Luo Fu's starry eyes narrowed, facing the joint attack of two powerful enemies, he did not retreat but advanced.
Stepping onto the ground in front of him, he stretched out his arms at the same time!
The left and right palms each display two different magical powers!
The left palm, the magical power of wind and thunder—the magical power of thunder!
The right palm has wind and thunder, and the five elements - wind and fire magical powers!
Immediately afterwards, Luo Fu performed two more magical arts on the basis of the magical power of his double palms.
The left palm, the magic of all heavens - Ten Thousand Thunders, Heavenly Prison and Hell!
The right palm, the divine art of all heavens - Shattering Void Eternal Dragon Scroll!
Luo Fu's divine spells from the heavens are, under normal conditions, performed with attribute divine power.
But now, having mastered the Five Elements, the magical power of wind and thunder, he can even use his magical power to perform the magic of the gods.
In this way, the magical power was directly raised to the level of magical powers.
It also gave the two magical powers the ability to change like all the gods in the sky.
In an instant, Luo Fu took a step forward and waved a pair of palms at the same time.
As he swung out his left palm, thunder exploded in the left half of the sky, and deafening bolts of lightning pierced the sky.
Next!
Boom boom boom boom!
Hundreds of divine thunders descended from the sky and blasted intensively at the five hundred cavalry of the white-robed monks.
The rapidly descending divine thunder was like a prison of thunder, causing five hundred cavalry to be completely destroyed once they stepped into this place.
And with Luo Fu's right palm swinging out.
call!
A tornado reaching the sky and the earth rose from the ground!
The tornado was formed by condensing the magical powers of wind and fire, and contained two elements that could destroy the heaven and the earth.
This wind exploded into flames, forming a huge fire tornado!
The fire tornado rising from the ground was facing the black-robed monk's Void-Shattering Poison.
In an instant, Luo Fu fought one against two, using both palms at the same time, he used his magical power to release two completely different kinds of divine arts from the heavens!
The five hundred iron cavalry of the white-robed monks, under the bombardment of the divine thunder that was like a heavenly prison, suddenly fell on their backs and the cavalry howled miserably.
The black-robed monk's wave of shattering poison was violently attracted and swept into the tornado by Luo Fu's earth-shaking fire tornado.
The strong wind absorbs moisture and explodes with fire and poison!
After a confrontation, the true immortal skills of the black-robed monk and the white-robed monk were both broken!
Luo Fu completely gained the upper hand.
His eyes slightly glanced towards the five hundred cavalry of the white-robed monk, who was on his back, and he felt a little regretful in his heart.
Now, he only controls the Five Elements Magical Power, the Wind and Thunder Magical Power, but has not yet mastered the Magical Magical Power.
Without the help of illusory supernatural powers, it is impossible to upgrade the illusory divine arts of the gods to the level of magical powers.
Otherwise, he must let the white-robed monk see what a real heavy cavalry is!
Luo Fu followed closely, took a second step forward, turned a pair of palms sideways, and attacked the two black and white robed monks with both palms at the same time!
The remaining divine thunder condensed into a divine thunder palm, and struck the white-robed monk on the chest with a bang.
The remaining divine wind and divine fire turned into a hand of wind and fire, and exploded into the chest of the black-robed monk with a bang.
The two monks were knocked away at the same time, spurting blood at the same time.
The white-robed monk was in better condition, with only three broken ribs and damage to his internal organs.
He forcibly hooked his feet onto the ground and slid violently three feet away.
His two feet drew two straight grooves on the ground.
The black-robed monk, this was the third time he had been injured by Luo Fu. The blood he spurted out was already mixed with visible internal organ fragments!
But he couldn't even stand, and he was thrown out. After drawing an arc in the sky, he fell towards the two monks in blue and green robes who were watching the show.
The blue-robed monk took the initiative to take a step forward, put a palm towards the flying black-robed monk, and released a gentle gust of wind from his palm, sweeping the black-robed monk to the ground.
