Chapter 1745: Fall

Since she was a guardian, Mu Yanhong certainly couldn't leave Luo Hong's side.

As for those Eastern Wasteland cultivators who were being hunted, it didn't matter whether they believed it or not. Anyway, they had fallen into a desperate situation and had no choice.

The people who were fleeing were shocked when they suddenly received the voice transmission, wondering if this was a trap.

But their luck was really bad. Since they separated from Meng Tianxing, they ran into three groups of blood demons in succession, and now there was a fourth group.

And the pursuers from the Western Wasteland did not stop to deal with Meng Tianxing. They just divided their troops a little and continued to chase without stopping.

"Don't worry about that, fly over immediately!"

Everyone attacked together. Although they killed the blood demon group in an instant, they were inevitably delayed a little.

Seeing that the pursuers behind were approaching, they ignored their worries and immediately changed the direction of their flight.

Sensing their movements, the pursuers from the Western Wasteland couldn't help but feel suspicious.

One of them frowned immediately and said:

"Something is wrong. There is no base in the East Wasteland in that direction. Even if there is a hidden teleportation array, they don't have time to activate it because we are chasing so fast."

"Haha, they probably want to try their luck?"

Another person laughed disdainfully.

"Don't be careless, Fellow Daoist Yuan, please use the Qingming Mirror to check it."

The tiger-eyed man in the lead hesitated for a moment, then said to an old man in black beside him.

"No problem."

The old man in black agreed immediately after hearing this, and then turned his palm and took out a treasure mirror with a green fairy light.

After a little activation, the green fairy light projected from the mirror, condensing into an illusory image in front of everyone.

In this image, the group of East Wasteland monks who were fleeing in front first appeared, and then quickly extended in the direction of their flight.

In the blink of an eye, the land in the image spanned thousands of miles.

Nearly ten breaths later, something worthy of their attention appeared in the image. They saw two cultivators, a man and a woman, flying above a blood-colored valley.

The black-clothed youth was obviously casting a spell to collect the blood mist in the valley, while the female fairy next to him looked like she was protecting the law.

"Someone actually came to help. How is their cultivation?"

The tiger-eyed man frowned slightly and asked immediately.

"The black-clothed youth is in the late stage of the True Immortal, and the female fairy... Huh? My precious mirror can't detect it!"

Halfway through the spell, the black-clothed old man suddenly said with a surprised look on his face.

"It's not strange that you can't detect it. The farther the distance of your Qingming Mirror is, the weaker the magical power.

If the young man was not casting a spell across hundreds of thousands of miles like this, you couldn't detect his cultivation.

In my opinion, the female fairy is so close to protecting the law, her cultivation must be lower than that of the young man!"

Immediately, a True Immortal in the crowd who didn't want the black-clothed old man to be the only one in the limelight spoke up.

"That's right, and even if there are mistakes, Fellow Daoist Shen and Fellow Daoist Wu are not afraid of them with their strength!"

Then, someone else took the opportunity to flatter them.

Now that the war on the front line has fallen into a stalemate, the only place where they can gain military merit is the East Desert coast area.

And such a lucrative job that can not only gain military merit but also take the opportunity to plunder the East Desert will naturally not fall into the hands of ordinary True Immortals.

In fact, in their team, in addition to the tiger-eyed man who is the leader, who is a late True Immortal from the Heavy Water Gate, there is also a giant man who is about ten feet tall, who is a late True Immortal from the Wasteland Gate.

So, even if they discovered Luo Hong's cultivation, they were not afraid at this moment.

On the contrary, they had originally planned to use those people in front to dig out one or two secret strongholds in the East Desert.

Otherwise, with their cultivation, how could they let these people escape for so long.

Although the current situation was not completely within their expectations, it was still a gain.

"In that case, let's keep our distance. When they meet, we will surround them fiercely!"

Thinking of the large number of people on his side, the tiger-eyed man immediately calmed down and gave instructions to everyone.

Everyone felt that a large amount of military merit was flying towards them, and they all responded happily.

A few hours later, the Eastern Wasteland cultivators finally fled to the Blood River Valley in a mess.

Unable to wait to probe out the divine sense, the True Immortal of the Ruiguang Sect shouted:

"Senior, where are you? Please show up and save us!"

"Come here."

A calm female voice sounded immediately.

Everyone immediately looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a gorgeous female fairy in red clothes and red lips flying beside a young man in black.

After using the spiritual eyes to see the face of the female fairy, everyone's heart couldn't help but tremble, because among their Eastern Wasteland sects, there was no Golden Immortal senior with such a look.

