Looking at the monks who were laughing.

Lu Wudi was puzzled why anyone wanted to be someone else's elder brother.

If it were him, he would just think about killing the Demon Lord.

The monks in the Blessed Land of the Immortal Sect are all shrouded in the shadow of the Demon Lord. Without an invincible heart, how can they embark on the peak?

The monks were still chatting, their words full of provocation and contempt.

"Don't mention eating the soft rice of the White Moon Immortal Lord, being the Demon Lord is so old. Let's go to the bottom to prove yourself first!"

"Eating soft food also requires strength."

"Only you can win a Taoist platform to be considered a little qualified."

Lu Wudi no longer cares about these people.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Challenger round after round.

It was not until the fifth round that a monk finally defeated the disciples of the Supreme Sect and became the new champion on the Taoist sect.

This person is Mo Miaoyin, the head of Kongtong Sect, who is from the third cave of Taoism.

Seeing this scene, many monks cheered and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

"Sure enough, only disciples trained by top sects can be defeated by other top sects."

"When will we ordinary monks come forward?"

"Some gaps are destined from birth, so accept your fate!"

When talking about talent, most monks will feel ashamed of those top geniuses, and the gap between people is too big.

"Don't be sad, you may have the opportunity to change your fate in the future."

There are also monks who pretentiously want to go out of their own way and kill the sky.

"Defying the will of heaven and changing one's fate? There are only one or two people like that in ten thousand years. Do you think that person will be you?"

"Stop dreaming."

"It's better to practice for a while and live longer. The things we are not considering when fighting the top."

The pretentious monk was soon mocked and hit.

They are all monks from small sects, but they have long been used to it when they go through the motions and have never thought about fighting for anything. When they meet pretentious people, they are inevitably sarcastic.

Because they knew very well that monks from small sects were just struggling to death no matter what.

Talent, resources, background, Taoist magical powers... nothing can compare to, how can you fight?

The pretentious monk's face turned red, as if he wanted to find a reason to argue, but he couldn't say another word. His eyes turned and finally fell on Lu Wudi.

After looking at him for a few minutes, he seemed to have the confidence all of a sudden.

"You said no one can change his fate against the will of heaven?"

"Then you see this fellow Taoist."

The pretentious monk pointed at Lu Wudi, who was stunned. Why did he touch him again?

The monk pointed at him and looked at Lu Wudi in an instant.

The monk shouted: "Look at this fellow Taoist, this fellow Taoist, is just an ordinary body, and is also a small sect that is unknown to us.

However, he was able to stand on the cloud platform of the Taishang Sword Sect’s Taoist Theory Society, and was even ahead of us.

I would like to ask you, if it were you, could Yifan have achieved such a physical level?”

Everyone was silent.

After feeling that Lu Wudi had no special physique at all, they were all surprised. It was indeed amazing that he had a physical ability to come here.

"This fellow Taoist is indeed amazing."

"But what can that prove?"

"The gap between him and the top geniuses of the sects below is still as unbridgeable as a natural barrier." Several people argued.

Lu Wudi really wants to scold people.

Why did he pull him on?

Fortunately, he was also the leader of the sect. He knew the situation at the bottom of the Immortal Sect. There were many cultivators who just wanted to live and wait for death. He had long been used to it.

Lu Wudi was really upset when he heard these meaningless quarrels.

He thought for a while, his eyes flashed, and after taking a deep breath, he jumped directly from the gimbal.

“What’s the situation?”

"Are you excited by fellow Taoist?"

"Can't you go on and look for abuse?"

The group of monks who were still talking were stunned for a moment.

Their eyes followed Lu Wudi to the Taoist platform in the territory and sea realm.

The big guys watching were also shocked by this unknown little figure. The genius who initiated the challenge of the Taoism were basically young and young.

This person with the image of an uncle is the first one.

When a practitioner reaches the realm of creation when he is young, his appearance and body age will become extremely slow and he will basically be in a frozen state.

In addition to some special monks who practice the Heavenly Secret Way and the Poison Gu Dao will age faster, normal monks will only age again after their realm has stagnated for a long time.

so……

This uncle who suddenly broke in was obviously not a genius.

Such people will most likely be solved by one move.

"Yunshan Blessed Land Invincible Sect, Lu Wudi comes to challenge him. Please give me advice from fellow Taoists."

His opponent is Mo Miaoyin, the saint of Kongtong Sect who just defeated the Taishang Sword Sect and became the new champion of the Domain and Sea Realm Dao Theory Platform.

Looking at Jiji Wuming's opponent, who had no special features, Mo Miaoyin frowned without any trace, and out of politeness, he clasped his fists and said.

"Mo Miuyin from Kongtong Sect, please give me advice."

There was a sigh on the cloud platform around him. Obviously, no one was optimistic about Lu Wudi. Only a few monks who had fought with Lu Wudi in the secret realm of the Ancestral Dragon recognized him.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, let's take a move."

Mo Miaoyin stood with her hands behind her back, signaling Lu Wudi to take action first. If she takes action first, the other party may not have the chance to take action again.

Lu Wudi was not humble either.

Silver light flashed, Lu Wudi disappeared from the spot, and thousands of huge fist marks appeared between the heaven and earth, occupying most of the Taoist discussion platform in an instant.

The boxing intention is vast and unparalleled.

Mo Miaoyin's pupils shrank, and she was shocked by the vast fist intention. The fist seals smashed down from the sky, and the terrifying pressure made the chill in her body suddenly rise.

"How could it be so strong?"

There was a strange light flashing in her pupils, trying to analyze the true meaning of the fist.

This is her special ability.

She can analyze any magical powers and then find out the flaws.

But she won't give her too much time in actual combat. Lu Wudi's boxing seems straightforward and simple, while the boxing intentions contained in it are extremely complicated.

It not only can leverage space, control yin and yang, and integrate the five elements, but also has many other mysteries.

She only faintly felt that there were eight kinds of boxing intentions integrated into it, which could not be solved by her current realm.

Why can a cultivator of a small sect who is unknown to the classics understand such powerful boxing? Is there a top power behind it?

Faced with the eight kinds of boxing styles that combine the meaning of boxing, Mo Miaoyin could only resist hastily, regretting that he underestimated the enemy. If he had used all his strength earlier, there might be a glimmer of hope for victory.

And now, she may not be able to catch it with a punch.

Countless monks around Yuntai were still cheering for Mo Miaoyin, not aware of the seriousness of the matter at all.

Until the fist seal arrives, Mo Miaoyin's defense is broken like a shattering.

Lu Wudi's figure flashed, and when his huge fist hit Mo Miaoyin's stunning pretty face, many monks realized something was wrong.

Boom! Mo Miaoyin's body flew backwards, hit the barrier of the Lundao platform, and fell heavily to the ground, losing the power to fight again.

One punch! End!

The whole audience fell into silence.

After an endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly got up from the bed.

He breathed fresh air in his mouth, and his chest trembled.

Confused and puzzled, all kinds of emotions surged into my heart.

Where is this?
To be continued...