How could it be her!?

A young woman, commanding hundreds of Xuanqing Dao disciples, to pick potions.

And that woman, Luo Fu has an impression.

During the Holy Son Ceremony, the spirit boat of Penglai Divine Sect had just arrived in the Taicang Fairyland.

There were twelve envoys who came to receive the major powers.

Twelve, messengers who came to meet them.

Five of them were dressed in golden robes.

Six of them, dressed in silver robes.

Only a small cloth, wearing a cloth shirt.

The young woman in front of her was one of the twelve messengers, a golden-clothed disciple.

Luo Fu had an impression of this woman, because she was the messenger who received the spirit boat next door.

"Taicang Holy Realm? Are you sure, master? Taicang Holy Realm and Xuanqing Daomen are a nest of snakes and rats? ”

The appearance of a disciple of the Taicang Saint Realm in such a place made the situation even more complicated.

Luo Fu shook his head.

"Impossible, all indications show that the Taicang Holy Realm and the Xuanqing Dao Sect are by no means in the same group."

"It should be a high-level member of the Taicang Holy Realm, secretly colluding with the Xuanqing Dao Sect."

"That high-level member, at least he is afraid of the Holy Lord of the Taicang."

At this time, hundreds of Xuanqing Dao Sect disciples had already walked through the meat table, carefully picking potions.

They specifically picked the ripe potions and plucked them, while the immature potions remained with the monks.

Luo Fu clenched his fists so hard that he almost couldn't help but kill someone on the spot.

A million Great Secret Realm Monks!

Xuanqing Daomen quietly plundered a full 300,000 people to come in!

I can't do it yet.

In the lower layers, there must be even more unspeakable secrets.

Three hours later.

The disciples who collected the medicine accompanied the "golden-clothed woman" into the Yongdao and descended to the third layer.

Luo Fu followed quietly behind, so that the other party did not know.

When he walked to the entrance of the corridor, Luo Fu glanced back at the space on the second floor.

Settle in your heart.

When this magic mountain is overturned, these monks will definitely be freed.

Subsequently.

Luo Fu's invisible figure disappeared into the second layer.

The third floor of the Magic Mountain.

As soon as Luo Fu entered this place, he flashed to the side and silently observed the situation on this level.

This is half the size of the second floor.

The entire third layer of space is divided into hundreds of areas.

In each area, there is a disciple of the Xuanqing Dao Sect, who is performing the exercises.

And next to each disciple, there is an old man, who is watching.

Hundreds of old men, all gray-haired, but only the palace god Great Perfection, obviously descended to the realm, followed by the large army into the great secret realm.

These old men, while observing the exercises of the Xuanqing Daomen, wrote and painted on the jade slips.

At this time, more than a dozen old men held jade slips and walked to the end of the third floor.

There, there is a huge transparent container.

The appearance of the container was quite similar to the "incubation room" that Luo Fu saw in the Demon Palace, but it was more advanced and more than ten times larger.

The entire transparent container was covered with demon flesh.

In the flesh, there is a broken demon head!

Luo Fuxing's eyes are piercing!

It wasn't the demon head condensed by the Daoqing Palace, but a real demon head!

Its head is shattered, with only half of its brain and an eyeball remaining.

More than a dozen old men came to the demon head, and while referring to the jade slip, they reported something.

After hearing this, the demon head poked out more than a dozen tentacles from the broken neck, connecting the eyebrows of each old man.

The old people seemed to have some kind of information through the tentacles, and they nodded their heads and returned to their area.

The latest results they will get will be told to the younger disciples.

The young disciples immediately changed their minds and improved the exercises they had performed.

There are hundreds of areas on the third level, and each area is going through exactly the same procedure.

Luo Fu didn't look at the broken demon head squarely, in order to avoid being noticed by the demon head.

He remained silent, found the fourth layer of the corridor, and continued to descend.

The fourth layer of the Magic Mountain is extremely hot.

There are thousands of Dan furnaces that are ten zhang tall, standing in the entire fourth layer of space.

Thousands of old men wearing Xuanqing Dao robes each guarded an alchemy furnace, accurately controlling the fire.

