In the dark forest.
Five of the ten lurkers were quietly assassinated by Luo Fu.
Five powerful immortal kings reincarnated and died unexpectedly!
Maybe they also regretted it when they were dying.
I regret that I should not have come to attend the Ceremony of the Holy Son.
At least, you shouldn't come to participate in this, the Holy Son Ceremony.
At least, he should regret and should not be an enemy of Luo Fu.
Any reincarnation of the Immortal King, even if he participated in any previous Holy Son Ceremony, should not end in such a miserable way.
This is the voice of most of the audience in the Holy Son Dojo.
They felt that the deaths of those reincarnated immortal kings were not worth it.
Looking at the entire Canglan Continent, there are only so many reincarnations of Immortal Kings within the entire Palace God Realm.
So many people died in one breath.
"Devil." A disciple in the audience stared blankly at the big screen.
Regarding Luo Fu, a two-word comment was given.
On the open ground.
The five of them, Lu Ya, were still talking around the bonfire.
They didn't realize at all that half of the ten strong men they used to ambush Luo Fu were already dead!
The leaders of the five forces to which these five people belonged were livid with anger.
I wish I could just rush into the live broadcast, grab the five of them, and slap them hard.
What a shame!
These five guys, in front of all the monks in the world, completely lost the face of the five leaders.
Such powerful five holy sons, such a highly praised Immortal King, and a master of the Immortal King.
No one could notice Luo Fu's existence!
"Look, second row, third frame!"
I don’t know who it was that shouted this.
Countless eyes were focused on that picture.
In the picture, a disciple of the Qiankun Haotian Temple (formation technique) is sitting cross-legged on the grass of the dense forest.
The name "Duanmu Wuji" is written on this person's chest.
This scene left the audience puzzled.
When other saint sons ambush Luo Fu, they are at least "ambushing".
But this Duanmu Wuji was sitting on the ground openly, with his body exposed.
"Ah? Even ambush Luo Fu may not be successful, but he exposes himself?"
At this time, a saint from the Qiankun Haotian Temple breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It seems that Luo Fu's death has finally come."
"You all don't know, but the place where Duanmu Wuji is sitting actually hides a treacherous formation."
"Duanmu Wuji at this moment is like a spider spinning a web. He is waiting for Luo Fu to throw himself into the web."
"What is a trick formation?" a disciple audience asked hurriedly.
The sage of Qiankun Haotian Temple stroked his beard and smiled: "The so-called secret formation is a formation that is hidden and cannot be discovered."
"Once Luo Fu gets close to this formation, he will be captured by this formation."
"What if Luo Fu discovers the existence of the formation?" Someone refused to give up and continued to ask.
Everyone has learned from the past and believes that Luo Fu must not be taken lightly.
The Holy Elder of Qiankun Haotian Temple smiled confidently: "It's useless even if you find out."
"As we all know, to break the formation, you need to break the formation eye!"
"The position where Duanmu Wuji is sitting is exactly the formation eye."
"Unless Luo Fu can move Duanmu Wuji away, it will be impossible for him to break this formation."
"But if you want to move Duanmu Wuji, you will inevitably get close to this formation and be captured by this formation."
"This is a dead end."
Unless Luo Fu doesn't take action against Duanmu Wuji, it will be a dead end.
The other saint sons all used lurking and ambush methods to deal with Luo Fu.
Only Duanmu Wuji used the method of "selling himself" to seduce Luo Fu and throw himself into the trap.
The elder of Qiankun Haotian Palace gave a clear analysis.
The audience, unable to think of a solution, naturally thought that this was indeed a dead end.
But at this moment...
Luo Fu, here he comes!
Just behind Duanmu Wuji, there was a piece of floating soil rising quietly.
Luo Fu's figure silently rose from the ground behind Duanmu Wuji using the method of earth escape, and looked down at Duanmu Wuji's head from a high position.
The two of them are extremely close to each other!
