Luo Fu raised his finger.
Thunder power, dazzling lightning bursts out from the fingertips.
Immediately afterwards, a thunder finger force exploded above the pulsating demon heart.
The raging arc instantly filled the entire heart.
Can……
That devil's heart was actually unscathed!
The girl in the black dress frowned and said, "I noticed before that when Xiao Gu held his eyeballs and shot randomly, the red light once shot through the devil's heart, but the devil's heart was not damaged as it is now."
Luo Fu nodded: "This is the heart of the Demon Immortal, I'm afraid it won't be easily destroyed."
Demonic Immortals are equal to human true immortals, but lower than true gods.
But the true immortal-level demons are already an unshakable existence for the monks in the human world.
Luo Fu's thoughts moved slightly.
At the first level, the Jinghong Immortal Sword shoots out from the center of the eyebrows.
This sword has no special power, but it can easily cut through everything in the world.
Luo Fu held the Jinghong Immortal Sword and slashed at the demon's heart with one strike.
Can!
The invincible sword blade only drew a string of sparks on the devil's heart!
After the sword slash, the sword wound left on the surface of the devil's heart was only one centimeter deep!
Moreover, the wound was completely healed in just an instant and remained intact as before.
"So strong!" Xiao Cang in black skirt couldn't help but narrowed her beautiful eyes.
If the Jinghong Immortal Sword can stick to the flesh and hit the Immortal Dzogchen cultivator, it can cut off his flesh and blood with one sword!
But now, I have no choice but to take the demon fairy's heart.
Wan Yuyan, who was lying in the corner, probably didn't expect that the devil's heart could be so strong.
After she was stunned for a moment, she suddenly laughed loudly: "It turns out that this devil's heart is so powerful!"
"Luo Fu, you damn beast, there's nothing you can do!"
"If I had known this, why would I, Wan Yuyan, have to beg you so hard, hahaha!"
"I gave you a chance, but you didn't use it!"
Luo Fu glanced at Wan Yuyan lightly and said, "It's too early to laugh."
Say it.
Luo Fu took back the Jinghong Fairy Sword.
Then, a divine light shot out from between the eyebrows.
That divine light fell into Luo Fu's hands and turned into the Master Sword of Time and Space!
God-level, weapons!
This sword can even cut open the space and void of the God Realm!
Luo Fu held the Master Sword of Time and Space God and pointed the tip of the sword at the devil's heart.
It was like deliberately letting Wan Yuyan experience the despair of being helpless.
Luo Fu didn't kill him with one sword!
Instead, he pressed the tip of the sword against the pulsating devil's heart, and thrust the blade of the God's Master Sword into the devil's heart, pushing it inward inch by inch!
The heart of the Demon Immortal, with its indestructible and terrifying hardness, is now vulnerable to a blow in front of the God's Master Sword!
And the process of the God's Master Sword piercing into the devil's heart was like piercing into Wan Yuyan's heart.
Wan Yuyan panicked and screamed: "Stop, stop it!"
The corners of Luo Fu's mouth raised slightly: "Watch carefully."
puff!
A god's master sword, with its entire blade pierced into the devil's heart!
The heart of the demon fairy suddenly stopped beating!
In the first breath, the red light on the devil's heart gradually extinguished.
In the second breath, the living demon heart began to wither and its color gradually turned gray.
The third breath, the demonic mind, completely dies, like a dead tree, withered and cracked.
Wan Yuyan screamed and stopped at this moment.
She stared at the devil's heart with all hope, as if her soul had been sucked out of her entire body.
Luo Fu chuckled and pulled out the Divine Master Sword.
Bang!
The devil's heart exploded, like rotten wood, shattered into powder!
at the same time.
The entire nest of flesh and blood also withered.
The flesh and blood tissue withered and solidified one after another, and finally lost all vitality, turning into a special existence like lime.
Wan Yuyan crawled on her knees in panic and came to Luo Fu's feet.
She helplessly held the powder in her hands and shouted absently: "It can't be destroyed..."
"There are still 82,000 fellow disciples who have not been able to rely on it to refine the second-level Daoqing Demonic Art..."
"It can't be destroyed, it can't be destroyed"
Luo Fu raised his foot and kicked Wan Yuyan into the Taihuang Prisoner Divine Scroll.
The voice was cold: "Give her the same treatment."
"You will never be reincarnated!"
As he spoke, Luo Fu clenched his fists tightly.
A pair of starry eyes flashed with a cold light!
In the painful memory, it is the Empress of Yaochi, the nine disciples, and the hatred of Xiao Gu and the nine supreme beasts who died tragically at the hands of the demons.
He gritted his silver teeth and said coldly: "If there is anyone who colludes with the demons, kill him!"
"Ten thousand, kill ten thousand!"
"If there is a billion, kill a billion of them!"
"Leave no one behind"
"Hurry! Exhaust! Kill! Absolutely!"
Luo Fu was rarely so angry.
Even Xiao Gu and Xiao Cang, who were standing nearby, were silent and did not dare to speak.
Later, Luo Fu took the Taihuang Prisoner Divine Scroll into Jiutianling Palace.
In his hand, he held Wan Yuyan's spiritual ring, from which he retrieved the map and jade slip.
A stream of light shot into the air from the jade slip, forming a map picture.
Luo Fu's eyes immediately locked onto the location of the "Lair of Ten Thousand Demons".
Throughout the entire known area, Luo Fu has always been operating in the northern area.
The Holy Land of Time and Space, the Spiritual Blood Forest, and even the Mist Land are all in the north.
