The audience watching this Saint Son Ceremony were also confused.
The heirloom of a top-notch family, in his own family, stared at the big screen excitedly: "Oh, do the reincarnations of the Immortal King and Immortal Emperor appear in piles?"
"Or, for millions of years, no one will come out."
"Either, as soon as they come out, they appear in piles."
"The overall strength of this Holy Son Ceremony is too strong."
…
Mountain top.
With just one palm, Luo Fu cut off the queen of the top-quality sub-relic weapon Demon Soldier.
Calm eyes swept towards the only remaining survivor, Zhang Huang.
"A question." Luo Fu said.
Zhang Huang was shocked. He didn't need Luo Fu to ask the question, so he hurriedly said, "I'll tell you, I'll tell you. You don't need to ask a second time. I'll tell you now."
"If the black lines on that big sword are the magic soldiers you are talking about."
"Then I've only seen this kind of thing in Yu Che."
Zhang Huang was very panicked.
He didn't see the slightest pity in Luo Fu's calm eyes!
Some people only want to kill everyone who is related to the magic weapon and magic weapon!
He realized that even though he and Murong Yan were from the same school.
Luo Fu would not give in to Zhang Huang because of this.
As if worried that Luo Fu wouldn't believe it, Zhang Huang hurriedly added: "Believe me, I have no reason to lie to you."
"Because of Murong Yan's relationship with you, our Nanhai Palace has become a thorn in the side of other forces!"
"We are in the same boat, Luo Fu!"
Luo Fu said: "I believe you."
Zhang Huang finally breathed a long sigh of relief as if he was receiving amnesty.
I was extremely happy: I was saved...
But then, Luo Fu said: "Change the question."
Zhang Huang shivered again and said bitterly: "There is still a problem..."
Luo Fu said: "Have you seen Nalan Ruoqing?"
Luo Fu, it was too late to take the initiative to look for Nalan Ruoqing.
Fang Luxuan and the other five were washed away at the same time.
When rescuing Fang Qingxue, Fang Qingxue was already cornered.
Based on this calculation, even if Nalan Ruoqing is the most optimistic, he is currently surrounded by enemies.
Searching proactively is a waste of time!
After Zhang Huang heard this question, he slapped his forehead and said happily: "I really know this!"
"Before I was targeted by Yu Che, I met fellow Taoist Nalan!"
"At that time, I already knew that you and Murong Yan had a relationship through Lu Ya's poisonous crow."
"So...I didn't make things difficult for her."
When I heard this sentence.
Luo Fu's eyes flashed slightly: "How is she?"
Zhang Huang hesitated for a moment, as if he was worried that Luo Fu would be angry, and whispered: "No, um... it's not very good."
"A large number of saints and saints are launching an encirclement and suppression campaign against you..."
"Get to the point!" Luo Fu shouted.
Zhang Huang hurriedly said: "She was chased by a group of people, and then by mistake, the two teams that were chasing you happened to encounter her..."
"When I met her, she was running for her life and her injuries were serious."
"she……"
At this point, Luo Fu's expression changed slightly, and he grabbed Zhang Huang's remaining arm: "Lead the way!"
boom!
Accompanied by a blast of thunder.
Luo Fu turned into a bolt of lightning, grabbed Zhang Huang, and disappeared instantly.
Extremely urgent!
Somewhere, at the foot of the mountain.
"This is it." Zhang Huang pointed to a place in front of him with lingering fear.
The heart is beating wildly!
too fast!
He had just been forced to experience Luo Fu's speed, and it felt like his frame was being torn apart by Luo Fu.
Luo Fu let go of Zhang Huang and immediately began to search for any clues about Nalan Ruoqing.
Seeing this, Zhang Huang was still hoping to survive from Luo Fu, so he started looking for him together.
"Here! There is blood here!"
Opening a broad leaf, Zhang Huang pointed to a leaf and shouted: "Fellow Taoist Luo Fu, it's Nalan Ruoqing's blood stains!"
Luo Fu appeared beside Zhang Huang like lightning.
The two of them looked at the drop of solidified red blood on the broad leaf at the same time, and frowned at the same time.
