fairy flame

I saw that the space became hazy and blurred under the explosion of the two colors of aura, as if being twisted together. .\\net

Under such a powerful attack, Yin Miao's spiritual power shield inspired by the natal magic weapon "Red Cauldron" looked pale as paper, and would collapse at the touch of a finger. When Yin Miao's figure was submerged in the two-color halo, it immediately melted. For fly ash!

When the two natal auras came into contact with each other, there was no sound of roaring and bursting, and finally turned into a piece of dull energy lingering in the void and dissipated.

At this time, Luo Yu didn't need to see whether Yin Miao was dead or not. He lightly patted the storage bag to summon the boat, which turned into a blue light and appeared directly below the two-color halo. A spiritual wind shook out from his hand. Afterwards, Yin Miao's talisman and the storage bag it left behind were put away.

At the same time, under the control of his mind, a ray of emerald light returned to his hand, Luo Yu slightly shook the formation flag in his hand above his head, and then there was a loud noise in the sea of ​​purple flowers, eighteen emerald green formation flags flew out of the ground and returned again Going to Luo Yu's side and hiding in the black mist, Xue Sha's face also darkened into little blood lights and disappeared in the Hundred Souls Banner.

Luo Yu just put these away together, and saw that as the power of the formation dissipated, the heaven and earth after the sky turned upside down flickered and billowed with light, like bubbles, and returned to their original state.

It's just that at this moment, Luo Yu can't find the purple forest any more, and the several hills below are full of potholes, and some of them can be clearly seen everywhere after being destroyed by powerful magic powers, and the purple forest used by Luo Yu for the formation is even more messy A small half of the trees have been uprooted in a crumbling way.

But after all, he killed a master in the alchemy stage. Only this little movement is still small.

As for Yin Miao Luo Yu, he is not worried at all that he will have the power of the secret method of rebirth, Ice Spirit, Cold Soul and Green Prison True Fire, like Xu Laogui.

"Brother Luo! Fairy Yan turned out to be the two of you who saved the poor monk, but this is not a place to talk. I'm afraid the nearby monks will come soon. I have something else to ask you two!"

As soon as the silver, blue, and white intertwined spiritual power gale dispersed in mid-air, the blue light transformed by Luo Yu carried Ling'er, Monk Lingpu and others together.

When he saw the scar-faced monk dying, his whole body was like bronzing, one arm was still dripping golden juice, melting into the unconscious Maolan's body, the breath of the two seemed to be upside down and undulating, and merged into one. Although Luo Yu didn't know what spell caused this situation, but he He faintly noticed that the cultivation of the scar-faced monk was declining rapidly.

Just as Luo Yu thought of something in shock, Monk Lingpu, who had not yet opened his mouth and woke up, spoke first with a somewhat hoarse voice.

"It's really not suitable to stay here for a long time. Since the master is willing to believe that Luo is here and also has something to ask, then leave immediately!"

Seeing what the other party said, Luo Yu glanced at the seriously injured Lingpu and the pale Maolan, sighed lightly, and had no choice but to suppress the doubts in his stomach, and at the same time, raised the little mana in his body to stimulate You Rizhou Qingguang. It flew away in a flash.

Half a day later, because he was worried that the monks of the Yunhuan sect would come to search nearby, Luo Yu flew out for more than a hundred miles before landing on an uninhabited mountain, simply opened a cave for Tibetans, and flew immediately with a few people. went in.

Although it was a long way to escape, just in case Luo Yu arranged another formation to restrain his breath in the cave he opened up, so he felt at ease.

But what Luo Yu and Yan Lingsu didn't expect was that they had been so cautious, but they had only rested for less than half an hour, and suddenly a cloud of red fire in the sky came here like a lightning bolt.

Luo Yu, who was hiding in the cave, only felt an extremely terrifying spiritual pressure and divine sense sweeping back and forth in the vicinity several times before finally disappearing into the distance without finding it.

But even so, not only did Luo Yu not relax his vigilance after the man left, but he added a restriction to conceal the breath at the entrance of the cave.

But this time, he really guessed right. An hour later, the same powerful divine sense as just now swept across the place unwillingly, but this time the opponent put away the previously astonishing escaping light, which appeared silently.

Fortunately, Luo Yu has long known that these old monsters are difficult to deal with, and they often do two things overtly and secretly, but he is not an ordinary foundation-building cultivator, and his mind is no worse than that of the alchemy cultivator.

