A full nine thousand monks immediately started to dig from the dojo under their feet to the depths of the earth.

This seemingly huge project, in fact, is in the hands of the Nine Thousand Refining God Realm cultivators, and it is not worth mentioning at all.

In just one breath, nine thousand monks hollowed out the inner area of the entire "Ancient Dojo".

And the depth, also excavated a full hundred zhang.

It's because they're crowded together, and most people can't use the premise.

The next breath.

Two hundred feet deep pit appeared!

The other party's 50,000 monks were already laughing and almost out of breath.

There was no thought of rushing up to obstruct it.

even sneered at each other with the idea of watching a good show.

This so-called "ancient dojo" was forged by their own hands.

In the sky, the thousands of demons who are quietly suspended, Wan Tianhao, have no obstruction to move.

Of course, he knew that the dojo was fake, and his attention was not even bothered to be focused on Fang Qingxue's excavation project.

He just kept his face composed, and fell into a huge self-doubt.

He muttered to himself: "Why, why is there so much of his attribute power content." ”

"Why don't I have so many?"

Wan Tianhao, even for Luo Fu alone, descended to the realm and came to the Great Secret Realm.

Such a paranoid competitive spirit made him unable to accept that he was inferior to Luo Fu in some aspects.

"No, there must be something wrong!"

Wan Tianhao couldn't figure out the crux of it, and then became more and more angry.

"I don't believe it!" ”

After that, another magic fist blasted away.

Luo Fu on the other side, his mind was not on Wan Tianhao at all, he had been paying attention to Fang Qingxue's progress.

When he felt the fluctuations of the red rays, he finally looked at Wan Tianhao.

Immediately, the right hand is raised high and the palm of the hand is pulled down.

In the sky, a 1,800-zhang Heavenly Sword suddenly landed and blocked in front of Luo Fu.

Clang!

Red rays, smash the sword!

At the same time, it also lost another opportunity to bombard Luo Fu.

This fifth Heavenly Sword appeared and completely shattered Wan Tianhao's self-confidence.

"This! No! Can! Yes! ”

Wan Tianhao roared furiously: "How can this be! ”

"Could it be that my cultivation is in the wrong direction? Or did he Luo Fu master the mysteries of cultivation that I had never mastered? ”

"I don't believe it!"

Rumble!

Another ray of red rays!

Wan Tianhao has fallen into a state of madness.

But, not surprisingly.

Another Optimus Sword descended, blocking the red rays!

This time, everyone was stupid.

The fifty thousand hostile monks all looked at Luo Fu like monsters, their eyes glazed.

"Grass, how can the power of Luo Fu's attributes seem to be endless!?"

Wan Tianhao jumped like thunder, pointed at Luo Fu and shouted: "What method did you use to make your Spirit Palace so ......?"

Wan Tianhao found that he couldn't find an accurate word to describe the "huge" of Luo Fuling Palace.

If the power content of a monk's attribute far exceeds that of others, there are only two possibilities.

First, the realm is high enough.

Second, the Spirit Palace is big enough!

The realm of Luo Fu is obvious.

That can only be the second possibility.

"Tell me!" Wan Tianhao roared angrily: "Tell me your exercises for expanding the Spirit Palace!" ”

"I can spare you from death!"

"Spare me death?" Luo Fuxing's eyes flashed with cold light, and he looked at Wan Tianhao's appearance of being a person or a demon.

He said coldly: "But I'm not going to spare you from death!" ”

At this time, the pit dug in the dojo was bottomless.

And from the deep pit, thousands of people were shocked and cried.

"Senior Brother Luo Fu, this, this, this, there is really an ancient ruin!"

"My God, Senior Brother Luo is actually like a god, and he can even count this kind of hidden ruins?"

Shout!

A streamer rushed out of the pit and turned into Fang Qingxue.

That Fang Qingxue looked excited, and her pretty face flushed with excitement: "Luo Fu, I found it!" ”

"We really got it!"

That's when it happened!

The entire false ancient dojo began to shake violently.

Immediately afterward, even the ground under his feet began to shake violently.

The earthquake area expanded rapidly, and in an instant, it had stretched for hundreds of miles.