"Nalan Ruoqing was arrested."
"Fellow Daoist Nalan was arrested."
The two said in unison, in a low tone.
Luo Fu immediately analyzed the effective clues.
Zhang Huang, who once became the Immortal King, was naturally not a stupid person, and he also saw the meaning of this drop of blood.
Zhang Huang frowned and nodded slightly: "Those who run away will not let blood stains reveal their whereabouts."
"This drop of blood must have been left intentionally by the enemy to show you."
"Find the next drop." Luo Fu was noncommittal, closed his eyes, and felt carefully.
Zhang Huang offered a Bagua Mirror magic weapon: "I'll do it."
He smeared Nalan Ruoqing's blood on the Bagua mirror, made seals with his hands, and used magic weapons to trace it.
The Bagua Mirror quickly took off and emitted a ray of light, shining toward the east.
The two quickly chased after him.
One hundred and thirty miles away, the two discovered the second drop of blood.
Two drops of blood were enough to locate the general direction.
Zhang Huang looked to the east and was quite worried: "Fellow Taoist Luo Fu, I know the east side, where is the Black Abyss of Ten Thousand Ren."
"They caught Fellow Daoist Nalan here, but they have to go to the Black Abyss to wait for you."
"It's clear that we have laid a dragnet waiting for you."
"You can't go!"
Luo Fu's starry eyes narrowed, looking in the direction of the black abyss, and said indifferently: "It's like a net of heaven and earth, a mountain of swords and a sea of fire."
"If they go against me, Luo Fu, I will make them regret being born in this world!"
"Zhang Huang, go find Yu Che's body, take his name tag, and go back."
"you're free."
Zhang Huang looked happy and clasped his fists decisively: "Farewell!"
After saying this, the man hissed and ran away.
In the dark, there seemed to be four characters "Yi Bo Yuntian", shining dazzlingly on Zhang Huang's body.
…
East.
At this point, the continent seems to have reached the end.
A bottomless abyss of nothingness, endless blackness.
Bottom of the abyss.
The mysterious and quiet forest is filled with black air.
Only a bonfire in an open space provided the only light.
In the dense forest surrounding the clearing, it was pitch black.
There is also a thick layer of black fog that covers the forest around the clearing. The black fog not only affects the visibility, but even blocks the aura emanating from the monks.
Here, even if two monks are only a few hundred feet apart, it is difficult to feel each other's aura.
This is an excellent ambush point.
There were ten figures lurking in the dense forest, like hunters in the dark night, lurking quietly without saying a word.
They even used powerful magic to stop breathing and heartbeat completely, and even the blood flow was forcibly interrupted.
Only when prey is found will they attack boldly.
There were five monks sitting in a circle beside the bonfire in the open space.
Nalan Ruoqing was hung upside down and tied up in mid-air. Her clothes were in tatters and she had no less than ten wounds from swords and swords.
But these injuries are nothing to be afraid of.
The most serious thing is that Nalan Ruoqing is in a poisoned state at the moment.
Drops of bright green blood kept spilling from the corners of her mouth!
Drops of green blood fell, dripping into the bonfire, emitting black smoke.
Lu Ya looked solemn and stood guarding the bonfire without saying a word.
That thin face was filled with hatred.
Nalan Ruoqing was poisoned by Lu Ya's poison!
It’s self-evident what Lu Ya’s poison represents!
Next to him, a monk looked disapproving and said, "Fellow Lu Ya, fifteen people ambushed a Luo Fu? What's the matter?"
The name tag on this person's chest reads: Qiankun Haotian Palace, Jiang Bai.
Qiankun Haotian Palace started with formation techniques.
The other three people also had faint sneers on their faces, as if they were disdainful of Lu Ya's excessive caution.
Jiang Bai, while stirring up the bonfire, indicated the direction of the surrounding dense forest with his eyes: "In the dense forest, I have set up thirteen treacherous formations, absolutely no one can detect them!"
"Fellow Taoists from Lingxiao Talisman Pavilion ambushed seven invisible talismans in the dense forest."
"Fellow Taoist from the Lingxu Pill Sect, buried twenty-two top-grade Yazun-level, Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire Pills in the dense forest!"
