Luo Fu raised his finger.

Thunder God power, bursting out of dazzling thunder light at the fingertips.

Immediately after, a thunderbolt exploded above the pulsating demon heart.

The raging arc of electricity instantly crawled all over the heart.

Can......

That demon heart was unscathed!

The girl in the black dress frowned and said, "I noticed before, when Xiao Gu held his eyeballs and shot indiscriminately, the red light had swept past the demon heart, but the demon heart was the same as now, undamaged. ”

Luo Fu nodded: "This is the heart of the Demon Immortal, I'm afraid it won't be easy to destroy." ”

The demon immortal is equivalent to the true immortal of the human race, but lower than the true god.

But the true immortal-level demon clan is already an unshakable existence for the monks of the human realm.

Luo Fu's mind moved slightly.

The first order, the Amazing Immortal Sword, shot out from the heart of the eyebrows.

This sword does not have special powers, but it can easily cut through everything in the world.

Luo Fu held the Amazing Immortal Sword and slashed at the demon heart with a sword.

Can!

The invincible blade of the sword only drew a string of sparks on the demonic heart!

After the sword slash, the sword wound left on the surface of the demon heart was only a centimeter deep!

Moreover, the wound was completely healed and intact in just a short moment.

"It's so strong!" Xiao Cang, who was in a black dress, couldn't help but squint her beautiful eyes.

The Amazing Immortal Sword, if it can stick to the flesh and slash at the Immortal Dao Great Perfection Monk, it can cut off the flesh and blood with one sword!

But now, he is helpless with the heart of the demon fairy.

Wan Yuyan, who was lying in the corner, didn't expect that the heart of the demon fairy could be so strong.

After she was stunned for a moment, she suddenly laughed out loud: "It turns out that this demon immortal's heart is so strong!" ”

"Luo Fu, you damn brute, you have nothing to do!"

"I knew this was the case, why did I beg you, hahaha!"

"Give you a chance, you're useless!"

Luo Fu glanced at Wan Yuyan lightly and said, "It's too early to laugh." ”

Let's talk.

Luo Fu withdrew the Thrilling Immortal Sword.

Then, a divine light shot out from the center of his eyebrows.

That divine light fell into Luo Fu's hands by itself, and turned into the main sword of the Divine Sword of Time and Space!

Divine master, weapon!

This sword is even the space and void of the God Realm!

Luo Fu held the Sword of the Space-Time God and aimed the tip of the sword at the Demon Heart.

Like, I want to deliberately let Wan Yuyan experience the despair of being powerless.

Luo Fu didn't cut it with a sword!

Instead, he put the tip of the sword against the pulsating demon heart, and stabbed the sword body of the god master sword into the demon heart, and pushed inward, inch by inch!

The heart of the demon immortal, the indestructible terrifying hardness, is vulnerable in front of the Divine Lord Sword at this moment!

And the process of piercing the Demon Heart with the Divine Lord Sword was like piercing Wan Yuyan's heart.

Wan Yuyan panicked, she screamed: "Stop, stop!" ”

The corners of Luo Fu's mouth rose slightly: "Look carefully." ”

Burst!

A divine sword, complete sword body, all pierced into the heart of the devil!

The heart of the demon fairy suddenly stopped beating!

In the first breath, the red light on the demon's heart gradually extinguished.

The second breath, the living demon heart, began to wither, and the color gradually darkened.

The third breath, the demonic heart, is completely decayed, like a dead tree, withered and cracked.

Wan Yuyan screamed, and also stopped at this moment.

She stared at the demon heart in despair, and the whole figure was drained of her soul.

Luo Fu smiled, and pulled out the Divine Lord Sword.

Boom!

The demon heart burst open, like rotten wood, shattered into a piece of powder!

At the same time.

The entire nest of flesh and blood also withered.

The flesh and blood tissues withered and solidified one after another, and finally lost all their vitality and became a special existence like lime.

Wan Yuyan crawled on her knees in panic and came to Luo Fu's feet.

She held the powder in her hand helplessly, and shouted in a distracted voice: "Can't destroy ......"

"There are still 82,000 fellow disciples who have not been able to rely on it to refine the second-order Dao Cleansing Demon Skill......

"It can't be destroyed, it can't be destroyed."

Luo Fu raised his foot and kicked Wan Yuyan into the Taihuang Prison God Scroll.

The voice was indifferent: "Give her, the same treatment." ”

"Never be reborn!"

As he spoke, Luo Fu clenched his fists tightly.

In a pair of starry eyes, there was a cold light!

In the painful memory, it was the Empress Yaochi, the Nine Great Disciples, and the hatred of Xiao Gu's Nine Supreme Divine Beasts who died tragically at the hands of the Demon Clan.

He gritted his silver teeth and said coldly: "Those who collude with the demons, if there is one, kill one!" ”

"There are 10,000, kill 10,000!"

"If there is a billion, kill it!"

"Leave no one behind"

"Hurry! Exhaust! Kill! Break off! ”

Luo Fu is rarely so angry.

Even Xiao Gu and Xiao Cang, who were standing next to him, were silent and didn't dare to speak.

Subsequently, Luo Fu put the moss yellow prisoner god scroll and included it in the Nine Heavens Spirit Palace.

In his hand, he held Wan Yuyan's spirit ring, and from it, he searched for the map jade slip.

A streamer of light shot into the air from the jade slip, forming a map screen.

Luo Fu's line of sight locked on the location of the "Ten Thousand Demon Lair" for the first time.

Over the entire known area, Luo Fu has always operated in the northern region.

The Holy Land of Time and Space, the Spirit Source Blood Forest, and even the Land of Mist are all in the north.

