"I have to say that your decisiveness saved Luo a lot of trouble."
Looking at the Biyuan Yuanying who had just been spit out by the three-legged black black, Luo Hong was in a good mood.
After all, if these Pure Land elders were determined to run away, they could only pursue them with some choice and could not catch them all in the net like they are now.
"Good! Donald Luo, you will destroy the immortal cultivation family supported by this sect first, and our sect will ask later. Even if Bi Xin offends in Guangnan Prefecture, it is his personal work, and it is not instructed by this sect.
Now, I believe that Junior Brother Bixin is dead, so why should Donald Luo be so persistent in taking revenge!”
Trapped in the black flame, Biyuan Yuanying sat cross-legged in the air, without the madness of death, and no joy or sorrow.
"Hehe, you are indeed of a high level as a monk, and you are worthy of being the core elder of the Pure Land Sect.
You are right, Luo has no deep hatred with your Pure Land Sect in terms of personal interests."
Luo Hong was a little surprised when she heard this. Although this monk was distorted, it was still a bit admirable to be able to be so calm in the horror between life and death.
"Since that's the case, why is Luo Donor so aggressive, even planning to kill the Holy Mountain of this sect all the way.
I am so proud of the fact that although the master Luo Tu is supernatural and far beyond the general late-stage major cultivation, my Pure Land Sect is a sect passed down from ancient times, with a profound foundation. Even if a god-transforming monk comes to the door, he will definitely not get any benefits!"
Biyuan's heart moved and tried to persuade Luo Hong to stop.
"Looking at your human bones Buddhist beads, Luo will know that even if he explains it to you, you won't understand.
So, you and I should save both our energy.”
Luo Hong shook her head and said, reaching out and taking Biyuan's Nascent Soul into her hand.
For Biyuan, who practiced in Pure Land Sect since childhood, those things that made Luo Hong kill intent have become a natural existence for him.
If you don’t use spells, one of the most difficult things in the world is to pour one thought into the mind of another, especially when two thoughts conflict.
Luo Hong likes to pay attention to efficiency in his work. It is obvious that destroying the Pure Land Sect is much more efficient than educating the Pure Land Sect.
"Wait, did the donor Luo have any misunderstandings? The bones used in this magic weapon are all left over from the practice of sitting and transforming into Buddhas!"
As if he had guessed his next fate, Biyuan finally showed an anxious look and explained in a hurry.
However, when Luo Hong heard this, she had no words.
With his spiritual sense, how could he not sense the material of the Buddha's bones? What he was concerned about was not the string of Buddhist beads, but the human bones and magic tools he saw along the way.
Yes, there is no problem with the bone magic weapon used by the high-level disciples of the Pure Land Sect, but what about those low-level disciples?
Perhaps this was not the case with the former disciples of Pure Land Sect, but now Luo Hong only saw those low-level disciples who were used to skinning mortals as drums, and stripping their bones and shaping their horns.
And these mortals selected are those who have been extracted too much of their wishes and become stupid.
These mortals were taken away by the monks they trusted without crying or making a fuss, and then all disappeared silently.
The tragic situation during this period is simply undescribable in words. It can only be said that the Pure Land Sect moved hell to the human world.
With a slight force of five fingers, Luo Hong was used by Biyuan to perform the soul searching technique.
Although there are many restrictions in the Nascent Soul, Luo Hong smashed it into pieces with a blink of an eye.
Now, Biyuan's memories of her life are presented to Luo Hong.
After some violent search, Luo Hong successfully discovered what he wanted, and her face was gradually covered with surprise.
"How did this guy escape?"
While feeding Qing Feng the collapsed Nascent Soul to Qing Feng, Luo Hong frowned and murmured.
......
Before nightfall, after receiving the instructions from Biyuan, he met a group of low-level monks who fled from Yuejin City.
"What did you say! Master Biyuan and the others have not returned?"
"Ah! Uncle Master is gentle! Every word of my younger generation is true, without any false words.
Today, the masters and ancestors fought against the Luo thieves over the temple. We saw the Buddha's light, the red flames were everywhere in the sky, and the dragon roared and crowed endlessly.
However, until Luo thief slapped the clutches and killed most of his elders, no master appeared to stop him."
The young disciple who was grabbed by the collar of the Denver Cultivator had tears and snot on his face, and he looked completely frightened. He spoke quickly and said the words just now again.
"Have you ever seen the escape light, where did the Luo thief or the masters go?!"
The blue veins on the forehead of Denver Cultivator were bursting, and he couldn't believe the result he guessed.
"Late... I only saw a blue escape light, so... it seems to be heading west!"
The young disciples tried hard to recall the Tao.
It's over! It's over, something big happened!
Jie Denver Cultivator immediately threw the disciple in his hand, and stood there in a daze. After a long time, he remembered the talisman in his arms and hurriedly fled to the teleportation hall.
Half a day later, in the main hall of the Pure Land Sect, the great elder Bi Xiu rubbed the notes in his hand with mixed worries, and instantly a spear of spiritual flames rushed out and burned them to ashes.
"My junior brothers wait, I'm leaving for a moment. Protector Zhou, please step down."
Bi Xiu slowly stood up without changing his face, leaving a group of core elders looking at each other, and flashed into a forbidden area deep in the Pure Land Holy Mountain.
From the surface, this is just an inconspicuous small valley, but unlike other spiritual places in the mountains that are spring-like in all seasons, the place is filled with bleak winds, biting cold, covered with a layer of crystal clear thick ice and snow.
Even Bi Xiu, who was the great elder, did not enter directly, but instead sent a voice in the outer valley with a calm face:
"Fellow Daoist Feng, what we discussed before had an accident. Please see me immediately."
"Accident? Could it be that the Leiyin Sect was caught?
But this is not a big deal. After all, that old monster is dragged down by the sect, can he still come to the door?"
Accompanied by a cold sound, a whirlwind wrapped in snowflakes rolled out from the valley, and then condensed and dispersed, revealing a beautiful woman in white who was over 20 years old.
"Fellow Daoist Feng guessed it well. Someone was indeed coming to the door, but it was not the senior from the Leiyin Sect, but a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator named Luo."
Bi Xiu said something incredible with a serious expression.
How can a late-stage cultivator of Nascent Soul dare to attack a top sect with a long history alone?!
If it were before, Bi Xiu would never believe it, and would only doubt whether this was a strategy to attack the world.
But Biyuan had already reminded him with his life, and he had to take it seriously.
"Hmph! What an accident is this? Are you still afraid of the monk named Luo?
If you can't even deal with a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, then I have to think carefully about whether your Pure Land Sect is qualified to cooperate with my Ice Sea Demon Clan!"
Chapter completed!