Master fell into evil? I took the blame for the heroine

Wang Luo instantly felt a sense of humiliation in his heart, "Fei Yangyang, stop pushing."

"You are looking for death!" Wang Luo's anger finally reached its limit, and he could no longer suppress the violent emotions in his heart.

A purple light faintly surrounded him, and as his emotions became more intense, the purple light gradually became more dazzling.

His arms expanded rapidly as the power in his body exploded. His muscles were as hard as rocks. His arms were as thick as an iron pillar, exuding suffocating power.

He growled, and without hesitation, he raised his massive fist and slammed it down hard into Luo He's face. The force of this punch was enough to rip the air apart, sending gusts of wind howling as if to crush Luo He to the ground.

Facing this fierce attack, Luo He's expression did not change at all. Instead, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. The power of his spine was like a dragon emerging from the abyss, instantly penetrating his whole body from the spine and reaching his arms.

Just as Wang Luo's fist was about to strike, Luo He also raised his fist, and the spiritual power in his body rushed out like a torrent.

"Bang!" The moment the two fists collided in the air, a deafening sound was heard.

At this moment, it seemed as if the heaven and earth were shaking, the fist wind was surging, and the intersection of the two powerful forces made the surrounding air seem to solidify. There seemed to be a faint sound of a dragon's roar coming from Luo He's fist, shocking people.

Fists clashed, a fierce collision of power, neither man yielding the slightest. Powerful shockwaves radiated from the spot where they clashed, shaking the surrounding ground, sending rubble flying and a heavy, oppressive feeling filling the air.

Even the disciples who were just watching the battle from afar could feel the pressure brought by the collision of the two forces. Their hearts seemed to beat violently with the loud noise, and their eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

"This Luo He can actually compete head-on with Wang Luo!" Someone in the crowd couldn't help but exclaimed.

This scene was far beyond their expectations. Could Luo He be so powerful?

The disciples who had been silently worried about Luo He suddenly felt a glimmer of anticipation in their hearts. This contest might not be as one-sided as they had initially imagined.

"Luo...Luo He!" Wang Xiaoke's voice trembled slightly due to nervousness, and his eyes were full of anxiety and worry.

The orange light on her body gradually condensed, shining like stars, enveloping her in a layer of blazing flames. The flames were like the wings of a phoenix, carrying endless heat and sacred majesty, as if ready to incinerate everything at any moment.

Wang Xiaoke's fingers trembled slightly, spiritual power flowed through his fingertips, with a hint of murderous intent, and the aura in his body continued to rise.

Wang Xiaoke was extremely anxious. She knew Wang Luo's strength and knew that Luo He was facing great danger. If she hesitated for a moment, Luo He might be completely crushed by Wang Luo's power.

But the next moment, Luo He's mouth curled up with a hint of disdain. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his aura suddenly rose, as if there was some unknown terrifying power hidden in his body.

"Roar!" A dragon roar, resounding through the heavens and earth, erupted from Luo He's body. The sound waves rolled, as if an ancient dragon roared in the clouds, and the sound was clearly heard by everyone. The sound carried an unparalleled pressure, shocking everyone present.

Luo He leaned forward slightly, exerting force with his shoulders. His whole body was like a steady mountain. He concentrated all his strength on that punch and pressed towards Wang Luo mercilessly.

As he moved, an overbearing force pressed forward, causing faint flashes of illusory dragon shadows visible to the naked eye in the air.

"boom!"

The two men's fists collided.

Wang Luo could feel a powerful force coming straight at him.

In an instant, a huge impact force exploded between the two of them like a huge wave. The ground around them trembled, and the stirred up air waves forced the surrounding Tianming Sect disciples to retreat again and again.

Wang Luo's expression suddenly changed, his confident expression turning into one of fear. The power coming from Luo He was much stronger than he had expected, even beyond his limit.

