In front of him, Murong Yan's snow-white color made Luo Fu dizzy.

Two points of red, even more coincidental.

Luo Fu coughed dryly in his throat and said, "Thank you Murong Dao for your kindness." ”

"But I'm not going to die."

"Neither will you."

With that, Luo Fu turned around, faced the group of enemies, and strode forward.

Murong Yan closed her shirt with some disappointment.

Opposite side.

Lu Nan took the lead and shouted coldly: "Luo Fu! Don't say that Lao Tzu didn't give you a chance! ”

"Hand over Murong Yan and let us enjoy it!"

"And you, kneel and kowtow, cut off the meridians, and save the dog's life!"

"If not, you will bear the consequences!"

Luo Fu's face was expressionless, his eyes were slightly raised, and he said indifferently: "Don't bark." ”

"Shame on the face!" Lu Nan's eyes narrowed: "What are you waiting for, do it!" ”

The next moment.

Led by Lu Nan, all the Xuanqing Daomen monks collectively performed Daoqing Demon Skills.

One by one, the clear qi rose from the top of everyone's heads, and quickly transformed into magical power!

That Lu Nan shouted: "Dao Qing Qi - Ten Thousand Demon Sect!" ”

The waves of demonic energy, at the top of the dome of the temple, converged into a billowing black cloud.

At the bottom of the black cloud, there was some kind of huge thing, which slowly sank and broke out of the cloud.

That, but it's a strange "demon head".

The head of the demon has a hideous face like a ghost, a pair of demon eyes are scarlet, and the red light in the eyeballs is flashing.

And at the "broken neck" of the demon head, there are tiny tentacles growing.

The tentacles are like poisonous snakes, waving their teeth and claws, as if they have independent life.

The old man of the Immortal Soul stared at the demon head in surprise and said, "I didn't expect that the descendants of my Xuanqing Dao Sect would practice such a heavenly demon skill!" ”

"Hehe, yes, very good!"

The terrifying demonic power exuded by that demon head is indeed extremely powerful!

The combined magic skill of one hundred and fifty people is more than one grade stronger than the one Luo Fu has seen, the combined magic skill of one hundred people.

is on Luo Fu's side, the strongest Xiao Gu, it is difficult to match it.

But at this time, Luo Fu was still calm and calm, and he didn't seem to know his situation.

He raised his eyes slightly, looked at the demon head in the sky, examined it, and nodded slightly: "Yes, it is indeed very strong." ”

"But alas, you can't get your wish."

Lu Nan laughed wildly: "When death is coming, you dare to be hard-mouthed!" ”

"I want to see what other means you have!"

Luo Fu nodded: "Well, I'll show you." ”

Let's talk.

Luo Fu pointed to the sky with his right hand.

A divine light shot out from the center of his eyebrows.

That divine light, in mid-air, turned into a quaint book.

Immediately after, the book spun around and suddenly transformed into an independent palace!

When the old man of the fairy soul saw this, he immediately felt frightened.

frowned, and said in a deep voice: "This ...... What level of magic is this? ”

The voice did not fall.

The independent palace fell to the ground with a bang!

Luo Fu faced Lu Nan and the others head-on, smiled indifferently, took a step back, and retreated into the palace gate.

Meanwhile.

From that palace, there was a suction force, which sucked Murong Yan into it.

Man, gone.

At this moment, Lu Nan and everyone were slightly stunned.

Then Lu Nan frowned: "What does this mean?" ”

"No matter, along with the palace, it's going to be a blast!"

"Blow him out!"

Let's talk.

The demon head in the sky, a pair of scarlet eyes, suddenly shot out two tyrannical beams!

Thundered!

A terrifying beam of magic exploded on the surface of the palace.

But it is......

Intact!

All monks have constricted their pupils!

Only the old man with the fairy soul saw the clues.

He found that the magic beam shot by the demon head didn't even touch the strange palace.

But when he was only a few feet away from the palace, he was blocked by an invisible force.

The combined magic skill of one hundred and fifty people, unexpectedly, does not even have the qualifications to touch the palace!

