When Luo Fu stepped into the Sealed Demon City.

It's shocking.

In the air, there was a humming tune, floating faintly.

That song seems to have traveled through countless years and come to the present.

Melodious music permeates every street and every corner.

This style of music made Luo Fu feel extremely familiar.

Below the highest black tower.

The three monks suddenly opened their eyes.

The benevolent monk wondered, "Huh? Listen to you, Senior Brother Wuya, it seems that someone is humming a song!? ”

"Is it my delusion?"

Su Wan'er raised her head weakly and listened carefully, even she heard the tune.

But what struck her as strange was that this piece had never existed before.

She can be absolutely sure of this!

Tzu Wuya's eyes lit up, and he immediately looked around, looking for the source of the humming sound.

But no matter how much he searched, he couldn't find any clues.

"Who pretends to be a ghost!"

"Garrow Hunting!"

Ci Wuya's hands were sealed, and his mouth was screaming.

A streamer, from between his hands, soared into the sky!

The streamer in the sky transformed into a huge compass.

On the compass, the hands rotate rapidly, never stopping!

"Ahh Seeing this, the monk of mercy was shocked: "The pointer is flying endlessly, but it can't be locked in the direction of the song!?" ”

Ci Wuya's face gradually became solemn: "Perhaps, it's not that it can't be locked, but that these four directions are the source of the song!" ”

At this moment, a rush of footsteps sounded.

"Senior Brother Wuya, it's not good, someone has broken into the Sealed Demon City!"

……

"Lord Silver!"

Xiao Gu said excitedly: "I remember this singing!" Isn't this exactly the Red Armor Xuanwu clan's, the battle song! ”

Xiao Cang's voice was a little hoarse and low: "Master, it must be the heroic souls of the Xuanwu clan who feel your presence." ”

"They're responding to you."

Luo Fu's eyes were red, and his voice was much hoarse: "After eight million years, I have finally regained my memory. ”

"Red Armor Xuanwu generals, I'm back, I'm coming to visit you."

"People, you will not be forgotten."

After saying that, Luo Fu calmed down his sad mood and said softly: "Xuanwu generals. ”

"Use your singing voice to show me the way."

The moment the words fell.

The gently humming singing voice suddenly pointed out a path for Luo Fu with the strength of his voice.

Luo Fu suddenly locked on a street and said, "Su Wan'er, it must be in the deepest part!" ”

"Let's go!"

In an instant, Luo Fu turned into a bolt of lightning and sped away along the street.

Every black tower that passed on both sides of the road buzzed and trembled as it passed by Luo Fu.

It was as if at this moment, they had regained consciousness and life, and felt the arrival of the former gods.

A moment later.

A vast wind pressure, without warning, fell from the sky!

Luo Fu quickly stopped his pace, and looked sideways slightly, and caught a glimpse of it with his peripheral vision, with a huge palm of three hundred zhang, which was crashing down.

The palm of the hand is extremely black.

"Buddha? Demon!? ”

Luo Fu's expression changed slightly.

In the 300-zhang black palm, it has the iconic magic attribute!

But at the same time, this move is very similar to the Buddha's palm.

Immediately afterwards, a cold voice also sounded at the same time as the black palm.

"Immeasurable Demon Skill - Great Suffering and Great Tribulation Vajra Palm!!"

Luo Fu's face turned cold, and when he raised his hand, there was a flash of lightning, facing the wind, and the three hundred zhang Demon Buddha giant palm was in the middle!

Rumble!

The huge palm of the Demon Buddha collapsed the moment it touched the lightning.

Luo Fu looked at it.

But I saw a monk in a monk's robe, standing in the air.

That giant palm of the Demon Buddha came from this person's handwriting.

At the same time, there were ninety-nine Buddhist disciples, slowly appearing.

Luo Fu's eyes swept over the hundred fierce opponents, and he sneered: "This is not an ordinary pseudo-demon skill. ”

"Immeasurable magic skills? Immeasurable Buddhism, dare to claim that it has nothing to do with the demons!? ”

In the sky, the leader of the monk clasped his hands together: "Good, good." ”

"Lord Luoshi, how do you know about this place? Who leaked the secret to you? ”

On the side, a monk said: "Senior Brother Kuhai, this son has always been hard-mouthed, why don't you beat him until he is soft and beats him until he confesses!" ”

"My Buddha is compassionate!" Kuhai nodded slightly, and said: "Lord Luoshi, our immeasurable magic skills will definitely make you cry and call your mother." ”

"Repent and mend your ways."

