The Taiping Sect retreated very simply and quickly, and it was not long before it was completely withdrawn from the Ersheng Temple, leaving a mess behind.

Even Chu Yan's body was left behind.

The overly tall corpse actually couldn't see its original appearance, and the flesh and blood all over it were almost burned by the golden light of the "sunshine in the sky", and it had been reduced to a charred corpse, and even its feet were burned to the ground, still maintaining a standing posture.

This is also one of the costs left by the Taiping Sect, and Chu Yan is also regarded as part of the repayment.

However, Chu Yan's Dao Fruit was taken away, which made the Taiping Sect's face not so completely lost.

Seeing the Taiping Sect disciples withdrawing one after another, Zuo Qinghong finally lost his relaxed expression, his face sank like water, and he couldn't help but scold in a low voice: "Not a son of man." ”

The Shangqing sent this side to support, to help the Taiping Sect succeed, but the one who came out to support did not retreat, but the one who was supported retreated first, which made Zuo Qinghong how could he bear it.

"Senior brother, are we going to go or are we leaving?" Senior disciple Fang Yesheng said tremblingly.

He looked at Chu Yan's corpse, and his frightened expression was almost undisguised, without the gesture of shouting before, which made Zuo Qinghong angry.

'Defeated. ’

Zuo Qinghong cursed secretly in his heart, then glanced at the charred corpse and said, "Let's go." ”

The four grades of the Taiping Sect have all retired, why does he stay with one of the five grades?

And······

The arm holding the peachwood sword trembled slightly, and a scorching flame raged in the arm, making the arm red.

In the previous fight, Zuo Qinghong was unable to retreat and was also injured.

Sensing the fierceness of the flames, Zuo Qinghong's mind moved slightly, and a white cloud was born from under his feet, supporting himself and Fang Yesheng, and floating away.

Although Zuo Qinghong was injured, it did not affect the performance of the Dao fruit, and the two flew out of the temple on the auspicious clouds, and they were going to the sect master to inform him of the situation, and also let the master help him remove the inflammation.

The auspicious clouds seemed to slow down, drifting all the way for more than ten miles and entering the rain curtain.

Because of the battle between the three and the four products, the heavy rain near the Ersheng Temple has been completely blocked, but ten miles away, it still rains from time to time. The cold raindrops fell on his body, and the moisture stained his arms, and Zuo Qinghong suddenly let out a muffled snort.

When the hot qi met the water, it was scorching like firewood, and Zuo Qinghong only felt that the burning sensation spread all over his body, and the five internal flames were like burning, and the qi, blood and true qi seemed to be burned clean.

"Uh-" he screamed in pain.

"Senior brother!"

Fang Yesheng hurriedly supported Zuo Qinghong, but when the palm of his hand fell on Zuo Qinghong's shoulder, the five fingers suddenly changed.

From normal fingers to strange tentacles with suckers and scales, they pierced Zuo Qinghong's magic robes and penetrated deep into the flesh, and dark red blood streaks expanded under the skin.

"You ······"

Zuo Qinghong looked at his shoulder in disbelief, "He Luoshen! ”

"It's despicable."

Fang Yesheng's pale face had become calm for some time, his vermilion vertical pupils had a playful look, and the voice from his mouth also showed a neutral voice, "Senior Brother Zuo, I have been taken care of by you these days, and contemptible people have always been kind to repay your kindness, which will help you free yourself from torture." ”

Wherever the dark red blood passed, the burning sensation was rapidly dissipating, and the flesh and blood were rapidly adapting to the heat, and the flesh, which was stronger than before, withstood the backlash of the flames.

But what came with it was that Zuo Qinghong was losing control of his physical body, and the part of his body covered in blood was completely unconscious as if it was not his own.

If you want to say that among the nineteen gods and demons of the Demon God Sect, the most famous one is naturally the locust god, but if you want to say that the most notorious, it has to belong to the god He Luo. He acts sneakily and treacherously, and what he is best at is to occupy the shells of others, impersonate other people's identities, and do all kinds of evil things.

At this moment, He Luoshen undoubtedly wanted to attack Zuo Qinghong.

"I see, after Senior Brother Fang came back from Yongzhou, his realm has improved by leaps and bounds, I thought he had come to his senses after some hardships, but I didn't expect him to be the poisoner of Ling."

Zuo Qinghong used words to attract attention, and at the same time tried to force his true qi to resist.