The blue-robed monk held the black-robed monk's shoulders and pressed him firmly to the ground. He narrowed his eyes and shot his sharp gaze at Luo Fu, who was not far away.
The blue-robed monk sneered, staring at Luo Fu, and said in a serious tone: "It seems that I have to take action."
"It may not be honorable for three people to fight against Luo Fu."
"No matter how dishonorable it is, it's still better than defeat!"
After saying this, the blue-robed monk glanced sideways, and from the corner of his eye he glanced at the blood on the corner of the black-robed monk's mouth: "Fellow Daoist Winter, can you still fight?"
The black-robed monk suffered repeated setbacks and was already furious. His face turned red and his neck became thick with anger. He squeezed out one word from his throat and gritted his teeth: "Yes!"
No matter how serious the injury was, he didn't care.
He is not afraid of death at all. Even if he dies, the most he will do is lose his prisoner body.
The blue-robed monk nodded with satisfaction: "Then let's fight again!"
After saying this, the monk in blue robe pushed the monk in black robe towards the battlefield again with a gentle palm force.
The blue-robed monk himself jumped into the air and arrived at the scene with his hands behind his back.
At this time, black robe, white robe, and blue robe, the three great palace gods, Dzogchen Dzogchen, wanted to fight Luo Fu together.
Such a scene shocked the audience at the Holy Son Dojo.
Three god-level leaders join forces to fight against a small holy son, Luo Fu! ?
This is an ironic scene that they would never even dream of.
The three gate masters looked at such a scene on the big screen, and they were all extremely silent, without saying a word.
Shame on you!
What a shame!
In the eyes of the three sect masters, as long as a god-level leader takes action and fails to deal with Luo Fu, it will be considered a shame.
Good thing now, the three leaders are actually going to take action at the same time.
As for whether Luo Fu can be solved, it is even unknown.
The leader of the Haoran Sect was the first to lose her temper. She had a gloomy face and said in a cold voice: "After many years of high leadership, they have allowed them to enjoy themselves and relax in their cultivation."
"Now, a young disciple has forced us to join forces. It really puts the god-level forces in our three major domains to shame!"
At this time, the leader of the Haoran Sect was extremely angry. She secretly hated herself for why she was not qualified to go to the Huanyu Tower to compete with Luo Fu.
"If this sect leader can go to the Huanyu Tower, with a million confidence, he can definitely kill Luo Fu within three moves."
On the big screen, the three major leaders fight three against one.
Ugly, too ugly!
In the dense forest, the blue-robed monk stared at Luo Fu with cold eyes: "Little beast, how many other techniques do you have!"
"Since the start of the Holy Son Ceremony, you have performed so many techniques that I can hardly count them."
"What was your name in your previous life?"
The fact that the blue-robed monk asked this question already showed that he was certain that Luo Fu's previous life must have been the Immortal Emperor!
It is even possible that it is the most noble existence in the Immortal Order, the Immortal Lord!
And this is already the highest evaluation of a monk in the human world.
A true god has divine personality and will not be reincarnated into the human world easily. Therefore, the reincarnation of the Immortal Lord is the most extreme evaluation of a monk.
When Luo Fu heard the blue-robed monk asking about his identity in his previous life, he chuckled and said, "Su Fu."
The face of the blue-robed monk suddenly collapsed, and his expression turned sinister: "I ask you sincerely, but you are making fun of me?"
"What a god Su Fu is! He was beaten to death by demons eight million years ago!"
"Ten thousand steps back, even if Su Fu is really reincarnated, with his qualifications, he may have ascended to the divine realm again and become a high-ranking true god as early as 7,999,000 years ago!"
"How can you be like a bitter melon egg like you, struggling in the quagmire of the human world!"
"You're bragging and you don't even look in the mirror!"
But the white-robed monk became suspicious and lowered his voice: "Fellow Daoist Duanmu, could this little beast Luo Fu... really be the successor of Su Fu?"