The "Ten Thousand Devils' Lair" marked on the map is below, to the south.

Located in the known area, the southernmost part of the region, and further south into the unknown region.

Luo Fu pondered: "It seems that it is going to run through the entire known area. ”

Xiao Cang said: "Master, this way south, you will pass through many holy places. ”

"My subordinates suggested, don't rush blindly, it's important to improve your strength by the way."

"If you are overtaken by Wan Renxue and other strong opponents too much, I am afraid that you will destroy the heart of ten thousand demons, and your life will not be guaranteed."

Luo Fu nodded and said, "Well, it should be like this." ”

"At the same time, we must also find a way to merge with Lu Xuan and Wan'er, and use the fragments of Godhead to awaken the first step for their Yaochi Holy Body."

"If not, they will be powerless to resist the combined magic skill."

"That's right, the next step, go to the Lingtian Holy Land."

……

After destroying the first demon nest, Luo Fu did not stop for a moment, and directly advanced towards the Lingtian Holy Land.

A month and a half later.

Since the opening of the Great Secret Realm, the sixth month, and the twentieth day.

A streamer of light pierced the sky, coming from far and near.

When he was only three hundred miles away from the Lingtian Holy Land, Luo Fu began to slow down.

Lingtian Holy Land, according to legend, is a holy place for cultivation.

It must be the place where all forces will fight.

Surrounding the vicinity of the Lingtian Holy Land, it must also be dangerous and abnormal.

Luo Fu lowered his flight altitude and slowly approached the Holy Land at a slow speed.

When you pass by a towering ancient tree that is unusually large.

Luo Fu suddenly stopped his pace.

A pair of starry eyes, pupils constricted!

On the top of a horizontal branch of the giant tree, there were seventy or eighty corpses hanging!

The corpses, all of them, were dressed in ...... Nanhai Hall costumes!

Luo Fu's heart sank slightly.

Nanhai Venerable Palace, isn't that Murong Yan's master?

In particular, the deaths of those corpses were extremely tragic.

One by one, the monks of the Nanhai Venerable Hall were gouged out of their eyes, and they were almost angry, slashed and killed with swords and knives!

And every sword wound, knife wound, is not fatal.

Their death was entirely due to the fact that they were injured too many times and were tortured to death.

Even these people, the Spirit Palace was shattered, and their cultivation was completely wasted.

Moreover, all of them were cut open in the abdomen, and even the intestines were pulled out, wrapped around their own necks, and wrapped around them a few times!

The hands and feet of these people were also cut off with a knife, leaving only bare finger bones and foot bones.

During their lifetimes, they were subjected to inhuman torture!

The Nanhai Venerable Hall is a god-level force that has won the fifth place in the Holy Son Ceremony.

Murong Yan, the master of the South China Sea Palace, is good friends with Penglai Divine Sect.

The scene in front of him made Luo Fu silent, and a faint fire burned in his heart.

"Who did this?"

That's when it happened.

Suddenly, there was a breathless shout ringing in my ears.

"Luo ...... Luo Fu, is it Luo Fu. ”

Luo Fu's heart moved, and 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 person was also miserable, a pair of eyeballs were gouged out, and he could only guess that Luo Fu was here by virtue of his voice.

Luo Fu decisively released a Nine Heavens Divine Power and injected it into this person's body to renew his life for a short time.

The monk, breathless, gasped: "No, it's useless, don't waste time on me." ”

"Murong ...... Ahem, Senior Sister Murong Yan, she, she ......"

Luo Fu's heart chuckled suddenly, a heart, like falling into an ice cave!

"What's wrong with Murong Yan?"

The monk coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, gasped, and said, "Quick, go and save her......"

"She was seriously wounded, and she was being chased and killed...... Towards the Holy Land of Lingtian, he coughed and fled. ”

As he spoke, the person suddenly wailed, with a crying voice: "It hurts, Luo Fu, I hurt so much......"

"Please, give me a break, I'm really in pain......"

Luo Fu was silent.

The Spirit Palace was abolished, and his whole body was severely damaged, and he was about to die in an instant.

Unless there is a top-grade holy medicine, or even a sub-immortal level holy medicine in hand, it can't be saved.

Ke Luo Fu has treated serious injuries several times, and even the dead, all of them are pilgrimage saints, medicine saints, and high-grade elixirs borrowed.

Without the elixir in his hand, he was powerless to return to heaven.

Luo Fu sighed: "Fellow Daoist, let's go, Luo Fu will give you a ride." ”

With that, Luo Fu aimed his fingertips at the center of the person's eyebrows.

After a divine thunderbolt exploded.

The monk, with his head crooked, died of exhaustion.

The next moment.

Rumble!

Luo Fu turned into a bolt of lightning and sprinted towards the Lingtian Holy Land, sprinting at full speed!

He, not even in time, went to bury these bodies.

Murong Yan, her life hangs by a thread!

In the gallop, Luo Fu's heart beat faster, and a heart jumped into thunder.

"Don't die, don't die! Murong Yan, don't die! ”

"You are in the Holy Son Ceremony, sacrifice your life to protect me, you must also give me a chance to save you!"

"Don't die, don't die!"

Luo Fu, the speed of thunder escape, to the extreme!

Even surpassed the limit and burst out with stronger potential!

The domineering thunder and lightning he incarnated tyrannically swept across the sky!

Its speed is so fast, and its power is so irritable.

Everywhere Lingde passed, countless trees were uprooted by the violent wind swept by Luo Fu, and they were destroyed into powder by the thunder!

Thundered!

When Luo Fu's figure had disappeared between heaven and earth, the deafening sound of thunder was long overdue!

Rush!

Rush!

Do your best, do your best, sprint!