Luo Hong's early stage cultivation level is not worthy of praise, but his strange magical power that can kill the elixir monk thousands of miles away makes the old monster Tianhen dare not underestimate him.

Damn it! Another troublesome guy.

The old demon Qingyang nodded slightly to Luo Hong on the surface, but couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Now I can only hope that the Duke has awakened and then take advantage of the chaos to separate from these troubled people!

Thinking of this, the old demon Qingyang couldn't help but glance at Yan Jing. This monk's cultivation level was only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, but the Buddhist supernatural powers have always been somewhat restrained by the magical powers. Moreover, the other party's background is extraordinary and he is also a person worthy of fear. The level of danger is even higher than that of Luo Hong, second only to the old monster Tianheng.

"I dare not, fellow Taoist Tianhen has been roaming in the south for hundreds of years and is known as the first one among the casual cultivators. Luo has long admired Daming."

Luo Hong replied politely with a smile on her face.

As a Nascent Soul monk who has become famous over the years, although the old monster Tianhen has never seen Luo Hong, he has heard a lot of rumors about him.

Especially since the other party is responsible for sealing the evil demon, he has not left his residence for decades, the most unlikely that he will be the culprit of this change.

Therefore, for the old monster Tianhen, Luo Hong is the best person to join forces.

So he changed his cold expression and tried to be kinder:

"Fellow Daoist Luo praised it. I heard that fellow Daoist has reached the Nascent Soul Stage at the age of just two hundred. It really makes me ashamed. I believe that I will become a famous cultivator in the future!"

"Luo doesn't dare to think so. Every bottleneck in the Nascent Soul stage cannot be overcome by meditation and practice.

If there is no chance, it will be difficult to make further progress even if you sit for hundreds of years.

And how rare is the opportunity? I don’t know how many fellow Taoists have fallen for it from ancient times to the present."

Luo Hong shook her head and sighed, feeling very depressed.

When he arrived at an extremely dangerous place with Old Demon Han, Luo Hong was already very nervous. As a result, someone grabbed his crazy breasts when he came up, which made him frightened.

"Fellow Daoist Luo doesn't have to be too modest. With the magical powers shown by the fellow Taoist, it is not easy to protect yourself as the first person here?"

The old monster Tianhen looked at Luo Hong with a smile, as if saying: Boy, I know some of your details, don’t try to hide behind me and suck fish!

"Haha, fellow Taoist Tianhen knows Luo.

Yes, Luo has some tricks, so it doesn’t take Tianhen to worry about fellow Taoist.”

Luo Hong's smile changed, her expression slightly cold and authentic.

The old monster Tianhen was stunned when he heard this. Luo Hong said this clearly because he refused his joint request. As the highest cultivation level here, he did not expect that this would be the end. He immediately became dissatisfied and a little suspicion appeared in his eyes.

After all, Luo Hong's choice is obviously a bit unreasonable.

Could it be that his self-confidence magical methods are not inferior to me?

Looking at the two people who "compassed" each other, Zhen Lan almost showed disdain and said in her heart:

"This person's cultivation level is not yet in the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage. He dares to be the first casual cultivator, but he is afraid that he will not be able to deserve his name.

The one named Luo Hong is even more abominable. In front of the disciples of the Huaxian Sect, he dared to take on the strongest praise of the spell!

If he was in southern Xinjiang, this sentence alone would be enough for him to die dozens of times!"

Although Zhen Lan was full of resentment, the situation was better than others. She could only suppress all of this in her heart and silently comforted herself not to argue with a group of barbarians in remote immortal cultivation worlds.

On the other side, Han Yunzhi, who was standing behind Han Shiquan, stared at her beautiful eyes wide open, and her eyes kept wandering on Luo Hong and Han Li.

Brother Luo and Brother Han have actually cultivated to the Nascent Soul realm, which is too scary!

Back then, when they were all cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, Old Demon Han’s cultivation level was even worse than Han Yunzhi!

Now, the other party is a noble Nascent Soul cultivator, but she has to rely on her blood relatives to help her with secret techniques to barely break through the Dan Killing Stage.

In contrast, Han Yunzhi couldn't help feeling frustrated in her heart, but she was still sincerely happy for the two who had helped her a lot.

Of course, after more than two hundred years of polishing, Han Yunzhi is no longer the simple girl she used to be, and her thoughts have not been revealed on the surface.

"Monkey Yanjing, do you recognize what kind of Buddhist bans are covering this place? How should I get out?"

After the old monster Tianheng was rejected by Luo Hong, his temper became a little worse and he asked coldly without hesitation.

The hall where everyone was in could not help but have a spiritual sense. With a little investigation, you can know that there is no portal in the hall.

Therefore, the first problem that everyone faces to get out of the Golden Hall is how to get out of this Golden Hall.

"If I read it correctly, this hall is transformed by the famous Vajra Forbidden of Sumeru in Buddhism, and it cannot be broken down from the gods."

