On the Wuming Stone Mountain, after a busy life by the Gong family monks, four formations were set up in total.

Although the other three are far from Luo Hong's Four Symbols Chaos Sky Array, they are enough to bring considerable strength reductions to the enemies trapped in it.

If we rely on the advantage of the number of people, it will definitely be very difficult for the Fang family to kill them.

Therefore, once these four formations were formed, the Gong family couldn't help but feel at ease.

At this time, the signal flare had been fired, so Gong Peiwu and others sat down on the spot to restore their magic power, waiting for reinforcements or the Fang family to arrive.

After a few hours, a figure finally appeared in the sky.

Gong Peiwu's eyes were filled with a faint light of inspiration. When he used the spiritual eye technique, he immediately recognized the mature male cultivator flying in front.

That’s great, it’s the Ning family’s team!

Hum? No, why are they so panicked?

Before the corners of his mouth were curled up, Gong Peiwu noticed something abnormal. He looked to the back of Ning's house and saw Fang Beichen and others chasing them with all their might!

"Brother Peiwu, what's going on? Why are there only these people left in the Ning family? Will they not be able to get along with the Ma family?"

Gong Yanhua felt cold in her heart and thought of a fact that she didn't want to believe.

"There are not many people in the Fang family. I think they have fought with the Ningma family, so we still have a chance.

No matter what, go to pick up Ying Ning’s family first, and you can’t let them be chased and killed by the Fang family!”

Gong Yanwen looked solemn and authentic. Just when his life was at stake, he was not lucky.

When everyone saw that there were only eight monks in the Fang family, they were immediately brave and responded to Gong Yanwen's proposal and flew forward to meet them together.

Faced with the attack of the Gong family monks, Fang Beichen decisively gave up the pursuit. After all, they flew with all their strength, and their magic power was consumed a lot, and they barely suffered too much loss in battle.

The Gong family has already decided on a sticking strategy and will not change it easily. After all, they just used the formation ambush method to destroy the Song family. They were afraid that they would also get the same trick, so they did not pursue the eight Fang family members.

After returning to Shishan, without waiting for the mature male cultivators to take a breath, Gong Peiwu hurriedly asked what they knew about it.

When the Ma family was destroyed and the Ning family was only six of them left, everyone's hearts couldn't help but sink.

I thought this was the worst news, but soon everyone in the Ning family said that the only one who caused such a tragic result was just half of the Fang family.

Those mysterious monks in black robe never appeared from beginning to end.

Upon hearing this news, the people of the Gong family couldn't help but feel anxious and wondered whether they could last day.

Gong Peiwu originally wanted to invite Luo Hong to discuss countermeasures, but he refused on the grounds of strengthening the formation.

The reason why Luo Hong did this is because he has no time to act with a group of Qi Refining Cultivators.

"Senior Brother Xiang, I haven't seen you for many years, why have you become so young?"

While lowering his head and fiddling with the formation plate, Luo Hong secretly sent a voice to the young man Xiang Zhili.

"Haha, Xiang also wants to ask Junior Brother Luo why more than two hundred years have passed but your appearance remains unchanged?"

The young man Xiang Zhili seemed to be honestly applying medicine to the seriously injured monk of the Ning family, but he was secretly sending a message.

"Actually, it's not necessary to say that Senior Brother Xiang, Luo can also guess that you didn't hesitate to pretend to be a Qi Refining disciple and sneak into Huangfeng Valley for the sake of the secret treasure in the blood-colored forbidden land?"

Luo Hong knew that even if he was a cultivator in the late stage of Nascent Soul, he could not let Xiang Zhili, who was at the peak of the early stage of God Transformation, look at him directly, at least once again, this was the case before.

Therefore, if he wants to be qualified to talk to him, he has to come up with something that the other party is interested in.

"Hmm? Have you entered?"

The central stone pagoda in the Blood Forbidden Land is the residence of the Lord of the Forbidden Land, and the other party is a god-transforming monk from ancient times.

In the bloody trial with Han Li and Luo Hong, Xiang Zhili wanted to break into the stone tower, but in the end he ended up in a mess and did not get what he wanted.

Therefore, after hearing Luo Hong mention this, he immediately became energetic and couldn't help but wonder if the other party had the opportunity in the stone tower to cultivate to the late stage of the Nascent Soul in such a short time.

"Luo did not go in, but a friend of Luo was fortunate to get the ban token from the central stone tower, so he was able to enter and gained a lot.

Brother Xiang, don’t you have anything to ask?”

The one who got this opportunity was Nangong Wan, so Luo Hong naturally could not tell her identity.

"Haha, Xiang just came to visit him for an occasional interest, and he would not force him if he didn't have the chance.

Junior Brother Luo would like to talk about what the purpose of this is. It will not be easy to get along with a group of Qi Refining Cultivators."

Xiang Zhili's eyes flashed twice, suppressing his urge to ask, and the topic changed.

Are you finally willing to talk about this? It seems that my goal is to achieve it.

Luo Hong smiled secretly, but didn't deliberately make up anything, and told the truth:

"Luo just couldn't stand the request of his disciple and helped her protect an important person.

Of course, there is also the reason why the ancestor Xue Chi was curious about the fact that he was curious about the fact that he had planned a group of low-level monks so deliberately.

Luo currently knows little about the secrets in the Wuyuan Mountains. Can you please give me some advice to my senior brother?"

"So that's it. Junior Brother Luo, you are really unlucky. As far as Xiang knows, an ancient monster was sealed here.

If it escapes from trouble, you and I will inevitably become its target for blood food."

Xiang Zhili would not believe Luo Hong directly, so he did not say anything about the blood-sucking insect mother.

"Oh? It turns out that even Senior Brother Xiang didn't know it. Luo was a little surprised. Could the monks from the Fang family escape from Senior Brother Xiang's soul-locking technique?"

Luo Hong did not believe Xiang Zhili's statement at all. There were few people who could hide it from the local gods who had happened in the Great Jin Dynasty.

"Junior Brother Luo, don't underestimate the Blood-Crying Ancestor. Although his cultivation is one level lower than ours, the blood-Dao magical powers and secret techniques are quite powerful and weird, and they are not Yi.

Xiang had already investigated before, and the souls of those Fang family monks had powerful blood bans on their souls.

This forbidden not only makes it easier for these juniors to practice the blood-dao skills, but also can protect their souls tightly. With the help of external force, they will crush their souls. Even Xiang has no way to do it."

Xiang Zhili's words are true, otherwise how could he miss the opportunity to obtain information like this?

Luo Hong was stunned when he heard this. His mind was focused on Xiang Zhili just now, but he did not pay attention to Fang Beichen and others. At this time, he explored his spiritual sense and realized that their souls were indeed different.
Chapter completed!