I am cultivating immortals in mortal science

Chapter 279 Ghost Mist
Zi Ling's expression darkened. Although she recognized Han Li through the gold-eating worm, the current situation made her think that Han Li could only survive. After all, she had heard about the power of the golden flame.

Not wanting to bear Wen Tianren's anger, Zi Ling could only go against her own heart and fly towards the spirit boat that had been floating quietly.

At this moment, Fan Mengyi was quite anxious. She wasn't worried about Han Li. After all, if Master Han really couldn't handle the golden flame refining, he would definitely ask her master to help him. Now that there is no movement, it shows that everything is still under control. .

What she was worried about was that she would not be able to defeat the other party's female companion, or that the movement of the fight would affect her master.

Just when Fan Mengyi was making a plan and was about to use thunderous means for a quick battle, a strong spatial fluctuation pierced through the forbidden law outside the cabin, and everyone except Han Li, who was wrapped in layers of golden light and divine flames, was staring at him. attracted to the past.

"It's such a strong fluctuation. Could it be that my judgment is wrong, and the celestial phenomenon of this island is related to the birth of treasures?"

Wen Tianren muttered to himself suspiciously, his heart aroused with greed.

This spatial fluctuation quickly subsided, and the next moment, a figure that Wen Tianren was familiar with flew out of the cabin.

"Zhuo Bufan, you are not dead!"

Wen Tianren yelled in horror, feeling that all this was a conspiracy against him, Dang even closed the eight golden mirrors and set them up to escape.

Seeing this, Luo Hong didn't set out to chase after him. Although he had the supernatural power of escaping the five elements, he was several miles away from Wen Tianren, and even continuous teleportation couldn't stop him from escaping.

Just as Wen Tianren was responding to this fluke, the sound of thunder exploded in his ears, and Han Li's figure suddenly appeared.

In an instant, Han Li sacrificed dozens of flying swords, combined into three giant swords, and slashed at Wen Tianren.

Old Devil Han's talisman, the Green Bamboo and Bee Cloud Sword, is made of rare materials, but after all, it has not been refined for a long time, and the power it possesses is not superior to monks of the same rank.

But at this time, Wen Tianren's mana was empty due to continuous driving of the golden flame, and Old Demon Han swallowed the ten thousand year spiritual liquid in the golden flame package, and his mana recovered somewhat compared to before.

Under the ebb and flow, Wen Tianren's strength dropped greatly, and he no longer dared to accept Han Li's sword.

Right now, although the two are still fighting, anyone can see that Wen Tianren's defeat is doomed, and it will be a matter of time before he is beheaded.

Since Old Devil Han can handle it by himself, Luo Hong will not intervene. He looked at the horizon and saw a faint black line coming, so he knew it in his heart.

The moment Zi Ling on the side sensed the aura of Luo Hong's alchemy stage monk, he retreated in a panic and tried to protect himself.

But after seeing Luo Hong's face clearly, she immediately recognized him as one of her family's Ke Qing elders, she couldn't help but feel very settled, and was about to explain, but she saw the strange behavior of the other party not helping Elder Han, but staring into the distance instead.

Zi Ling's heart trembled suddenly, thinking of the real purpose of himself and Wen Tianren coming to this sea area, he couldn't help but follow Luo Hong's line of sight, his pupils shrank immediately, and he said in a startled voice:
"Ghost fog!"

Immediately, Zi Ling sacrificed the flying magic weapon regardless of his manners, and fled to the distance with all his strength.

Her exclamation fell on the ears of many people, and all the low-ranking monks around her suddenly panicked, as if there were evil spirits chasing after them, and tried their best to flee away.

Han Li, who had just cut off Wen Tianren's head and collected his storage bag, also heard Zi Ling's exclamation, turned his head and saw the ghost fog that was tumbling forward at high speed, his heart felt cold, and he shouted:
"Brother!"

"Don't worry about being a brother, junior brother, you go!"

Luo Hong pretended that she didn't know that there would be a ghost fog coming, and after shouting at Old Demon Han, she grabbed Fan Mengyi's shoulder and flew towards Xiaogu where Yuan Yao was casting a spell.

