Void vortex, in the void channel.
"Taihuang Prisoner Divine Scroll!"
"Certainly!"
During the transmission process through the void passage, Luo Fu threw out the supreme artifact, the Taihuang prisoner scroll.
The ancient books turned into a magnificent palace.
The powerful supreme artifact fights against the void passage and forcibly stays in the passage.
Luo Fu, on the other hand, stepped on the sword with both feet and hid directly in the palace.
At this point, the void channel has returned to tranquility.
There is only one palace, quietly suspended in the endless void.
Inside the palace.
A hundred Dao crystals floated out of Luo Fu's eyebrows.
The sparkling Dao crystals, containing the astonishing residual power of the technique, were lined up in a row and suspended in front of Luo Fu.
Xiao Cang said: "Master, are you planning to retreat and improve yourself here?"
Luo Fu nodded slightly.
"This is the best place to practice."
The upper level is the "paper domain", where there is no opportunity to practice.
As for the next floor, I don’t know what kind of scene it is.
Although Luo Fu is brave, he is not stupid.
Rushing to the next level rashly is not rational.
It would certainly be best if there was an opportunity to advance to a minor level before going to the next level.
Immediately.
Luo Fu sat cross-legged and performed the Dayan Swallowing Heaven Technique.
Among the hundred Dao crystals, the first one slowly floated out.
As Luo Fu's technique was running, wisps of fluorescence were extracted from the first magic crystal.
…
at the same time.
The tomb of gods and demons, a certain space.
In a vast tomb.
In mid-air of the giant tomb, a spiral shape, a void vortex, suddenly opened!
The next moment, 20,000 monks suddenly fell out of the whirlpool.
Immediately afterwards, a bright light enveloped 20,000 people and suspended them in mid-air in the giant tomb.
The 20,000 people looked panicked, not knowing what they were imprisoned by, and they tried their best to attack the light curtain prison.
"Ah? What's going on? Senior Brother Sun, why can't I use the technique?"
"Yeah, me too! Why can't I use my skills?"
"Damn, what the hell did we jump into?"
The 20,000 monks suddenly discovered that the moment they appeared in the tomb, none of their skills could be used.
"Don't bother."
Suddenly, a long and deep voice sounded.
The 20,000 imprisoned monks looked around in a hurry, looking for the person who spoke.
Only then could we finally see the layout of the tomb clearly.
This large tomb is very strange. It looks like an independent tomb space with a diameter of more than a hundred miles.
And this tomb space is floating alone in endless nothingness.
The layout of the tomb is also very strange.
This seems to be some kind of weird altar.
On the left side of the tomb is a vast altar.
On the right side of the tomb is a huge demon altar.
Directly below the twenty thousand monks is the bottom of the altar, where a strange black fire is burning.
What surprised them especially.
Among the black fire at the bottom of the altar, thousands of human monks were sitting.
The monk in the flames had a painful expression, and he was obviously being refined by the black fire!
The 20,000 monks located between the two altars of gods and demons looked increasingly panicked.
Everyone suddenly discovered that on top of the altar, there was a residual soul of the true god floating.
And above the demon altar, there is floating the remnant soul of the demon god!
But the strange thing is that there are eighteen human monks standing at the feet of the demon god's remnant soul.
The eighteen people looked proud and cold.
The remnant soul of the demon god above the heads of the eighteen people laughed wildly. It licked its lips greedily: "This is really wonderful!"
"Such a large amount of delicacies have been brought in. If they are eaten up, this demon will be only one step away from resurrection!"
What swallows?
What resurrection?
"What...what is going on here?"
The 20,000 monks were so frightened that they had no master.
At this time, on the altar opposite, the remnant soul of the true god sighed slowly: "You guys, you can figure it out for yourself."
The remaining soul of the True God waved his hand and released a divine thought.
That divine thought entered the minds of twenty thousand monks at the same time.
Divine thoughts were directly transformed into thoughts, causing 20,000 people to immediately understand their situation.
This large tomb is located in a certain space area of the Tomb of the Tombs of Gods and Demons.