The old man looked awe-inspiring.

Lu Nan said angrily: "What the hell is that? Can't even blow it up? ”

"He won't come out, let's go in!"

"Wait!" The old man of the fairy soul hurriedly shouted: "Don't enter!" ”

"This book is a magic weapon, giving the old decay a feeling of heart-pounding, don't enter, otherwise there will be no return!"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, obviously not very convinced.

Used as a trap, the Taihuang Prison God Scroll, under the control of Luo Fudi, did not exude attraction.

Lu Nan said suspiciously: "Ancestor, are you sure?" ”

While speaking, Lu Nan gave up the idea of rushing into the palace, and instead, approached the palace step by step and cautiously.

After a few steps, his face was pale and he was in a cold sweat.

"It's ...... What does it feel like? ”

"Why, the closer you get to it, the more you feel like even your soul is about to fall into an endless abyss?"

Lu Nan was shocked and hurriedly retreated.

Fortunately, the old man of the fairy soul reminded him, otherwise, if he rushed over, he would realize that the situation was not right halfway, and it would be too late.

Thinking of this, Lu Nan felt a chill down his spine, and fear came to his heart for a while.

Time.

Everyone, all of them have no idea.

A monk said angrily: "Damn, Senior Brother Lu Nan, could it be that you just watched Luo Fu hide inside?" ”

Lu Nan frowned and said angrily: "Keep attacking!" ”

Thundered!

The demon head once again launched an intensive attack on the palace.

But no matter how fierce the attack, the palace is still immovable!

The monk of Xuanqing Daomen almost went crazy.

The old man of the immortal soul was thoughtful and said, "It's okay, he will always come out." ”

"Now that you've seen the power of this magic weapon, next time, don't repeat the same mistakes."

"Wait, continue to cultivate."

"When your cultivation far surpasses him, you will have the ability to bombard him before he releases this magic weapon!"

"Next time, don't be delusional about capturing alive, just kill you!"

Although everyone was unwilling, they could only accept their fate angrily.

Half an hour later.

Under the impotent and furious gaze of everyone, Luo Fu and Murong Yan swaggered out of the palace.

Lu Nan gritted his teeth angrily, and his arms were trembling.

The old man of the Immortal Soul snorted coldly, and then looked at Lu Nan: "Continue to cultivate." ”

"When all twelve days are over, he'll be vomited out of the temple."

"If you want to kill him, there are many opportunities."

Lu Nan hugged his fists and said, "Yes, ancestor." ”

After that, one hundred and fifty people, after glaring at Luo Fu angrily, sat down cross-legged one after another and continued to absorb spiritual power.

This side.

Murong Yan looked at Lu Nan and their cultivation with envy, watching the cultivation of these people increase day by day.

On his own side, he can only be greedy.

"Ugh." Murong Yan sighed.

She knew in her heart that she could hide for a while, but she couldn't hide for a lifetime.

If you can't cultivate, you can only watch the other party get stronger and stronger, and the hope of survival on your side will become more and more slim.

Luo Fu smiled and didn't say much.

He moved to the wordless stele and looked closely.

The old man of the fairy soul held his hands on the side, looking at Luo Fu with a smile.

Luo Fu looked sideways and said indifferently: "I said that you will regret it." ”

The old man of the fairy soul said: "Oh? ”

"Little brute, don't just move your mouth, you let the old man regret it."

Luo Fu nodded: "Fulfill you." ”

Let's talk.

Luo Fu refocused his attention on the wordless stone tablet.

One breath.

Two breaths.

After three breaths.

Luo Fu let out a breath slowly, and then his gaze froze.

One pair of palms, quick sealing.

At the moment when the handprint was formed, he suddenly reached out his palm and pointed at the wordless stone tablet!

"Now!"

Rumble!

The whole temple shook violently.

"What's wrong!?" One hundred and fifty monks opened their eyes in a panic.

The old man of the immortal soul also looked around in disbelief.

I saw it impressively.