When He Luoshen heard this, he smiled and was about to speak, but before he could speak, the auspicious clouds under his feet suddenly disappeared, and the two fell from the sky.

Zuo Qinghong showed joy and was about to take the opportunity to break free.

Although He Luoshen's doppelganger can walk independently, his doppelganger is lower than the realm of the third grade of the body, that is, the realm of the seventh grade, and even if Zuo Qinghong is injured and restrained now, it is not impossible to fight back.

And yet—

"You think I'm Qipin?"

He Luoshen's face was full of ridicule, "My doppelganger is lower than the third grade of the body, and the world knows it, but the world doesn't know that my doppelganger can also be combined." ”

The tentacles of the five fingers bulged, and they suddenly accelerated their drilling, completely suppressing Zuo Qinghong's counterattack.

Each tentacle represents a doppelganger, and the current god Ho Luo is at least a combination of five doppelgangers.

"Come down."

He Luoshen firmly controlled Zuo Qinghong, and carried him to a nearby mountain, his tentacles were wriggling, and he was constantly merging into Zuo Qinghong's body, and countless blood threads under his skin were densely intertwined, seeping into every inch of flesh and blood.

Zuo Qinghong's strong luck and true qi failed, but it caused the injury to worsen, making He Luoshen's erosion more rapid. He looked at the banter on He Luoshen's face, and knew that his plan could not be concealed from this demon cultivator at all, but was calculated by his generals.

The physical injuries and mental blows all made Zuo Qinghong lose constantly, even if he still didn't give up resistance, he was powerless to stop the faster and faster erosion.

And He Luoshen is still attacking his heart, "Your junior brother was broken by Jiang Li, if he wasn't contemptible, he would have gone back alive, and he would also be a waster." And don't you notice that the contemptible people are extraordinarily cautious today, and do not conform to the behavior of the past? It's because Jiang is leaving. The contemptible people were afraid of being seen through, so they didn't do anything consistent with Fang Yesheng, but unfortunately, you didn't find out. ”

"And Jiang Li has long forgotten about Fang Yesheng's waste, but he has avoided the danger of being exposed, it is really God's ······help."

Ho Luoshen's voice stopped abruptly.

For he saw not far ahead, under the boulder, a crimson puppy was squatting, tilting its head to look at the two of them. In the blood-red eyes, there seemed to be the same banter as himself.

Obviously, this is a smart dog.

What's more, He Luoshen didn't even find the dog before. In other words, either he He Luoshen was careless and didn't find a single puppy, or the strength of this dog was not below him.

"It's not God who helps you, it's Jiang who helps you."

A faint fluctuation appeared on the crimson puppy's body, and a dense aura appeared behind it, and Jiang Li's voice came from it.

"He Luoshen, it's been a long time."

This dog is still Jiang Li's dog.

He Luoshen didn't know about Jiang Li's letting the dog bite the eldest prince, but he had heard that Jiang Li seemed to have a dog, so he never thought that someone would raise a five-grade dog.

"People are not as good as dogs."

Thinking about the difficulties he had when he was promoted to the fifth grade, He Luoshen sighed with emotion, and at the same time quietly tried his best to erode Zuo Qinghong.

However, as soon as he moved like this, the flame qi in Zuo Qinghong's body seemed to come to life, and he also began to burn his qi, blood and true qi, causing Zuo Qinghong's body to be flooded with a large amount of water vapor.

"Eight Evil Beings."

He Luoshen frowned suddenly, and the evil qi manifested along the tentacles, forming tiny skulls and rushing into Zuo Qinghong's body.

I saw that a large amount of blood spread from the shoulder, and the red flame qi had already invaded the body from the arm, fighting against the blood.

The two intersected, and the evil aura between He Luoshen's eyebrows loomed, and the skull moved wildly in Zuo Qinghong's body.

Jiang Li's body is not here, and he He Luo Shen is a combination of several clones, and his strength is also in the realm of the five grades, occupying a great advantage, so he can't believe that he can't suppress a mere flame.

Sure enough, the evil qi completely suppressed the flames, and the bloodshot continued to expand, but-

"Whew."

He Luoshen's calf suddenly hurt, and the red puppy actually bit his calf with lightning speed.

The plot of He Luoshen's seizure of Fang Yesheng is shown in Chapter 194 of the previous volume

(End of chapter)