It’s called, the world of fighting between gods and demons!
During the war between gods and demons, this was the place where gods and demons fought.
Now, on the gods' side, there is only the last remnant soul of the true god, and there is only one remnant soul of the demon god on the opposite side.
The monks who come here are going to have a duel with each other!
Those who fail in the battle will be knocked down from the altar, and their Taoist hearts will be refined by the black demonic fire!
Demons have always been cannibals.
Low-level demons eat the flesh and blood of human monks.
But high-level demons, such as the Taoist Demon and the Spell-Destroying Demon, eat the Dao Heart of the monks!
At this time, the thousands of monks who were being sacrificed by the demonic fire under the altar were being sacrificed to refine their Taoist hearts!
Once the Dao Heart is refined, it will be devoured by the demon god's remnant soul on the spot and used for the great cause of resurrection!
If a monk's Taoist heart is sacrificed, he will be doomed and have no hope of reincarnation, which is even more terrifying than death.
At this moment.
These 20,000 monks will face the situation of fighting.
The remaining souls of the True God and the Demonic God will choose their helpers and sides.
Twenty thousand monks looked at the empty altar.
He looked again and saw the magic altar with eighteen monks.
Who is strong and who is weak is clear at a glance!
All of a sudden.
The whole audience shouted loudly.
"Ah ah ah, I want to join the Demon God's side!"
"I don't want to go to the altar."
"Senior Sister Zhao! Senior Sister Zhao Xuelu, is it you!"
Suddenly, a monk caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the direction of the magic altar.
"Hahaha, great, that is the top genius of our Shattering Void Poison Sect, Senior Sister Zhao Xuelu! She is over there at the Demon Altar!"
"Ah, Senior Brother Sun Chun, look, it's the super genius of our Haoran Confucian Sect, Senior Brother Sun!"
"Hahaha, our Junior Sister Li Yunyue from Jiutian Shendao Pavilion is also over there at the Demon Altar!"
Twenty thousand monks were surprised to find that on the other side of the demon altar, they all found the favored son of heaven who belonged to their respective forces!
With their fellow geniuses as their backers, they immediately had a backbone.
In an instant, 20,000 monks knelt down and clasped their fists together in the prison.
"We are willing to join the magic altar!"
But when they lowered their heads, they didn't notice it.
The expressions on the faces of those eighteen top geniuses were very cold.
"You bunch of ants have no qualifications."
The words of the demon god's remnant soul made twenty thousand monks feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.
If they are unable to join the demon altar, their next opponents will be top geniuses from their respective forces!
Isn't it a dead end?
A monk said with a cry: "Senior Sister Zhao Xuelu, you took the best care of me when we were in the Shattering Void Poison Sect. Please beg the Demon God and let me join the Demon Altar."
On top of the demon altar, a tall female disciple with a straight nose said calmly: "Junior Brother Wang, give up."
"If you all join the demon altar, then who will come to refine your Taoist heart and make offerings to the demon god?"
"Unfortunately, the Demon Altar only needs the most talented monks."
"Trash, only worthy of being food under the Demon Temple."
Your Highness?
king?
That demon god’s remnant soul is the demon god king!
"No, we don't want to join the altar!"
No matter how hard the 20,000 monks begged.
But their talented senior brothers and sisters have become so strange, and their indifferent attitude has turned them away.
The devil rejected all 20,000 monks.
And these 20,000 people were naturally left on the altar.
The remnant soul of the True God looked down at the 20,000 monks from a high position and said with compassion: "Don't be afraid. Our human race may not necessarily be defeated."
"First understand the rules of the fight and be mentally prepared."
Another divine thought entered the minds of twenty thousand monks.
In the battle between gods and demons, both sides can send up to a hundred people to fight each time.
And this world of gods and demons fighting magic is the same as the "paper domain", it is also a "law chaos domain", a place where the laws are chaotic.
Here, none of the techniques engraved in the monk's mind can be used.
Even the techniques engraved in the memory of the previous life will not work.
This means that they must learn the techniques now from the true god's remnant soul.
