"ah!"
In the demonic fire at the bottom of the altar, several monks could not hold on and were refined into Taoist hearts.
The "little man" transformed from the Taoist heart was absorbed and devoured by the demon's remnant soul, making its remnant soul more and more perfect.
The people under the altar became more and more panicked.
"Fellow Daoist Nalan Ruoqing, that little beast Luo Fu... can Fellow Daoist Luo do it?"
"Creating your own skills and practicing them in one day? This is a big joke."
"We are risking our lives!"
Nalan Ruoqing raised her eyelids but said nothing.
She was very angry at this bunch of outsiders who just took advantage of the situation.
But now, she was in no mood to argue with these scum.
With a pale face and a somewhat dazed expression, Nalan Ruoqing felt dizzy and sleepy.
She knew in her heart that once she couldn't hold on any longer and "went to sleep", that would be the time when her Taoist heart would be refined.
But the feeling of embarrassment came over her like a tide, making her unable to resist.
Above, the altar.
Luo Fu still closed his eyes and opened and closed his mouth slightly: "Ruo Qing, listen to me carefully."
"What the Demonic Fire Sacrifice refines is your Taoist heart, so running any technique will be useless."
"The weaker the Taoist heart, the faster they will be refined to death."
"The one among you who is closest to being refined to death only has half a day left."
"The person who can survive the longest can only last three days and three nights."
ah!
There was an uproar below the demon fire.
Luo Fu's words made them even more confused.
"Luo Fu, you are right." The remnant soul of the God King looked at Luo Fu playfully: "These ants will not survive the moment of dawn."
Luo Fu glanced at the remnant soul of the God King and said, "If you don't teach me the skills, I will."
"Ruo Qing, listen carefully, next I will dictate a section of the 'Great Sun Prajna Heart Sutra'."
"Your hard work in cultivation can help you protect your Taoist heart."
Everyone was ecstatic!
Nalan Ruoqing shook his head: "Luo Fu, focus on creating skills and don't get distracted."
Luo Fu said calmly: "Don't worry, this difficulty is nothing to me."
"listen."
Then, an obscure and complex formula slowly came out of Luo Fu's mouth.
The remnant soul of the God King and the remnant soul of the Demon God originally watched with a cold eye, with the attitude of watching a good show.
But the more Luo Fu said the formula, the expressions of the two remnant souls became more and more strange.
After Luo Fu finished speaking all the formulas, the two remnant souls showed extremely shocked expressions.
"Fifth-level god level!" God King Remnant Soul said in shock: "How can you, a little mortal monk, know such a high-level technique!?"
"Where did you get that?!"
Luo Fu said calmly: "Is the fifth level of god level very high?"
"Well, it's certainly not low for a little god like you."
After saying that, he ignored the remnant soul of the God King and continued: "Ruo Qing, this formula is difficult for your talents."
"Don't force yourself to practice them all. Just practice one sentence and you can live five more days."
"If you practice two sentences, you can live longer, and so on, for a total of eighty-one sentences, as many as you can practice."
Nalan Ruoqing looked at Luo Fu in shock, then immediately closed his eyes and began to practice hard.
The other three thousand monks did not dare to talk nonsense anymore. They all corrected their attitude and began to understand and feel shocked.
Luo Fu nodded, no longer distracted, and began to focus on his task.
One day later.
The second day.
The two altars rumbled together.
The sound of violent shaking caused all the monks under the altar to open their eyes and look towards the altar.
"Has Luo Fu...finished his training?"
"You should be done with it, right? He is the strongest person in the Holy Son Ceremony."
At the same time, Luo Fu opened his eyes and stood up slowly.
The eighteen genius monks in the demon altar opposite were impatient and ready to swarm forward.
"slow."
The Demon God's remnant soul suddenly spoke.
"Don't go all in, Zhao Xuelu, you go out alone."
Then Zhao Xuelu said hurriedly: "Your Majesty the Demon God King, why are you so soft-hearted? Is it because your desire to recruit talents is still there?"
Eighteen people came together to kill Luo Fu in one go.
The remnant soul of the demon god had a cold expression on his face: "Why are you so soft-hearted! This demon king doesn't want you to be thrown into a pot!"
