Chapter five hundred and forty-six blood clouds cover the sky
Although Luo Hong had always deliberately avoided Xiang Zhili when he was in the Yellow Maple Valley of Yue Kingdom, he was quite familiar with Old Demon Han, and he had met him twice.
Therefore, Luo Hong has long remembered Xiang Zhili's appearance in his heart.
However, because Xiang Zhili used secret techniques to transform himself into his younger self, Luo Hong's consciousness did not discover his identity when it scanned him for the first time.
If the god-transformation cultivator hadn't looked down upon him and didn't try his best to control his aura, Luo Hong wouldn't have been able to use his spiritual consciousness to scan it casually, but he would have noticed something strange about his aura, so he took a second look.
As a result, Luo Hong naturally recognized Xiang Zhili and was shocked.
The next moment, the young monk transformed by Xiang Zhili frowned slightly and looked in Luo Hong's direction with a solemn face, apparently aware of the aura that Luo Hong accidentally leaked.
At this time, even if Luo Hong wanted to change his appearance and hide his identity, it was too late, so he had to smile bitterly and hand him over.
After seeing Luo Hong, the young man Xiang Zhili was stunned for a moment, and then he thought of him, with a look of shock on his face.
Obviously, he had discovered Luo Hong's true cultivation level. He could achieve this in just three hundred years, and even he would be suspicious of it.
Therefore, the young man Xiang Zhili smiled and saluted Luo Hong, and then pretended that nothing happened and continued to wait for the formation to open.
Luo Hong secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. Although he could fight against Zhenli now, even if he faced him directly, the opponent was a monk at the peak of the early stage of becoming a god. He had been in the human world for many years and had many treasures in his hands. What he brought to him was
The pressure is not something ordinary monks can compare to.
"This old ghost's cultivation level is undoubtedly the best in the human world. I didn't expect that he would also be interested in the secrets in the Wuyuan Mountains. It seems that I must not be careless.
Since he has no intention of communicating, it’s best for me not to take the initiative to get involved with him.”
After Luo Hong made up his mind, he put away all his contempt and said to the unhappy Gong Xuehua:
"After entering, don't leave Luo Mou Baizhang!"
"I got it!"
Gong Xuehua, who was still brooding over the matter of Green Bamboo, felt an irresistible pressure when seeing Luo Hong's solemn look, and all his original thoughts suddenly disappeared.
More than an hour later, the sun had reached noon, and the leaders of the five families finally took action.
They sacrificed their respective tokens into the air, and after reciting the spell for a moment, five dark beams of light shot out from the tokens at the same time, hitting the black tornado in the distance.
Stirred by this, the black tornado suddenly became more violent, and the sound of howling wind filled the world.
But soon, five circular gaps appeared at the bottom of the black tornado.
When it gradually expanded to a diameter of three to four feet, a white spiritual light rushed out, along five dark light pillars, directly to the place where the order holder was.
Bathed in this spiritual light, everyone suddenly felt that the strong wind around them had subsided, and the pressure suddenly disappeared.
"Go ahead."
Following the order from the head of the Gong family, everyone simultaneously launched their flying magic weapons, followed the spiritual light channel, and rushed straight into the gap in the black tornado.
The moment Luo Hong entered the gap, he activated the hidden spiritual talisman of Taixu, and a thin layer of silver spiritual light suddenly covered his entire body.
The restrictions of the Black Wind Breathless Formation were swept over and over again, but after contacting Luo Hong, they passed directly through his body, as if he did not exist.
As soon as he passed through the gap, Luo Hong felt a strong wind pushing from his back, trying to blow him away.
This was not a strange change, but a normal situation, so no one panicked.
If it were in the past, the Gong family monks would have wished to use this strong wind to spread out in order to better search for the elixir.
But now that the threat of the Fang family hangs above their heads, they naturally have to concentrate their efforts in one place, so everyone uses their own methods to resist the force of the strong wind.
At this time, Luo Hong quickly grabbed Gong Xuehua's wrist, gently pulled it, and held her in her arms as she cried out sweetly.
Then, with a secret movement of Qiankun's power, the two of them fell straight down as if they were flying above the weak water.
When they were five feet away from the ground, the strong wind suddenly disappeared, and Luo Hong hugged Gong Xuehua and fell onto a piece of soft grass.
"Miss Gong, you can let go."
Luo Hong said calmly while looking around.
It turned out that this young lady from the Gong family was frightened by the series of changes and was hugging Luo Hong's chest tightly, shivering like a kitten.
"Oh, Mr. Luo, where are we?"
Gong Xuehua blushed, and after quickly letting go of Luo Hong, she asked in an attempt to resolve the embarrassment.
Luo Hong is now considered an old monster. Naturally, he will not be shaken by this charm. He immediately said calmly:
"It should be the outer short peak of the Wuyuan Mountains. Let's climb to the top first and see if there are any landmarks around it."
After trying to activate his spiritual consciousness, Luo Hong found that he was greatly suppressed and could only cover a hundred miles in radius.
Although this layer of suppression is like a thin film, Luo Hong feels that he can break through it with just a little force, but it is obvious that after breaking through, it will definitely attract a large array of attacks.
Therefore, before the situation became clear, Luo Hong decided to try his best to gather his strength.
In addition, looking at Gong Xuehua's normal appearance, we know that this kind of suppression will not be effective on the monks in the Qi refining stage.
After the two of them each offered a wind-controlling talisman, they walked lightly towards the top of the short peak at their feet, which was almost only covered with grass.
Within a moment, Luo Hong arrived at the peak. When he looked toward the center of the Wuyuan Mountains, his eyes suddenly froze.
In the distance, I saw a huge blood cloud slowly rotating over the five main peaks that were close together and looked like five fingers. From time to time, a bloody thunderbolt would fall from the cloud, which looked extremely ominous.
This scene was very different from what was recorded in the Gong family's classics.
"How could this be? Why is the life inside the mountains so sparse?!"
Gong Xuehua's face turned pale when he saw the withered vegetation under the blood cloud.
This place is the important heritage of her Gong family. If it is destroyed, it will have a great impact on the Gong family.
"Let's go and meet the others first."
After Luo Hong stared for a few breaths, he suddenly turned around and walked towards the nearest aura of the Gong family monk.
Based on the current situation, Luo Hong believes that his best choice is to hide himself first. After seeing the methods of the Bloodweeping Ancestor, it will not be too late for him to take action.
At this moment, in a forest thousands of miles away, the young man Xiang Zhili was standing on the treetops, also looking at the blood clouds, with a trace of worry in his eyes, but more of excitement.
"Hey, Brother Xiang, come down quickly, we're ready to go!"
Suddenly, the cry of a Ning family monk came from under the tree.
"What's going on with this guy? He was in a daze the moment he came in!"
A female cultivator from the Ning family frowned and expressed dissatisfaction.
"Ah, it's coming, it's coming! Haha, Xiang just thought of something happy for a moment, and couldn't help but be in a daze for a while. I hope you don't blame me!"
After flying down, the young man Xiang Zhili apologized to the female cultivator at the twelfth level of Qi Refining with a flattering look on his face.