It turns out that Wei Li's true cultivation level has always been in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, but when he faced the red-faced old Taoist and others, he would always use his own magic to cover it up, and he has kept it hidden until now.
It is precisely because of this that he has the confidence to steal treasures.
Wei Li had no illusions that Luo Hong would agree to him directly. Whether they could cooperate or not would depend on their fists.
As soon as the power of the Bliss Mirror was activated, Luo Hong felt dizzy. He closed and opened his eyes, and many women in cool clothes appeared beside the carved railings and painted buildings of the surrounding palace buildings.
There are differences in appearance among these women, but all of them are rare beauties in the world, and all of them have graceful figures and either pure or charming looks.
Luo Hong was still somewhat conscious at first, but soon he was overcome by the fire in his belly, his eyes became dazed, and he actually had the idea of indulging.
Gradually, Luo Hong's original memory began to blur, and he began to think that he was the master of the heavenly palace beneath his feet. He could no longer remember anything about ascension or the great road at this time!
The beauties in cool clothes came to him at some point, stretching out their white arms or slender feet, wanting to caress and tease him.
At this time, although Luo Hong vaguely felt that this move was inappropriate, he was so happy in his heart and his hands and feet were so weak that he actually forgot about his magical powers and froze in place.
Just when Luo Hong was about to fall into the crowd of women, suddenly all the beauties suddenly changed into Luo Hong's own appearance, and stared at him with cold eyes and stiff faces.
Seeing this strange scene, Luo Hong suddenly shuddered. While memories came flooding back, the inexplicable joy in his heart was replaced by disgust.
Good guy, this method is too cruel!
It won’t leave any psychological shadow!
Although Luo Hong complained in his heart, he couldn't blame Bing Xin's personality. The other party just followed his orders and adopted the current optimal solution.
The beautiful woman's face-changing was just an appearance. Inside, there was a loophole in the blissful illusion. Luo Hong immediately urged his consciousness to fill the loophole.
The next moment, the strange beauties and palaces surrounding Luo Hong turned into fine grains of sand and flew away with the wind, and several cracks appeared on the cloudy earth under his feet.
Luo Hong snorted immediately after seeing it, and his huge spiritual consciousness gathered into a heavy hammer and hit it hard!
With just a crisp "pop" sound, the entire blissful illusion quickly collapsed, and Luo Hong returned to the sky above Qingyun Peak.
I saw three red-faced old Taoists besieging Dong Lijun. Although they lost a lot of blood, they still had the advantage in numbers. At this time, they had suppressed Dong Lijun to a precarious position.
At this moment, Wei Li was staring dumbfoundedly at the Mirror of Bliss that was completely shattered in his hand and whose spiritual energy was rapidly fading. He was unable to accept the reality for a moment.
After all, almost as soon as he activated the power of the Mirror of Bliss, Luo Hong broke the illusion, making his method seem like a joke.
After seeing the situation clearly, Luo Hong flicked his sleeves and released three flying purple-striped scorpions, asking them to support Dong Lijun, while he himself used all his escape skills to force Wei Li away.
As soon as the intention to kill was stimulated, Wei Li came to his senses immediately and ran away without thinking.
However, his escape technique was much slower than Luo Hong's, and soon the distance between the two was within thirty feet.
As if he realized that he would never be able to escape like this, Wei Li shouted loudly:
"If you don't save people now, I'm afraid you will have to collect Qi Fenglei's body.
Before going into battle, Wei told his disciples that if I lose, I will destroy all the Qifeng, thunder, form and spirit! "
Luo Hong's expression didn't even change when he heard this. With a flash of white light around him, he came within ten feet of Wei Li.
For him, rescuing Qi Fenglei was to trace the entrance to Wentian Cave Mansion. Now that Wei Li had this living map, Qi Fenglei was useless to him.
As for his hidden opening ceremony, Luo Hong didn't even care.
Seeing that the threat had no effect, Wei Li cursed secretly and at the same time, with a look of determination on his face, he pinched out a magic formula with both hands, and brilliant aura poured out from his eyes.
"Mirage?!"
After Luo Hong recognized the origin of the brilliant aura, he immediately understood how the Mirror of Bliss could be so powerful. It turned out that Wei Li himself had considerable magic powers.
"Hehe, the illusion-type psychic vision is an unexpected bonus."
Without giving Wei Li a chance, Luo Hong's eyes lit up with a silver aura, and countless needles of spiritual energy flew out.
Not only did the mirage prick holes in it, but it also caused Wei Li to scream and fall downwards.
Wei Li just wanted to take a gamble. Luo Hong lost a lot of his spiritual consciousness when he broke through the illusion of bliss. Now his spiritual consciousness is not enough to break through the illusion created by his mirage spiritual eyes.
Obviously, he had miscalculated. Luo Hong's spiritual consciousness was still very abundant, and he responded very promptly. Before his mirage was created, he used his spiritual consciousness to break it with one blow.
Before Wei Li's scream could stop, Luo Hong teleported out again, and the next moment he appeared next to Wei Li's body.
Luo Hong's right palm was blackened, and then he inserted it into Wei Li's dantian like lightning and grabbed his Nascent Soul.
Then with a flick of his left hand, a small black and red fireball flew out, instantly burning his body to ashes, leaving only two eyes.
When Wei Li used his spiritual eye, Luo Hong's spiritual sense gave him an early warning, which made him feel that the other party's spiritual eye was a little unusual. After some research, he prepared to integrate it into the eyes of the Wanxiang God.
After collecting the loot, Luo Hong turned to look towards Dong Lijun.
I saw that the three red-faced old Taoists had long lost their majesty just now, and were now being chased by the flying purple-striped scorpions and running away in panic.
It wasn't that they didn't have the strength to fight back when facing the Flying Purple Scorpion, but that they had seen the scene of Luo Hong killing Wei Li, and now they no longer had the intention to fight.
Seeing the three Taoist priests fleeing, Luo Hong did not pursue them. Instead, he ordered the Flying Purple Scorpions to return.
He had no intention of taking the lives of these three people, otherwise why would he only sacrifice three flying purple scorpions? After all, there was no deep hatred between him and these Taoist priests.
If Wei Li hadn't been involved in Wentian Cave Mansion, Luo Hong wouldn't have chosen to deal with it harshly.
"Brother Luo, I found Qi Fenglei, look over there!"
Dong Lijun originally came to find an elder from Qingyun Temple to ask where Qi Fenglei was being held. Unexpectedly, he suddenly found him halfway up the mountainside of Qingyun Peak.
At this time, Qi Fenglei's face was very ugly, he was stumbling when he walked, and he was obviously very weak.
He was wearing a clean Qingyun Temple Taoist robe, but his boots were stained with blood.
Luo Hong glanced at it and saw that the person Dong Lijun was referring to had damaged his golden elixir, and he immediately confirmed it in his heart.
Thinking of what Wei Li said before he died, the corners of Luo Hong's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
This Qi Fenglei did have some tricks, and he was able to kill Wei Li's disciple. It seemed that he did have quite a secret.
Thinking about it, it was not surprising that it was an opening ceremony that could be compared with the Mirror of Paradise, and it made him different from ordinary people.
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