After a moment of shock, the devil seemed to recognize the origin of the Ghost Fire Skull, and exhaled a cloud of blood mist with his big mouth.

As soon as the ghost fire skull was covered by blood mist, the strange laughter in his mouth stopped abruptly, and then he was even more frightened to find that his power was being quickly pulled away, but he could not escape.

The skull monk's throat sweetened and spewed out a mouthful of blood. This secret technique was connected to his mind and immediately fed back to himself as soon as he was severely damaged.

"What the hell is this? Why is my secret magic technique in front of it without any resistance!"

The skull was anxious. He felt the threat of death from the demon. He mistakenly thought that the demon was Luo Hong's killer weapon, so he took the initiative to bully him. He held his hands into claws and grabbed Luo Hong's throat.

In his opinion, the devil was driven by Luo Hong. As long as he killed Luo Hong first, the devil's threat would naturally disappear.

Fortunately, my skills are effective in refining the body, but they have no magic power and thousands of pounds of power. It is easy to tear this kid alive.

Luo Hong showed a look of surprise for a moment, then used the iron tripod and golden body skills. She stepped on the ground with a "bang" under her feet, and her figure disappeared immediately.

"What!"

The skull's deep and concave eyes glared, and the next moment, he felt a severe pain in his Dantian.

It turned out that Luo Hong approached behind him with a lightning speed, and pierced his dantian with his right palm and knife.

"you......"

Only one word was squeezed out from the skull's throat, and a golden fist blew his head!

He reached out and grabbed it and hurried a ball of black light.

Luo Hong pulled out his other hand from the belly of the skull, and a golden elixir of red and blue, the size of a thumb, was pinched on his fingertips.

"My friend, please spare my life! I am willing to give it to you for my whole life, and I beg you to let go of my soul!"

Only then did the Skull realize how stupid he was just now, he was like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth.

"Which force do you come from and why do you want to chase Luo?!"

The sudden pursuit made Luo Hong extremely depressed. He asked himself, he really did nothing.

Just as he saw that there was no restriction on this person's soul, he wanted to interrogate him before destroying him.

"I am the guardian elder of Qingyang Sect. It is the order of the young master to chase and kill my friend. I just obey the order. I want you to let me let my soul go."

The skull initially chased Luo Hong to please the young sect leader. He didn't dare to say that at this time. He could only avoid the seriousness and push all his sins to the young sect leader.

"Oh? So, you are still innocent!"

Luo Hong's face turned cold. This guy actually thought he was a three-year-old child. How could he believe such words?

But when Luo Hong was asked to use soul searching skills to a cultivator in the Killing Dan stage, he was worried. He didn't want to be crazy by the backlash of soul searching skills.

While hesitating, the devil's voice came quietly:

"Junior, give this person's soul a little to me, you can do anything if you want to know."

Luo Hong looked at the devil coldly, and the other party's breath increased several times. It was obvious that the ghost fire skull was very beneficial to him. If he swallowed this person's soul again, there would be great trouble.

But if he doesn't give it, Luo Hong can't bear it just because of his immediate worries.

Luck accounts for a lot of factors to be able to fight the skull this time. If you do it again, Luo Hong does not guarantee that she can do it.

After thinking about it, Luo Hong decided to give her soul, but she had to maximize her benefits and prevent possible consequences.

"Senior slept well? Are you satisfied with the great gifts you offered?"

"I talked a little about the taste, the weight is pretty good, I am quite satisfied. Haha, don't worry, you junior, you promised not to be missing yours. Now, hand over the soul to me!"

The devil stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his fangs, and couldn't help but feast on him.

"Senior, it's better to hand over the secret technique to me first."

Luo Hong didn't believe in the devil, so she threw out a blank jade slip and said resolutely.

"You junior, don't believe me so much?"

The devil spoke in a stern voice and asked loudly.

"Haha, seniors have said it myself. You are like this person, so how could there be a truth in the demon's mouth?"

Luo Hong snorted coldly, unmoved by the devil's intimidation.

"Haha, you junior said very well, the demon's mouth is indeed full of lies. However, this person is just a fake person who uses spiritual energy to practice demon skills, and he cannot be considered a demon."

The devil suddenly laughed and put his forehead on the jade slip. Shaoqing opened his eyes and said:

"You young man only has a powerful body, but you only want to use it for close combat. It's so stupid. I will pass on your secret technique of refining blood crystals, which is just enough to use that golden elixir."

The jade slip flew over, Luo Hong controlled it to her forehead, looked at it roughly, nodded with satisfaction and then put it away.

