The monk in black nervously took the hosta, put the small moving talisman on his left shoulder, and used his free hand to cast a spell.
Yanran, nothing can happen to you.
This magic weapon, the jade hairpin, was personally refined by a black-clothed monk for a Mulan woman. Although his identity as a spy was discovered before he could be refined, it was also blended with the Mulan woman's essence and blood. With its induction, See the other person's status.
After the mana beam hit the hosta, a layer of pale golden forbidden light film emerged, then shattered into light spots.
Before the monk in black could figure out the reason for this abnormality, he saw a flash of blood on the hosta, and the next moment it shattered inch by inch!
"This...you killed her!"
The man in black screamed like a cuckoo crying blood, looking at the three people with painted faces with bloodshot eyes.
"Haha, we will naturally kill such a traitor as soon as possible!"
"Are you just going to ignore the information I stole?!"
The monk in black yelled in disbelief, feeling filled with regret at the same time.
If he had died of serious injuries and returned directly to Yanyue Sect, Yanran would not have died miserably!
Now that his lover is dead, the monk in black no longer has any worries and must activate the small moving talisman to escape.
However, as soon as he activated his magic power, he felt a strong dizziness and his body shook.
"You, the spies of the Nine Nations Alliance, always hide information in your brains. Do you really think we would believe in non-existent things like the Jade Slip of Information?!"
These three painted-faced monks come from the second tribe of the Mulan people, and are responsible for punishing spies. They have rich experience in this type of work.
It is simply not comparable to an unqualified spy who would fall in love with a woman from the enemy camp while performing a mission!
At this time, the monk in black had no time to listen to the other party's ridicule. He shook his head twice in an attempt to get rid of the dizziness, but this undoubtedly ended in failure.
The great despair made him figure something out. He looked down at the hand holding the hosta and saw that the meridians were all black and the flesh and blood were almost necrotic.
"Ten... extremely vicious! You... you really think highly of me!"
The black-clothed monk smiled miserably. Knowing that there was no cure for Shi Jue's poison, he immediately gave up all thoughts of survival and slumped to the ground.
However, just when the three people with painted faces thought that the mission was completed and were about to destroy the corpse and eliminate traces, a command arrow suddenly shot out from the back of the monk in black and shot hundreds of feet into the sky.
With a bang, the arrow exploded into a huge emblem of the Hidden Moon Sect.
When the three people with colorful faces saw this scene, they immediately knew that they could not stay here for long, but the red-faced monk who led them seemed to have noticed something was wrong. The eyes under the mask shot out a spiritual light and swept towards a white cloud, revealing two figures!
The three of them were shocked, and suddenly realized that everything they and others did and said was actually in the eyes and ears of these two people!
"It's really unlucky that the red-faced monk actually cultivated the rare magical power of spiritual eyes!"
Seeing the three men coming towards them with great momentum, Luo Hong groaned secretly. It was not that he was afraid of them, but he was afraid that the people from Hidden Moon Sect would arrive soon when the arrows were fired.
Fortunately, the other party was also afraid of being caught by the monks of the Hidden Moon Sect and wanted to make a quick decision, which coincided with Luo Hong.
In order not to let Fan Mengyi become a drag, Luo Hong swooped down towards the three people with painted faces.
Sensing Luo Hong's mana aura in the late stage of pill formation, although the three of them were not careless, they were not afraid of it. After all, the leader of the red-faced monk was also in the late stage of pill formation, and the other two were in the middle stage of pill formation.
With such strength, it is certain to kill a monk who is in the late stage of pill formation. The other party dares to face him head-on, probably firstly to protect the foundation-building female cultivator beside him, and secondly, to delay time until the Hierarchy of the Moon Sect comes. The support of senior monks.
"Strike with all your strength, don't let him delay!"
The red-faced monk thought he had seen through Luo Hong's plot and immediately ordered.
So, the three of them used their magic formulas to transform into a fire tiger with double wings, a cold snake with white body and red eyes, and a black eagle with iron feathers. Then they pointed at Luo Hong at the same time.
