In the rear, the monks who were quietly watching the development of the situation also felt great pressure.

Everyone watched from the sidelines, each with a different mind.

Just wait and see what happens, and see what happens to Duan Tiande.

At the altar.

Duan Tiande gritted his teeth and shouted, "Lao Tzu has at least a ninth-order True Immortal Technique!" ”

"This battle is not impossible to fight!"

After that, that section of Tiande immediately performed the exercises and fought with the ten puppets.

The scene of the fierce battle was very heroic.

Below, tens of thousands of monks, talking to each other, whispered.

Fang Luxuan lowered her voice and said in Luo Fu's ear: "This is only the second level, and the difficulty is so huge. ”

"It's hard to imagine what the third level will look like."

Between words.

At the altar, Duan Tiande finally had no danger and successfully broke through.

He wiped a handful of sweat, forced his face, and hugged his fists at many monks: "Fellow Daoists, Duan Tiande, take the lead again!" ”

With that, he pushed open the door and entered the Infinite Immortal Realm, the second layer of heaven.

The rest of the monks immediately got ready to move, looking for the empty altar one by one, and went to break through.

Luo Fu exchanged glances with Fang Luxuan and set off.

A quarter of an hour later.

The battle on the first layer was over, and the eighty-four thousand monks all stepped into the second layer of heaven.

Infinite Immortal Domain, the second layer.

This second floor is the same as the view of the first floor.

It's just that the richness of the aura has climbed to a shocking level.

Even if the monks didn't run the exercises, they could feel the pure and rich aura, which was burrowing into their bodies from the pores of their bodies.

That feeling is a feeling of pleasure that I have never experienced outside the Infinite Immortal Realm.

Even some monks couldn't help it and shouted a few times heartily.

"Cool! Hahaha, it is worthy of the legendary holy land of cultivation! ”

"This is only the second layer, and the aura is so abundant, Lao Tzu hasn't been so excited for many years!"

At this time, one person smiled evilly at that Duan Tiande: "Duan Daoyou, are you going to stay on the second layer, or go to the third layer to have a look?" ”

Duan Tiande glanced at the man: "Don't you give me the method of agitation, don't you just want Lao Tzu to go and explore the truth for you." ”

"You don't need to say it, Lao Tzu will naturally go!"

Luo Fu and Fang Luxuan exchanged a look, but they still stood still, silently watching.

It's naturally excellent to have a fool to charge.

When Duan Tiande stepped on the first step of the altar.

At the top of the altar, the void writhed, and a puppet stepped out.

"Hiss......"

At the scene, there was a sound of gasp!

Duan Tiande pointed at the puppet in shock: "his grandma's, refining the gods of the Great Perfection!?" ”

"Two levels higher than Lao Tzu?"

Immediately after, the second, fifth, tenth, twentieth puppets stepped out of the void twist.

"Hiss......"

At the scene, there was a sound of gasp.

Difficulty, soaring again!

Even the number of puppets has doubled!

The only thing to be thankful for is that the puppets' exercises have not changed, and they are still at the third-order true immortal level.

Even Wan Zihao couldn't help but nod slightly, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "Yes, the difficulty is slowly coming up, it's a bit challenging." ”

In the crowd, there were some shrill voices.

"Duan Tiande, come on, hesitate something."

"Isn't it just a bunch of puppets with broken copper and iron, and you're afraid of this?"

Listening to the sound of ridicule in his ears, Tiande gritted his teeth and was ruthless, and immediately rushed forward.

One dozen and twenty!

In the melee, Duan Tiande felt struggling.

This battle lasted for three quarters of an hour, but it was not over.

Fighting, incomparably stalemate.

Suddenly.

In the crowd, there was an afterimage, rushing towards the altar where Duan Tiande was.

"Tiande, I'm Zhang Yu to help you!"

This person is also a cultivator of the Heavenly Sword Palace, but he has the ninefold realm of refining gods, which is one level higher than Duan Tiande.

This scene made people talk about it.

"Oh? Altar, can two people be allowed to pass through the level at the same time? ”

"I don't know what kind of changes Zhang Yu's joining will cause."

