He dazed and answered it with his hands. If it weren't for the special sensing of his natal magic weapon, he wouldn't have dared to associate the peerless weapon in front of him with his blood-drawing sword.

What the young man in black did was just a light touch.

Such an incredible thing immediately shocked the Blood Sacrifice Taoist so much that he couldn't speak for a while.

Fortunately, he has experienced many ups and downs over the years, and his mood is beyond the reach of ordinary people, so.

With a "puzzle", the Taoist Blood Sacrifice actually knelt directly in front of the young man in black and kowtowed:

"Senior, I think it's the ancestor of the Nascent Soul. I wonder what is the connection with my Wanjian Sect?"

Looking back at the portrait of the founder of the founding school who was handsome and handsome on the wall, Luo Hong felt speechless again.

Who is smart and is doing it? Now, the younger generation will have the opportunity to escape!

Luo Hong actually had no special feelings for Wanjianmen.

But after he used the Sky-Breaking Spear to split the boundary wall, he came to Dajin directly, and then swept it with his spiritual sense, and found that after more than a thousand years, the Wanjian Sect was almost finished!

Although a day in the spiritual world is several days in the human world, the time flow rate of each interface is different. It is not how long a day is, but it is based on the rotation of the sun and the moon into a day.

Therefore, the number of years he stays in the spiritual world can be directly converted to the human world.

Now there are only seven "kittens" left in front of Wanjian Sect. Needless to say, for the sake of incense, Luo Hong plans to take them all to the spiritual world.

However, before sending them into the Netherworld Cave Heaven, we need to ask them about some of the current situation in the Great Jin Dynasty.

After all, there is an old friend here.

"I am a good friend to your founder. Now that Wanjianmen has been destroyed, you can follow me next."

Luo Hong said immediately.

"The Wanjian Sect is not destroyed! We are not dead, but the Wanjian Sect is not destroyed!"

Unexpectedly, when he heard this, the young man surnamed Song shouted excitedly.

"Senior Brother Song, please say a few less words!"

The fellow disciples on the side quickly persuaded him after hearing this.

"Senior, I know that you are a master of Nascent Soul. Can you give me a pill from the secret library to save my senior brother's life!"

The petite female cultivator didn't care about anything else at the moment. The young man with double pupils was getting weaker and weaker. If he delayed, he would definitely have a way out.

"Oh? I see who dares to save me!"

At this moment, a cold voice came from behind everyone.

The Taoist Blood Sacrifice was shocked when he heard the sound. He did not sense the person coming at all. Could it be another Nascent Soul Cultivator?

"The Sect Master, it's them, that should be the secret library of the Wanjian Sect!"

At this time, Sha Laogui followed a man in a blood robe, bent his waist and said with a flattering look on his face.

"No, it's the leader of the Blood King Sect!"

After seeing the person's face clearly, the Taoist Xue Ji immediately stood up in surprise and stood up nervously with a look of alertness.

"Huh? Your flying sword is good. Could it be what you got from the secret library just now? Haha, you Wanjianmen really have some wealth!"

As he said that, the leader of the Blood King Sect reached out and grabbed the Blood Sacrifice Taoist Xu, without taking Luo Hong behind him seriously.

I saw a blood-colored hand that appeared on the head of the Blood Sacrifice Taoist, and it was as if it was about to pinch it into meat sauce.

But the next moment, the blood-colored hand trembled suddenly, then it lost control and headed straight for Luo Hong's right palm.

The mud cow entered the sea, and it was sank into it without any movement.

"Who is this?"

Seeing this, the Sect Master of Blood King Sect changed his face and immediately asked with a frown.

However, Luo Hong ignored him at the moment, but directly reached out to take the double-pupil boy in front of him.

"Yinyang Ghost Eyes? Interesting."

After looking at the boy's eyes, Luo Hong couldn't help but say something to himself, then stretched out his sword and pressed it to the center of his eyebrows.

Suddenly, the black and red poisonous gas rushed towards his fingertips. After a while, the boy with double pupils returned to his normal appearance, but his face turned pale.

"Hmph, fellow Taoist so forcibly detoxified him, but this boy's vitality has greatly damaged. Even if he is saved, he will be a waste!"

Although the leader of the Blood King Sect was angry at Luo Hong for not giving face, his spiritual sense could not detect the other party's aura, so he patiently wanted to observe it again.

But it is impossible to let him retreat. After all, he is a great monk in the late stage of the Nascent Soul. Only the god-transforming monk in the world can make him afraid!

Luo Hong still ignored the sarcasm of the Blood King Sect's sect leader. He opened his mouth and a ball of five-colored light floated out slowly and fell towards the chest of the double-pupil boy.

"Essence of heaven and earth! You are a god-transforming cultivator!"

With a slight sense, the leader of the Blood King Sect immediately widened his eyes and exclaimed.

Fortunately, he knew the secret of the life span of the god-transforming monks, and there were many Nascent Soul monks in the sect nearby. I think this strange god-transforming monk would not have spent a lot of life span to fight with them for a few foundation-building juniors.

"Hmm? Five-colored Tribulation Cloud! This ball of heaven and earth essence is just, how can it lead to all this thing!"

Seeing a five-colored cloud suddenly rolling out from the sky, the leader of the Blood King Sect immediately felt puzzled.

"Get out of here, I don't have your share."

At this time, Luo Hong finally spoke. Although the voice was not loud, she had an inexplicable force that shook the five-colored clouds to pieces on the spot.

"Daojie Yundu every day."

The leader of the Blood King Sect was completely uneasy. After a moment of shock, he immediately escaped with all his strength.

At this moment, he flew away while roaring wildly in his heart:

"No! This person is definitely not a god-transforming monk!"

He had also seen the god-transforming monk. Every one of them was afraid of the five-colored catastrophe clouds like a tiger. The young and fluttering black clothes could shake it with just one word, which really made him feel broken.

"Where did the monster come from? You must report to Senior Mo Yun immediately, otherwise what should I do?"

Halfway through, the leader of the Blood King Sect suddenly realized something was wrong.

He was flying at full speed, but why was the damn old ghost still staring at him in a daze?
Chapter completed!