"This is impossible!" The holy elder of Qiankun Haotian Palace shouted and stood up.
"how so?"
"Why wasn't Duanmu Wuji's formation activated!?"
All the audience were stunned.
Luo Fu not only appeared near the formation, but even appeared directly inside it!
But Duanmu Wuji's trick formation was actually indifferent, as if he had temporarily rebelled.
It was also at this time that Duanmu Wuji seemed to have a premonition of Luo Fu's existence.
He turned back sharply.
His eyes happened to see the height of Luo Fu's lower abdomen.
Before Duanmu Wuji could exclaim.
A snow-white palm quickly covered Duanmu Wuji's mouth.
The other palm gently scratched Duanmu Wuji's throat.
The fingertips of this palm are as sharp as a knife, condensed and formed.
Duanmu Wuji, without saying a word, his body and head separated.
The sudden death left an expression of disbelief on Duanmu Wuji's face.
After killing Duanmu Wuji.
Luo Fu gently placed Duanmu Wuji's head on the ground without making a sound.
at the same time.
With the death of Duanmu Wuji, his deceitful formation was naturally exposed.
A complex formation slowly emerged from the ground.
This formation diagram is the treacherous formation.
However, almost at the same time, another larger formation also emerged.
The sage of Qiankun Haotian Temple shrank his pupils: "That is?"
"Luo Fu's formation!?"
"When did he set up this formation!?"
It turns out that outside of Duanmu Wuji's trick formation, there is a second, larger trick formation!
This second trick formation caused Duanmu Wuji's trick formation to fall into a "sleep" state.
Obviously, the second trickery array arranged by Luo Fu was much better than Duanmu Wuji's trickery array.
If Duanmu Wuji were a spider, he would lie quietly on his web and wait for his prey to arrive.
That is equivalent to him, and even his spider web being arranged on top of another bigger spider web!
And he was completely unaware of this.
Duanmu Wuji, the picture goes out.
The extremely confident saint in Qiankun Haotian Palace sat back slumped.
defeat!
Complete defeat!
…
The fifth row, in the fourth frame.
Three giant trees are all covered with a talisman.
Three trees form a triangle.
And a monk was sitting quietly at the intersection of the triangle.
The name tag on his chest reads: Lingxiao Fu Pavilion, Wang Lin.
On the three trees, there are three talismans with different effects.
The first talisman emitted strange light and shadow, shrouding Wang Lin.
This talisman made Wang Lin fall into a state of absolute invisibility.
The audience could only barely see the faint outline of Wang Lin's body by looking through the void.
The second tree and the second talisman emit extremely slight "space waves" into the air all the time.
This kind of space wave can only be captured by the Void Flying Eye, but cannot be seen by the naked eye.
With the talisman as the center, the spatial waves that slowly spread out in all directions are like ripples in the water.
All objects hit by space waves will generate reverse ripples and feed back to Wang Lin.
Therefore, all tangible objects cannot escape the detection of this second talisman.
Every flower, every tree, every mountain, every stone is fed back to Wang Lin by space waves, making Wang Lin aware of every detail and omniscient.
The third tree and the third talisman hide some unknown trump card.
Obviously, these three talismans were the trump cards used to kill Luo Fu.
At this point, Wang Lin of Lingxiao Fu Pavilion raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled calmly.
He himself is invisible, and the talisman can help him sense all tangible things around him.
No one can see him.
No one can escape him.
In the Lingxiao Talisman Pavilion, a holy elder stood up and gritted his teeth and said: "You should all be optimistic about the performance of our Lingxiao Talisman Pavilion!"
"I, Wang Lin of Lingxiao Fu Pavilion, will never fail!"
"As long as Luo Fu appears, he will definitely be discovered by the 'Haotian Bell' talisman!"
"Haha, I don't believe it. He can get close to Wang Lin quietly!"
Just then, Luo Fu appeared.
He appeared in a blind spot area that Wang Lin could not see.
For, Wang Lin's right rear.