"Look closely!"

The moment Zhang Yu entered the altar range.

At the top of the altar, a cloud of nothingness suddenly distorted.

Twenty more puppets came out.

And these twenty puppets ......

All of them are eleven times for refining gods!

The realm of this layer of puppets still follows the law that it is two small realms higher than those of the interlocutors.

Most of the monks on the scene had guessed this outcome.

But what they didn't guess was......

"Refining God Eleven!?" All the monks were stupid.

Ruolan asked in surprise, "Senior Brother Wan Zihao, what the hell is the eleventh level of refining gods?" ”

"How can this state still exist?"

Wan Zihao frowned slightly, and said, "The puppet is not a real monk, and it is possible to break through the tenfold limit. ”

"Then why can't it be a refinement?"

"I think it's because of the Great Perfection of Refining the Gods, and the span between refining the void and the first level, there will be a qualitative change, which will make the difficulty of different monks at this level break through."

"That's why the eleven-fold weird realm was developed on the puppet."

The people around also heard Wan Zihao's words, so they nodded suddenly.

At this moment, Duan Tiandedi roared from the direction of the altar.

"Grass! What's going on! ”

Duan Tiande was furious and yelled: "Zhang Yu, what the hell are you, get back!" ”

"How did the puppet opponent on my side become...... Refining God Eleven?! ”

What!

All the monks, their pupils constricted, and hurriedly looked over.

Really!

If two monks break through at the same time, it will lead to the realm of all the puppets, and collectively refer to Zhang Yu with a higher realm!

Forty eleven puppets of the refining gods, guarding the pass!

This accident made the possibility of the strong leading the weak chicken come to naught.

Zhang Yu also noticed that the situation was not good, and immediately prepared to withdraw from the altar.

But it's too late!

Boom!

The eleventh puppet of the God Refining Spirit, a terrifying punch, slammed into Duan Tiande's chest.

That section of Tiande was beaten like a kite with a broken string, vomiting blood and flying, and falling out of the altar.

On the chest, a fist print was left in the depression.

Several ribs were fractured, and internal organs were severely damaged.

At the same time, on the altar, twenty golems quickly retreated to the top of the altar, burrowing into the twisted void.

Zhang Yu said guiltily while facing his puppet opponent: "Damn, Tiande, I really didn't mean it!" ”

"You have to take care of your injuries, Lao Tzu will go to the third layer first."

Zhang Yu's battle situation is much better than Duan Tiande's.

The strength of a monk cannot only be judged by the realm and the level of exercises.

Zhang Yu's combat awareness, reaction ability, and layout of the battle ground are all superior to Duan Tiande.

This is called combat talent.

Only a quarter of an hour later, Zhang Yu defeated the twenty puppets and headed for the Third Heaven.

So far.

The monks on the scene all had a judgment on the difficulty of this level.

Wan Zihao hugged his shoulders: "Ruolan, this layer is not difficult, let's go too." ”

Ruolan smiled and said obediently: "Senior brother, please first." ”

"Senior sister only has nine levels of refining gods, and I can't hold you back, so I won't break together."

Unexpectedly, Wan Zihao threw Ruolan in the direction of the altar, and said loudly: "It's okay, senior brother will take you a step!" ”

"Ah, senior brother, no!"

Wan Zihao took a step after him and arrived at the altar at the same time.

At the scene, there was a sound of gasp.

"Oh my God, Wan Zihao is so arrogant!?"

"He's still in the mood to take his sister!?"

Suddenly.

On the altar, with Wan Zihao's realm as a reference, there were forty bodies, twelve puppets of the Divine Refining Realm.

In the face of such a strong enemy, Ruolan, who refines the ninefold gods, not only can't help, but will affect Wan Zihao.

That Wan Zihao smiled slightly, deliberately trying to show himself, and said, "Ruolan can see it clearly." ”

"A sword, in the hands of a master and a weak, the power exerted is very different."

"Exercises, the same!"

Wan Zihao immediately performed the ninth-order True Immortal Technique.

