The gray-robed monk was greatly embarrassed when he failed to grab the first-level divine sword.
From the shadow of the hood, two sinister glances were directed at the culprit, Xiao Gu!
Almost!
With a distance of less than ten feet, the gray-robed monk almost grabbed the first-order divine sword in his hand.
Then, the gray-robed monk sneered: "Luo Fu, your soul power has been completely drained by the first-order immortal talisman."
"You can no longer use any high-level magic weapons."
Luo Fu looked calm and said without fear: "To each other."
The gray-robed monk was only at the second level of divine refining. He wanted to use the second-level fairy mirror, and he also swallowed pills to enhance his soul power.
Now he is in the same situation as Luo Fu.
Both of them had no more soul power to control the immortal weapon.
Now, almost all of their immortal weapons and artifacts have become decorations.
The gray-robed monk smiled solemnly: "But you don't have any help."
"But, I do."
After saying this, the gray-robed monk suddenly turned his attention to the hundreds of monks who were watching.
He said coldly: "Capture Luo Fu alive, and you will be rewarded heavily!"
"Remember, if you want to beat him seriously, it doesn't matter even if he is dying!"
"I'll come to collect you in three days!"
Say it.
The gray-robed monk instantly turned into a stream of light and fled towards the sky.
Luo Fu's starry eyes flashed, and he immediately shouted: "Xiao Gu, chase him!"
"He can no longer use any magic weapon. He is no match for you. Kill him!"
It took a lot of effort to deceive the gray-robed monk into showing up, and he must not be allowed to escape so easily.
Xiao Gu let out a strange cry of "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah" and with a hiss, he chased in the direction where the gray-robed monk disappeared.
Xiao Gu, who is at the second level of the fourth level, is also comparable to the second level human god-refining monk!
But Luo Fu is confident.
As Xiao Gu, the Ancestral Dragon Beast of the Ten Thousand Demons of Guming, he should not hesitate to kill the gray-robed monks in the same realm.
at the same time.
When Xiao Gu also disappeared between heaven and earth.
The hundreds of hostile monks were all surprised and uncertain, and some were unsure of paying attention.
A cultivator from the Heaven-Suppressing Sword Sect gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, that gray-robed cultivator from the Xuanqing Dao Sect killed Duan Feiyan without even saying a word!"
"Are we still listening to him?"
A monk from Qingtian Sword Palace said with a sullen face: "But he said that as long as the Great Secret Realm is over, he will fulfill his promise and give us rewards."
A female disciple of the Heaven-Suppressing Sword Sect clasped her fists at the male disciple and said, "Brother, why are you confused? I am a monk from the Xuanqing Taoist Sect, how can I break my word?"
"Aren't our pseudo-magic skills given to us by others? Are they still going to default on their debts?"
"In my opinion, let's beat Luo Fu until he's half dead, destroy his cultivation, and wait until the gray-robed monk comes to check and accept it!"
The female disciple's words obviously made the other monks firm their stance.
Suddenly, more than a hundred hostile monks, all with fierce looks on their faces, approached Luo Fu step by step.
Luo Fu, who had lost all his soul power, was extremely weak at the moment and would need at least three days and three nights to recover.
The gray-robed monk at the second level of God Refining was six levels higher than Luo Fu, who was at the sixth level of Palace God. Therefore, the gray-robed monk still had the strength to escape.
But now Luo Fu is unable to fight against any enemy.
He looked at everyone with evil eyes and slowly approached.
Luo Fu chuckled: "Do you really think that the gray-robed monk will fulfill his promise?"
"Think about it, why did he not stay here, but chose to escape, leaving you to deal with me."
"He obviously doesn't trust you and is worried that you will take revenge on him while he is weak."
The gray-robed monk was extremely cautious.
Never put yourself in any possible danger.
The female disciple of the Heaven-Suppressing Sword Sect shouted sternly: "Luo Fu, you little bastard, don't try to sow discord!"
"Fellow Taoists, don't listen to his nonsense, let's take action together!"
After saying this, everyone used pseudo-demon skills to condense hundreds of demon swords and demon knives!
When Luo Fu saw this, he sneered: "Stupid."
"Since I'm going to use the first-order immortal talisman to deal with the gray-robed monks."
"How could you know that you would be weak and not have any backup plan?"
"Come out, it's time."
When more than a hundred hostile monks heard this, they were all shocked!
At the same time, a thundering roar suddenly sounded from the unknown mountain range not far away!
Immediately afterwards, a huge body of flames suddenly rushed out of the mountain range!
The hundreds of hostile monks immediately felt the terrifying demonic aura of the intruder!
"Oops, it's a sixth-level, first-level monster!"
"No, that big monster is coming for us!"
The female disciple was even more panicked and screamed: "Damn it, why is the sixth-level demon obeying Luo Fu's orders?"
"Run away, run away!"
There are more than a hundred hostile monks, how can they have any thought to deal with Luo Fu.
For a moment, all the birds and beasts dispersed, preparing to flee in all directions.
But how could a mere palace god Dzogchen monk escape the sharp claws of the sixth-order demon!
But they saw an astonishing demonic fire, like a meteorite, crashing into the queue of human monks.
The more than a hundred monks didn't even have time to react before they were blown away one after another.
The terrifying demon fire explosion only used the shock wave generated by the explosion to seriously injure all the human monks collectively.
In the flames, a lion with wings on its back showed its figure.
The lion's whole body was burning with fierce demonic fire, and it was majestic!
The lion opened its huge mouth, and from its throat, a dazzling light condensed rapidly!
next moment.
A series of violent beams of light shot out from the lion's mouth.