The blue-robed monk narrowed his eyes: "It's very possible! He may be Su Fu, a disciple he once accepted in the immortal world. Otherwise, he would not be able to master so many kinds of skills and immortal arts!"
"But so what! Among all the monks in the Penglai Divine Sect, which one is not a descendant of Su Fu?"
"Do you think they have any potential?"
The white-robed monk was slightly startled and said, "Hey, that's true."
Thinking of this, the white-robed monk breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "This little beast, knowing that we are in a desperate situation, brought up Su Fu's name in an attempt to scare us away."
"It's so shameless!"
"Do it!"
No one believed that Su Fu was still alive.
The demon clan has not made any major moves in the past eight million years, which is the most direct evidence.
The monks in white robes and black robes both displayed their own skills.
The black-robed monk was seriously injured, but he could barely use his attribute power and shouted: "The poison of phantom color!"
In an instant, ten thousand colorful poisonous snakes shot towards Luo Fu.
These poisonous snakes transform into a colorful, phantom poisonous tide!
The fox demons felt dazzled and mentally unstable just by looking at that colorful phantom color!
This poison poisons people's minds!
It turns out that just one look can make one's mind unstable.
If it is directly contaminated, it will result in insanity.
The white-robed monk shouted sharply: "Nine-curved Yin Hun Umbrella!"
This person has displayed the power of illusion and the power of darkness!
And condensed into a dream-like, empty and ghostly big umbrella!
The umbrella seemed to float out of the netherworld. It floated silently in the air and shed a piece of netherworld light toward Luo Fu.
The power of this umbrella can capture one's soul and shake one's soul, as if three souls and seven souls are going to be sucked away by the Netherworld Umbrella.
In the last round, the black and white monks used lethal methods to attack Luo Fu, but to no avail.
This round, the two immediately changed their styles.
The poison of the black-robed monk's technique focuses on traumatizing the mind.
The power of the white-robed monk's technique lies in traumatizing the soul!
The blue-robed monk smiled upon seeing this: "Since the two Taoists, attack the mind and soul of this little beast."
"Then I will make up for the damage and attack his flesh and blood body!"
"Ninth level, ninth level, true immortal level technique - Samadhi Immortal Killing Fire!"
The blue-robed monk raised his right hand high, and the vast power of attributes rose into the sky, and condensed into a huge gourd lying in the sky!
The gourd was emitting dazzling firelight, and a burst of ethereal flames suddenly shot out from the gourd's mouth!
The flame seemed to exist, but also seemed not to exist.
The flame was ethereal and shapeless, like a color without an outline, and sprinkled on Luo Fu.
Luo Fu glanced at it and judged it based on the skills previously performed by the saints.
This blue-robed monk should be a monk from Jiutian Shinto Pavilion!
The blue-robed monk stared at his proud Samadhi Immortal Killing Fire and shouted: "Little beast!"
"The true fire of Samadhi of this deity is aware and contemplative, non-aware and contemplative, and non-aware and non-contemplative."
"I will burn you with this fire, but it will prevent you from reincarnation and reincarnation!"
"I don't care who you reincarnate in, I only know that this is your last reincarnation!"
"Hahaha!"
Luo Fu's starry eyes narrowed and his expression was solemn!
The three strong men joined forces and finally made his relaxed expression disappear from his face.
He took a step forward and waved both palms at the same time.
With his left palm, he waved out thousands of thunders to attack the white-robed monk.
With his right palm, he waved a flame tornado to attack the black-robed monk.
But from the center of Luo Fu's eyebrows, a divine light shot out!
This divine light is based on water with the five elements of magical power.
And on the basis of the water magical power, he also used the divine magic of the gods - the Great Luo Haotian Mirror!
The magical power of water condenses into ice and quickly turns into a round mirror that covers the sky and the sun!
From the surface of the round mirror, the Samadhi Immortal Fire of the blue-robed monk shone a divine light!
That divine light is formless, colorless, lawless, and infinite!
That divine light looks like light but not dazzling, seems tangible but boundless!
