Wu Ronggao sat on a tiger beast, it was the seventh-order beast spirit he had just contracted - the Two-Winged Flying Tiger.

Originally, he also estimated whether the pair of arrogant men and women in the inn were afraid of their Chiyue Palace and became turtles with shrunken heads, and was thinking of sending someone to arrest the pair of men and women, but when he looked up, he saw a figure dressed in fiery red clothes and with a graceful demeanor appeared in his sight.

Spiritual saint?

No wonder Chen Si's color blank was planted in the hands of this girl.

Having such cultivation at a young age is a rare genius.

"I can't do it."

Wu Rong smiled a little coldly.

What about the Spiritual Saints? He had just broken through the Spirit Sect.

However, when Wu Rong saw the sudden extra blood-colored lotus flower in the girl's hand, he was even more contemptuous.

"Hahaha, Soul Planner?"

Wu Rong laughed, his face was contemptuous, "What kind of great spirit master does this seat think it is?" It turned out to be the most useless spirit planter. ”

The girl smiled very enchantingly, "Little Lianlian, you are looked down upon again, what should I do?" ”

The red lotus in her hand suddenly flashed red, and a long green vine grew from the originally abrupt flower bones, and pounced on Wu Rong with lightning speed.

Although Wu Rong was surprised that this lotus plant spirit would actually take the initiative to attack, he didn't take this flower seriously at all.

Just a plant, he can cut it off with a finger.

So Wu Rong sneered and stretched out his hand, and grabbed the vine with his bare hands.

Sure enough, as he expected, the little plant spirit was ...... at all Suddenly, his complexion changed, and the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of his fingers holding the vines all turned black, and he subconsciously wanted to fly away.

However, he was still a step slower after all.

The green vines suddenly pulled away from his weak and sour hands, like a spirit snake, and directly wrapped him into a big zongzi.

Mo Yan's palm moved slightly.

At the same time as the red light of the blood lotus flashed, Wu Rong had already been dragged over by Lian Teng.

Everything happened in an instant, and by the time everyone in the Red Moon Palace reacted, their right protector had already fallen into the hands of the other party.

Together with the winged tiger beast, it was inexplicably paralyzed on the ground, unable to move.

The corners of Mo Yan's lips hooked, and the spiritual power in his hand condensed and conjured into a sharp light blade, which was directly placed on Wu Rong's neck.

"If you want to die, don't move."

The voice in my ears was clear and beautiful, but it was so cold that it was frightening.

Wu Rong was about to vomit blood.

But at this moment, his whole body was devoured by poison, and he didn't even have the strength to resist.

Thinking that his dignified Spirit Sect was hijacked by a Spirit Saint like this, and he didn't even have a chance to do it?

It's really a shame to throw it to grandma's house.

He couldn't have imagined that this spirit planter was actually a poisonous attribute that was difficult to come out of for 10,000 years.

Mo Yan glanced at the little blood lotus with satisfaction.

This little thing is really a magic weapon that pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.

If she really fights against this Spirit Sect, if she wants to catch him, I'm afraid it won't be so easy.

"Let go of the Right Protector!" Chen Sise roared inwardly.

He didn't expect that he moved in to bring in the rescuers and wanted to get back to the field, but he was smashed instead.

"Right Protector? It seems that the position is quite high. The corners of Mo Yan's lips hooked a playful smile, but the blade in his hand moved two points closer to Wu Rong's neck, and the sharp blade instantly forced out a faint blood mark.

The cold and stinging pain made Wu Rong gasp.

"You dare to kill this seat? Do you know what will happen if you offend the Akatsuki Palace? ”

"What else can happen?" The smile on the corner of Mo Yan's lips turned cold by two points, "Isn't it just like just now, you guys are looking for a bunch of people with higher cultivation than you to find a place to get back!" Really, there's nothing new to talk about. ”