The "Lair of Ten Thousand Demons" marked on the map is below, in the south.
Located in the known area, the southernmost area, and the unknown area further south.
Luo Fu thought thoughtfully: "It seems that we are going to traverse the entire known area."
Xiao Cang said: "Master, this way south, you will pass through many holy places."
"My subordinates suggest that you don't just rush, it's more important to improve your strength along the way."
"If we are overtaken by Wan Renxue and other powerful enemies too much, we may destroy the heart of all demons and risk our lives."
Luo Fu nodded and said, "Well, that's how it should be."
"At the same time, we have to find a way to reunite with Lu Xuan and Wan'er, and use the fragments of the divine head to carry out the first step of awakening for their Yao Chi Holy Body."
"If not, they will have no ability to resist the combined magic power."
"Just in time, the next step is to go to Lingtian Holy Land."
…
After destroying the first demon nest, Luo Fu headed directly towards Lingtian Holy Land without stopping for a moment.
A month and a half later.
Since the opening of the Great Secret Realm, it has been the sixth month and twenty days.
A stream of light pierced the sky, coming from far to near.
When he was only three hundred miles away from Lingtian Holy Land, Luo Fu began to slow down.
Lingtian Holy Land is said to be a holy land for cultivation.
It must be a battleground for all forces.
The area surrounding Lingtian Holy Land must also be extremely dangerous.
Luo Fu lowered his flying altitude and slowly approached the Holy Land at a slow speed.
When passing by an unusually huge towering ancient tree.
Luo Fu suddenly stopped walking.
A pair of starry eyes, pupils shrinking!
On a horizontal branch of the giant tree, there were seventy or eighty corpses hanging!
These corpses are all wearing... Nanhai Zundian costumes!
Luo Fu's heart sank slightly.
Nanhai Zundian, isn't that Murong Yan's disciple?
In particular, the death conditions of those corpses were extremely miserable.
Each of the Nanhai Zundian monks had their eyes gouged out, and they were hacked to death with random swords and knives as if to vent their anger!
And every sword wound and knife wound is not fatal.
Their deaths were entirely due to being injured too many times and being tortured to death.
Even for these people, their spiritual palaces were shattered and their cultivation bases were completely destroyed.
Moreover, their entire abdomens were cut open, and even their intestines were taken out and wrapped around their own necks several times!
The hands and feet of these people had their flesh and blood cut off with a knife, leaving only bare finger bones and foot bones.
They suffered inhuman torture during their lifetime!
Nanhai Zundian is the god-level force that won fifth place in the Holy Son Ceremony.
Murong Yan, the master of Nanhai Palace, was on good terms with Penglai Shenzong.
The scene in front of him made Luo Fu silent, and a faint fire burned in his heart.
"Who did this?"
Just then.
Suddenly, a breathless shout sounded in his ears.
"Luo... Luo Fu, is it Luo Fu?"
Luo Fu's heart moved, and it instantly turned into a bolt of lightning, and in the next moment, he appeared in front of the only monk who was still alive.
This man was also extremely miserable. A pair of his eyeballs had been gouged out. He could only rely on his voice to guess that Luo Fu was here.
Luo Fu decisively released a burst of Nine Heavens divine power and injected it into the man's body to temporarily extend his life.
The monk was so angry that he gasped: "No, it's useless. Don't waste your time on me."
"Murong...cough, Junior Sister Murong Yan, she, she..."
Luo Fu's heart skipped a beat, as if his heart had fallen into an ice cave!
"What's wrong with Murong Yan?"
The monk coughed up two mouthfuls of blood and gasped: "Quick, go save her..."
"She was seriously injured and was being chased. She fled toward... toward the Spirit Heaven Holy Land. She escaped."
As he said this, the man suddenly started wailing, with a cry in his voice: "It hurts, Luo Fu, I hurt so much..."
"Please, give me an end, I really hurt..."
Luo Fu was silent.
The spiritual palace was destroyed, the whole body was severely damaged, and he was about to die in an instant.
Unless you have the best holy medicine, or even the sub-immortal level holy medicine, you will not be able to save him.
Ke Luofu treated serious injuries and even the dead several times, using high-level elixirs borrowed from the pilgrim saints of medicine and medicine.
Without the elixir in hand, there was nothing he could do to save himself.
Luo Fu sighed: "Fellow Taoist, go on your way, Luo Fu will give you a ride."
After saying this, Luo Fu pointed his fingertips at the man's eyebrows.
After a divine thunder exploded.
The monk tilted his head and died.
The next moment.
boom!
Luo Fu transformed into a bolt of thunder and lightning and sprinted towards Lingtian Holy Land at full speed!
He didn't even have time to bury the bodies.
Murong Yan, her life hangs on a thread!
While galloping, Luo Fu's heartbeat accelerated, and his heart jumped into thunder.
"Don't die, don't die! Murong Yan, don't die!"
"You risked your life to protect me during the Holy Son Ceremony. You must also give me, Luo Fu, a chance to save you!"
"Don't die, don't die!"
Luo Fu used his thunder escape speed to the maximum limit!
It even surpassed the limit and unleashed greater potential!
The domineering thunder and lightning he incarnated swept across the sky violently!
Its speed is so fast and its magical power is so violent.
Wherever Ling De passed, countless trees were uprooted by the strong wind that Luo Fu passed by, and were destroyed into powder by the thunder!
Boom!
When Luo Fu's figure had disappeared between the sky and the earth, the deafening sound of thunder finally arrived at the same place!
rush!
rush!
Try your best, do your best, sprint!