Wang Lin, who was sitting cross-legged, could not see Luo Fu's presence with his eyes.
However, the second talisman was unable to capture Luo Fu, a tangible object.
All because.
A scene that made the audience's scalp tingle was unfolding.
Luo Fu, stepping silently on the leaves, approached Wang Lin.
And the space wave emitted by the second talisman did hit Luo Fu.
But all the viewers saw that Luo Fu's hands were forming seals!
Not only that.
Someone discovered that Luo Fu's mouth was slightly open.
Moreover, from Luo Fu's mouth, there seemed to be a ring of ripples that were invisible to the naked eye.
The 'Haotian Bell' talisman emits space waves.
It formed some kind of strange resonance with the ripples spit out by Luo Fu in the air.
Ling Haotianzhong made a wrong judgment and concluded that Luo Fu did not exist.
But the space wave emitted by the Haotian Bell was indeed pushed back by Luo Fu.
This spatial wave pushed back hit Wang Lin himself and fed back to Luo Fu.
Instead, Wang Lin's existence was exposed to Luo Fu's spatial wave.
then.
This was witnessed by countless spectators in shock.
Luo Fu walked leisurely and walked behind Wang Lin from the rear right.
Immediately, Luo Fu reached out and took off the third talisman, grabbed Wang Lin's neck, and stuffed the talisman into Wang Lin's mouth.
The third talisman exploded in Wang Lin's body.
In an instant, an astonishing fire suddenly flashed three times in Wang Lin's stomach.
The next moment, Wang Lin's whole body was carbonized!
The screen where Wang Lin belongs is extinguished.
Sneak attacks and assassinations are often like this.
Regardless of whether it is the ambusher or the ambushed person, as long as either one of the two parties is killed, there will be no chance to use the technique.
This is a race in the dark.
There is only killing and being killed.
There is no middle term.
The sage of Lingxiao Fu Pavilion watched this scene happen, and saw that his proud disciple in the pavilion, Wang Lin, the reincarnation of the Immortal King, was assassinated so easily.
The saint's face suddenly turned red, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
Of the ten ambushers, seven were killed.
Second row, ninth frame.
A Holy Son lurks quietly in the gaps between the mountain walls.
In his left and right hands, each holds a Heavenly Thunder and Earthly Fire Pill.
Heavenly Thunder Earth Fire Pill, the best sub-level.
Once this elixir explodes at close range, its power is enough to kill the seventh-level monks in the Lianxu realm, the top saints in the sixth-level Lianxu realm, the reincarnations of the fifth-level Lianxu immortals, the reincarnated immortal kings in the fourth-level Lianxu realm, and The reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor of the Third Level of Refining the Void!
At this moment, it is above the gap where the Holy Son is.
An agile figure like a gecko climbed down quietly.
The "gecko"-like Luo Fu, with his hand speed as fast as lightning, suddenly "stole" a Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire Pill away.
When the Holy Son noticed something, he raised his head in shock.
A palm pinched open his mouth.
With one hand, the Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire Pill was stuffed into his mouth.
Immediately, thunder echoed in the spiritual palace of this Holy Son, and fire ignited in the Dantian.
The whole person was burned in the cracks.
Eight people died.
The seventh row, the second screen.
A holy son lay down on the grass and used the magic of wind escape to hide himself in the wind.
This man holds a large bow and looks around, ready to shoot a fatal arrow at his prey.
Directly above the head of this child.
A misty voice, silent and silent, slowly floated down from the sky.
Luo Fu stepped on the man's neck with his left foot, dodged the arrow with his right hand, and inserted it into the man's head.
The third row, the twelfth frame.
A saint child who had been cut in half raised his head with difficulty, bleeding from all his orifices.
He desperately wanted to see clearly who killed him.
But all he saw was a strong figure walking away from him.
On the open ground.
The five of them, Lu Ya, were chatting around the campfire.
The ten sons of the dense forest all died.