Suddenly, these three strange beasts transformed by spiritual magic flew towards Luo Hong at the same time, tigers pounced, snakes bitten and eagles struck, and their coordination with each other was perfect.
But the moment before these attacks landed on Luo Hong, a white light flashed around him and he disappeared without a trace.
When he reappeared, he was already close to the three of them, flying towards the black-faced monk with a flying kick!
In the midst of lightning and flint, the black-faced monk only had time to inject mana into his body-protecting spirit shield, but Luo Hong's right leg was already wrapped in a layer of black light.
Immediately, there was a "bang" sound, and the black-faced monk's body exploded like the command arrow just now. It was actually kicked in the air by Luo Hong's violent force that could bring down a dragon!
After killing the black-faced monk, Luo Hong immediately turned around and threw his arm, and a black bead flew out, flying straight towards the white-faced monk.
The horror of his companions exploding into bloody foam still lingered in the mind of the white-faced monk, so when he saw that he had become Luo Hong's next target, the magic formula in his hand immediately changed, and a giant ice crystal covered with frost condensed in front of him. shield.
At this time, Zhenhai Pearl, which was only the size of a baby's fist, flew over and expanded to the size of a house in an instant, filling the white-faced monk's field of vision.
"No!"
The white-faced monk only had time to let out a scream before the giant ice crystal shield in front of him was crushed into powder and hit his body.
Luo Hong did not look at the Zhenhai Pearl, which was falling towards the mountain below. He stared at the leader of the red-faced monks with murderous eyes, and his eyes gradually glowed with silver light.
However, just before using the Silver Spirit Eyes, the red-faced monk suddenly turned into a ray of fire and fled into the distance.
Although they had only fought for a few breaths, the red-faced monk had already understood the difference between the enemy and ourselves.
The tragic death of his two companions in an instant made him realize that if he stayed and fought, he would perish in an instant, and there was only a chance of survival if he escaped.
The escape speed of the monks in the late stage of pill formation was extremely astonishing, not to mention that the opponent also used spiritual techniques to increase the escape speed. Luo Hong frowned and turned into a blue escape light, sometimes flying and sometimes teleporting to catch up.
After the two left, Fan Mengyi slowly floated down, reached out and took the storage bags of the two dead Mulan Masters into his hands.
After staring at the storage bags for a few seconds, Fan Mengyi couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook her head:
"Master, you should hurry up and have a baby. This is too bullying."
After sighing, Fan Mengyi flew towards the black-clothed monk who was lying on the ground dying. Out of caution, she didn't get too close.
At this time, the black-clothed monk was already covered in black, poisonous gas was attacking his heart, and he might die suddenly at any time.
As if aware of Fan Mengyi approaching, he struggled to spit out four words:
"Holy beast... precious mirror..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a large amount of poisonous blood gushed out from the black-clothed monk's mouth. He clutched the poisoned hosta tightly and died.
"The poison is so powerful that it didn't even leave the soul behind!"
Fan Mengyi stepped back a few feet in fear to prevent herself from being contaminated by this terrifying poison.
At this moment, several loud noises and several spiritual lights of different colors came from the distant horizon, but they soon subsided.
Fan Mengyi waited for a while and saw Luo Hong suddenly appeared beside her.
Just after glancing at the black-clothed monk to confirm that he was dead, Luo Hong grabbed Fan Mengyi's shoulder and turned into a ray of light and disappeared.
After escaping thousands of miles, Luo Hong took Fan Mengyi to a small market, hiding his cultivation and staying in an inn.
"Master, storage bag."
As soon as it was safe, Fan Mengyi handed over the storage bag she had collected.
After Luo Hong accepted it expressionlessly, he asked in a deep voice:
"Did the monk in black say anything at the end?"
"Yes, he said 'sacred beast' and 'treasure mirror'!"
Luo Hong's eyes suddenly narrowed. This matter was far more troublesome than he expected.
