Myriad Heavens Tribulation

Faced with the scarlet silhouette that had surrounded him round and round, Wang Hong's solution was simple, just lock the target and slash it over.

The long sword is held high, the arm is slashed, and the powerful fleshy body is completely ignored.

"Raise a sword to kill love!"

As the Seventh Style of the Demon Sword was displayed, there were more than a dozen blood shadows in front of Wang Hong, which were severed in the blink of an eye.

And Luo Bao hiding inside was also a little caught off guard. He didn't expect at all. His stunt of defeating strong enemies in the past was so easy to crack.

Under the hustle and bustle, it is worthwhile to raise a small purple shield, barely blocking this fierce sword.

But at the next moment, Luo Bao's eyes widened. How can the Great Accomplishment Realm world’s love-killing magic knife be so easy to endure?

The cold and decisive Blade Intent actually cut straight down through the magic weapon, instantly smashing Luo Bao's body protection secret art, leaving a bone-visible knife wound on him!

"Ah!"

A scream suddenly sounded, and Luo Bao flew back while clutching the wound, while performing the blood secret technique, barely stopping the deteriorating knife wound.

It's just this kind of superficial healing that can't dissolve the Blade Intent deep into the bone marrow. At this moment, Luo Bao doesn't say that the battle strength drops sharply, but he certainly doesn't dare to fight Wang Hong again.

As for Demon Blood Sect Great Elder, who had originally accumulated power, he didn't dare to drag on seeing this situation.

In the beginning, there was only the scarlet seal with the size of a palm, which suddenly magnified ten million times, like a small mountain, and pressed it down against Wang Hong fiercely.

Wang Hong knows he can't fight for a long time, but if he turns around and runs, he will be chased by the opponent's tail.

So facing the bloody seal coming from across the sky, instead of avoiding it, he raised his long sword again, and Senhan's blade once again lit up the dazzling rays of light.

Raising the knife, swinging the knife, the solid black knives soared into the sky, resisting the crimson seal of Mount Tai.

“bang! ”

The sword and the seal were at odds with each other in the air, and the pale face of Demon Blood Sect Great Elder was turned red by the full use of mana.

But now he is also if you ride a tiger, it's hard to get off, a little slack may attract a strong backlash, and he has to continue to pour more mana into the black knife. Completely crushed!

Wang Hong didn't mean to stand in stalemate with him. At the moment Luo Bao is recovering from his injuries and it is difficult to take action. The Great Elder has no time for him to run the seal.

Wang Hong with a sober head turned and ran without the slightest hesitation, rushing to a gap in the big formation that was about to be closed.

There are no two Nascent Soul powerhouses to stop them. The Golden Core Elder and Foundation Establishment dísciple in the periphery are afraid to face Wang Hong who is full of killing intents. Before he rushes to the front, these demonic cultivators They all ran away thoroughly.

"Thanks to Sectmaster Luo's hospitality today, after this Wang digests the opportunity he has gained, I will go to Demon Blood Sect in the future to give back!"

Wang Hong Shinobu who escaped from the battlefield He couldn't help leaving a word of cruelty, and at the same time his body flashed wildly, and before Luo Bao and the two of them were chasing after him, they disappeared from everyone's sight.

Although Nascent Soul Cultivator spirit strength is strong, it is enough to lock down enemies a hundred miles away.

But Wang Hong spirit strength is stronger than them, even beyond a large level, as long as it is out of sight, outsiders can't lock it at all.

There was no ambush outside the big formation, which was a bit beyond Wang Hong's expectation.

However, Demon Blood Sect has set up such a dangerous situation, and it is full of confidence to think about it. If it is replaced by Southern Heaven's local Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator, with the exception of Han Li, it is almost impossible.

Flying back to Golden Horse City quickly, Wang Hong rolled his sleeves and collected all the items in the temporary residence into the Storage Bracelet.

Now that Demon Blood Sect has received the news, State of Yuan Wu's right side is almost the same.

Furthermore, after this ambush, even if Demon Blood Sect deliberately concealed it, the spies of other various sects in his clan would definitely spread the news.

So in order to reduce the trouble, Wang Hong is ready to leave the State of Yuan Wu immediately and go directly to a relatively safe place.

When he flew out of Golden Horse City again, he happened to see Lu Surname Feng who was returning. Before the other party asked for mercy, he severely cut it off.

Along with the sky full of blood mist, Wang Hong's silhouette disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

……

Due to someone’s deliberate control, Han Li, whose life track has not changed, is in Seven Mysteries Sect, cultivating the Nameless Mantra handed to him by Doctor Mo.

Looking at the other dísciples who started at the same time, they have become the legendary expert, and he still looks like a handless chicken, Han Li was really helpless for a while.

On this day, Doctor Mo suddenly asked Zhang Tie to call him over. When Han Li came to the guest hall, he saw an unexpected person.

Even after more than four years, he is no longer the second fool he used to be, but he is still uncontrollable at this moment, and his sincere smile instantly covers his face.

"Third Uncle!" Han Li couldn't help but yelled softly.

That sleek figure, a bunch of goat-like moustaches, a middle-aged man with a smile on his face and Doctor Mo's polite manner, is exactly the pro Uncle who introduced Han Li into Seven Mysteries Sect.

"When you receive the medicine ingredient from the previous year in the future, you can still send it to the old man. I won't let you lose the price." Doctor Mo sat on the Imperial Tutor chair, and the old god was at ease Said.

Han Third Uncle didn’t immediately pay attention to Han Li, but smiled and replied, “Don’t worry, Mr. Mo, this kind of good stuff is only in your hands. It's a waste of people."

Doctor Mo hearing this, with a rare smile, nodded said.

"You and Han Li haven't seen each other for more than four years. Let's go and talk."

After saying that, he picked up the wooden box on the table and glanced at it intentionally or unintentionally. He glanced at Han Li, then got up and walked towards the back room.

Han Third Uncle smiled and watched the other person leave. After Doctor Mo's footsteps disappeared, he turned to look at Han Li, looked at it carefully, and said happily:

"It has only been more than four years, and Xiaoli has grown into a big brat. If you called me just now, I would almost not recognize it!"

"Third Uncle, you will still be like that after four years Spirit!" Han Li also said with a laugh.

Suddenly seeing his relatives, Han Li, who has been depressed for a long time because of Doctor Mo's unruly heart, rarely relaxes at this time.

After he finished speaking, he took Han Third Uncle and walked out of the guest hall. Although Doctor Mo has left here, Han Li, who has always been cautious, really doesn't want to stay here.

Not to mention that he still wants to explain something to Third Uncle, so naturally he should find a safer and more hidden place.

Han Third Uncle was a little surprised, but Old Yu didn't ask too much about the sophisticated old Yu, laughed and walked outside with Han Li, waiting for a place with a wide view before stopping.

"Why, then Doctor Mo is not good to you?"

The two walked under a pine tree, Han Third Uncle's smile on his face remained unchanged, but his mouth softly asked road.

Although Han Li is young, his experience over the past few years has allowed him to grow his mind rapidly. He is very clear about the things he is facing, and his Third Uncle can't solve it at all.

So Han Li didn’t answer directly, instead he turned the subject off and asked with a smile: "Third Uncle, how are my parents and them now?"