His body shook violently, and he felt a sharp pain in the base of his palm, as if all his bones were shattered. He involuntarily took several steps back.

"How...how could this happen..."

Wang Luo stared at Luo He in disbelief. The pride and arrogance in his eyes turned to panic and disbelief. He couldn't understand why Luo He, a mere Foundation Establishment disciple, could unleash such terrifying power.

Even if he has completed the Foundation Establishment Stage, shouldn't he be able to crush the opponent who is in the middle stage of the Golden Core Stage?

Luo He remained firmly planted, his figure unmoved, as if the collision hadn't affected him at all. He glanced at Wang Luo indifferently, his eyes filled with cold mockery, as if he were looking at a clown who had overestimated his own abilities.

"what?"

Zhou Xue was completely stunned, with astonishment and unwillingness intertwined in her eyes. She seemed to have been struck by lightning and stood there completely in a daze.

She was full of confidence, thinking that appearing in front of Luo He with Wang Luo would undoubtedly make Luo He feel fearful and powerless. However, reality gave her a slap in the face.

Zhou Xue's face turned pale, her fists clenched, her knuckles turning white. Her heart was beating so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of her chest, and the anger and humiliation within her surged like a tide.

Wang Luo in front of her, the backer she was proud of, was now being forced to retreat step by step by Luo He. This was simply hard for her to accept.

The Tianming Sect disciples around were all staring at the scene in amazement, and the air was filled with an incredible atmosphere.

The earth-shaking dragon roar still echoed in their ears, making their hearts beat faster. They looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief and horror.

"How...is this possible?" someone murmured in disbelief. Luo He had actually been able to confront Wang Luo, the tenth-ranked powerhouse on the Earth Ranking, without fear and with the upper hand. This truly exceeded everyone's imagination.

"Is he really just the sect leader's disciple?" another disciple whispered in shock.

"Luo He... just how strong is he?" someone speculated secretly, their eyes flickering with complex glints. Their original contempt and disdain for Luo He vanished at that moment, replaced by a deep fear and awe.

Chapter 115 Let’s Eat Together

Sanctification of the body!

Possessing the spine of an ancient dragon, he refined an entire dragon climbing fruit.

At that time, Luo He's physical strength was already comparable to that of the Jindan stage, otherwise he would not have been able to withstand the training of Fu Xueqiong in the Shenhua stage.

You should know that the Dragon Climbing Fruit is something that is only used in the Nascent Soul stage.

In addition, the Taoist Demon Holy Body is an extremely special physique. In addition to its innate strength, it has the ability to absorb food with ten times the effect.

This means that after eating all kinds of delicacies from Piaoyun Pavilion, Luo He gained far more energy than ordinary people, and every bite of food continuously strengthened his body.

After eating so many delicious foods from Piaoyun Pavilion, Luo He's physique has become incredibly strong.

Facing a Jindan stage cultivator who doesn't focus on physical training, he is definitely not inferior in physical strength!

The master's attack was much more powerful and tougher than that of little Wang Luo.

The orange flame on Wang Xiao, who was trying to help Luo He, gradually dissipated.

She was in front of Luo He, and the orange light that was originally swirling around her flickered, replaced by an atmosphere of calmness mixed with a hint of anger.

Wang Xiaoke's brows furrowed slightly, her gaze fixed on Luo He, seemingly still recovering from her recent nervousness. Her expression was clearly accusatory, and her tone revealed undisguised worry: "You...why did you do that? What if something happens?"

Wang Xiaoke's tone was stern, with a hint of panic. Her figure was tall and straight, like a solid barrier, protecting Luo He behind her, and she refused to give in. Even though the immediate danger had been resolved, she still did not relax, but seemed angry that he had taken such a risk.

"I'm sorry, Senior Sister Wang, that guy really deserved a beating, I couldn't help it." Luo He scratched his face.

