Lan Jiao was shocked, and when he scanned with his spiritual consciousness, he found that it was the late-stage pill-forming monk who suddenly appeared, standing on top of his head!
He suddenly flew into a rage, using his demon power, his whole body was wrapped in a layer of blue ice energy.
Obviously, this layer of ice energy is Lan Jiao's innate magical power. He wants to freeze Luo Hong to death!
However, this extremely cold ice energy quickly dissipated when it came within a foot of Luo Hong's body, and was unable to cause any harm to him.
"Since my apprentice died at your mouth, please pay with your life!"
Luo Hong's tone was cold and his expression was solemn. After saying this, a black light flashed around his body, and a million kilograms of weight was immediately exerted on the blue dragon's Heavenly Spirit Cover.
The sudden huge force made it impossible for the blue dragon to fly away anymore, and it was pressed from mid-air to plummeting into the sea!
With a loud noise, the dragon fell into the sea!
However, because there was a layer of black aura on the sea surface, the blue dragon did not smash through the sea level and fall into the sea. Instead, it was like being slapped against a copper wall. It was instantly severely damaged and unable to move.
"It's just... a junior from the human race, how dare you humiliate me like this! Damn it! Damn it!!"
The blue dragon soon woke up from the dizziness, vomiting blood while struggling hard.
The four claws of the dragon suddenly exerted force to support the body of the dragon, and the head of the dragon struggled to lift up.
The limit of the power of a transformed dragon demon body is about one million kilograms.
Feeling the slight ups and downs under his feet, a thought flashed through Luo Hong's mind, and then he raised his right foot slightly and stepped lightly.
With a "boom" sound, the blue dragon finally raised its head a foot, only to be hit back hard again.
This kick also cracked the body-protecting aura above the blue dragon's head, not only cracking his skull but also dispersing the demonic power he had secretly accumulated.
On the other side, while Luo Hong was fighting with Lan Jiao, the old man surnamed Gao had made peace with Lu Zhengyi.
Seeing the astonishing scene in front of them of a late-stage elixir-forming monk overwhelming an eighth-level dragon, the two of them could not help but be dumbfounded, deeply suspecting that Luo Hong was a senior Nascent Soul who had hidden his cultivation.
"Brother Lu, do you think this person is very similar to the person in the portrait given by the young master?"
After the old man surnamed Gao stared at Luo Hong's face for a moment, his expression suddenly changed and he sent a message to Lu Zhengyi beside him.
At this moment, Lu Zhengyi was still thinking about what magic power Luo Hong used. He couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this. After taking a closer look, he said with surprise:
"Indeed! I am afraid that this is the person that the young master has been searching for for twenty years in the outer sea!"
"This person is so powerful that no two of us can match him. Besides, the young master is in critical condition now. We must not be impulsive!"
The old man surnamed Gao saw that Lu Zhengyi was a little eager to try, and immediately reminded him in a solemn voice.
"Brother Gao is right, the most important thing right now is to rescue the young master.
This person seems to be in trouble, we might as well take the opportunity to make friends with him, and then we can recruit people to deal with this person after we rescue the young master in the future!"
Lu Zhengyi glanced at the eighth-level blue dragon that was stepped on by Luo Hong. He immediately did not dare to have any more delusions and decided to make a fool of himself.
"That's right."
The old man surnamed Gao nodded slightly and said through the message.
On the sea, the blue dragon who was stepped on by Luo Hong lost his arrogance.
But even though his mouth and nose were bleeding, the blue dragon had no intention of begging for mercy. Instead, he became more and more ferocious. He even thought about raising his head regardless of the broken skull.
"I'll ask you one last time, do you have any news about your apprentice?"
Luo Hong asked in a deep voice.
"I said I'd eat it, so I'll eat it!"
Lan Jiao was filled with hatred, thinking that Luo Hong was some great monk who was hiding his cultivation and was teasing him.
Even if he dies, he will not give in. He has lost the pride of the Jiaolong clan.
"Stubborn!"
Luo Hong didn't care about Lan Jiao's mental journey. Since this Jiao was of no use to him alive, let him die and make some contribution.
It just so happened that Luo Hong had a plan to re-train the Jade Dragon Gourd. The bones of an eighth-level blue dragon were excellent materials.
He stepped hard and burst out with force, instantly turning Lan Jiao's brain into paste.
After taking out a soul bottle to collect the soul of the blue dragon, Luo Hong patted the treasure bag on his waist and took the entire body of the blue dragon into it, saving it for later cramping and peeling.
Immediately, Luo Hong flew away towards the two pill-forming monks.
Huh! He was somewhat self-aware and didn't take the opportunity to run away.
