Luo Hong had no intention of hiding his cultivation. The aura of mana at the peak of Qi refining made the middle-aged Taoist extremely fearful.
Under normal circumstances, using two three-hundred-year-old elixirs to avoid a life-and-death struggle with this person would be a very cost-effective deal. After all, the elixirs will be handed over to the sect after they are released, but your life is your own.
.
However, the middle-aged Taoist priest was really unlucky in this trial. He was first poisoned and failed to collect enough elixirs in the central area. Later, due to changes at the exit of the forbidden area, he failed to hunt the cannon fodder for the trial.
Or, the elixir in the storage bag at this time can be exchanged for a foundation-building pill. If there are two missing, his trip this time will basically be in vain!
The more the middle-aged Taoist priest thought about it, the angrier he became. He raised his feet and took a step forward when he heard Luo Hong say coldly:
"Whoever crosses the line dies, Taoist, you have to think clearly!"
Thirty feet away, even if multiple testers rushed into the passage together, Luo Hong was sure to stop them, so he drew a line and set rules here.
"Hmph, your Excellency is too arrogant. Today I, Wu Weizi, will try your... ah!"
As the middle-aged Taoist priest was talking, he suddenly sensed a fatal threat with his spiritual sense. He screamed in panic and his eyes widened.
With a "snap" sound, the jade crown on the middle-aged Taoist priest's head was beaten into powder by An Qingzi. His hair was suddenly disheveled and he was in a miserable state.
"And... wait a minute, do it!"
The middle-aged Taoist priest waved his hands and backed away hastily, his tongue knotted due to the shock just now.
Although the opponent must have relied on him to make such a bold move, it was too powerful. I didn’t react at all to the attack just now!
"This is your final warning. Don't even think about quitting this formation. Now that you are in front of Zhuo, you only have two options: hand over the elixir and hand over the storage bag."
Luo Hong's words shattered the middle-aged Taoist priest's last luck.
"Thank you for your mercy. I will hand over the medicine."
The middle-aged Taoist priest took out two three-hundred-year-old cloud dew flowers, threw them to the man in the iron mask, then raised his hands and asked:
"Can you please tell me your name? If the elders ask after you go out, I can also give an explanation."
"Zhuo does not change his name in practice, but he does not change his surname in Huang Maple Valley. If you, a Taoist priest, want to seek revenge in the future, just come and find him!"
Luo Hong took the elixir into his hand, checked it and then deliberately raised his voice so that the eight people behind him could hear it.
"Don't dare."
The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled bitterly. He missed the foundation-building pill this time, and there was basically no hope of foundation-building in this life.
As long as the other party doesn't die this time, he will definitely get many Foundation Establishment Pills. It is very likely that the next time we meet, the other party will already be a Foundation Establishment monk who needs to look up to. How can he dare to hold grudges.
Of course, if there was a chance to add insult to injury, he would not hold back at all because of the other party's kindness of not killing him today.
"I would like to leave a note to my fellow juniors to urge them to hand over the medicine obediently. Please give me your permission."
Walking near the passage, the middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly stopped, took out a yellow talisman and asked.
"As long as the trial disciples of Qingxu Sect follow Zhuo's rules, Zhuo will naturally not harm their lives. You Taoist priest, please do as you please."
Luo Hong knew what the middle-aged Taoist priest meant, but he was afraid that he would deliberately find an excuse to kill his junior disciples in order to let Li Huayuan win the bet.
Luo Hong would not do such unnecessary things. Of course, if they are stubborn, don't blame him for being ruthless.
"Thank you."
The middle-aged Taoist priest bowed his hand again. If it weren't for the direct descendants of one of his good friends among the disciples of Qingxu Sect this time, he would not risk speaking. Leaving a talisman is the only thing he can do. I hope that boy
Be smarter.
After saluting, the middle-aged Taoist priest jumped into the passage, ending his bloody trial.