I don’t know if it’s because of the martial arts or simply because of the good temper, Yan Jing always has a kind smile on her face.

"The transformation from the gods cannot be broken? Then why would we be 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, the rest of the people who heard the news looked calm and composed.

"It turns out to be the ten ancient gods. It seems that this place is indeed a secret place passed down from ancient times."

Luo Hong observed the Buddhist patterns that were wandering around the walls and ground with interest, and murmured to herself.

"What puzzle you are fighting with? Since the Buddhist paintings teleport us here, it is impossible to trap us in death. I don't believe that your ancestor has never explained it!"

The old monster Tianheng expressed what everyone was thinking.

When Buddhism left behind the beast-skin painting, it was naturally intended to give future generations a way to enter this place so that they could do something.

"My Leiyin Sect inheritance has not been encountered in great trouble. Many secrets have been lost in the long river of time. I don't know much more than the donors.

However, I do know a magic trick that matches the Great Sumeru Vajra Forbidden, but now I can try it."

After Yan Jing said that, he recited the magic tricks openly, and deliberately slowed down his speech so that everyone could record it.

After reciting a magic trick that was neither long nor short, a golden beam of light suddenly dropped from Yan Jing's head, covering him all over.

After one breath, the golden light disappeared, and the flame had disappeared from its original place.

For a moment, everyone's expressions changed, either shocked, angry, or suspicious, as if they were afraid that Yan Jing would run away, and everyone began to recite the magic tricks one after another.

Soon after, several golden light columns descended almost without any particular order, taking everyone away from the Golden Hall.

After the golden light in front of him disappeared, the first thing the old monster Tianhen did was to search for Yan Jing's figure.

As a result, what surprised him was that Yan Jing was standing not far away from him, with a smile on her face as if she had never left a single step.

Luo Hong also breathed a sigh of relief. It was not that he wanted to judge a gentleman with the heart of a villain, but that this place had too much relationship with Buddhism.

To be on the safe side, he would never let Yan Jing leave his sight for too long.

"Oh my God! What exactly is this place!"

Suddenly, a terrified female voice came, and Zhen Lan stared at the front with a pale face.

Luo Hong looked up and her pupils suddenly shrank. She saw a mountain of corpses spreading beyond a layer of golden light shield.

The sky here is covered with waxy clouds, and the mountains of corpses are filled with yellow mist. The exposed heads and limbs are intertwined in dense crisscrossing. Just one look can make people fall into an ice cave.

There are too many corpses, and Luo Hong and others can't help but guess that this place is the legendary underworld and the place of reincarnation.

"What a heavy corpse energy! Even with my cultivation level, if I get infected, I will be poisoned by corpse!"

The old monster Tianhen frowned and stared at the pale yellow mist floating outside the golden light shield, and had a basic understanding of the danger here.

If there is no corresponding magic weapon to protect the body, in order to resist the erosion of the corpse gas, it will inevitably consume magic power to maintain the body protection spirit shield.

And this place is obviously very space and cannot be explored in a short while.

Do you want to take the risk of flying to the sky?

The old monster Tianheng looked 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 a strange and dangerous place in the sky is equivalent to placing yourself under the noses of all possible dangers, which is a complete way to die.

Unless there is no way, the old monster Tianhen doesn't want to do this.

"Dear donors, look at your palms."

Just as the old monster Tianheng was worried, Yan Jing suddenly spoke.

Luo Hong raised her right palm and looked at it, and saw a gold-toned Brahma pattern that had been imprinted on his palm at some point.

At this moment, Yan Jing's voice came to his ears:

"This is the Vajra Talisman. All donors can borrow the power of forbidden magic to protect themselves."

So that's it, this should be the arrangement of ancient Buddhist practice.

Luo Hong tried it and confirmed that only a small amount of mana could make a layer of golden light appear on the surface of her body.

Among them, the Vajra-like Buddhist aura is the best thing to restrain corpse energy.

Nowadays, the erosion of corpse gas is no longer a problem, so we should consider where to explore and find a way out.

The place where everyone was teleported was the top of the Golden Hall, which was more than a hundred feet high, so everyone's vision was still quite wide. Although there were many corpse mountains blocking them, after looking around, everyone still found a mountain in a very far distance that was more than twice as tall as the surrounding corpse mountains.

If there is a way out here, you can only see a dark shadow of the mountain, which is definitely the most likely place.

Except for Zhen Lan, the monks present were all smart people. Needless to say, under the leadership of the old monster Tianheng, everyone flew out of the golden light shield and headed towards the huge mountain.

Luo Hong landed behind everyone at this time, and seized the fog of the corpse, was alert to possible attacks, and had no time to take care of his opportunity, and secretly gathered magic power in his eyes.

Suddenly a layer of light golden aura appeared, and the scenery in front of Luo Hong was advancing rapidly. In an instant, he seemed to have stood at the foot of the huge mountain and looked at it with a real look.
To be continued...