Palace God?"
"Eh? Among the one hundred and ninety-eight Saint Sons, is there anyone at the sixth level of the Palace God?"
"No, it's Luo Fu!"
"Haha, it's Luo Fu!"
"Oh no, God actually opened his eyes and let me really meet that little beast Luo Fu!"
"Hahaha, I have no place to vent my evil fire!"
After saying this, Yunbeiyao laughed wildly, not afraid of disturbing Luo Fu and scaring him away.
This person immediately used the seventh-level magic to condense a hundred-foot-long giant sword!
At the same time, he also displayed the "Seventh Level True Immortal Level Sword Intent".
The seventh-level immortal technique, combined with the seventh-level true immortal sword intention, made Yunbeiyao extremely confident and attacked Luo Fu brazenly.
The giant sword of a hundred feet was dragged to the ground by him, moving very fast!
The blade cuts through the sea of sand, burning the yellow sand wherever it passes to create a dazzling "jewel road."
"Luo Fu, you little beast!"
"If you don't take the road to heaven, you will have no choice but to fall into hell!"
"Look how I torture you to death!"
call!
The giant sword of a hundred feet, carrying the fiery sword intent, resolutely slashed towards Luo Fu's legs.
If you want to kill, how can you be willing to kill with one knife?
The next moment, Luo Fu in front of him slowly opened his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, a thunder exploded, resounding through the sky!
That Luo Fu disappeared on the spot!
There was only an arc of electricity left in the air where he was sitting just a moment ago that didn't have time to dissipate.
A bolt of lightning passed Yunbeiyao very quickly!
The two of them missed each other.
Yun Beiyao stopped suddenly and quickly looked back at Luo Fu: "Huh? This little beast is so fast!"
"Why did he...ah!?"
A belated burst of heartbreaking pain made Yunbeiyao scream.
He hurriedly lowered his head to look at the place of severe pain, but was shocked to see that his legs had been cut off at the root at some point!
Luo Fu turned around, but his eyes were not aimed at Yun Beiyao.
Instead, it was focused in the air above and behind Yun Beiyao.
at the same time.
All the viewers in the Holy Son Dojo saw an incredible scene on the big screen.
Luo Fu was actually staring at everyone!
This shows that Luo Fu is looking at Yunbeiyao's "Flying Eyes of Nothingness"!
"Ah? He actually knows the exact location of the Void Flying Eye?"
next moment.
Luo Fu stared at "everyone" and said calmly: "I will be the target of the referendum, right?"
"You want all the saints and saints to launch an encirclement and suppression campaign against me, right?"
"Well, you will pay the price for your decision."
"Now, the price has come."
Hunting time!
