A total of nine thousand monks immediately started to take action, one after another with swords and swords, digging all the way from the dojo at their feet to the depths of the earth's surface.
This seemingly huge project is actually not worth mentioning in the hands of nine thousand God Refining Realm monks.
In just one breath, nine thousand monks hollowed out the entire inner area of the "ancient dojo".
And the depth was also dug up to a hundred feet.
This is because they are crowded together and most of them cannot use it.
Next breath.
A two-hundred-foot deep pit appears!
The fifty thousand monks on the other side were laughing so hard that they could hardly breathe.
There was no thought of rushing to stop him.
They even made sarcastic remarks with the intention of watching a good show.
This so-called "ancient dojo" was forged by them themselves.
In the sky, the thousand-foot-high demon, Wan Tianhao, was floating silently, and did not stop his actions.
Of course he knew that the dojo was fake, and he didn't even bother to focus on Fang Qingxue's excavation project.
He just had a sullen face and fell into huge self-doubt.
He muttered to himself: "Why, why does his attribute power have so much content?"
"Why don't I, Wan Tianhao, have so many?"
Wan Tianhao could even lower himself to the Great Secret Realm just for Luo Fu.
Such a paranoid competitive spirit made him unable to accept that he was inferior to Luo Fu in one aspect.
"No, something must be wrong!"
Wan Tianhao couldn't figure out the crux of it, and became even more angry.
shouted: "I don't believe it!"
After saying that, he was struck with another demonic fist.
Opposite Luo Fu, his mind was not on Wan Tianhao at all. He had been paying attention to the progress of Fang Qingxue and the others.
When he felt the fluctuation of the red ray, he finally looked towards Wan Tianhao.
Immediately, he raised his right hand high and pulled his palm down.
In the sky, a 1,800-foot-high sword suddenly descended and stood in front of Luo Fu.
clang!
The red ray shattered the sword into pieces!
At the same time, another opportunity to kill Luo Fu was lost.
The appearance of the fifth sky-lifting sword light completely shattered Wan Tianhao's self-confidence.
"This is impossible!"
Wan Tianhao roared angrily: "How could this happen!"
"Is my cultivation direction wrong? Or has Luo Fu mastered the secret of cultivation that I have never mastered?"
"I do not believe!"
boom!
Another red ray!
Wan Tianhao has fallen into a state of madness.
But, no surprise.
Another sky-high sword light descended, blocking the red light ray!
At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded.
The fifty thousand hostile monks all looked at Luo Fu like a monster, their eyes dull.
"Oops, why does Luo Fu's attribute power seem to be endless!?"
Wan Tianhao was furious, pointed at Luo Fu and shouted: "What method did you use to make your spiritual palace like this..."
Wan Tianhao found that he could not find an accurate word to describe the "hugeness" of Luo Fuling Palace.
If a monk's attribute power content far exceeds that of others, there are only two possibilities.
First, the realm is high enough.
Second, the spiritual palace is big enough!
Luo Fu's realm is obvious.
That can only be the second possibility.
"Tell me!" Wan Tianhao roared: "Tell me your technique for expanding the spiritual palace!"
"I can save you from death!"
"Save me from death?" Luo Fu's starry eyes flashed with cold light as he looked at Wan Tianhao's demeanor that was neither human nor demonic.
He said in a cold voice: "But I don't intend to save you from death!"
At this time, the pit dug in the dojo was already bottomless.
And from the deep pit, thousands of people shouted in shock.
"Junior Brother Luo Fu, there really is an ancient ruin underneath this!"
"Oh my god, Junior Brother Luo is so good at predicting things. He can even count such hidden relics?"
call out!
A stream of light rushed out of the pit and transformed into Fang Qingxue.
Fang Qingxue looked excited, her pretty face flushed with excitement: "Luo Fu, I found it!"
“We really dug it!”
Right now!
The entire fake ancient dojo began to shake violently.
Immediately afterwards, even the ground beneath his feet began to shake violently.
The earthquake area expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it actually stretched for hundreds of miles.