"Heh~" Wang Luo sneered and shook off his hand that was repelled by Luo He. Although there was still disdain on his face, there was a bit more solemnity in his eyes.

On his body, a complex pattern gradually emerged, and the pattern flashed with dark purple light, as if it contained endless power.

"Boy, I admit that I was a little careless just now."

Wang Luo's voice was cold, his eyes sharp as a knife, staring at Luo He: "I didn't expect your physical strength to reach this level."

As the seal emerged, Luo He immediately felt a strong sense of oppression. It was like a mountain suddenly pressing down on his shoulders, making it difficult to even breathe.

This pressure did not come from pure strength, but contained profound fluctuations of spiritual power, exuding immense danger.

After all, Wang Luo is the tenth genius on the Earth List, he is not a fool.

Having just been at a disadvantage in the physical confrontation, he already understood in his heart how powerful Luo He was in physical training.

So he changed his strategy without hesitation and decided to suppress Luo He with magic.

Magic is the foundation of a cultivator, especially in the control and mastery of spiritual power. A single realm difference can make a world of difference. Although Luo He's body is strong, Wang Luo is confident that he will not lose to Luo He in a duel of magic.

"So what if my body is strong?"

Wang Luo said coldly: "You have no chance of winning against magic!"

The light of the print grew brighter and brighter, and the sense of oppression grew stronger.

Wang Luo's body moved slightly, and his momentum burst out instantly. The spiritual energy around him quickly gathered, as if the whole world was moving for him.

The power of magic flowed in his hands, turning into an irresistible force, heading straight for Luo He.

Luo He stood where he was, feeling the spiritual energy fluctuations coming towards him, but there was no fear in his eyes.

Although he understood the gap between himself and Wang Luo in terms of magic, he was not without a trump card.

As Luo He's mind moved, the Wutan Sword Heart hidden in his body began to tremble slightly. The small sword seemed to sense the owner's intention and gradually released a force that could not be ignored.

This power is different from ordinary spiritual power. It contains a majestic and mysterious aura, as if it can tear apart space and destroy all obstacles.

As Wu Tian Jian Xin awakened, strange fluctuations began to appear in the space around Luo He, as if even the air was vibrating slightly.

The oscillation ripples in this space are extremely subtle, but they contain great threats, as if they can turn into sharp swords at any time and cut everything into pieces.

As Wang Luo's seal became more solid, a strong sense of oppression filled the space. However, at this moment, Wang Xiaoke also took action without giving in.

Her eyes gleamed with determination, as if all her spiritual energy had been ignited in an instant. As her mind moved, the surrounding orange light dots quickly gathered together, forming an orange fire lotus before her.

The fire lotus was as hot as a flame, as if it contained infinite power. Each petal of the fire lotus emitted an irresistible heat wave, as if it could burn everything that stood in its way.

This force caused the air to distort slightly, the surrounding temperature rose sharply, and even the ground beneath the feet began to crack slightly.

Wang Luo noticed this abnormality. Compared with the fluctuations on Wang Xiaoke's body, he felt that Luo He's was more dangerous.

I always feel that there is something more terrifying about that kid!

Wang Luo's eyes changed slightly, and the faint light of the pattern on his body became more and more condensed.

He didn't know what Luo He was planning, but his instinct made him feel a little uneasy. That uneasiness seemed to come from the depths of his soul, making him tremble.

Luo He's gaze became as sharp as a knife, his aura began to perfectly align with Wu Tian's sword spirit, and his entire body seemed to be immersed in that sword intent. His figure seemed to be looming in the fluctuations of space, as if he had transcended the constraints of reality.

As the power of Wutan Sword Heart continued to accumulate, the power in Luo He's body was also gradually rising. That power was like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, unstoppable.

"That's it!"

Just as Huo Lian and Tu Yin were about to engage in a shocking showdown, a cold voice suddenly rang out, breaking the tense atmosphere. The voice was like a winter wind, carrying a chilling chill that made one's heart palpitate.

