Luo Hong Yuanying's initial cultivation level is not worthy of praise, but his strange magical power that can kill the Danjie monks from thousands of miles away makes even the old monster Tianhen dare not look down on him.
Damn it! Another troublesome guy.
Old Demon Qingyang nodded slightly to Luo Hong, but he couldn't help but curse in his heart.
Now we can only hope that Fu Jun has woken up and will take advantage of the chaos to separate from these troublesome people!
Thinking like this, Old Demon Qingyang couldn't help but glance at Yanjing. This monk's cultivation level was only at the early stage of Nascent Soul, but the Buddhist magical powers had always been somewhat restrained against demonic powers. Moreover, the other party had an extraordinary background, and he was also a figure worthy of being feared. He was dangerous. The level is even higher than Luo Hong, second only to the old monster Tianhen.
"I don't dare. God hates that my Taoist friend has been in the south of the world for hundreds of years and is known as the number one among the casual cultivators. Luo should have a great name for a long time."
Luo Hong replied politely with a smile on his face.
As a Nascent Soul cultivator who has become famous over the years, although Old Monster Tianhen has never met Luo Hong, he has heard many rumors about him.
Especially knowing that the other party is responsible for sealing the evil spirits and has not left his residence for decades. He is the least likely to be the culprit of this sudden change.
Therefore, for the old monster Tianhen, Luo Hong is the best person to join forces with.
So, he changed his stern demeanor and tried to be kinder:
"Fellow Daoist Luo is ridiculous. I heard that Daoist Daoist has reached the Nascent Soul stage at the age of two hundred years. It really makes me ashamed. I think he will definitely become a famous monk throughout the world in the future!"
"Luo doesn't dare to think like this. Every bottleneck in the Nascent Soul stage cannot be overcome by just meditating and practicing.
If there is no opportunity, even if you sit there for hundreds of years, it will be difficult to make any further progress.
And the opportunity is so rare that countless Taoist friends have fallen for it throughout the ages. "
Luo Hong shook his head and sighed, feeling very depressed.
Arriving at an extremely dangerous place with Old Demon Han, Luo Hong was already very nervous. But, good guy, someone came up and grabbed his breasts, which made him frightened.
"Fellow Daoist Luo, you don't have to be too humble. With the magical powers that you have shown, you are the number one person here. Isn't it easy to protect yourself?"
The old monster Tianhen looked at Luo Hong with a half-smile but not a smile, as if to say: Boy, I know some of your details, don't try to fish behind me!
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Tianhen knows Luo well.
Yes, Luo has some tricks, so he doesn't bother fellow Taoist monks to worry about it. "
Luo Hong's smile changed, and his expression was slightly cold.
The old monster Tianhen was stunned when he heard this. Luo Hong clearly rejected his invitation to join forces. As the person with the highest cultivation level here, he did not expect this final result. He immediately became dissatisfied in his heart, and his eyes were full of confusion. A little suspicion emerged.
After all, Luo Hong's choice was obviously against common sense.
Could it be that he is confident that his magical powers are not weaker than mine?
Seeing the two people "complimenting" each other, Zhen Lan almost showed disdain and thought to herself:
"This person's cultivation level is not yet at the late stage of Nascent Soul, yet he dares to claim to be the number one casual cultivator. I'm afraid he cannot live up to his name.
That person named Luo Hong is even more abominable. In front of the disciples of the Immortal Transformation Sect, he dares to accept the most powerful mantra!
If he were in southern Xinjiang, these words alone would be enough to kill him dozens of times! "
Although Zhen Lan was full of dissatisfaction, but the situation was stronger than others, she could only suppress all these in her heart, silently comforting herself not to argue with a group of barbarians from a remote immortal world.
On the other side, Han Yunzhi, who was standing behind Han Shiquan, stared at Luo Hong and Han Li with her beautiful eyes wide open.
Brother Luo and Brother Han have actually reached the Nascent Soul realm. This is too scary!
I think back then, when they were all monks in the Qi Refining Stage, Old Demon Han's cultivation level was even worse than Han Yunzhi's!
But now, the other party is already a high-ranking Nascent Soul cultivator, but she has to rely on the help of her blood relatives and elders with secret methods to break through the pill formation stage.
Comparing the two, Han Yunzhi couldn't help but feel frustrated, but she was still sincerely happy for the two people who had helped her a lot.
Of course, after more than two hundred years of hard work, Han Yunzhi is no longer the innocent girl she used to be, and her thoughts have not been revealed on the surface.
"Monk Yanjing, can you recognize what kind of Buddhist forbidden law is covering this place? How should we get out?"