It is also a ninth-order true immortal level, but it can be used in the hands of Wan Zihao, which is far more terrifying than Duan Tiande, Zhang Yu, and others!

That Wan Zihao turned into a burst of fire!

He is like a cruising fire dragon, shuttling freely between the forty puppets, and he is at ease!

He dodged every puppet's attack perfectly, and slammed a fist of fire into the golem's chest.

I saw straight pillars of fire, accompanied by boxing puppets, erupting into the sky!

Quick as a wink.

The entire forty puppets were all blown up.

The scene was quiet.

Everyone's eyes widened and they were dumbfounded!

"I, I said, this Wan Zihao was a top genius thirty years ago, but now he is even more like two people than before!"

"Why, Xuanqing Daomen Xue has hidden him for so long, it's not for no reason!"

"What the fuck, forty for one? Still won? ”

This side.

Even Fang Luxuan and the others couldn't help but be taken aback.

Fang Luxuan's beautiful eyes shrank, and she said solemnly: "Qingxue, Ruoqing, have you all seen it." ”

Nalan Ruoqing's eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Fighting in ten thousand heavens, it only gives me one feeling." ”

"Clean, neat, and airy!"

"Every time he makes a move, it's as if he has practiced it thousands of times, so accurate that there is no redundancy!"

"I've only felt this way when I watched Luo Fu perform his physical arts!"

"This man is very strong!"

on the altar.

"Ahhh

"Hehe, Ruolan doesn't need to be so surprised, this is just the tip of the iceberg of Senior Brother."

"If I, Wan Zihao, are not born, others still think that some people will be the peak."

"Come on, go to the third floor with my brother."

When he stepped into the door, Wan Zihao turned his head and glanced in the direction of Luo Fu.

"Luo Fu, keep up, don't let me underestimate you."

……

Wait for Wan Zihao to disappear without a trace.

Tens of thousands of monks recovered from the shock.

Luo Fu smiled, unimpressed by Wan Zihao's conceit.

"Let's go, let's go to the third floor too."

Finding a blank altar, Luo Fu stepped on it and ushered in his own, twenty bodies, and eightfold puppets of the god refining.

When he had just fought the puppets......

A figure suddenly stepped on the same altar.

Suddenly!

At the top of the altar, twenty, twelve puppets of the refining gods, came out impressively.

At the same time, the puppet that Luo Fu fought against also skyrocketed from the eightfold realm of refining gods to the fourfold small realm to the twelvefold refining gods!

"Not good!" Fang Luxuan and the others exclaimed: "Someone harmed Luo Fu!" ”

Tens of thousands of monks of the Penglai Alliance suddenly became furious.

"Who is so shameless as to come up with such despicable means!"

"Senior Brother Luo, retreat!"

On the altar steps.

Luo Fu frowned and turned back.

I saw that a cultivator of the Great Perfection of God Refining, a monk of the Xuanqing Dao Sect, was sneering.

Luo Fu suddenly took a few steps back and said indifferently: "What are you laughing at." ”

The monk smiled and said, "I, Zhao Heng, laughed at you for being so stupid that you didn't even have this bit of defense." ”

"Hehe, my twenty opponents, I dealt with it."

"But yours, you can deal with ......"

"Hell!"

Battle situation, mutation!

All the puppets actually collectively attacked the Xuanqing Dao Sect monk!

Even Luo Fu's puppet opponent rushed towards Zhao Heng.

"Ahh How so! Zhao Heng's face changed wildly.

Luo Fu looked at him like a fool and said, "Who is stupid?" ”

"A sixfold refining god, a refining god Great Perfection, who do you think these puppets will be the target of the fire."

The gap between the realms of the two is too great.

That Zhao Heng can't harm others, and he will harm himself in the end!

Zhao Heng exclaimed, don't retreat and evacuate!

But suddenly, a palm stuck to Zhao Heng's back and pushed him up again!

Zhao Heng turned his head in anger and saw Luo Fu standing behind him, smiling.

"Luo Fu, you vicious ...... Burst! ”

Forty puppets swarmed up and beat Zhao Heng to the ground and rolled around, his nostrils bleeding.