Although Luo Hong had always been deliberately avoiding Xiang Zhili when he was in Huangfeng Valley, Yue Kingdom, he was quite familiar with Han Laomo, and he had met twice.

Therefore, Luo Hong has long remembered Xiang Zhili's appearance.

However, because Xiang Zhili used secret techniques to turn himself into his youth, Luo Hong's spiritual sense did not discover his identity when he first swept over him.

If this god-transforming monk had not despised him and had not fully restrained his breath, Luo Hong could not use his spiritual sense to scan it casually, and then he noticed that his breath was different, so he took a few more glances.

As a result, Luo Hong naturally recognized Xiang Zhili and was shocked.

The next moment, the young monk who changed Xiang Zhili frowned slightly, and looked in Luo Hong's direction with a serious expression, obviously he had noticed the breath that Luo Hong accidentally leaked.

At this time, Luo Hong wanted to change her appearance and hide her identity, so she had to give in to her with a wry smile.

After seeing Luo Hong, the young man Xiang Zhili was stunned for a moment, then he thought of him and his face couldn't help but look shocked.

Obviously, he had discovered Luo Hong's true cultivation level and could achieve this in just three hundred years, even if he was the one who wanted to be on the sidelines.

So the young man Xiang Zhili smiled and returned the bow to Luo Hong, then pretended that nothing had happened, and continued to wait for the formation to open.

Luo Hong secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. Although he could fight against the rituals of the world, even if he faced the rituals directly, the other party was a monk at the peak of the early stage of the God Transformation. He had been circulating in the human world for many years and had many treasures in his hand. The pressure he brought to him was not comparable to that of ordinary God Transformation monks.

"This old ghost's cultivation is the best in the human world. I didn't expect that he was also interested in the secrets in the Five Yuan Mountains. It seems that I must not be careless either.

Since he has no intention of communicating, I would better not take the initiative to get involved with the other party.”

After Luo Hong made up her plan in her heart, she put away all her contempt and said to Gong Xuehua, who was depressed by the side:

"After entering, don't leave Luo a hundred feet!"

"I know...I know!"

Gong Xuehua, who was still worried about the matter of Green Bamboo, saw Luo Hong's solemn appearance and felt a sense of oppression that could not resist, and some of her original small thoughts were gone.

More than an hour passed, the sun was already noon, and the five families finally made people move.

They sacrificed their tokens to the air. After reciting the magic trick for a while, five dark columns of light shot out from the token at the same time and hit the black tornado in the distance.

Aroused by this, the black tornado suddenly became even more violent, and the howling wind filled the world.

But soon, five round notches appeared at the bottom of the black tornado.

When it gradually expanded to a diameter of three or four meters, a white spiritual light rushed out, along the five dark columns of light, reaching the place where the person holding the order was.

Bathed in this spiritual light, everyone suddenly felt a strong wind around and the pressure suddenly disappeared.

"Go."

With the order from the head of the Gong family, everyone used their flying magic weapon at the same time, following the spiritual passage and rushing straight to the gap in the black tornado.

The moment before entering the gap, Luo Hong inspired the hidden Taixu Transformation Talisman, and a thin layer of silver spiritual light covered his entire body.

The Black Wind Juejima Formation swept over and over again, but after contacting Luo Hong, he passed through his body, as if he did not exist.

As soon as he passed through the gap, Luo Hong felt a strong wind pushing from her back, trying to blow him away.

This is not a change, but a normal situation, so everyone did not panic.

If it were in the past, the Gong family monks would not have been able to use this strong wind to spread out in order to better search for spiritual medicine.

But now that the threat from the Fang family is hanging above their heads, they naturally have to concentrate their strength. So everyone is using their own means to resist the power of the strong wind.

At this time, Luo Hong grabbed Gong Xuehua's wrist quickly and pulled it gently, and hugged her into her arms amid his cry.

Then, the power of the universe was secretly used, and the two fell down like flying above the weak water.

Five feet above the ground, the strong wind suddenly disappeared, and Luo Hong hugged Gong Xuehua and fell onto a soft grass.

"Miss Gong, you can let go."

Luo Hong said lightly while catching up with a lot of around.

It turned out that the lady of the Gong family was frightened by the successive changes and was hugging Luo Hong's chest tightly, as if she was a kitten.

"Oh, Mr. Luo, where are we here?"

Gong Xuehua's pretty face turned red, and she quickly let go of Luo Hong and asked in an attempt to resolve the embarrassing question.

Luo Hong is now considered an old monster, so naturally she would not shake her mood because of this charm. She said calmly:

"It should be the outer short peak of the Wuyuan Mountains. Let's climb to the top of this peak first and see what markers are around."

After trying to activate his spiritual sense, Luo Hong found that he was greatly suppressed and could only cover a radius of hundreds of miles.

Although this layer of suppression is like a thin film, Luo Hong felt that it could break through with just a little force, but it was obvious that after the breakthrough, it would inevitably attract the attack of the formation.

Therefore, before the situation is clear, Luo Hong decided to try her best to restrain her strength.

In addition, seeing Gong Xuehua's appearance is not strange, it is known that this kind of suppression will not work for cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage.

After the two of them sacrificed a wind talisman, they lightly turned to the top of the short peak under their feet, which was almost only green grass.

In a moment, Luo Hong came to the top of the peak. When he looked into the center of the Wuyuan Mountains, his eyes suddenly condensed.

I saw a huge blood cloud slowly turning over the five main peaks in the distance, which seemed to be five fingers. From time to time, a blood-colored thunder would fall from the clouds, looking extremely unknown.

This scene is very different from what is recorded in the Gong Family’s classics.

"How could this happen? Why is the vitality inside the mountains so sparse?!"

Gong Xuehua's face turned pale when she saw the withered plants under the blood clouds.

This place is the important foundation of her Gong family. If it is destroyed, it will inevitably have a great impact on the Gong family.

"Go and have a good time with others first."

After staring at him for a few breaths, Luo Hong suddenly turned around and turned toward the breath of a closest Gong family monk.

With the current situation, Luo Hong believes that his best choice is to hide himself first and see the methods of the ancestor Xuechi, it is not too late for him to take action.

At this moment, in a forest thousands of miles away, the young man Xiang Zhili was standing on the top of the treetops, looking at the blood clouds, with a hint of worry in his eyes, but more excited.

"Hey, brother Xiang, come down quickly, we are ready to go!"

Suddenly, the shouts of a Ning family monk came from under the tree.

"What's going on with this guy? I was dazed as soon as I came in!"

A female cultivator from the Ning family frowned and said very dissatisfied.

"Ah, here we are here! Haha, Xiang just thought of something happy for a moment, and couldn't help but let it go for a while. I hope you don't blame me!"
Chapter completed!