After the old monster Tianhen was rejected by Luo Hong, his temper became even worse, and he asked in a cold voice without any courtesy.
Everyone can't help but feel conscious about the hall they are in. With a little exploration, they can know that there is no portal in the hall.
Therefore, the first problem everyone faces if they want to escape is how to get out of this golden hall.
"If the poor monk is not mistaken, this hall is the transformation of the famous Sumeru Vajra Temple of our Buddhist sect. It cannot be broken down by the gods."
I don't know if it's because of his martial arts skills or simply because he has a good temper, but Yan Jing always has a kind smile on his face.
"It is indestructible below the level of the gods?! Then we are going to die trapped here!"
Zhen Lan's face turned pale and her delicate body trembled.
However, as soon as she finished exclaiming, she realized something was wrong. Except for her, everyone else looked calm and composed when they heard the news.
"It turns out to be one of the ten ancient sacred places. It seems that this place is indeed a secret place passed down from ancient times."
Luo Hong observed with interest the Sanskrit patterns wandering on the walls and floors, and murmured to himself.
"What kind of riddles are you making, monk? Since the Buddhist painting transported us here, it is impossible to trap us to death in the same place. I don't believe that your ancestor didn't explain it!"
God hates the old monster for saying what everyone is thinking.
When Buddhists left animal skin Buddhist paintings, they naturally wanted to give future generations a way to enter this place so that they could do something.
"It is not that our Leiyin Sect has never encountered catastrophes so far. Many secrets have been lost in the long river of time. The poor monks don't know much more than the donors.
However, the poor monk does know a Dharma formula that matches the Great Sumeru Vajra Precept, and now he can give it a try. "
After Yan Jing said this, he recited the magic formula in a majestic manner, and deliberately slowed down his speaking speed so that everyone could remember it.
After reciting a short and medium-sized spell, a golden beam of light suddenly descended from Yan Jing's head, covering his entire body.
After a breath, the golden light disappeared, and Yan Jing had disappeared from where he was.
For a moment, the expressions on everyone's faces changed, some were shocked, some angry, or suspicious, as if they were afraid that Yanjing would run away, and everyone began to recite the magic formula.
Soon after, several golden light pillars descended almost in no particular order, taking everyone away from the golden hall.
After the golden light in front of him disappeared, the first thing Tianhen Old Monster did was to search for Yan Jing's figure.
As a result, to his surprise, Yan Jing was standing not far away from him, with the smile still on his face, as if he had never left.
Luo Hong also breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't that he wanted to judge a gentleman with a villain's heart, but that this place had too much to do with Buddhism.
To be on the safe side, he would never let Yan Jing out of his sight for too long.
"Oh my God! What the hell is this place!"
Suddenly, a frightened female voice came. Zhen Lan's eyes widened and she looked forward with a pale face.
Luo Hong raised his eyes and his pupils suddenly shrank. He saw that beyond a layer of golden light, there were mountains of corpses spreading as far as the eye could see.
The sky here is full of waxy yellow clouds, and there is a light yellow mist between the mountains of corpses. The exposed heads and limbs are so densely intertwined that just one look at them can make people feel like they have fallen into an ice cave.
There were so many corpses that Luo Hong and others couldn't help but guess that this place was the legendary underworld, the place of reincarnation.
"The corpse energy is so strong! Even with my level of cultivation, once I am contaminated, I am afraid that I will be infected with corpse poison!"
The old monster Tianhen frowned, staring at the light yellow mist floating outside the golden light shield, and had a basic understanding of the danger level of this place.
If there is no corresponding magic weapon to protect the body, in order to resist the corrosion of corpse air, it is necessary to continuously consume mana to maintain the protective spiritual shield.
The space here is obviously huge and cannot be explored in a short time.
Do you want to risk flying high in the sky?
The old monster Tianhen glanced at the top of the corpse fog hundreds of feet high and the area under the yellow clouds, and couldn't help but hesitate.
Flying in the air in a strange and dangerous place is tantamount to putting yourself under the nose of all possible dangers, which is a sure way to die.
Unless there is no other way, the old monster Tianhen doesn't want to do this.
"Donors, please look at your palms."
Just when the old monster Tianhen was worried, Yan Jing suddenly spoke.
Luo Hong raised his right palm and took a look, and saw a golden Sanskrit pattern imprinted on his palm at some point.
At this time, Yan Jing's voice came to his ears again:
"This is a diamond talisman. Donors only need to pour magic power into it to borrow the power of forbidden magic to protect themselves."
So that’s it, this should also be the arrangement of ancient Buddhist cultivators.
Luo Hong tried it and confirmed that only a small amount of mana could make the body surface glow with a golden light.