Hundreds of beams of light penetrated the chests of more than a hundred hostile monks!
In the Qingtian Sword Palace and the Tianzhen Sword Sect, more than a hundred hostile monks died on the spot without even having time to scream.
the other side.
Luo Fu sat cross-legged on the grassland, silently watching this scene happen.
There was no look of surprise in his eyes.
This scene was obviously arranged by him in advance.
At this time, Luo Fu smiled slightly and said calmly: "Brother Yao, please collect their tidal jade rings for me."
call out!
The flame lion shrank its body and transformed into a man with blond hair, golden beard and a Chinese character face.
The demon flicked his palm lightly, and one hundred and twelve tidal jade rings were sucked into his palm.
Then, the lion demon threw all the jade rings towards Luo Fu from a distance.
With a cold face, he pointed to his abdomen and said: "Human race, the deal between you and me is over."
"I repay the favor of saving my life."
As he said that, the lion demon faced the east, with a faint fear in his eyes, and said: "As for the gray-robed monk, I will never help you chase him."
"I don't know what kind of magic weapon this person holds in his hands. I won't take risks for you."
Luo Fu smiled lightly: "I didn't expect you to chase anyone."
"I saved your life, and you helped me eliminate future troubles. It's only fair."
"you can go now."
The lion demon took a deep look at Luo Fu and said, "Listen to this demon cultivator's advice."
"Your medical skills are so amazing, you should never put yourself in danger by coming here."
"It's time to go, just go."
"Otherwise, it would be a waste of all your medical skills to expose corpses in the wilderness."
After saying that, the lion demon stopped talking too much and immediately turned into a ray of fire and returned to the unknown mountain range.
In the view of the lion demon, Luo Fu's medical skills were so amazing, no matter what, he was able to thrive in the human monastic world.
It's really not worth it to take the risk and hunt for treasure in a place like this.
Luo Fu smiled and sighed, and said: "It is rare for a monster to have such a kind heart."
After speaking, Luo Fu said no more and slowly closed his eyes.
He would stay here for three days and three nights to recover his weakened body.
Suddenly!
A strong wind blows towards my face!
Luo Fu noticed it immediately and quickly opened a pair of starry eyes.
But, it's too late!
In an instant.
Luo Fu only felt a slight light on his knees!
He frowned slightly and quickly looked at his knees with the corner of his eye.
really!
The first-order divine sword lying across his knees has disappeared!
Oops!
Luo Fu raised his head suddenly and shot his sharp gaze straight ahead.
Suddenly, he saw a monk wearing Qingtian Sword Palace robes, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He was holding Luo Fu's first-level divine sword in his hand.
Luo Fu's heart shivered slightly.
How could this happen! ?
He saw with his own eyes that the hundreds of hostile monks had their chests pierced by the lion demon!
Even if one person did survive by chance, he would not be able to regain his mobility so quickly if he was seriously injured.
Immediately, Luo Fu immediately looked towards the chest of the monk from Qingtian Sword Palace.
At this glance.
Luo Fu's mood became heavier and heavier.
But I saw that the monk's chest did have a penetrating wound as big as a bowl of ocean.
But the penetrating injury was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
impossible!
This was the first thought that came to Luo Fu's mind.
Judging from the monk's wounds and recovery speed, it must be a powerful body refining technique at work.
But, this is absolutely impossible!
Except for Luo Fu's Nine Heavens Devouring Divine Body, none of the body refining techniques in the human world can heal itself so quickly!
Even if it is a true immortal level body refining technique, in order to achieve such a recovery speed, you must be at least an Earth Vein Realm or even a Heavenly Vein Realm monk!
Luo Fu's eyes gradually became serious.
He realized that the disciples of Qingtian Sword Palace in front of him were definitely no ordinary monks!
now.
The monk was playing with the first-level divine sword in his hand, and couldn't help but praise: "What a great sword, what a great sword!"
"It's not in vain for me to expose my identity that I have painstakingly hidden."
As he said this, the man stared at Luo Fu with a faint smile and said, "Do you feel strange in your heart?"
"Do you think that, looking at the entire human world, there is no physical refining technique that can achieve my recovery speed?"
"Are you more curious about where a mysterious figure like me came from?"
As he said that, the man laughed.
"Luo Fu, there are countless mysterious people in this world, and not all people with mysterious identities will be as sharp as you to participate in the Holy Son Ceremony."
"My identity is so special and noble that I must remain anonymous and will never be exposed unless absolutely necessary."
"Speaking of which, Luo Fu, you should call me ancestor."
Luo Fu narrowed his starry eyes and chuckled, "Who are you?"
The monk smiled proudly: "I have a close relationship with you, the founder of the Penglai Divine Sect."
Are you closely related to the Patriarch?
Grandmaster, isn't it Luo Fu himself?
Luo Fu frowned and looked at this person carefully, but couldn't find any clues.
The monk chuckled: "Since you are already going to die, there is no harm in telling you."
"My body refining technique is called...the third transformation of swallowing the immortal body!"
The third turn swallows the immortal body?
These words flashed quickly in Luo Fu's mind, but he still had no impression.
However, judging from the name, it seems to be somehow related to his Nine Heaven Devouring Divine Body.
At this moment, the monk suddenly showed a look of resentment on his face and said solemnly: "You don't know how much I hate Su Fu!"
"I wish I could eat his flesh and drink his blood!"
"It's a pity that the old immortal died eight million years ago."
"but you!"
The monk stared at Luo Fu grimly: "Since you are the best disciple of the Penglai Divine Sect."
"Presumably, if I kill you."
"Su Fu, that old and immortal man, will be very sad as well."
"Luo Fu, lead me to death!"
