, the Seven Sons of Dongxuan chased and blocked each other, and as time passed, Luo Ping'er began to be in danger frequently.
After flying for dozens of miles, an old man, a young man, and two horse-faced monks on the opposite side also saw the situation here.
"Junior brother Wang, please help me to stop this woman. I will thank you greatly when the job is done." The fat eldest among the seven sons of Dongxuan was overjoyed when he saw the old man and the young man, and shouted repeatedly.
Luo Ping'er's expression changed drastically. The seven behind them were already difficult to deal with, and now two more came, and they were on the same team as each other.
"Okay, Senior Brother Dongxuan, I don't want anything else, just lend me your crystal mirror!" The horse-faced old man responded loudly, opened his mouth, and spit out a gong, which in the blink of an eye became a square meter. size.
The horse-faced old man stretched his left hand forward. The palm was originally almost as big as a cattail leaf fan, but now it was enlarged again. It was almost like the palm of a giant beast, slapping on the gong.
Bang! The gong made an extremely sharp sound. Luo Ping'er was shaken and almost lost her footing in the air.
"Junior Brother Wang, what a great trick. It seems that your Soul-shaking Gong is becoming more and more superb." Seeing Luo Ping'er's speed being hindered, the eldest of the seven Dongxuan sons was overjoyed. Except for the most powerful boss, several others realized how powerful the soul-shaking gong was, and they all flew away from the direction of the soul-shaking gong's attack. This soul-shaking gong was a spiritual attack, but it did not distinguish between friend and foe.
"A prize, a prize, a prize." The horse-faced old man smiled.
Luo Ping'er snorted coldly, flicked her delicate white fingers, and a pill entered her mouth. It melted in her mouth. At the same time, her body accelerated again and flew forward without hesitation.
Bang! The horse-faced old man rang the soul-shaking gong again, and at this time, a layer of light cyan light suddenly appeared on Luo Ping'er's body. The sound waves emitted by the soul-shaking gong disappeared when they hit the cyan light.
Luo Ping'er patted the storage bag, and the black spider puppet inside flashed in the white light, approaching the horse-faced old man at an alarming speed.
The gong that the horse-faced old man struck continuously was of course useless against dead things like spider puppets.
The spider puppet opened its mouth, and a spider web volleyed towards the horse-faced old man.
The horse-faced old man put away the gong and took out a green scimitar. The scimitar slashed in the air one after another, but it did not break the cobweb.
"Grandpa, get back!" The horse-faced young man behind quickly screamed.
Luo Ping'er's beautiful eyes flashed with a stern look, and she reached out and threw out a green bamboo tube that was about a foot long and thicker than her arm. Countless bamboo needles shot out from it, like rain falling from the sky. Covering the pair of horse-faced grandfather and grandson.
A hint of panic flashed across the face of the horse-faced old man. The spider puppet was so powerful that even the late Jindan monks could not resist it. The cloaked woman looked weak and provocative, but her attacks were fierce. If you had known this, you shouldn't have taken advantage of those guys.
The horse-faced old man took out a white flag. With a move of the white flag, a white waterfall curtain enveloped himself and his grandson. With the sound of one after another, the waterfall curtain became extremely thin in the blink of an eye. There were still dozens of people left. A flying needle was shot at him, and the horse-faced old man's consciousness moved, and the scimitar weapon smashed these flying needles into pieces. But the spider puppet's sharp and slender legs penetrated straight through the body like sharp blades.
The horse-faced young man was waiting for a reaction when the sword in Luo Ping'er's palm had already flown to the horse-faced heart. With a pop, the horse-faced young man protruded from his back, bringing out a large amount of blood.
Luo Ping'er's pretty eyes were troubled, she put away the spider puppet and continued to escape.
The Seventh Son of Dongxuan who followed closely behind took a breath of air. They thought that the cloaked woman was alone, but they didn't expect that she could be so fierce. They clearly knew the strength of the horse-faced old man. This woman was really extraordinary, especially the spider puppet, which was even more extraordinary.
Seeing Luo Ping'er's touching body under her dress, the eldest of the Seven Sons of Dongxuan felt as if he was on fire. He was a devil of lust, but this was his first time meeting such a beauty, so there was no reason to miss it.
"Chase!" The extremely angry Boss Dongxuan shouted. The death of the horse-faced old man and the young man did not make him flinch at all, but made him even more crazy.
Luo Ping'er was anxious. As the head of Lingjiu Workshop, she had naturally accumulated a lot of means over the years, but the strongest one still relied on the spider puppet.
However, due to the time problem of forming the elixir, she is only in the middle stage of the golden elixir. She can barely survive on the elixir at first during her long-distance escape. But if it lasts longer, she will inevitably feel a little weak, no matter how strong the external things are. , and it cannot make up for the fact that his cultivation level is lower than others. If there were one or two late-stage Jindan cultivators, she might not be the loser if she fought hard, but the opponent had too many people in front of her. Even if she tried her best, no matter whether she won or lost, she would never end well in the end.
What made Luo Ping'er even more desperate was that in the process of escaping, he unexpectedly encountered another group of monks who wanted to take advantage of each other. There were as many as six people, and the leader's cultivation level was not that of the Seventh Son of Dongxuan. Under the boss.
"Mr. Dongfang, where are you?" Luo Ping'er didn't care that she hadn't contacted Lu Xiaotian before. She was so anxious now that she regarded the Lingxi Conch as the last straw to save her life.
Lu Xiaotian could not protect himself before. Under the invasion of the murderous intention in his body, the soul was almost unable to stand. If it were not for the demon-suppressing tower, which has surpassed the existence of Danyuan magic weapon, now he has lost his original intention and turned into a madman swallowed by killing. .
After repeated struggles with the murderous intention, Lu Xiaotian has now begun to suppress the murderous intention in his body. The soul has taken the initiative and can naturally sense the movements of the Lingxi Fasnail.
Lu Xiaotian frowned when he heard Luo Ping'er's message. As you can imagine, the other party's situation was definitely not that good. It’s just that he has just suppressed the murderous intention. If he gets involved in the killing rashly again, the suppressed murderous intention will inevitably get out of control again. Lu Xiaotian obviously doesn’t want to see this situation again.
"Mr. Dongfang, can you hear me?" Luo Ping'er's urgent voice came again.
"I heard, I have something to do here, you can handle it yourself." Lu Xiaotian replied to Luo Ping'er.
"You, you bastard!" Luo Ping'er was overjoyed when she heard the other party's reply. She knew how terrifying the other party was. Dozens of golden elixir level demon pythons surrounded one of the other party's people, and all of them were taken care of by this guy. . Although the two teams behind them are quite large, it is definitely not difficult for the guy who calls himself Dongfang.
But Luo Ping'er never expected that this guy would reject her like this. It was because he called her to this hellish place that she encountered these dangerous situations. Now I actually want to let it go, what kind of truth is this?
Luo Ping'er was so angry that her nose sore, and she almost crushed the Lingxi Conch to pieces. Even though she knew how scary that guy was, Luo Ping'er still couldn't help but curse him.
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