Being forced close by Luo Hong, Lu Zhengyi and the other two were very nervous. The other party was a terrifying existence with the power to overwhelm the dragon. I'm afraid they could easily be killed instantly at such a close distance.
"My Taoist friend is amazing in his magical power. Lu admires him. I dare to ask where my friend is from. What is his surname?"
Lu Zhengyi bowed his hands respectfully and kept his posture extremely low.
Luo Hong took out the jade token that the opponent had just thrown, put it in front of him and looked at it for a while, then said calmly:
"The casual cultivators here are not worth mentioning, but the two young masters I just mentioned are very interested in me. Could you please introduce me to them?"
Luo Hong sneered and stared at the two of them.
Lu Zhengyi and the old man surnamed Gao were immediately shocked. They tried hard to control their expressions. After looking at each other, they both looked confused. Then the old man surnamed Gao said:
"Fellow Taoist, why did you say this? The two of us never said anything about Young Master."
"Haha, you two are really good people. It's a pity that Zhuo's spiritual consciousness is a little stronger than the two of you. Zhuo heard every detail of your conspiracy just now."
Luo Hong pinched his thumb and index finger, made a small gesture, and chuckled.
"Split up and run!"
At this point, the two finally couldn't pretend anymore. They really didn't expect that they would be eavesdropped by monks of the same level even though they were hundreds of feet apart.
Following Lu Zhengyi's loud shout, the two of them separated and ran for their lives without hesitation.
"Humph! It's all in vain!"
Luo Hong's face darkened, and a white light flashed around him, and he instantly appeared next to the old man surnamed Gao.
"you!"
The old man surnamed Gao saw through some of the mystery of Luo Hong's escape method, and his eyes widened.
Luo Hong struck out like lightning, splitting the old man named Gao's body-protecting aura with a strike of his knife, and struck him in the back of his heart.
Suddenly, the old man surnamed Gao fell from the sky like a bird with broken wings, vomiting blood.
After killing one person, Luo Hong's figure disappeared again in the white spiritual light. After several consecutive flashes, he caught up with another person and was seriously injured with the same knife.
In order to find out the origin and purpose of these two people, Luo Hong did not kill them. After seriously injuring them, he took them to the spiritual island.
After casually placing a few restrictions on the two of them to ensure that they could not escape and commit suicide, Luo Hong threw them on the beach, and then flashed outside several stone houses on the island.
These stone houses were the residences he built for Fan Mengyi back then and were part of a large security formation. In order to catch the "tongue", Luo Hong had not yet carefully explored the stone houses. There might be clues to Fan Mengyi's whereabouts.
With a sweep of his consciousness, Luo Hong explored the inside and outside of these stone houses.
The dust-removing array's spiritual stones had been exhausted, and a lot of floating ash had accumulated in the house. Although the refining furnace was extinguished, the materials inside had been forged by excessive fire and turned into a mass of charred waste.
It can be seen that Fan Mengyi has been away from the island for some time, and he left in a hurry and did not bother to clean up the house.
"It seems that she encountered an emergency and was forced to leave the island, and she should have been unconscious when she left, otherwise she could have easily sent me a message.
In this case, she should have been attacked unconsciously and then taken away.
This group of people is most likely not looking for money, and they are also in a hurry, otherwise it would be impossible not to loot the stone house."
After Luo Hong murmured to himself, he already had a guess in his mind.
Judging from the situation outside the sea in recent years, a group of monks should have been chased by monsters and happened to pass by this island. Then Fan Mengyi came to the rescue, but was injured and fell unconscious for a while.
The rescued monk didn't know the situation, so he took her on the road with him.
In other words, Luo Hong can find his apprentice as long as he finds the place where the immortal cultivators are currently gathering.
As for how to find the gathering place of immortal cultivators, it naturally depends on the two alchemy cultivators.
When Luo Hong returned to the beach, the two men could not move due to the restriction and were submerged by the rising tide.
Fortunately, they were immortal cultivators, otherwise they would have died before Luo Hong came back.
After throwing the two people ashore, Luo Hong put his hands behind his back and asked:
"There are many young masters looking for Zhuo. Who do you two belong to? Tell them as soon as possible, unless you want to have a taste of soul searching."
"Ahem, Fellow Taoist Zhuo misunderstood, we don't mean any harm."
Lu Zhengyi coughed out a few mouthfuls of seawater and said.
"Yes, the young master has always emphasized that as long as we are looking for your whereabouts, we will not be allowed to do unnecessary things.
In fact, due to years of fruitless search, we have essentially given up the search, and this encounter with you was purely accidental."
The old man surnamed Gao covered his chest and explained vigorously.
"Don't give Zhuo such nonsense! Tell me directly, are you from Tianluo Sect or Liuji Island?"