The hundred monks were quite confident.

After thinking that he had cultivated immeasurable magic skills, he had already cultivated to the heavens, and he was on par with the bitter Zenzi.

What's more, if hundreds of people join forces, they can naturally beat Luo Fu to the point where they can't survive.

Suddenly.

Ten monks stepped forward.

"The strength of ten of our generation is enough!"

The ten people faced Luo Fu one after another, and slowly slapped one palm down.

"Immeasurable Demon Skill - Great Suffering and Great Tribulation Vajra Palm!"

The giant palm of the Buddha and the devil on ten sides and three hundred zhang is like ten black mountains, pressing on the top.

Luo Fu's pair of starry eyes flashed with a moment of contempt.

One hundred and fifty Xuanqing Dao Sect monks who refine the gods and combine their magic skills are not Luo Fu's opponents.

What's more, there are only a hundred Buddhist disciples who have not even mastered the combination of demonic skills.

They don't even have the qualifications to let Luo Fu draw his sword.

Luo Fu didn't even bother to use his supernatural powers, he only used the inferior, the Heavenly Divine Arts.

Look at the giant palm of the Demon Buddha that came from the top.

Luo Fu's eyes were cold: "My Buddha is merciful, how dare you call yourself a disciple of Buddhism when you fall into the devil's path!" ”

"Keep your eyes open and see clearly, the Buddha's power is immeasurable, there is no need to kneel and lick the demonic skill!"

After that, Luo Fu's wrist flipped, his palm was upward, and a huge golden light Buddha palm rose from the ground!

Above that giant palm, it is covered with dense Sanskrit!

At the same time as the golden light Buddha palm appeared, between this side of heaven and earth, there was a faint sound of chanting, oppressive from all directions!

The Buddha's palms of both sides, in mid-air, start a duel!

The ten-sided black palms from top to bottom, at the moment when they were enveloped by the sound of chanting, were like droplets falling into a pot of oil.

Instant boiling!

The sound of the Buddha in Sumeru can actually dispel the magic contained in the black palm and make its demonic energy leak.

The next moment.

The golden light Buddha palm, hit the first black palm.

The first black palm, disintegration and breaking!

Hit the second side, the second black palm disintegrated, and it couldn't support it even for a moment.

Hit the fifth side, the tenth black palm.

The ten black palms, like shadows dispelled by the light, disappeared in an instant.

The ten palms are all gone, but the golden light Buddha palm is still there!

Rumble!

The hundred zhang golden light Buddha palm directly blasted into the group of monks.

"Ahhh

The monks were frightened and fled in panic.

In the next moment, the golden palm exploded, and the golden light that came out of the sky engulfed the hundred monks.

Luo Fu stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the sky indifferently.

When the golden light dissipated, only three of the hundred Buddhist disciples in the sky survived.

The skin and flesh of these three people were severely ablated, and even the white bones of Sensen were exposed in many places.

Kuhai is one of the three.

More than seventy percent of the face of the bitter sea was burned, and the original "compassionate" face was already like a skeleton.

"This, this...... Cough! ”

Kuhai looked at Luo Fu in shock: "You, your cultivation is ......"

Luo Fu raised his arm and pointed to the sea of bitterness: "This is the strength you have obtained in exchange for being willing to fall into demons?" ”

"Hehe, I don't know how to cherish the treasures of Buddha's work."

"I am incompetent, but I blame the Buddha for not being strong."

"Dora Finger!"

After that, the tip of Zi Luo Fu's index finger was actually shot out at one time, a full ten Buddha light beams!

The only three remaining monks didn't even have time to speak, and they were pierced by the beam of light through their bodies and fell from a high altitude.

Hinterland, under the highest tower.

Ci'en's expression changed: "It's not good, the aura of a hundred fellow disciples who went to kill the enemy has all disappeared!" ”

"Who is it that trespassed into the Sealed Demon City! Wait for the poor monk to go for a while! ”

Ci Wuya scolded: "Sit down! ”

"Continue to surpass the Demon General Black Tower!"