"This son, Luo Fu, is of great importance and cannot be rashly advanced."
Forehead……
Zhao Xuelu's face was extremely ugly.
The Demon King spoke too highly of Luo Fudi, which made her feel seriously underestimated.
"As commanded."
Zhao Xuelu had a cold face and a pair of beautiful eyes, glaring at Luo Fu angrily, approaching Luo Fu step by step.
Clang!
A flying sword was pointed directly at the tip of Luo Fu's nose.
"Shattering Void Poison Sect, Zhao Xuelu, fifth level of God Refining!"
"Luo Fu, I'm going to kill you to prove to His Highness the Demon King that I, Zhao Xuelu, am ten thousand times stronger than you!"
Under the altar, in the demonic fire.
A male monk silently stared at the aloof Zhao Xuelu and sighed helplessly.
"Zhao Xuelu, the proud daughter of heaven, the pride of my Shattering Void Poison Sect."
Everyone felt heavy after hearing this.
The monk seemed to be traveling in his memory.
"I joined the Shattering Void Poison Sect since I was a child, and the name Zhao Xuelu has long filled my ears. I was six years old at the time and she was seven."
"When she was ten years old, she participated in the grand ceremony of the outer sect and fought alone among the heroes to become the leader."
"When she was fifteen years old, she participated in the inner sect's grand ceremony and killed all the strong men at the same time with her sword, and won the first prize."
"At the age of nineteen, I participated in the Tianzong Grand Ceremony and rode an unparalleled horse, above ten thousand people!"
"At the age of twenty-seven, he has entered the Great Perfection of God Refining and is invincible in the Emperor's Sect!"
The monk sighed, shook his head and smiled: "I have fought fifty-three battles in my life, and I have never lost a single one!"
"Now she has lowered herself to the realm and comes to participate in the trial of the Great Secret Realm again..."
"To me, she has always been a strong person high in the clouds. I can only look up to her."
"It was only when I had the chance and was given some guidance by the hermit expert that I finally had an epiphany and my strength increased dramatically, making me qualified to enter the Great Secret Realm with her."
"She, Zhao Xuelu, is the unattainable...god in my mind!"
boom!
High in the air.
A deafening thunder exploded throughout the space!
Everyone looked up.
The scene was quiet.
On the altar, Luo Fu only fired one sword!
Then Zhao Xuelu was killed with the sword!
But what he held in his hand was actually just a... wooden sword!
After the sword strike, Luo Fu didn't even look at the result. He put away his sword, turned around, and walked toward the altar.
Behind him, Zhao Xuelu's head fell into the devil's altar.
Snap!
A dead head fell into the arms of the monk who boasted about Zhao Xuelu.
This person stared blankly at Zhao Xuelu in his arms, feeling a little dazed.
Next to him, a monk from Yuhuaxian Palace said blankly: "Your god... was killed by Luo Fu's move."
At the scene, there was only the sound of rapid breathing, rising and falling.
She was even a monk higher than Luo Fu, a monk from the Emperor Sect, who had lowered herself to participate in the Great Secret Realm trial of the Tian Sect monks.
A genius like her, she couldn't even catch Luo Fu's moves!
The next moment, three thousand monks cheered ecstatically.
"Luo Fu is awesome!"
"Luo Fu, is he the eternal god?"
"It turns out that it's so cool to be a teammate with Luo Fu! I feel like even if the sky falls, he, Luo Fu, can help me withstand it!"
"This man is so trustworthy, hahahaha, it feels so good!"
Opposite, the remaining seventeen genius monks on the demon altar were all expressionless.
"Hell, how is this possible? What Taoist fellow Taoist Zhao Xuelu performed was an eighth-level demon-level technique!"
"And it was taught by His Highness the Demon God King himself!"
"Then how could Luo Fu create a stronger technique in one day!?"
The remnant soul of the God King and the remnant soul of the Demon King all fell silent together.
They can't answer this question, they can't even figure it out themselves.
One fight, one breath to end the battle!
Truce, fight again tomorrow.
The seventeen genius monks watched blankly as Luo Fu walked back to the altar, sat on the ground, and closed his eyes again.
On the demon altar, there was a cute and cute girl with a cold face.