Although the person who came did not know who it was, he was definitely a monk at the alchemy stage, no doubt, and he was looking for something so aggressively, Luo Yu didn't need to think about it, and his heart immediately sank.

Not long after Yin Miao was killed by them, Luo Yu would never believe it if he encountered such a thing a hundred miles away and explained it by coincidence.

In fact, what Luo Yu and Yan Lingsu didn't know was that Yin Miao's natal lantern stored in Yunhuan Sect went out at the same moment when he was killed go.

The demise of a monk in the alchemy period is no small matter. Although it will not shake the foundation of the first-class sect, it is also a rare loss in today's war-torn world of cultivating immortals. For the sake of the overall situation, the senior management of Yunhuanzong who learned of this matter tried their best to suppress the one who did not spread, but Yin Miao died. The news caused a stir among the rest of the sect's alchemy masters, and now the members of the Yunhuan Sect, no matter whether they knew the truth or not, were mobilized to run around in just half a day.

In the next two days, at least ten waves of monks flew over from here. Luo Yu didn't dare to use his divine sense to spy, but relying on his sense of the aura of the exercises, almost all of them were monks from the Yunhuan Sect who were searching carefully nearby. It's a pity that Luo Yu Yu Yi is not a local monk, and the second has no conspicuous cave gate, hiding in the middle of the mountain, no one can find him here.

Three days later, as the date of the January [-]st battle with the Yanzhou monks approached, there were fewer Yunhuanzong monks who searched nearby. Not only some of their monks who had lived in seclusion here before, were more or less recruited.

At this moment, in a separate secret room in the cave, monk Lingpu's golden body turned into dark gold on a simple stone bed. On the contrary, Maolan, who was still lying unconscious, exuded dark red and pale. The dead gray color in the eyes of the golden-colored monk Lingpu is already clearly visible.

"Master has really thought about it! Although the 'Sacrifice Blood Curse' is a secret Buddhist mantra, its effect is still at the cost of changing one's life. Once the cast is completed, the master will lose his soul!"

Luo Yu was standing on the side of the stone bed, slightly holding up an ancient golden lamp in his hand, while pouring mana into the object to make the light shine brightly, at the same time, he said to the scar-faced monk on the stone bed with a dignified expression.

With the help of the body essence of Buddhist body refiners, this sacrifice blood curse can temporarily strengthen the scar-faced monk's soul to a higher level, but it can only last for a stick of incense, and the final price is the disappearance of the soul!

Luo Yu felt regretful in his heart, not knowing that there was really no way out, who would be willing to take such a dead end, but Luo Yu had no choice but to feel a little admiration for the scar-faced monk.

The demon seed in Lan'er's body has been stimulated by Yin Miao, and Yougu has been completely condensed and formed in the body. Even if Luo Yu and Yan Lingsu kill Yinmiao, Lan'er will still be unable to survive under the effect of Yougu's "spirit-swallowing bloodthirsty". The blood curse that Huoming Lingpu said was to inject his powerful soul into Lan'er's weak soul body, and use the surge of soul power in a short period of time to force the ghost bone out of the body.

If it succeeds, Lan'er is equivalent to being enlightened, not only accepting part of the mana cultivation base of Lingpu monk, even some years of practice memories will be deeply imprinted in Lan'er's mind like a soul search.

But not to mention the reliability of this method, the consequences are certain.

"The concubine didn't know that the master used the method of sacrificing his life. Otherwise, if he rescued him earlier, maybe there would be a better chance."

Yan Lingsu's clear and pleasant voice came from the other side of the stone bed, and she also held an ancient lamp in her hand and sighed slightly.

"Hehe! You don't need to persuade me anymore. Once this blood curse is cast, there is no turning back. The poor monk knew that there would be such a day when he swore in front of the Buddha when he converted to my Buddha. The heart has not wavered in the slightest, making use of strengths and avoiding weaknesses, of course you can live longer, but the poor monk prefers to be a pawn in chess for the rest of his life, and he can't retreat half a step in his life. It's just that in today's dangerous world of cultivating immortals, sooner or later, people like this will be tricked. Now it's at the last moment. It is not injustice to have two good friends farewell for the poor monk. I only hope that if there is a poor monk in the next life, he will repay the two of you for saving each other many times."

Lingpu, whose body was already as hard as gold and stone, laughed optimistically and boldly before he died.