Zhao Heng is far less powerful than Wan Zihao.

One person fought against forty puppets, and was beaten all over the ground looking for teeth, and he didn't even have the ability to fight back.

The tens of thousands of monks present looked stunned, looking at the picture of Zhao Heng being beaten, only to feel that the roots of their teeth were sore.

"It seems that those puppets are not completely incapable of thinking."

"I actually know the truth that the thief captures the king first."

The people here are talking.

Boom!

A muffled sound interrupted the monks' small talk.

Look in the direction the voice came from.

saw that Zhao Heng, who was beaten to his death, was thrown off the altar by the puppets.

Everyone Zhao Heng was surprised by this result.

"Oh? Don't puppets kill the interlopers? ”

"From this point of view, the punishment for failure is nothing more than being kicked off the altar."

"Hehe, since that's the case, then we don't have any worries."

After learning the news, tens of thousands of monks were immediately relieved.

As long as they don't die, then they won't have any psychological burden if they break through.

The big deal is to be left behind, what are you afraid of.

Everyone's attention shifted in the direction of Luo Fu's altar.

People hugged their shoulders and watched coldly, with all kinds of wonderful expressions on their faces.

There are sneers, banter, disdain, and expressionlessness.

"You say, how many brushes does this new little guy have?"

"Does he have the qualifications to be so valued by Wan Zihao Daoyou?"

"If he didn't have the ability, he wouldn't be so good among the little guys, and I think he should be quite strong."

"Nonsense, even the master of the Xuanqing Sect admits that he is very strong, the problem is that he is better than Wan Zihao, how?"

"Don't forget, the phrase invincible in the same realm, the master of the Xuanqing Sect also commented on Wan Zihao thirty years ago."

Although on the surface, these elderly monks spoke coldly to Luo Fu and ridiculed him in all kinds.

But when communicating in private, he was never stupid enough to treat Luo Fu as a waste of firewood.

Then.

On the altar where Luo Fu was, the twenty puppets led out by Zhao Heng left the altar.

The puppet in front of Luo Fu also returned to the Eightfold Realm of God Refining.

When Luo Fu was ready to make a move.

In the crowd behind, someone suddenly shouted: "Luo Fu, I've heard of the name for a long time, don't you waste your fame, hehe." ”

"Wan Zihao has passed the test in a dozen and forty, what about you?"

"I don't expect you to be able to play forty, as long as you can do it as easily as Wan Zihao, even if you are qualified to retreat with you and me."

Eligible?

Luo Fu tilted his head slightly to the back of the lean, and the corners of his mouth raised a faint arc.

I'm here in retreat and need your affirmation?

Luo Fu smiled, did not speak, and then strode towards his puppet opponent.

The twenty eightfold puppets of the god refining immediately showed their strength and attacked domineeringly.

All kinds of third-order true immortal-level exercises were displayed by puppets one by one, which was dazzling and overwhelming.

This side.

Face the attack of the fierce puppets.

Luo Fuxing's eyes narrowed.

Since everyone else has used the agitation method, there is no need to pretend to be low-profile.

Luo Fu took a deep breath, took a step forward with his left leg, twisted his waist, closed his arm, and clenched his right fist!

It's a mediocre, standard punch stance.

Tens of thousands of monks were stunned.

"What? He didn't plan to move, but to face twenty puppets!? ”

"Even Wan Zihao didn't choose to be tough and tough, this legendary Luo Fu is crazier than Wan Zihao!?"

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

The next moment!

Luo Fu is full of energy!

Directly, three sets of supernatural powers, cast at the same time!

Five Elements Divine Power, Wind and Thunder Divine Power, Time and Space Divine Power!

Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, time, space!

Nine divine powers of different attributes, all condensed on the right fist that Luo Fu pulled back.

Accompanied by that fist, it emitted a divine light that was difficult to look at.

The vast oppressive force emanating from the right fist made all the monks on the scene couldn't help but gasp!

It's like Luo Fu's fist, like an arsenal that will explode at any moment!

It's inconceivably destructive!

Once this power erupts, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Although it was far away from Luo Fu's altar, all the monks subconsciously took three steps back!

Without waiting for everyone to make further associations.

Luo Fu on the altar, punched!

Again, a mediocre punch.

There are no tricks.

This punch was punched out, neatly and straight, and all the punch power was released straightforwardly.

The next moment.

The power of the fist that destroyed the world was squeezed by the fist in the air, space, and domineering.

Fist, like a landslide!

At that moment, everyone saw only a white light.

Luo Fu's fist seems to be shaped by a star that is about to explode at any moment!

The domineering fist power, along the altar ladder, exploded like a star, and blasted away.

Rumble!

Twenty puppets of the eightfold god refining god were instantly submerged in that endless light, engulfed, and obliterated!

At that moment, the monks who were watching were blind and deaf.

The eyes can't see, and it's deafening!

The monks retreated in panic again, this time a full distance away.

It was as if the closer you were to the altar would be affected by the terrifying fist.

When the light on the altar gradually faded.

The monks hurriedly rubbed their eyes vigorously, regained their sight, and looked back at the altar.

"Hiss......"

At this glance, I suddenly felt my scalp tingle!

Twenty puppets, not even powder, disappeared directly!

Even the stairs of the altar were blasted out of a straight and thick chasm by Luo Fu's fist!

Everyone was stupid.

He ...... Even his altar was destroyed!? ”

"But, what about the people of Kolo?"

"On it, he's already up!"

One by one, their eyes eagerly moved upwards and fixed on the door at the top of the altar.

At this point, the gate had just closed!

I only saw Luo Fu's departure, a hurried glance at the back.

"He's just gone?!"