At this moment, Senior Brother is actually thinking of saving Fellow Daoist Yuan!
There was no time to persuade, Han Li gritted his teeth and fled away.

Under Luo Hong's all-out escape, the two soon came to Xiaogu.

After landing, Fan Mengyi finally had a chance to speak, and she immediately said:
"Master, the ghost fog is the strangest natural disaster in the Chaotic Star Sea. The monks swallowed by it, no matter what their cultivation level, have never appeared again. Let's run away!"

"It's too late!"

Taking advantage of the influence of the ghost fog's ban on magic power and spiritual consciousness, Luo Hong took out a pre-prepared sympathy talisman, stuck it on Fan Mengyi's shoulder, and activated it.

Fan Mengyi immediately felt a wonderful connection between himself and his master, as if the breath of the two had merged into one.

"Take out the flying sword! Stay where you are!"

After leaving a sentence, Luo Hong's figure flickered, and she passed through the prohibition circle arranged by Yuan Yao at the fastest speed, and headed towards the altar.

Just halfway through, Luo Hong suddenly felt his physical body sink, all the mana in his meridians was pushed back to his dantian, and all his spiritual energy dissipated.

The brilliance of the forbidden law around him faded instantly, and Luo Hong subconsciously wanted to use her spiritual sense to investigate, but found that her powerful spiritual sense was tightly imprisoned in the Niwan Palace, and could not be separated from her body.

The resurrection technique was also naturally affected, the dark cloud of Yin Qi in the sky with a diameter of more than ten miles dissipated, and the spell was interrupted irresistibly.

Fortunately, Luo Hong knew this was the result, so she didn't waste any time because of doubts. She performed lightness kung fu purely with her strong physical body, and her speed was still astonishing.

In just two or three breaths, he came to the bottom of the altar, just in time to see Yuan Yao who was injured and crumbling because of the sudden interruption of casting.

Luo Hong dodges and hugs Yuan Yao into her arms so that she won't fall off the altar.

Because of the barriers and her concentration on casting spells, Yuan Yao didn't know anything about the outside world.

As the ghost fog approached, the cultivator instantly became a mortal. She was terrified by her unprecedented weakness, but the sudden warm embrace calmed her panicked heart.

Yuan Yao looked up, and it was the expected face.

Yuan Yao's eyes were full of doubts, but Luo Hong didn't have time to explain one by one, so she simply said:
"Ghost fog!"

As soon as these two words came out, as long as they were cultivators in Chaotic Star Sea, they could understand the seriousness of the matter.

"then you."

Yuan Yao's expression changed drastically immediately, and she was about to say something, but was ruthlessly interrupted by Luo Hong.

"There is no time, you take this thing, and you must carry it with you at any time in the future!"

Luo Hong stuffed the sky-replenishing stone that she had been holding in her hand into Yuan Yao's hand, and explained solemnly.

At this moment, the sky-replenishing stone is covered with small blood-red runes, and the spatial fluctuations that were originally released are now circulating in some form.

Before Yuan Yao understood what happened, she felt a huge suction force, and she was thrown backwards.

She looked towards the source of the suction, and saw a black mist covering the entire sky.

Is this the legendary ghost fog? !

Yuan Yao couldn't help looking back at Luo Hong, her eyes were full of horror, because in the legend of Luan Xinghai, the ghost fog represented death.

"Don't lose what I gave you!"

Luo Hong only had time to say this before he was swallowed by the black mist, and a low roar came from his ears.

The loud voice echoed in Luo Hong's skull, making him unable to perceive everything around him.

This painful torture only lasted for a moment, and Luo Hong felt a sense of weightlessness, and the whole body fell straight down.

At this time, he subconsciously wanted to mobilize his mana to fly up again, but the golden core in his dantian didn't respond at all.

With a "crack", Luo Hong fell into a slippery mess.

Originally, there was no mana body protection, and there would be many adverse reactions to forcible teleportation, including severe pain all over the body, dizziness, etc. However, Luo Hong has used his physical body to break through the space wall, so naturally he will not feel the slightest discomfort at this time.

(End of this chapter)