But it only lasts for one day!
After receiving the news, all 20,000 monks looked ashen and collapsed on the ground.
"one day!?"
A monk angrily waved his arms towards the remnant soul of the True God: "What kind of skills can you practice in one day!"
He pointed angrily at the demon altar opposite: "There is a super-genius monk among the eighteen forces!"
"Not only that, they must have gone through a lot of rounds of fighting, and their magic skills must be extremely proficient. How can they fight like this!"
"Tell me how to fight!"
The true god's remnant soul shook his head and sighed: "This god king is just a remnant soul, unable to change the laws of this chaotic realm."
"This God King is powerless."
The rules have changed.
Cannot be corrected.
Twenty thousand monks wanted to cry but had no tears.
They don't have any choice.
Only one hundred people could be sent as candidates for the first round of fighting.
And the remnant soul of the true god taught the techniques on the spot.
An ancient scroll, condensed from the soul.
"You who have studied this scroll, and depending on your qualifications, can study up to the third level of god-level techniques."
"Hurry up."
The third-level god-level technique made the one hundred candidates feel excited!
But a day later, their faces were ashen again.
Based on their qualifications, they have only comprehended the eighth level True Immortal level technique!
The lowest one has only reached the sixth level of true immortal level.
God-level skills? Can't even touch it.
The time limit has expired.
On the second day, a land of light appeared between the two altars of gods and demons, connecting the two altars together.
On the altar side, a hundred monks knew that the danger was high, but they could only grit their teeth and rush out.
As for the Demon Altar, only eighteen people were sent.
According to the rules of fighting, as many people as one side sends, the other side must also send the same number of people.
One hundred people is the upper limit.
If the number is less than one hundred, send as many as there are.
In an instant, a hundred monks from the altar were fighting against eighteen top monks from the demon altar.
The magic skills of the demon monks were inherited by the Demon God King himself, and each magic skill is extremely powerful.
As for the monks on the altar, their qualifications are not as good as those of their opponents, their level of skills is not as good as theirs, and even the number of days they have spent practicing their skills is far less than that of their opponents!
It was just a face-to-face meeting, and a hundred monks in the altar were collectively defeated.
Immediately afterwards, an invisible coercion knocked hundreds of people off the altar and fell into the demonic fire!
They sat down cross-legged in panic, trying to fight against the demonic fire.
However, although the Dao Heart is difficult to be refined through burning sacrifice, it is only a matter of time.
An atmosphere of despair permeated the entire world of fighting between gods and demons.
The two altars of gods and demons above were separated again.
On the same day, the one-day practice period was restarted again.
The next day, another hundred monks from the altar were knocked down from the altar and suffered the pain of having their Taoist hearts burned.
At this time, among the thousand monks who were the first to reach the altar, some could no longer bear it!
But he saw a glowing "little man" slowly floating out from between the man's eyebrows.
The devil laughed loudly and suddenly opened his devil's mouth.
The "little man" hissed and was swallowed into the mouth by the devil's remnant soul!
One month later.
Rest, rest from war, rest from war, reincarnation alternates.
A full three thousand monks have fallen to the bottom of the altar and been sacrificed to refine their Taoist hearts.
Two months later, the six thousandth human monk was knocked off the altar.
Three months later!
Under the altar, there was a mournful wailing that never stopped, like a purgatory on earth!
On the other side of the demon altar, the eighteen top human monks had cold faces, as if the victims were not from the same race!
Amidst the wailing that filled the sky, someone cried out miserably.
"Who can come and save us!"
"Who can end this nightmare?"
"Haha... It's useless. Those eighteen demon monks are all the top geniuses of our sect. No one can be their opponent..."
"Oh...hehe, everything is over."
at this time!
A huge vortex of nothingness suddenly condensed and took shape between the two altars.
Immediately afterwards, a man with a slightly thin body but a straight waist appeared silently between heaven and earth.
The moment this person appears.
The entire world of fighting between gods and demons fell silent.
"He...he's here!"
"Oh my God, he's coming! We're saved!"