After watching this person leave, Luo Hong turned his attention to the eight trialists who were observing seventy or eighty feet away.
Among the eight people, except for the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect, all the disciples of the other six sects had arrived. At this time, they looked at each other with some hesitation.
The reason why Luo Hong didn't kill the middle-aged Taoist priest was because he wanted him to set an example for these people, proving that as long as he obediently handed over the two elixirs, he could get out safely.
But this alone is obviously not enough to win the trust of these people. After all, keeping promises with the strong and breaking promises with the weak often happen in the world of immortality.
"You two come here."
Luo Hong pointed and said to the little Taoist priest and the girl in yellow who were standing together.
After the two looked at each other, they gritted their teeth and stepped forward.
"Senior Brother Zhuo, we don't have enough elixir."
When he first heard that Zhuo Bufan was going to collect the elixir from all the testers, the little Taoist priest was also shocked by the other party's audacity. But after thinking about it carefully, he felt that with Senior Brother Zhuo's ability, this matter was very promising, but it was a pain for him and Junior Sister Qi.
Already.
"Disciples of Yellow Maple Valley can go in directly. Little Taoist, your yellow-winged bird has done a great favor to Zhuo, so I will spare you the elixir."
After Luo Hong paused for a moment, he turned to the woman in yellow who was overjoyed after hearing his words and said:
"Junior sister Qi, when you go out, help Zhuo carry a message to Elder Li: 'It's done, please wait for the good news.'"
"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhuo, for your help. Junior Sister will definitely bring the words to you intact."
The two of them clasped their fists together and jumped into the passage without looking back.
Seeing that two more people had gone out safely, the remaining six people finally stepped forward. They didn't have much time.
If they hesitate any longer, when the strong men from the central area arrive, they will be caught between the two parties, and there will definitely be no good fruits to be gained.
"Senior Brother Zhuo, two elixirs that are over three hundred years old are too much for us. Can you reduce the number by one so that we can give an explanation to the sect?"
These people ventured into this bloody forbidden land, and they basically never thought about collecting enough elixirs to exchange for foundation-building pills from the sect. They were probably doing it for other resources in the forbidden land, or for other reasons.
Of course, their sect did not expect them to bring out many elixirs. As long as they could hand over two or three, they, low-level disciples, would have done their duty.
Therefore, they picked only this amount of elixirs. After all, if you pick more elixirs, you will take more risks, and greedy people will not survive now.
But this has nothing to do with Luo Hong, and it is not him who is to blame.
"Two plants, not one less."
"Senior brother is being too domineering. The elixir I collected is for my mother's life-saving use. How can I hand it over!"
At this time, a young disciple from the Jujian Sect emerged from the crowd and shouted excitedly.
His shouting made the other people who wanted to accept their fate and hand over the elixir hesitate again and huddled back to watch the development of the situation.
"What does this have to do with Zhuo? If you can spare your life, you are already magnanimous. Do you think Zhuo is weak and can't be bullied?!"
Luo Hong snorted coldly and released his spiritual consciousness to press on the young disciple.
Immediately, the young disciple felt that his soul had been hit hard, he couldn't help but feel sick, and stepped back again and again.
But Luo Hong's hand not only failed to wake him up, but made the young disciple even more angry after he woke up. He threw out the flying sword regardless, and said with stern eyes:
"I learned to practice swordsmanship at the age of six, understood the sword's intention at the age of ten, and reached the twelfth level of Qi refining before I was twenty. If I try my best to destroy the sword's core and strike out with the most powerful sword, I'm afraid my senior brother will also have to do it.
Injured. I will save my mother today, senior brother, don’t force me!"
"Zhuo has a way to solve our problems at the same time."
Luo Hong chuckled lightly and flicked out his middle finger.
"Bang"
The body of the young disciple fell, and Luo Hong glanced at the remaining five people with cold eyes. Finally, no idiots challenged his rules.