A woman in a pure white robe descended gently from the sky. The robe was embroidered with delicate snowflake symbols, shining with a cold light.

Her appearance was like the arrival of ice and snow, instantly bringing silence to the entire world. The temperature around her plummeted, and an intense chill followed, as if even the air itself had frozen.

The woman stood between Wang Xiaoke and Wang Luo, with a cold gaze and a calm expression.

With her arrival, the surrounding atmosphere shifted instantly. The blazing fire lotus and the solid seal were now covered in ice and snow. Pure white snowflakes gently drifted down, quickly suppressing the fluctuations of power between them.

The icy power seemed to have an irresistible majesty, causing Wang Xiaoke and Wang Luo to stop what they were doing involuntarily.

The originally blazing flames and violent patterns gradually dimmed under the suppression of this cold force, as if they had lost their vitality in an instant.

"The spiritual realm is about to open, and you are not allowed to fight here." The woman's voice was as cold as ice, and every word was like a sharp ice cone, piercing people's hearts.

The person who came was Fairy Lingxue, who was in charge of this spiritual realm.

Fairy Lingxue waved her hand, and the surrounding ice and snow instantly solidified, completely suppressing the magic of Wang Xiaoke and Wang Luo. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she unconsciously glanced towards Luo He.

What surprised her was that, unlike Wang Xiaoke and Wang Luo who were forcibly suppressed by her, the fluctuations of the Luo River actually converged spontaneously, as if they were not directly affected by the power of her laws.

She had just used the power of the principles of the Nascent Soul stage. According to common sense, any spell cast by a cultivator of a lower realm than hers should be instantly ineffective under the suppression of her principles. However, Luo He's reaction made her feel a little strange.

"How come he's... unaffected?" Fairy Lingxue pondered to herself. The realm encompassed by her Law Power should be impenetrable, practically rendering cultivators of lower realms powerless in her presence.

But the Luo He in front of her not only did not show any signs of being suppressed, but the moment she used the law, she actively restrained her own fluctuations.

Fairy Lingxue didn't know that Luo He's Wutian Sword Heart was comprehended in the gaps of space. This kind of sword heart is beyond the ordinary power of law and is fundamentally different from the ordinary power of law.

It is precisely because of this unique power that Luo He can deal with it with ease and even remain unaffected when facing the suppression of the laws of the Nascent Soul stage.

Fu Xueqiong is the number one swordsman in Jiuzhou, and the most terrifying thing is her swordsmanship that ignores the rules.

Wang Luo flicked his sleeves and snorted, his tone full of disdain: "Since Elder Ling has spoken, I will spare you this time! However, in the next Spirit Realm Trial, I will let you see with your own eyes the gap between us! Xue'er and I will take first place."

Luo He shook his head, his lips curled up slightly, and he responded without giving in: "You can take first place? Sorry, we will take first place. Senior Sister Wang and I will not only take first place, but we will also successfully pass the Spirit Realm Trial."

After hearing this, Wang Luo laughed and looked at Luo He with a hint of sarcasm: "Luo He, since you are so confident, how about we make a bet?"

"What bet?" Luo He asked.

"If you can really pass the spiritual realm trial, I will eat that stone on the spot:" Wang Luo's tone was full of provocation and his eyes were sharp.

Wang Luo pointed to a stone the size of an adult on the side.

If you eat this stone, your mouth will burst with laughter.

Hearing this, Luo He smiled faintly and nodded without hesitation, agreeing: "Okay, if I don't pass, I will eat the stone myself."

Shi Tou said: It’s not over yet?

They all want to eat me.

After hearing what Luo He said, Wang Luo laughed and left.

When leaving, Zhou Xue shook her head and sighed to Wang Xiaoke: "Wang Xiaoke, your junior brother really has no idea what the spiritual realm is like. How pitiful."

The other disciples looked at Luo He with subtle eyes.