Such a shocking change made the 50,000 monks on the other side look panicked and retreat like a tide.
No one knows what will happen next moment.
Will some kind of ominous thing rush out of the so-called ruins and annihilate all the creatures on the scene in one fell swoop?
This is a battlefield between gods and demons, and any catastrophe may happen.
Even Wan Tianhao, whose strength was invincible after being transformed into a demon, cautiously flew back a thousand feet away.
next moment.
Dojo, broken.
The land with a radius of hundreds of miles was lifted up high by some kind of giant thing.
The lifted land could not bear the weight, and a crack in the ground opened for hundreds of miles.
boom!
The earth is split into two!
Countless pieces of soil, and even the rock layers that were arched up from the depths, broke apart and slid down in all directions when they were pushed up to the horizon.
Countless pairs of eyes filled with horror stared at the crack in the ground without blinking.
The enemy monks were ready to escape at any time.
After just ten breaths.
An "isolated island in the center of the earth" with a radius of ten miles has emerged from the ground and reappeared!
The island was in the shape of a disk and was enveloped by a huge spherical light curtain.
It is said to be an isolated island, but in fact its shape is more like a miniature continental plate.
When the isolated island appeared in front of everyone.
All eyes were immediately focused on a giant monument reaching the sky on the edge of the island.
The giant monument is all white, with four gleaming gold characters written on it.
"Xuanyuan Sword Tomb"!
Inside the isolated island, there are countless flying swords stuck all over the earth!
There are countless flying swords, they are so densely packed that you can’t even see the edge, there are no less than a hundred thousand of them!
Every flying sword has been eroded by eight million years and is stained with rust.
Even the vast majority of flying swords have chips on their edges and are in dilapidated condition.
The ancient rust and broken blade silently tell the tragic and tragic battle between gods and demons eight million years ago!
Fang Qingxue and other monks couldn't help but be moved when they looked at the boundless flying sword tomb.
Fang Qingxue's eyes swayed and she lost her voice: "Even just looking at those flying swords, I can feel what a heroic hero their master was!"
Xuanyuan Sword Tomb!
How many heroic souls have been buried!
At this moment, all the hostile monks were dumbfounded!
The Xuanyuan Sword Tomb in front of us is not an ancient ruin, what else could it be.
"I, I, I, I'm so shocked! There actually is a ruins here that are eight million years old!?"
"No, no, it can't be such a coincidence, right? We just randomly found an unknown area and set up a fake dojo to deceive people!"
"Hell, it's really a hell!"
Fifty thousand hostile monks, their heads were buzzing, and they even lost the ability to think for a while.
It was such a coincidence that no one could believe it.
Unexpectedly, there is a real ruins directly below the fake ruins!
Even Wan Tianhao in the sky stared blankly at the Xuanyuan Sword Tomb, lost in thought for a long time.
Suddenly, someone burst out laughing: "Flying swords, those are all flying swords left behind by true gods and true immortals!"
"Hahahaha, I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich this time!"
The other monks were all breathing heavily.
This overwhelming wealth made their scalps explode in disbelief.
One hundred thousand flying swords!
They are all fairy swords, divine swords!
What a concept!
"Hahaha, giving these flying swords to any god-level force will be enough for them to defeat the Taicang Holy Realm!"
"Walk along the way, kill gods when you meet them, kill Buddhas when you meet them, and take control of the human world!"
Amid greedy laughter.
The fifty thousand hostile monks had even forgotten the big threat of Luo Fu.
How much reward is a Luo Fu worth? ?
All of a sudden.
Fifty thousand monks turned into fifty thousand streams of light and rushed towards the Xuanyuan Sword Tomb like crazy.
Rob!
Whoever can grab more will have the absolute right to speak!
When Liu Xing's 150 people saw this, they shouted in shock and anger: "You are so impudent that you dare to snatch the treasure from my Xuanqing Dao Sect!"
"Stop everyone!"
Even now, Liu Xing still wants to use the reputation of Xuanqing Taoism to suppress the scene.