"Surpassing this tower is the most important thing, don't slack off!"

At this time, among the 10,000 monks, some people stood up one after another: "Senior Brother Wuyan, we are willing to go and subdue demons and eliminate demons!" ”

The four words of subduing demons and eliminating demons, from the mouths of these people, how ironic.

The other side.

In the middle of the street, after Luo Fu killed the hundred monks, he quickly advanced.

A moment later.

A majestic breath rolled in.

Luo Fu stopped and looked out.

But seeing that in the sky at the end of the street, there were thousands of disciples of the Double Buddha Sect of Refining Gods, who came with a cold face.

"It's Luo Fu!"

"How could he come to the Sealed Demon City for no reason?"

"It must be that Wan Renxue is not doing well, and the news has leaked!"

"No matter, since he's here, he's just going to kill him!"

More than 1,000 Buddhist disciples shot at the same time!

Thousands of immeasurable magic skills, like a Milky Way Waterfall, falling from the nine heavens!

The scene was so powerful and dazzling that it was dazzling.

As far as the eye can see, there are all clutches, magic fists, and magic fingers within the line of sight!

Luo Fuxing's eyes lit up: "Today, I will replace my Buddha and clean up the portal!" ”

At the same time, in the Nine Heavens Spirit Palace, Xiao Cang's voice came: "Master, first-level difficulty!" ”

"No need to waste energy with them!"

Hearing this, Luo Fu nodded slightly.

With these shrimp soldiers and crab generals, there is no desire to fight at all.

Luo Fu stretched out his finger and pointed at the thousand monks.

From the center of the eyebrows, a quaint book suddenly flew out.

Immediately afterwards, the book turned into a hundred zhang high mountain and smashed into the area where the thousand monks were located.

Luo Fu directly released the Taihuang Prisoner God Scroll!

Thousands of monks, all of whom are double refining gods, are only two small realms higher than Luo Fu.

Such a gap in the realm made their immeasurable magic skills useless in front of the Taihuang Prison God Scroll.

The thousands of magic skills that covered the sky and the sun, the moment they approached the Taihuang Prison God Scroll, they were like meteorites approaching the black hole.

All the magic skills were actually sucked into the prison god scroll by the collective!

The Prisoner God Scroll has such a great advantage over the dual magic skills of refining gods that it even pulls and transforms those demon clutches, demon fists, and demon fingers into long strips, and is included in them.

Thousands of monks were horrified, covered with cold sweat!

"My Buddha is compassionate! What a terrible magic weapon that is! ”

"Senior brother is not good, that mountain is flying towards us!"

"Run!"

Only the Triple Realm of God Refining can barely resist the attraction of the Imprisoned God Scroll.

The double refining of the gods, the hope of escaping the attraction, is infinitely close to zero!

That moment.

The area where thousands of monks lived.

It's like an ant's nest that has been run over by a tornado!

The thousand monks screamed in despair, and none of them were spared, and they were collectively sucked into the prison god scroll.

At this moment, over the streets.

Except for the majestic peaks, there was nothing.

Luo Fu's hands were sealed, and his starry eyes flashed: "Give me refinement!" ”

"None of them will be left!"

In an instant, in the prison god scroll, the body of a thousand monks was destroyed, and the soul was scattered!

Luo Fu beckoned, and put the Taihuang Prisoner God Scroll into the Nine Heavens Spirit Palace.

When he was ready to move on.

The soles of his feet, which were about to take a step, suddenly stopped.

Be quiet!

On the streets, the silence is suffocating!

This quietness even made the singing that had been echoing all the time disappear.

A creepy aura quietly permeated the entire street.

I don't know when, the already gloomy light in the street is even more gloomy!

Luo Fu, raise your eyes and look.

A hundred feet away, in the quiet street, there was a lonely figure, standing there silently, motionless.

The light was dim, so that Luo Fu could only see the silhouette of the figure.

The next moment.

From the direction where the figure was, there was a voice like metal rubbing, slowly wafting.

"Terran, hehe."

The simple four words made Luo Fu's pair of starry eyes shrink!

Magic Words!

Luo Fu can understand this language!

The words that the figure spat out were not human words, but magic words!