Such a shocking change made the 50,000 monks on the other side look panicked and retreated like a tide.

No one knows what will happen in the next moment.

Will some kind of hoodoo rush out of the so-called ruins and annihilate all the creatures on the scene in one fell swoop?

This is a battlefield of gods and demons, and any catastrophe can happen.

Even after the demonization, Wan Tianhao, whose strength was invincible on the scene, cautiously flew back a thousand feet away.

The next moment.

Dojo, cracked.

The land within a radius of a hundred miles was held high by some kind of giant.

The uplifted land could not bear the weight, and then a crack opened in the ground that stretched for hundreds of miles.

Rumble!

The earth is divided in two!

Countless earths, and even the rocky layers that had been arched up in the depths, cracked and slid in all directions when they were lifted to the horizon.

Countless pairs of frightened eyes, unblinking, staring at the crack in the ground.

Enemy monks, ready to flee at any time.

Just ten breaths later.

A ten-mile radius of the "island in the center of the earth" has broken through the ground and re-emerged!

The island was disc-shaped and enveloped by a large spherical light curtain.

It is said to be an isolated island, but in fact, its shape is more like a miniature continental plate.

When that isolated island is presented to everyone.

All eyes were focused on a huge monument on the edge of the island for the first time.

The monument is snow-white, with four glittering gold characters written on it.

"Xuanyuan Sword Shrine"!

Inside the isolated island, there are countless flying swords, which are inserted all over the earth!

Those flying swords are countless, dense, and there is no limit to the edge, no less than 100,000!

Each flying sword has been eroded by eight million years of time and is rusty.

Even the vast majority of flying swords were full of crumbles on their blades and were in tatters.

The ancient rust and the broken blade of the sword speak wordlessly of the tragedy and tragedy of the battle between gods and demons eight million years ago!

Fang Qingxue and the other monks couldn't help but be moved when they looked at the boundless flying sword mound.

Fang Qingxue's eyes flickered, and she said in a lost voice: "Even if you just look at those flying swords, you seem to be able to feel what a heroic hero their owner used to be!" ”

Xuanyuan Sword Shrine!

How many souls were buried!

At this moment, all the hostile monks were dumbfounded!

The Xuanyuan Sword Shrine in front of him is not an ancient ruin, what else can it be.

"I'm me, I'm me, I'm grass! Is there really a ruin here that dates back 8 million years!? ”

"No, no, it can't be such a coincidence, right? We just found an unknown area and set up a fake dojo to deceive people! ”

"Hell it, what a hell of it!"

Fifty thousand hostile monks, their brains were buzzing, and they even lost the ability to think for a while.

It's so coincidental, so clever that no one can believe it.

Unexpectedly, directly below the false ruins, there is actually a real ruin!

Even Wan Tianhao in the sky looked at the Xuanyuan Sword Shrine in a daze, and was distracted for a long time.

Suddenly, someone laughed: "Flying swords, those, but they are all flying swords left by true gods and true immortals!" ”

"Hahahaha, I'm rich, I'm making a fortune this time!"

The rest of the monks were breathing heavily.

This earth-shattering wealth made their scalps explode, and they couldn't believe it.

100,000 flying swords!

All are fairy swords, divine swords!

What a concept!

"Hahaha, handing over these flying swords to any god-level force is enough for them to level the Taicang Saint Realm!"

"Go all the way to the past, kill gods when you meet gods, kill Buddhas when you meet Buddhas, and rule the human world!"

In a voracious laugh.

Fifty thousand hostile monks even left the great threat of Luo Fu behind.

How many bounties can a Luo Fu be worth!?

Suddenly.

Fifty thousand monks, turned into fifty thousand streamers, and rushed to the Xuanyuan Sword Shrine like crazy.

Rob!

Whoever can grab more will have the absolute right to speak!

Seeing this, Liu Xing's one hundred and fifty people roared angrily: "You are presumptuous, dare to snatch the treasure with my Xuanqing Daomen!" ”

"Stop!"

To this day, Liu Xing still wants to use the prestige of Xuanqing Daomen to suppress the scene.

