Luo Fu glanced away.
"Including those seven, there are still fifteen left."
"Fellow Taoists."
Luo Fu faced the three forces of Nanhai Zundian and clasped his fists: "I have something to ask of you."
"Once night falls, please don't fight for the treasures in the tomb."
"Please, attack the mushroom with all your strength and dig out the mushroom crystal."
A Nanhai Zundian monk stood up and said, "Luo Fu, I am Murong Yan's cousin, Murong Dongye."
"We have placed all our hopes on you, and we should cooperate with you, but what's the reason?"
Another Eastern Divine Dynasty monk said: "Yes, we need to know the reason."
Luo Fu smiled slightly: "There are many people with mixed eyes, so it is inconvenient to tell you."
For a moment, all the three alliance forces looked embarrassed.
Murong Dongye was dissatisfied with Luo Fu's lack of honesty and said, "Then... we have to think about it."
"If we don't grab the magic weapon from the tomb, won't we only have a dead end?"
"Is there anything to consider?" Fang Qingxue stepped forward with a cold face.
With a cold face, she swept her stern eyebrows across the allied monks and said, "It sounds like you can grab the magic weapon from the tomb without digging up the Dao Crystal."
"How long have you been in this level? Have you ever grabbed a magic weapon!?"
These words made the allied monks choke to death.
Everyone looked embarrassed and blushed, but they kept mumbling for a long time and could not refute.
Luo Fu laughed dumbly.
Sometimes Fang Qingxue's ruthless character is very useful.
Fang Luxuan, Nalan Ruoqing and the others were very surprised.
Based on their understanding of Fang Qingxue...
"When did Qingxue start speaking for Luo Fu?" Nalan Ruoqing lowered her voice and whispered in Fang Luxuan's ear: "The sun comes out in the west?"
Fang Luxuan shook her head, even she was surprised.
"Then...well, it seems there is no other way." Murong Dongye smiled bitterly and sighed.
time flies.
The first moment when night falls.
When the last ray of sunlight dissipates, the first moment.
Hundreds of thousands of afterimages rushed out from the mushroom underground at the same time, rushing towards the sub-holy weapons scattered on the ground!
Everyone wants to grab a sub-sacred weapon.
These god-refining realm monks, if they don't have any chance encounters, only have sub-relics in their hands.
What would it be like if the sub-holy weapon in hand could bypass the sub-holy weapon and directly obtain the sub-holy weapon.
Its strength will make a qualitative leap.
However, among the hundreds of thousands of figures snatching the magic weapon, there was an empty figure, the fastest!
The empty figure took the lead and rushed into the open space with an absolute speed advantage.
"Oh no, it's Luo Fu!"
"Ah! He wants to rob the sub-sacred artifact we worked so hard to dig up!"
"No, he didn't touch the sub-sacred artifact. What's going on? Did he go pick up the Dao Crystal?"
"Is your brain flooded!?"
All the hostile monks were quite surprised.
Luo Fu was the first one to rush into the open space, but he only picked up seven mushroom crystals.
The remaining low-grade sub-sacred weapons were not even glanced at.
Obviously there was no time left for him to pick up the sub-sacred artifact.
A flood of hostile monks instantly poured into the open space, frantically fighting for the magic weapon.
Before that, Luo Fu had quickly returned to his own camp.
Then, he exchanged looks with the allied monks: "Dig!"
The words just fell.
The Penglai Alliance monks rushed out in a swarm and fought fiercely with the beast tide.
Their goal is very clear. The entire team of 50,000 monks are united to attack only mushrooms!
After digging up a mushroom Dao Crystal, he immediately sprinted towards the next mushroom without any hesitation.
This abnormal behavior immediately attracted the attention of interested people.
Among the monks responsible for observing the Penglai Alliance, someone exclaimed: "What are those idiots doing?"
"Haha, they knew they couldn't grab the tomb, so they turned around and grabbed the Dao Crystal?"