"Ah, it's Daoist Mo! Daoist Mo, help me!"

At this time, the female fairy of Songhe Tower saw Luo Hong's appearance clearly, and the disappointment in her heart immediately turned into surprise. Without saying a word, she flew towards Luo Hong.

Heard the woman's shout, Luo Hong was not surprised. After all, the other party was wearing the elder's clothes of Songhe Tower, so it was natural for her to recognize him.

At the same time, he did not mean to respond. The blood poison in the Blood River Valley was almost collected, and he did not want to be distracted.

"Could it be him?!"

The True Immortals of Ruiguang Sect and Liuhuo Sect couldn't help but think of someone when they heard the words. After looking at each other, they also flew over with great surprise.

Although they had been defending on the front line before, they had also heard of Mo Bufan's name.

But before the two sides could meet, a huge escape light wrapped around twelve figures flew over at high speed.

After blocking everyone's heads for a moment, it suddenly exploded and turned into twelve streams of light, falling around everyone, forming an encirclement.

"How could it be so fast?!"

The immortal of Liuhuo Sect was shocked when he saw this. He didn't expect that the pursuers behind him could burst out with such an amazing escape speed.

"Hehe, the two Taoist friends are so unfamiliar. I wonder which sect in the East Wilderness are you from?"

Seeing that the plan was successful, the tiger-eyed man slowly bowed to Luo Hong and the others.

"Husband, how should we deal with these people?"

Mu Yanhong curled her lips, ignoring the group of Western Wilderness Immortals, and looked at Luo Hong beside her and asked.

"Ah?"

Luo Hong was trembling at her delicate voice, and was very suspicious, but he understood it after thinking about it.

"Fairy Mu, there's no need to act this out so early, right?"

Although they had already discussed pretending to be a Taoist couple, Luo Hong thought that would happen after they arrived at Shang'a Continent, but unexpectedly Mu Yanhong suddenly started acting.

"It's a matter of time anyway, so there's nothing wrong with getting familiar with each other.

And Brother Mo, don't you think this is interesting?"

Mu Yanhong immediately replied in a pleasant voice transmission.

"Really? All right then."

After being surprised for a moment, Luo Hong thought of the Rakshasa Law that this woman practiced.

This law is to reverse yin and yang and reverse the great way, but to put it in a small way is to lie.

This woman can comprehend this law, so she must be someone who enjoys this way, so it's not surprising that she has such thoughts.

"It's up to the madam's mood."

Luo Hong immediately got into the role, just replied in a deep voice, and then continued to concentrate on driving the blood gourd.

Such a contemptuous attitude naturally angered the tiger-eyed man and others, thinking that this Taoist couple really thought they were made of mud!

But before they could say anything harsh, Mu Yanhong had quietly activated her magical powers.

With a "puff", a head of a Western Wasteland Immortal exploded like a watermelon, and he died instantly.

"Friend Wu, what are you doing?!"

The other Western Wasteland Immortals were all shocked and angry when they saw this scene, because the one who killed people was not an Eastern Wasteland cultivator, but the only late-stage True Immortal cultivator among them - Wu Qiankun!

The giant was wearing a set of heavy rock armor at the moment, and there was a piece of red and white in his right hand.

Obviously, it was he who suddenly attacked and crushed the head of one of his companions.

"Kill!"

Hearing the others' shouts, Wu Qiankun did not hesitate at all, and shouted and killed another Western Wasteland Immortal.

"Damn it, he's crazy, stop him!"

"Friend Lin, you and I are together, puff, Friend Lin, why are you stabbing me?"

"Don't! Brother Wang, don't come over!"

Wu Qiankun's loss of control was just the beginning.

Soon, under the dual suppression of Mu Yanhong's law and Yuanshen, all the Western Wasteland True Immortals who had not cultivated Yuanshen confused the enemy and began to attack the people around them frantically.

As a result, the scene immediately became extremely chaotic, and these Western Wasteland True Immortals suffered heavy casualties in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Luo Hong was not surprised at all, while those Eastern Wasteland cultivators couldn't help but stare wide-eyed, unable to believe what was happening before their eyes, and inexplicably felt a sense of fear in their hearts.

"It's a pity that they all died. After this battle, my Liuhuo Sect is in ruins and needs manpower to rebuild."

Saying this, Mu Yanhong retracted the Luosha Mihun Dafa, allowing the surviving Western Wasteland True Immortals to regain clarity.

Then, she pointed her sword, and countless small red sword lights flew out flexibly like swimming fish, easily breaking through all the Western Wasteland True Immortals' means of self-defense and piercing into their bodies.