The skull's soul was extremely frightened at this time. The cultivator and the demon actually divided his primordial spirit and the golden elixir in front of him. It was even more demonic than him, a demon cultivator, who had a elixir.

"You're not going to die a good death, ah!"

As the skull's soul was swallowed by the demon, after just chewing it twice, the curse came to an abrupt end.

Not long after, the devil smiled and said:

"You junior, you are really unlucky this time."

Without further ado, the devil revealed the entanglement between Luo Hong and Qingyang Sect. The cause of everything was the few spirit-squeezing talismans he made casually.

"Junior, what are your plans next?"

The devil is very interested and authentic.

"I won't worry about this matter. Senior should go back and rest."

After Luo Hong got what he wanted, he immediately locked the demon head back to Wanbao Bag, and then cast several forbidden methods on the golden elixir pinched with his right hand, so that it would not dissipate so quickly.

After collecting the underground formation, Luo Hong soared into the air and flew towards Kuixing Island.

Since this matter is difficult to settle, it will completely muddle the water.

......

On Jinbo Island, one of the affiliated islands of Kuixing Island, there are two girls of sixteen or seventeen years old playing in the garden in a cave outside the island's spiritual veins.

Although many of the strange flowers and plants in the garden are blooming beautifully, they look overshadowed by the beautiful faces of the two girls.

Among them, the older one is petite and cute, with a round face, which makes people want to hold it in their arms and take care of it at first sight.

The other is a little younger, but his figure is graceful and graceful, with his skin as snowy as it seems to be able to break. His beautiful face is even more tempting.

The two of them had a great fight for some reason. In a careless manner, the young girl fell into the flowers, and the beautiful flowers surrounded the beautiful girl with a frown. If a male cultivator saw this scene, he would definitely swallow his saliva and could not help but feel pity in his heart.

"Ah, Junior Sister Yuan, are you okay?"

The round-faced girl helped Yuan Yao up with a little nervousness, touched her back and buttocks and confirmed that she was not injured, then she covered her mouth and giggled.

"Junior sister, you are miserable. Aunt Jing, I love the flowers in this garden. If you crush such a large area to death, you will definitely be blamed."

"Sister Yan, you said it's all your fault that you have to touch someone... there! Humph, if I get scolded, I will definitely give you up!"

Yuan Yao wrinkled her nose, pouted her mouth and looked at the flowers that were crushed by her worriedly. After pinching a few spells in her hand, she cast a small spell to restore the flowerbed to its original state so that she could pass the level cutely.

Unfortunately, my cultivation level was obviously not enough, so I couldn’t continue my magic power halfway through.

"Junior sister, I'll help you."

Seeing this, Yanli was about to help her, but she heard the sound of the door opening outside, followed by a burst of rapid footsteps.

The two immediately jumped up like frightened rabbits. After looking at each other, they hurried to the entrance of the garden, wanting people to stop at the door in the future.

However, the people who came walked very fast, and before they reached the entrance, they saw Jing'er who was breathless.

When she saw Yuan Yao, she was delighted and ignored the strange flowers and plants in the middle and stepped forward with great strides.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Yuan Yao could feel her mother's fear and asked immediately worriedly.

Jing'er did not answer her, but said to Yanli on the side:

"Lier, you go back first. I have something to tell Yao'er."

Yanli looked at her friend worriedly, then hesitated for a moment, and walked out of the cave.

"Mom, what happened? Why should we avoid Senior Sister Yan?"

Yuan Yao was puzzled and held Jing'er's trembling hand instead.

"Yao'er, we have to leave here, leave the Jinbo Gate, and go pack up!"

When Jing'er saw Yanli walking away, she pulled her daughter away and urged her.

"What! Leave the Jinbo Sect?! Mother, that's the rebellious Sect. The head uncle will not let us go!"

Yuan Yao was so scared that she was so scared that she was told on the first day she officially started that the rebels would be punished by the death of both body and spirit.

"The uncle of the sect will understand. We will continue to stay in the sect, which will only make it difficult for her to do!"

Jing'er lied to herself that she knew very well that if the monk Jiedan chased her and could not find them, she would probably take her anger on the Jinbo Sect, and the uncle of the sect would definitely be the first one to suffer.

Although the head uncle used to treat their family well, it would be fine if she was alone. Her daughter Yuanyao would never have any trouble, so she could only be sorry for her fellow disciples of Jinbo Sect.

Yuan Yao's wrist hurts because of her mother's pull, but she also knows that something must have happened. She didn't resist too much. After a few flashes of eyes, her heart suddenly felt cold and she asked:
To be continued...