The "woman in gold" who came down from the second layer led a hundred disciples to send the picked potions into this place.

The alchemists chose different potions according to their own needs.

Thundered!

At this time, an alchemy furnace was opened!

Luo Fu immediately looked in that direction.

But I saw that after a ten-zhang pill furnace was opened, there were hundreds of pitch-black pills, and they flew out!

With those "magic pills" flying out, there was even more blazing demonic energy, leaking out of the Dan furnace.

"Xiaofeng."

"Yes."

Xiao Feng, a woman in gold, greeted her with a tray in her hand and put hundreds of magic pills into the tray.

The old alchemist looked haggard and waved his hand: "Go ahead." ”

Xiao Feng held a plate of magic pills and asked curiously: "Elder Mu Chun, how much survival rate can this furnace magic pill have?" ”

The old alchemist swept away his tiredness and said confidently: "This furnace must be fine!" ”

"One hundred disciples will take this pill orally, and at most fifty people will die, and there will be at least a fifty percent survival rate!"

Xiao Feng's eyes lit up: "So tall!" ”

"That's great! The disciple will send it down. ”

The golden-clothed Xiaofeng was overjoyed and went down to the fifth floor with the tray.

Luo Fu remained silent and quietly followed.

The fifth floor of the Magic Mountain.

The environment here has changed abruptly, and it is no longer an ordinary mountain interior.

It's more like a demon's lair, the ground and walls are all flesh and blood, as if in the belly of some kind of giant beast.

This layer of space is even more expansive.

There were tens of thousands of Xuanqing Dao Sect disciples, sitting on the ground, silently cultivating.

These disciples are all in the Triple Realm of God Refining.

Xiao Cangqi said: "Didn't you say that only by reaching the fifth level of refining gods can you come to the Ten Thousand Demon Lair to cultivate?" ”

Luo Fu shook his head: "That refers to the disciples of the Xuanqing Dao Sect that are focused on cultivating. ”

"These people, including the disciples of the third layer, should all be regarded as victims of experimental magic skills and magic pills."

Wan Renxue's talented disciples definitely can't be sacrificed as experiments.

They are the genius disciples who have been focused on cultivating and are eligible to enjoy the results of the experiment.

The tens of thousands of disciples in front of him are obviously poor worms who have been deceived.

"Ahem......"

Jinyi Xiaofeng cleared her voice.

At the scene, tens of thousands of Xuanqing Dao disciples opened their eyes at the same time.

That Xiaofeng smiled sweetly: "Fellow Daoists, blessed!" ”

As he spoke, he gestured with his eyes to the hundred magic pills in his hand.

The tens of thousands of disciples, the first time they saw the magic pill, they collectively showed a frightened expression, and even retreated one after another!

Xiao Fengdi's smile became even sweeter: "Don't be afraid, the fourth-layer elders have said that these magic pills have a survival rate of more than ninety percent!" ”

"Really? Xiaofeng envoy, don't deceive us! ”

"For the great cause of Xuanqing Daomen, we are willing to sacrifice everything, but ...... I can't sacrifice in vain. ”

Xiao Feng's face suddenly became gloomy, and he sneered: "Who is it, who keeps saying that he wants to be famous all over the world like Na Luo Fu!?" ”

"Just with your group of low-qualified trash, you are also worthy of reaching the height of Luo Fu?"

"These magic pills are your only chance to achieve your dreams! Don't give him a face! ”

The disciples were ridiculed with anger on their faces.

"Grass! My life is up to me, not to heaven, I'm coming! ”

"Yes, I will eat it too, and when Lao Tzu is successful, he will be the first to slaughter Luo Fu to prove that he is stronger than him!"

"I'll eat too, let Luo Fu snatch it away with any honor, and Lao Tzu will also get a piece of the pie!"

The temptation of fame and fortune makes these people lose their minds.

In order to become the second Luo Fu, and even replace Luo Fu, they rushed up like crazy to snatch the magic pill.

Luo Fu seems to have become the public enemy of the major god-level forces!

Everyone hates Luo Fu, but everyone also wants to be Luo Fu.