Suddenly, a small red crystal sword appeared on the five tiger-eyed men, with only the hilt of each sword exposed.

The next moment, the Rakshasa Law erupted in their bodies, instantly disrupting the immortal energy in their bodies, making them unable to use any means.

"You, you are the Golden Immortal Daoist Master!"

Mu Yanhong did not deliberately conceal her breath when she attacked. The tiger-eyed man sensed this majestic immortal energy and immediately understood why he and others lost so badly.

Who would have thought that they would run into the Golden Immortal Daoist Master of the East Wasteland in their first action!

That's not right. Didn't the Daoist Master say that all the Golden Immortal cultivators in the East Wasteland were dragged to the front line?

"Impossible, you are obviously only in the late stage of the True Immortal!"

The old man in black wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with difficulty, still unwilling to accept his fate and shouted at Luo Hong.

"So what if Mo is in the late stage of the True Immortal?

Madam, I don't like this guy."

Luo Hong was putting away the blood gourd, and his face turned black when he heard the words, and he said in a cold voice.

"Hehe, I understand."

After covering her mouth and laughing softly, Mu Yanhong immediately turned her sword and solved the problem.

Seeing the black-clothed old man end up like this, the remaining four people all lowered their heads in resignation and stopped talking.

"Where are you from? How is the war in Huanglan Continent now?"

Putting away the blood-colored gourd, Luo Hong asked the East Desert cultivators.

The True Immortal of Liuhuo Sect was about to answer when he heard it, but was interrupted by the female immortal of Songhe Tower who suddenly came to her senses.

"Friend Mo, Elder Meng stayed behind to stop the enemy so that we could escape. Go and save him!"

"What! Lead the way quickly!"

Luo Hong frowned and ordered directly.

After lighting the incense, above a forest of blood, Meng Tianxing was breathing heavily, looking at the three Xihuang True Immortals who surrounded him but did not dare to step forward, and couldn't help but sarcastically said:

"Children of Xihuang, are you afraid of me, Grandpa Meng? Who will pick up my sword again!"

"Hmph! Your immortal immortal energy is about to burn out, why should we take the risk and step forward!"

One of the Xihuang True Immortals was quite unhappy.

If it were a fair fight, he would definitely defeat the old man in front of him, but the other man had had enough and swallowed the Burning Yuan Pill, which greatly increased his combat power.

As a result, the three of them had to work together to suppress it without much damage.

"Forget it, just take this last sword blow from me together."

Seeing that these three people did not take the bait, Meng Tianxing did not force them. He just wanted to shine in the end, and did not necessarily want to kill anyone.

However, at this moment, an extremely powerful sword energy suddenly flew from the sky at high speed, disturbing his spellcasting.

"It's not the Golden Immortal's aura, run away!"

The three Xihuang True Immortals turned pale at this moment, exclaimed and were about to run away separately.

But with their escape speed, how could they escape from the Golden Immortal Sword Qi?

Soon, these three people were cut down from the air by three huge red sword lights, and they lost all their breath.

The next moment, Luo Hong, Mu Yanhong and the female fairy from Songhe Tower appeared in front of Meng Tianxing.

After a moment's thought, he understood what had happened.

"Haha, boy Mo, I never expected that I would be saved by you again."

After sighing, Meng Tianxing looked at Mu Yanhong who had just retracted the flying sword, blinked hard, and asked with a slightly stunned expression:

"Is this Fairy Mu? You actually broke through to the Golden Fairy?!"

“She was originally a Golden Immortal monk, but she just restored her cultivation not long ago.

Mr. Meng, please stop talking and let Mo Mou take a look at your situation. "

After quickly answering Meng Tianxing's question, Luo Hong stepped forward, grabbed his wrist, and explored the situation inside his body.

But in just a moment, Luo Hong's brows furrowed.

"It's useless, I took the Burning Yuan Pill. Now, Da Luo is beyond saving!"

At this moment, Meng Tianxing smiled and patted Luo Hong's shoulder, obviously ignoring his own death.

"Husband, Burning Yuan Dan is overbearing and there is no hope."

Seeing Luo Hong's ugly expression, Mu Yanhong sighed and spoke to persuade her.

"Huh? You two have become a Taoist couple?!"

However, after hearing this, Meng Tianxing's eyes suddenly shot out, and he grabbed Luo Hong's retracting right arm with his backhand.

Seeing Luo Hong nodding, the old man immediately said ecstatically:

"Haha, there really is no end to the road!"