In the void of the temple, layers of light curtains were revealed.

Those light curtains, layer after layer, were forcibly bombarded and cracked by some kind of force!

The old man of Xianhuan looked shocked and said, "How is this possible!?" ”

"This Lingtian Temple was created by the True God, and the prohibition of its wordless stone tablet is even more forbidden by the god-level formation!"

"He, he's a mortal monk, how can he crack this formation!?"

The scene that happened in front of him was far beyond the cognition of the old man of the immortal soul.

This stele is forbidden, and as a guardian, he exists helplessly!

Witnessed by the shocked and shocked everyone.

In the void, there is constantly a new layer of light curtains, presenting.

And the appearance of each light curtain is accompanied by the blasting of the previous light curtain!

The terrifying god-level formations and the sound of explosions made all the monks on the scene frightened and deafened!

A hundred prohibitions have been broken!

Two hundred!

Three hundred!

Five hundred!

Seven hundred!

Nine hundred!

Ultimately!

Nine hundred and ninety-nine prohibitions, all blasted!

These nine hundred and ninety-nine prohibitions, combined into a god-level formation, have been declared to have fallen!

At the same time, on the stone tablet that was originally empty.

There is actually a dense text, which emerges.

Murong Yan on the side was overjoyed, and hurriedly rushed to the stone tablet to observe the mantra of the exercises.

"Hiss......" The old man of the fairy soul gasped.

Stared at Luo Fu in disbelief and exclaimed, "You, where are you sacred?" ”

Luo Fu said indifferently: "You, you will regret it." ”

The old man's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly: "Hehe, do you think that if you break the ban on the stone tablet, you can cultivate the Lingtian Infinite Holy Technique?" ”

"Little brute, it's too naïve."

"Huh!?" Murong Yan in front of the stone tablet was suddenly surprised: "This, these words, why can't I recognize any of them?" ”

The "text" on the stele is very strange.

Not even words, to be exact.

Words should be formed by individual symbols.

However, the so-called "words" on the stele are a messy line.

It looks like a haphazard curve that together form a large ball of thread.

Murong Yan exclaimed: "This, this kind of thing, it's not even a word, how can it be a formula?" ”

The old man of the fairy soul looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahahaha, you are a smart little beast!" ”

"Only by holding the Lingtian Jade Slip in your hand can you decipher these messy lines into words in your mind!"

"Little brute, you make the old man regret it, the old man can't wait!"

Luo Fu glanced at the old man lightly and said, "Hehe, isn't it the ancient gods." ”

"What, you!?" The old man's laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked at Luo Fu in surprise: "Why are you ......?"

Murong Yan hurriedly said, "Brother Luo Fu, what is the ancient divine language?" ”

Luo Fu stared at the stone tablet and said unhurriedly: "The ancient god language is an ideological text. ”

"The lines themselves do not carry specific meanings."

"Human facial expressions can convey information, and in the same way, the ancient gods are similar."

The old man of the fairy soul was shocked.

Of course, he knew that the stone tablet was an ancient god's language.

But the ancient gods, even ordinary true gods can't understand it, let alone his immortal soul!?

It is hard to imagine that a mortal monk could understand this.

Luo Fu said to Murong Yan: "Don't worry, I will come to practice this skill, and I will give you the spiritual power I have captured." ”

Let's talk.

Luo Fu calmly sat down on the spot.

One pair of palms, palms up, as far as between the knees.

Starry eyes, slowly closing.

Murong Yan opened her mouth wide in surprise, and her eyes were round with beautiful eyes.

In the face of the crisis, calm and calm, and methodically, stitch the meridians, hide the magic weapon, crack the stone tablet, and read the ancient gods!

Luo Fu was not surprised in that place, and when he encountered any problems, he calmly behaved.

made his image, in Murong Yan's heart, simply sublimated into an omnipotent god.

At this moment, Murong Yan's beautiful eyes were flashing with little stars, and her face was full of extreme admiration for Luo Fu.

"Brother Luo Fu, I'm wet......"

"Really, you touch."