Among them, the Buddhist breath of the diamond type is the best thing to restrain the corpse energy.
Now that the erosion of corpse energy is no longer a problem, it is time to consider where to explore and find a way out.
The place where everyone was teleported was the top of the Golden Hall. This palace was more than a hundred feet high, so everyone's field of vision was quite wide. Although there were many mountains of corpses blocking it, after looking around, everyone still found something very far away. A mountain peak that is twice as high as the surrounding corpse mountains.
If there is a way out here, the mountain peak where only a black shadow can be seen is definitely the most likely place.
Except for Zhen Lan, who was a little inexperienced in world affairs, all the monks present were smart people. Needless to say, under the leadership of the old monster Tianhen, everyone flew out of the golden light shield and headed towards the huge mountain peak.
Luo Hong deliberately fell behind everyone at this time, catching everyone entering the cloud of corpse energy, alert to possible attacks, and had no time to take care of his opportunity, secretly gathering magic power in his eyes.
Suddenly a layer of pale golden light appeared, and the scene in front of Luo Hong's eyes moved forward rapidly. In an instant, he seemed to be standing at the foot of the huge mountain and saw it clearly.
What surprised Luo Hong was that this mountain peak was not made of corpses, but a rugged black stone mountain.
It's just that the shape is a bit strange, with high bulges on both sides and a concave middle. It doesn't look like a naturally formed mountain peak.
Since there was no major discovery, Luo Hong didn't look too much. As soon as the magic power gathered in his eyes dissipated, the scene in front of him returned to normal.
Immediately, Luo Hong followed the others calmly. After passing through the golden light shield, a strong smell of corpses hit his face, choking him and having to shut down his sense of smell.
Although everyone escaped from the golden light shield and were eager to know where they were, no one dared to get close to the mountain of corpses to investigate.
Everyone knows very well that in an environment with such a strong corpse aura, a very powerful corpse king will be born. If you approach the corpse mountain rashly, you are afraid of being poisoned by it.
Sure enough, before everyone could fly a thousand feet away, a nearby mountain of corpses began to tremble violently, as if something was about to rush out of the mountain of corpses.
Just when everyone was hesitating whether to fight or retreat, a Buddha seal with a radius of dozens of feet suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain of corpses.
In just a few breaths, the things hidden inside the mountain of corpses became quiet.
Even though it was just a false alarm, it still made everyone's hearts rise in their throats, and they tried their best to stay away from the mountain of corpses when they fled.
Gradually, everyone divided into four teams.
Needless to say, Luo Hong got together with Old Demon Han.
Zhen Lan always flew beside Monk Yanjing, seeming to regard him as a supporter.
Old Demon Qingyang and Fairy Xuancha were inseparable, but Han Shiquan, who was also a monk of the Sixth Sect of Demonic Dao, did not choose to join forces with these two demons.
He is a member of his own family who knows his own affairs, and intrigues among demon cultivators are commonplace. If he has to guard against those around him in such a dangerous place, then there is basically no chance of survival.
Therefore, Han Shiquan and Han Yunzhi kept flying near the old monster Tianhen, but they did not get too close because they were worried about the old monster's unpredictable temper.
The old monster Tianhen was relatively relieved of Han Shiquan and the two. After all, as long as he carefully probed, he could find that Han Shiquan's breath was slightly unstable, which was clearly a sign that his vitality had been injured before and had not yet recovered.
In this case, the possibility that the other party is the culprit is infinitely small.
Moreover, the Yuling Sect is known for controlling spiritual beasts and driving spiritual insects. If they encounter a dangerous place, it will be much more convenient to have the other party to help them find the way.
Han Li's eyes swept over everyone, and he felt that everyone had their own agenda, and he couldn't help but feel a headache.
Fortunately, Senior Brother Luo is here, otherwise this situation would be extremely difficult to break.
Just as he was thinking this, Luo Hong's voice with a wry smile sounded in his heart:
"Junior Brother Han, is this change caused by you?"
Based on the clues known so far, Luo Hong believes that Lu Lian of the Demon Flame Sect is the most suspicious. Calculating the time, Old Demon Han should be avenging Xin Ruyin in Zidao Mountain at this time. The Fu family of Zidao Mountain is also in contact with The Demon Flame Sect is closely related.
With this connection, Luo Hong basically determined that Old Demon Han was related to this change.
"Senior Brother Luo, I am too..."
In fact, not long after Han Li entered the Golden Hall, he recalled the strange things when he destroyed the family, and he had a clear understanding in his heart.
He was about to send a voice message to explain something, when suddenly a murderous roar came to his ears, and he saw a mountain of corpses surging, rolling out dozens of terrifying mummies covered in mottled silver armor...