Xiao Feng looked at the Demon Pill that was robbed in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction.

Luo Fu was speechless.

Obviously, before that, there must have been more than 10,000 people on this level.

They're just survivors.

Later.

The disciples who successfully won the elixir immediately meditated!

In just a few breaths.

Sixty-three disciples let out a scream of pain.

The screams were terrible, as if they were suffering the most painful torture in the world.

Bang bang bang!

Sixty-three disciples who swallowed the Demon Pill had more explosions on their skins.

Strange tentacles of flesh poked out of the flesh and waved through the air.

Then their flesh melted and merged with the ground, becoming part of the flesh ground.

Of the only thirty-seven remaining disciples, they managed to survive.

"Xiaofeng Envoy, didn't you say that there is a ninety percent survival rate? How so! ”

Xiao Feng's face turned cold: "Don't talk nonsense, the probability of the pill is already erratic!" ”

"If you dare to talk more, don't blame me Xiaofeng for killing him!"

After saying that, Xiao Feng's face changed, and he said to the thirty-seven trial pill survivors with a pleasant face: "You are very good, you are already qualified to go to the next level and become a key cultivation object." ”

"Follow me."

The thirty-seven people were overjoyed, and in the eyes of everyone who were both envious and afraid, they followed Xiaofeng away.

Inside the corridor leading to the sixth floor.

A disciple said cautiously: "Xiaofeng envoy, that magic pill is in our stomach, and we haven't had time to refine it yet. ”

"Do you want us to use the power here to absorb the magic pill first, and then go to the next layer?"

Xiao Feng looked back and smiled: "Absorb the magic pill, improve your physique, and you can get the weight of the next layer, right?" ”

Thirty-seven nodded excitedly.

Xiaofeng said: "It makes sense, please look here." ”

The thirty-seven people didn't know why, and hurriedly looked at Xiaofeng's hand.

I took a look, but I saw a sword light flickering in front of me!

Thirty-seven people, without even having time to react, were collectively cut off their heads!

Immediately after, Xiao Feng's face turned cold, and he disemboweled the thirty-seven people, took out the thirty-seven magic pills, and put them back on the tray.

Immediately, she stabilized her mind, smiled and carried the tray, and went down to the sixth layer.

Luo Fu followed at the back, taking in the scene with cold eyes.

The sixth layer of the Magic Mountain.

In the open sixth layer of space, there were 30,000 people, cultivating with their eyes closed.

These people are not test subjects.

Because of them, they all possess the threefold realm of refining gods.

Moreover, these 30,000 people, each in groups of one hundred and fifty people, were obviously cultivating the combined magic skill.

When Xiaofeng came to this floor.

The thirty thousand people all opened their eyes, staring greedily at the magic pill in Xiao Feng's hand.

Xiao Feng smiled and said, "This magic mountain is heavily guarded, and you 30,000 people are holding the seventh and eighth layers of defense!" ”

"Continue to cultivate, and strive to reach the fifth level of God Refining as soon as possible, so that you will be qualified to enter the eighth layer and no longer be reduced to guards."

With that, Xiao Feng continued to go down and came to the seventh layer of the Magic Mountain.

On the seventh floor, there are not many people.

On top of the eighteen high platforms, there were eighteen highly qualified, Xuanqing Dao disciples.

These eighteen people, each with the fourfold realm of refining gods.

Moreover, under each high platform, there are one hundred and fifty "assistants" guarding the high platform, ready to provide magical support to the eighteen people at any time.

These eighteen people have obviously been refined, and the third level of Dao Qing Demon Skill is demonized!

Xiaofeng finally stopped here.

She raised the tray in her hand: "These thirty-seven 'Cultivation Pills' can be swallowed and absorbed after testing. ”

"Blessed are you, gentlemen."

Eighteen geniuses, opening their eyes at the same time.

One of the geniuses said indifferently: "Senior Brother Wan Tianhao, with Senior Sister Wan Renxue, is there any news?" ”

Xiao Feng smiled slightly: "Wan Tianhao is dead, died at the hands of Luo Fu." ”