"If I can throw such a punch, I will definitely stay and enjoy the exclamations of others!"

Luo Fu bombarded the puppet and chose a style route that was completely different from Wan Zihao.

Wan Zihao is neat, sophisticated and ruthless.

Luo Fu is a miracle and crushes everything!

It seems that as long as the fist is hard enough, no matter what kind of demons and monsters stand in the way, it is just a punch.

"I, I'm grass! What is the power of this punch? Is he really a sixfold cultivator of the God Refining Spirit? ”

"This punch, don't say that the eightfold puppet of God Refining can't stand it, even the God Refining Great Perfection puppet can't stand it!"

"No, maybe...... Refining the gods eleven times, no, refining the void one heavy puppet, can't bear it! ”

The older monks and geniuses only felt that their brains were buzzing, and they couldn't think a little.

On the other end, the monks of the Penglai Alliance smiled proudly one by one.

Murong Dongye smiled: "Refining a puppet? I also look down on Luo Fu too much. ”

"Didn't you see that in the Great Secret Realm, seven black-robed old monsters who were targeted by Luo Fu and shot by name."

"Otherwise, I won't scare you to death?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, those seven old monsters are using the ninth-order True Immortal Technique."

Hear the words.

Older geniuses, stunned.

"Measure, measure, measure...... Grass, really fake? ”

"The children nowadays, are they so ruthless!?"

Monks who are dozens of years older rarely pay attention to the younger generation of monks.

If you ask Luo Fu, now Penglai Divine Sect Outer Sect Dabi, Inner Sect Dabi, who is the first place.

Luo Fu didn't know at all.

Because he was busy with the Holy Son Ceremony, the Great Secret Realm Trial.

The monastic world never looks back, only looks forward.

Luo Fu also belongs to one of these older geniuses who will not look back.

It's just that now he has caught up and entered the sight of the older geniuses.

At this time, a genius of the Xuanqing Dao Sect said what everyone was most worried about.

"What's the matter, in the past, Senior Brother Wan Zihao was a few small realms behind his opponent, and I thought that Senior Brother would definitely win."

"But now, Senior Brother is a few small realms ahead of Luo Fu, why do I feel that Senior Brother is threatened?"

The crowd was silent, and the contrast was too great.

Could it be that Wan Zihao's invincible status is really threatened?

……

Infinite Immortal Realm, the third layer of heaven.

As soon as tens of thousands of monks "landed," they immediately looked around to see if their close brothers had come in.

Then, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Of the 84,000 monks, 83,000 have succeeded.

There were only 1,000 monks, who failed to break through and were left in the second layer of heaven.

Nalan Ruoqing said: "It is worthy of being a genius selected by name, and the gold content is really high." ”

The first level is the ordinary level, the second level is the excellent level, and the third level is the genius level.

These monks are worthy of their leader's approval.

"Huh? What about Wan Zihao's brother? ”

"He and Senior Sister Ruolan came in first, what about the people, could it be that they have already entered the fourth layer of heaven?"

The crowd found themselves in an ancient forest.

Around, there is no trace of Wan Zihao.

"Look over there!"

"There seems to be an open space over there."

The tide of monks poured into the open space from all directions.

Someone wondered: "Have you found it, why can't you see the altar on this floor?" ”

As I went, I couldn't even see an altar.

You know, in the first two floors, there are tens of thousands of altars on each floor, which can be seen everywhere.

Fang Luxuan was beside Luo Fu and said in a low voice: "Could it be that the rules of this layer have changed?" ”

Luo Fu nodded slightly: "Don't worry, there will be results soon." ”

When the monks finally arrived in the clearing, they finally knew why.

The altar is still there.

It's just that from tens of thousands of small altars, it has become a magnificent immortal altar!

The immortal altar occupies a vast area, but the height is not amazing, only from the dozens of steps of the small altar on the lower floor, to a thousand steps.

The whole staircase, as wide as 10,000 zhang away, spreads upwards in a trapezoidal shape.

The lowest staircase is the widest, and the way up, it gradually narrows.

On both sides of the stairs, there are two rows of immortal statues that have reached the top of the immortal altar!

The fairy altar is majestic and solemn.

"I've found Wanzihao's friends!"

Wan Zihao, and Ruolan, were standing under the immortal altar.

However, Wan Zihao was looking at the top of the immortal altar, a pair of sword eyebrows were tightly locked, and his expression was solemn, as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Wanzihao Daoyou, you are ......"

There are really not many situations that can make Wan Zihao show this expression.

Everyone hurriedly followed Wan Zihao's line of sight and also looked towards the top of the immortal altar.

At this glance, they are all stupid.

At the top of the fairy altar, there is an "old" puppet.

The puppet was actually dressed in a snow-white robe, with a peaceful and tranquil expression, like a living ancient old man.

But the realm of this puppet old man is ......

"Grass!"

"Immortal Dao Realm!?"

"Then he's actually an Immortal Dao Realm puppet!"

"What the hell!"

"If the Taicang Saint Realm is unwilling to let us step on a higher level and consume more spirit stones from them, just say it!"

"Is it necessary to make this kind of level to make things difficult!"

This way.

Fang Luxuan and the girls exchanged glances, and they all saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Fang Luxuan looked at the puppet and said in a lost voice: "How can this be? ”

Fang Qingxue said angrily: "What are you kidding! ”

"Not to mention eighty thousand Divine Realm cultivators, it's eight hundred thousand, and eight million is not enough."

"Although the puppet does not kill the interlocutor......"

"That's an Immortal Dao Realm puppet, it only needs to exhale a breath to wipe out the God Refining Cultivator!"

"Is it capable of holding up its power?"

"Who dares to break through this kind of level."