"Fellow Taoists from Tianji Temple, prepare four top-quality Yazun-level Star-Destroying Bows, ready to go!"
"Haha, if Luo Fu really dares to come, he has nine lives and has to stay here!"
When Jiang Bai was talking.
Lu Ya cast an indifferent gaze: "Are you still boasting?"
"Your four great ancestors of the alchemy formation and talisman were all killed by Luo Fu. You died, you ran away, and you still have the shame to brag about it!?"
Jiang Bai's face turned red and he said angrily: "Fellow Taoist Lu Ya, why do you need to gain other people's ambition and destroy your own prestige?"
"Peng Lai preached, that was a fair duel!"
"But now we are fighting in reality, so can it be the same?"
On the side, written on the chest: Zhao Zhijing, a monk from Tianji Temple, hurriedly smoothed things over: "Don't quarrel."
"Fellow Taoist Lu Ya, what Taoist Friend Jiang Bai said is not unreasonable."
"In order to have a fair duel with Luo Fu, the Taoist ancestors have set up too many restrictions for themselves."
"But here, we have no restrictions, and we won't have a fair one-on-one duel with him. The situation is different."
Next to him, the Holy Son of Lingxiao Talisman Pavilion sneered: "Don't say that we have set up four kinds of traps with alchemy arrays and talismans here."
"Even our fourteen Immortal Kings and you, the Immortal Emperor, can completely crush Luo Fu to death."
Lu Ya's face darkened and he said coldly: "There's nothing to be afraid of Luo Fu. What's troublesome is that bitch Murong Yan!"
"She is already wearing the same pants as Luo Fu!"
Jiang Bai sneered: "So what!"
"We have the advantage in numbers!"
"I can guarantee that even if two Immortal Emperors are reincarnated, they will die here!"
Five people, acting as bait, had a "very happy chat" in the open space.
However, in the Holy Son Dojo, it was a different story.
The audience of several god-level forces had long been staring at the big screen and yelling curses.
An elder from Tianji Temple pointed at the big screen and said angrily: "What a bunch of losers!"
"Two of the ambushers in the forest have disappeared, and they are still chatting there!"
Among the fifteen Holy Sons' small screens that set up an ambush for Luo Fu, two have been quietly extinguished!
However, in the open space, the five Lu Ya people, who were waiting for Luo Fu to come and be arrested, were completely unaware of this.
The unique black mist in the dense forest.
Not only can it hide the sound of the ambusher, but at the same time, it can also hide the sound of the intruder!
I don’t know when.
A quiet black shadow had already clung to the Wanren cliff, slid down silently, and quietly sneaked into the dense forest.
Just a cup of tea.
In the dark forest, two of the ten ambushers have disappeared.
On a giant tree, there are thick trunks.
The Holy Son of the Northern Desert Temple, Zhao Yingpei, lay silently.
He had no heartbeat, no breathing, no blood flow.
His figure has the same color as the ancient tree, and it is a natural fit with the ancient tree.
Even if you look closely, you can't tell the existence of this person.
At this moment, in the open space, the sounds of chatting came from time to time.
"Fellow Daoist Lu Ya, are you afraid of being beaten by Luo Fu?"
"Haha, you think too highly of him!"
"Little Luo Fu, who the hell is he worthy of letting fifteen of us deal with him together?"
In the tree, when Zhao Yingpei heard this, a cold face showed a disdainful sneer.
Obviously, he also agreed with this sentence.
He even thought that Lu Ya was too cowardly and overestimated Luo Fu.
Just when Zhao Yingpei raised the corners of his mouth, he laughed silently.
Right behind him, on the main pole of the ancient tree!
The ancient bark slowly emerged silently, and the outline of a face appeared!
This face was staring at Zhao Yingpei's back with indifferent eyes.
Zhao Yingpei was completely unaware of his situation!
Five elements of magical power.
The magical power of wood, wood escape!
Suddenly, a pair of palms appeared strangely on the main pole of the ancient tree behind Zhao Yingpei!
These hands slowly reached towards Zhao Yingpei's head.
Those hands had no blood flow, no warmth, and no ripples in the wind!