But his pitiful roar was collectively ignored by the fifty thousand monks.
Liu Xing was furious and shouted at the other one hundred and forty-nine people: "How dare these low-class people disobey my orders!"
"Quick, quick, don't stand still, grab it!"
the other side.
Duan Jinxiu, Dongfang Nanyuan and other foremen also looked wildly: "Qingxue, start grabbing it!"
"If you grab more flying swords, you can make a comeback!"
Fang Qingxue also shouted anxiously to Luo Fu: "Luo Fu, grab it quickly!"
At the scene, only Luo Fu and Wan Wuhen were the only strongest ones.
Between the enemy and ourselves, the biggest task of grabbing the sword will naturally fall on the two of them.
However, Luo Fu seemed unmoved.
The fairy sword, the divine sword that made countless people crazy about it, was stuck on the surface of the Xuanyuan Sword Tomb like weeds, and no one cared about it.
But Luo Fu never made any move.
On the other side, Wan Tianhao also did not move.
Both of them looked on coldly at the madness at the scene.
Bang bang bang bang!
The next moment.
A series of dull crashing sounds, like rain falling on stone slabs, sounded intensively.
Not a single stream of light transformed by nearly 60,000 monks could break through the spherical light curtain of the sword tomb.
All the monks hit it and bounced back in embarrassment.
"Is this impossible!?" Liu Xing said angrily: "I have at least two hundred secret realm jade rings in my hand!"
"Why can't you break through this barrier?"
One hundred secret jade rings are enough to enter the temple.
But this sword tomb seems to be different from the boundary of the temple.
next moment.
Fifty thousand monks immediately looked for fellow disciples, donated their jade rings one after another, and gathered together.
Finally, hand over a representative from your own sect.
Immediately, representatives from the same sect, holding thousands of jade rings, once again rushed towards the Xuanyuan Sword Tomb with confidence.
But it was accompanied by a crashing sound.
Once again, the plans of these representatives came to nothing.
"Thousands of secret jade rings are not enough!?"
In the sky, Wan Tianhao watched the clowns perform, but said nothing.
His attention always stayed on Luo Fu.
he is very smart.
I know even more clearly in my heart that if the secret jade ring cannot break through the sword tomb barrier.
Then the only one who can break the barrier is Luo Fu!
Obviously, everyone is aware of this.
Then Liu Xing hurriedly shouted to Wan Tianhao: "Brother Wan Tianhao, quickly put your claws on Luo Fu's neck and force him to open the barrier!"
Wan Tianhao's demonic eyes turned cold, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Shut up, don't expose your poor IQ anymore!"
Liu Xing's words embarrassed Wan Tianhao.
If he could put his claws against Luo Fu's throat, he wouldn't have to wait until now! ?
Wan Tianhao focused his attention on Fang Qingxue and the others.
A pair of magic eyes slowly swept back and forth.
He considered in his mind how many people needed to be let go in order to induce Luo Fu to take action.
However at this time.
Luo Fu, without receiving any threats or inducements, took the initiative to float towards the boundary of the Sword Tomb.
However, his attention was not on the massive flying swords.
Not even placed on the barrier.
Instead, he has been examining the huge monument that reaches the sky with "Xuanyuan Sword Tomb" written on it.
"Luo Fu, what's wrong?" Fang Qingxue asked hurriedly.
Luo Fu frowned slightly: "This is not an ordinary stone tablet."
"This monument is made of the Samsara Heroic Spirit Stone."
Say it.
Luo Fu narrowed his starry eyes, faced the huge monument that reached the sky, and formed a seal with his hands.
He shouted in a low voice: "Show!"
The next moment, the sky-reaching stone tablet suddenly began to glow.
Immediately afterwards, a screen shot out from the stone tablet.
The scene on the screen showed the terrain of the Xuanyuan Sword Tomb, but it was completely empty, not even a flying sword.
Everyone realized that the time in the picture should be before the Xuanyuan Sword Tomb was established.
at the same time.
A majestic figure appeared in the picture.
The moment he saw that figure, Luo Fu's heart trembled.