He cupped his fists and said: "The genius of Jiutian Shendao Pavilion, Li Yunyue, is at the fifth level of God Refining. Please play in the next battle!"
"Please, His Majesty the Demon God King, teach this junior the ninth-level Demon Immortal-level skills!"
The demon god's remnant soul narrowed his eyes: "How much more talented are you than Zhao Xuelu?"
Li Yunyue said proudly: "Better than her!"
Demon God Remnant Soul nodded and said: "I understand Luo Fu's skills."
"Next, I'll teach you a ninth-level demon-level technique specifically designed to restrain him!"
Everyone’s hearts dropped!
"Oops, the Demon King is going to come forward in person to target Luo Fu!"
"The Demon King's attainments in Kung Fu are probably more than 10 billion times better than that of the mortal Luo Fu!"
"It is the god king of the demon clan. How can it lower itself to target a mortal monk!"
"This is so unfair!"
The Demon God King took the initiative to study Luo Fu's skills and used his own knowledge to restrain Luo Fu.
The mood of all the human monks who had just been excited fell to the bottom again.
Li Yunyue was overjoyed and hurriedly knelt down: "Thank you for your cultivation, His Highness the Demon King! I will definitely go through fire and water for you!"
After saying this, Li Yunyue immediately sat down cross-legged.
After the demon king's remnant soul taught him a technique formula.
The demon altar suddenly emitted a dazzling light.
A halo of light fell from the sky and enveloped Li Yunyue.
The demon king's remnant soul said: "With the blessing of this demon altar, you can be a hundred times more energetic and a hundred times more understanding. The effectiveness of practicing the skills for one day is equivalent to one year!"
The monks at the bottom of the altar were stunned.
It turns out that shrines and demon altars also have this function!
And that damn remnant soul of the God King has been hiding this matter.
They were only given "one day" to practice.
For a time, the anger of the human monks towards the remnant soul of the God King reached its peak.
"Come on Luo Fu, we must kill the opponent!"
"You are so bully to his grandma. Fellow Taoist Luo Fu, you must avenge us!"
One day later.
The two altars are connected together.
Li Yunyue suddenly opened his eyes.
A pair of beautiful eyes, shining with magic light!
"Jiutian Shendao Pavilion, Li Yunyue, fifth level of god refining!"
call out!
Li Yunyue jumped up, holding a flying sword, and shouted proudly: "Luo Fu, I'm here to take your life!"
"Ninth-level Demonic Immortal Level Technique - Great Demon's Sword-Sealing Cult!"
Li Yunyue swung out his sword.
The magnificent magic sword light formed a black wind wall!
Within that wind wall, there were one thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine sword rays.
This move is specifically designed to restrain the swordsmanship of human monks.
The huge wind wall can make the enemy's sword skills useless.
Immediately afterwards.
Luo Fu looked indifferent, raised his arm loosely, and pointed his sword towards the opposite side.
"Unnamed Kung Fu - one sword breaks, and all methods are broken."
boom!
A tyrannical sword light split open the wind wall and chopped off Li Yunyue's head under the sword.
Luo Fu turned around calmly, sheathed his sword, walked back to the altar, sat on the ground, and closed his eyes.
Li Yunyue was killed with one move.
The scene was quiet again.
The sixteen genius disciples in the Demon Altar were all dumbfounded.
"How come... even with His Highness the Demon King's personal guidance, he couldn't resist Luo Fu's move?"
The expression on the Demon God King's remnant soul was extremely ugly.
Li Yunyue's disastrous defeat obviously made it feel extremely humiliated.
"Who will fight next!"
"I will give all my money to you and take Luo Fu's head!"
"Junior, a genius disciple of Taiqing Dao Sect, fifth level of god refining, Xue Renfeng!"
"Request to fight!"
A dignified monk stood up bravely.
The Demon King nodded in approval and said, "Okay, your qualifications are even better than Li Yunyue!"
"This Demon King no longer has any reservations. This time, I will teach you the most exquisite, ninth-level Demon Immortal-level skills!"
The human monk's heart skipped a beat.
"And this god."
Suddenly, on the other side of the altar, the remnant soul of the God King had a gloomy face.
He said something that made all the human monks completely despair.
"This God King, together with the Demon God King, will give you guidance!"
