Chapter Seventy-Four: Welcome to Hell
Not much.
The figures of the seven swords descended on this forest together.
However, they were greeted by the cold corpse of the old man.
"Yi Lao is dead!"
A middle-aged monk probed the old man's snort, quite surprised, and said to everyone on the side.
When everyone heard this, they all set their eyes in the direction of Tianwen City.
"Yi Lao is squatting on the road that Tianwen City must pass, and that alchemy monk must be in Tianwen City. โ
"This Tianwen City is the territory of the Li family in Tianyin City. We can't rush into the city, so let's go back and report to the master of the house. โ
Hearing this, everyone nodded to each other.
The leader was about to order a few people to stay and squat near Tianwen City.
After all, it is also possible that the alchemy monk is just pretending to enter Tianwen City, but in fact, it is attacking the west.
Just thinking about it.
Everyone suddenly felt that the air around them suddenly became cold.
I was in doubt.
In the midst of the audience, there was a scream.
Everyone's eyes looked at the source of the sound, and they saw that the screamer was a middle-aged woman who had come with them.
The woman's chest had been pierced by a flying sword at this time.
The eyes are lifeless.
Everyone was taken aback, and hurriedly urged the spiritual power in their bodies to resist the cold air around them, and at the same time sacrificed their natal flying sword.
However, at this moment, a second scream was heard.
This time, it was an old man who fell.
This time, people saw clearly, it was a black flying sword.
Everyone immediately gathered around, looking around vigilantly, and the flying sword was also flying in the air, always on standby.
The leading monk suddenly shouted to the sky: "I don't know which senior, we are from the Park family in Falling Star City, is there any misunderstanding?"
That man killed the two of them in just an instant, and that strength was not something they could fight against at all.
They were all monks on the fourth to sixth floors of the psychic realm.
There is only one possibility that can kill them so easily, and that is that the other party's cultivation has reached the Imperial Spirit Realm.
In the territory of Qingzhou, there are only a handful of masters who have reached the Imperial Spirit Realm.
Moreover, most of them are people with a high reputation like the head of the Park family.
Why do you want to kill people like this?
Everyone had such a doubt in their hearts.
But no matter how much the man cried, no one answered.
Only the black flying sword flew from the forest from time to time.
Every time you fly, you can kill one of them effortlessly.
Even if everyone sacrificed their defensive spirit weapons and magic weapons, it would only delay their death a little.
For a while, there were screams in the forest.
In a short time, the ground was already full of countless broken magic weapons and spiritual weapons.
And among the people still standing, only the leading monk remained.
The monk was also trembling at this time, he had lived in Qingzhou for decades, and he had seen a lot of various scenes.
However, he really hadn't seen this kind of scene where he didn't even show his face and didn't explain his intentions, and he killed the psychic realm monk as a chicken.
Today, I'm afraid I can't escape death.
Thinking about it, the monk couldn't help but wilt.
However, after a long time, the imaginary feeling of being pierced through the body did not appear.
Just when he was in doubt, he heard a cold female voice, which sounded not far behind him: "Go back and tell Park Xingyi, don't mess with people who shouldn't be messed with." โ
When the monk heard this, he was startled, and when he looked back, he saw no one.
But he also heard that the other party was going to spare his life, so he immediately knelt down and kowtowed to the air like garlic.
"Thank you for the grace of your predecessors not to kill, and you will definitely repay it truthfully!"
The cold female voice didn't sound again.
And the cold around him gradually dissipated.
Seeing this, the monk kowtowed to the air a few times again, then cautiously summoned the flying sword, and then fled as fast as he could in his life.
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After climbing over several hills, Luo Ming could already see the walls of Tianwen City.
So Luo Ming first found a place to heal his wounds.
There is no shortage of healing elixirs for Luo Ming.
When Luo Ming first refined these healing pills, he always felt that their existence was very frustrating.
After all, before this, Luo Ming had basically not been injured.
Now that I am really injured, when I use these pills again, I know that these pills used for healing are really fragrant.
After taking a one-star Bone Pill, the speed at which the flesh and blood recovered was almost visible to the naked eye.
After half an hour of recuperation, the wound was completely healed.
Of course, it is also related to Luo Ming's body that has been tempered by the Heavenly Dzi.
Taking advantage of this time of recuperation, Luo Ming entered the spiritual realm and found this old soul.
And caught it and played with it wantonly.
That Yi Lao couldn't have imagined that this man, who had just been pressed and beaten by himself, could actually understate it at this moment, calling for wind and rain, and changing the day.
The world in the spiritual realm can be transformed into any shape with Luo Ming's thoughts.
Luo Ming is here, just like the creation god.
He can do anything if he wants to.
Luo Ming turned into a thousand-meter giant at this moment, pinched the old spirit body in his hand, held it in front of his eyes, and then the corners of his mouth curled, and said, "Welcome to hell." โ
He then threw the old spirit to the ground.
And what greeted him on the ground was magma, a sea of fire, an oil pot, a glacier, and a knife mountain.
The big head, Yourong, Li Qingwan and other spirits on the side looked at the scene of Luo Ming's abuse of Yi Lao in front of them, and they all planted the seeds of fear in their hearts.
Don't look at Luo Ming's soft-spoken voice on weekdays.
In fact, a bad stomach.
Terrifying!
Luo Ming, who had played enough, harvested a wave of soul power.
When I left the spiritual realm, it was almost evening.
Luo Ming did not rush into the city, but went to Yuhuguan first.
Originally, he only wanted to take some medicinal materials for refining the psychic pill, but he unexpectedly found that his master Song Yi had returned to the temple.
Song Yi had already heard about Luo Ming from Lin Qiao'er and Jiang Yi.
As soon as he saw Luo Ming, he immediately ran up excitedly and asked Luo Ming, "Can you really refine a one-star pill?"
This time, Luo Ming didn't plan to hide it anymore.
Because during this time, Luo Ming had already read all of Song Yi's books.
I believe that with Song Yi's current alchemy, he can't teach himself anything.
There is no need to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger anymore.
Immediately confessed his talent.
"You mean, it only took you seven days to refine a one-star pill by yourself by reading books?"
Song Yi's face was full of shock.
At this time, Lin Qiao'er on the side mended the knife in time and said, "And not only one has been refined, just what I observed from the sidelines, there are seven or eight kinds of one-star pills." โ
Jiang Yi, who has always refused to admit defeat, also said: "We have all been deceived, junior brother...... Luo Ming, this is not the first time to do alchemy. โ
Hearing this, Luo Ming didn't bother to explain.
After all, going from zero foundation to refining a one-star pill in a week was too unbelievable for them.
Song Yi's eyes lit up, and he immediately took Luo Ming's hand and said, "Let's go!