But his pitiful roar was collectively ignored by the 50,000 monks.

Liu Xing jumped like thunder and shouted at the other 149 people: "These inferior people dare not listen to Lao Tzu's orders!" ”

"Hurry up, don't be stunned, grab it!"

The other side.

Duan Jinxiu, Dongfang Nanyuan and other foremen were also fanatical: "Qingxue, grab it!" ”

"Grab more flying swords, and you can turn the tables against the wind!"

Fang Qingxue also anxiously shouted at Luo Fu: "Luo Fu, hurry up and grab it!" ”

At the scene, only Luo Fu and Wan Wuxian are the only ones who are strong.

On both sides of the enemy, the biggest task of grabbing the sword will naturally fall on the two of them in the end.

However, Luo Fu seemed unmoved.

The fairy sword, the divine sword, which made countless people crazy, was stuck on the surface of the Xuanyuan Sword Shrine like a weed, and no one cared about it.

But Luo Fu, but he never made any moves.

On the other side, Wan Tianhao also did not move.

Both of them watched the madness of the scene coldly.

Bang bang!

The next moment.

The dull sound of crashing, like rain falling on the stone slab, sounded intensively.

None of the streamers that nearly sixty thousand monks had turned into could break through the spherical light curtain of the sword mound.

All the monks slammed into it, and bounced back in embarrassment.

"It's impossible!?" Liu Xing said angrily: "In my hands, I have at least two hundred secret realm jade rings!" ”

"Why can't you break through this barrier?"

A hundred secret realm jade rings are enough to enter the temple.

But this sword mound seems to be different from the enchantment of the temple.

The next moment.

The 50,000 monks immediately looked for their fellow disciples, and they contributed their jade rings one after another and gathered together.

Finally, hand over to a representative of your classmates.

Immediately, one by one, the representatives of the same sect holding thousands of jade rings rushed to the Xuanyuan Sword Shrine with full confidence.

It can be accompanied by the sound of impact.

Once again, the plans of these delegates have failed.

"Thousands of secret realm jade rings are not enough!?"

In the sky, Wan Tianhao performed those clowns, but he didn't say a word.

His attention was always on Luo Fu.

He's smart.

I knew even more in my heart that if the secret realm jade ring could not break through the sword mound enchantment.

Then the only one who can break the barrier can only be, Luo Fu!

Obviously, everyone is aware of this.

That Liu Xing hurriedly shouted at Wan Tianhao: "Senior Brother Wan Tianhao, quickly put the devil's claw on Luo Fu's neck and force him to open the enchantment!" ”

Wan Tianhao's eyes were cold, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up, don't expose your poor IQ again!" ”

Liu Xing's words embarrassed Wan Tianhao.

If he could hold the devil's claws against Luo Fu's throat, he would still have to wait until now!?

Wan Tianhao paid attention and hit Fang Qingxue on the head.

A pair of magic eyes, slowly sweeping around.

Thinking in his heart, how many people need to be let go before he can lure Luo Fu to make a move.

However, at this time.

Luo Fu, without any threat or temptation, took the initiative to float towards the sword mound enchantment.

However, his attention was not on the massive number of flying swords.

Not even on the enchantment.

Instead, I have been looking at the huge monument with "Xuanyuan Sword Mound" written on it.

"Luo Fu, what's wrong?" Fang Qingxue asked hurriedly.

Luo Fujian's eyebrows furrowed slightly: "This is not an ordinary stone tablet. ”

"This monument is made of the reincarnation spirit stone."

Let's talk.

Luo Fuxing's eyes narrowed, facing the giant monument that reached the sky, and his hands were sealed.

He shouted in a low voice: "Visible! ”

In the next moment, the stone tablet suddenly began to glow.

Immediately after, from the stone tablet, a screen was shot.

In the picture on the screen, it is the terrain of the Xuanyuan Sword Shrine, but it is empty, and not even a flying sword exists.

Everyone realized that the time in the picture should be before the establishment of the Xuanyuan Sword Tomb.

Meanwhile.

A majestic figure appeared in the picture.

The moment he saw that figure, Luo Fu's heart trembled.