Another person sneered disdainfully: "It takes a hundred pills to advance to a minor level with that crappy thing. Is it enough for 50,000 of them?"
"I'm afraid I won't be able to dig out a thousand Dao crystals until I die."
In the midst of the fierce battle, there was a rare burst of laughter.
Two hours later.
boom!
Another hidden tomb was successfully excavated by hostile forces.
Thousands of low-grade sub-holy weapons are blowing up to the sky.
Countless people snatched it up.
After the third hour, dawn filled the earth.
Everyone has hid under the mushroom in advance.
The monks from the hostile camp, while enjoying the joy of returning home with a full load, frequently made playful taunts towards Penglai Shenzong.
"Hey, I thought the dignified Taoist Master Canglan was very capable."
"After all the fuss, don't we still have to bow to reality and pick up scraps like Dao Jing?"
"That's right, Luo Fu is so smart. If you can't grab the magic weapon, you can't leave empty-handed. Mosquito legs are also meat."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
There was another round of laughter.
Luo Fu smiled and said nothing.
Here, Fang Luxuan stepped forward: "I dug too much and found twenty mushroom crystals."
Luo Fu nodded: "That's enough."
"Luo Fu, what's the next step?" Murong Dongye stepped forward nervously: "You want to absorb the Dao Crystal and upgrade to the fourth level of God Refining, right?"
"That's not unacceptable."
Luo Fu shook his head: "The power of the Dao crystal I have absorbed is already saturated."
"Ah!?" Everyone was dumbfounded.
I originally thought that Luo Fu desperately wanted Dao Jing in order to improve his realm.
As a result, he could no longer absorb Dao Crystal! ?
"Then, then, then aren't we doomed?" Murong Dongye's spirit collapsed.
All the allied monks also withered.
Luo Fu smiled: "Don't worry, I will give you a satisfactory explanation."
After saying this, Luo Fu sacrificed the Holy Dragon Cauldron.
Two hundred mushroom Dao crystals were all thrown into the cauldron.
Immediately, the flames of the nine gods and demons burned the cauldron and refined the weapons!
Although I don’t know what Luo Fu is going to do.
But the dignified Dao Master Canglan suddenly started refining weapons, which still rekindled the fire of hope among the allied monks.
"He is Canglan Dao Master, he must have a powerful weapon!"
"Don't despair, everyone. I believe in fellow Taoist Luo Fu. He will definitely have a way to reverse the defeat!"
Two hours later.
The weapon refining is over.
A dark stick flew out of the Holy Dragon Cauldron and was caught by Luo Fu.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Two hours? What high-level magic weapon can be refined?
Gulu.
Murong Dongye swallowed and forced a smile: "Is this... this thing an immortal weapon?"
It doesn't look like it no matter how you look at it.
Luo Fu smiled and shook his head: "Not that high."
Murong Dongye swallowed again, and the smile on his face became more forced: "Then...a sub-immortal weapon?"
"A sub-immortal weapon is also fine! It will definitely help you improve your combat effectiveness a lot."
Luo Fu still smiled and shook his head.
The smile on Murong Dongye's face disappeared, and he said with a bitter smile: "It can't be...the ultimate holy weapon, right?"
Luo Fu still shook his head.
Everyone was silent.
The hostile monks laughed heartily.
Bang!
In the other party's wanton laughter.
The black stick in Luo Fu's hand suddenly stretched out, and it turned out to be a black umbrella!
The laughter stopped.
After a while, the laughter started again, even louder.
But the next moment.
The laughter stopped again.
because……
Na Luo Fu actually held a black umbrella and stepped out of the mushroom shadow!
The terrifying sunlight shines on the black umbrella.
Luo Fu under the black umbrella was unscathed!
In the huge scene, nearly 600,000 monks were all stunned.
"laugh?"
Luo Fu glanced at the hostile camp and said, "Keep laughing."
