I Try To Become An Immortal Through Mortal Science Chapter 861

  Chapter 861 Seeing a foreign race for the first time

  The dantian was pierced through, and the magic power in the meridians of the cultivator surnamed Xiao suddenly collapsed, and the gray glow from the vase also fell back.

   After Qingfeng invaded, the Yuanshen confrontation between Huashen Yuanying and Qingyu Demon began immediately.

  The cultivator surnamed Xiao had to withdraw all his consciousness to deal with the extremely dangerous confrontation of primordial spirits, so whether it was the six-party vase or the green flag, they lost control at this time and quickly fell to the ground.

  Facing the Nascent Soul of a monk of the same rank, even if Qing Feng is an extraterrestrial demon, he can't easily swallow him, and Luo Hong can't wait now either.

  After losing the supply of mana, the giant tornado covering the battlefield is rapidly weakening. Once the scarface monk notices the situation in the eye of the wind, he will definitely take action to prevent Luo Hong from killing the monk surnamed Xiao.

   But if he doesn't swallow the Nascent Soul of cultivator Xiao, he won't be able to know the person behind this guy, and he will definitely have trouble sleeping and eating in the future.

  Thinking of this, Luo Hong's eyes narrowed, and immediately pinched out a formula with his left hand, and the five-color peacock pattern on his chest immediately lit up.

  Suddenly, the five-color glow on his body surged and condensed into an illusory five-color peacock figure!

  I saw that the magic formula in Luo Hong's hand changed, and the five-color peacock dharma figure opened its mouth and spit out a beam of colorful light, which went straight into the dantian of monk surnamed Xiao.

"what!"

   A scream sounded.

  The monk Yuanying surnamed Xiao who was fighting fiercely with Qingfeng was covered by this colorful beam of light, and the five-element mana in the Yuanying poured out violently, so fast that it almost tore the Yuanying itself.

   "The blood of the true spirit! This is the method you have been hiding!"

  With the disintegration of the magic power of the five elements, the strength of the Nascent Soul of the monk surnamed Xiao was greatly reduced, and he himself knew that he would not escape the doom, so he was distracted and roared unwillingly.

  However, Qing Feng was not kind enough to let the fat in his mouth have a chance to say his last words, so he immediately rushed forward, biting wildly for a while before devouring it completely.

   "Search this person's memory in recent days to see who he has been in contact with!"

  In order to weaken the Nascent Soul of monk surnamed Xiao as quickly as possible, Luo Hong took the risk of using the real spirit method, and ordered Qing Feng to say while hastily put away the magic power.

  Qing Feng also knew that time was running out, so he tried his best to refine the remnants of the Nascent Soul in his body, but after a few breaths, he heard him whisper:

   "Strange, this person has no recent memory at all. The last memory was three hundred years ago, and the memory after that is blank!"

   "The memory of more than three hundred years has disappeared?!"

  Luo Hong was startled when he heard the words, and subconsciously guessed that someone had left a restriction in the Nascent Soul of monk Xiao. Qing Feng's soul search touched the restriction, and then erased his three hundred years of memory.

   "No! No! It's impossible for the prohibition to activate without any movement. This person's Nascent Soul has other problems!"

   Turning her mind, Luo Hong couldn't help but think of what was wrong with the other party before, especially the extremely extraordinary attainments of the Five Elements.

After flickering his eyes twice, he suddenly turned his head to look at the green flag that was quietly planted on the ground at this moment, and then stretched out his hand to take a picture without saying a word, causing the flag to turn into a stream of light and fly in front of him .

During this period, there was nothing unusual about this flag-like spiritual treasure, until Luo Hong stretched out his pitch-black right hand towards it, a three-inch-tall green villain suddenly escaped from the flagpole, and went straight to Luo Hong's dantian. go.

   There is no doubt that this guy wants to try to seize the house!

  However, at this moment, a thin layer of five-color glow suddenly appeared on Luo Hong's body surface, and the cyan little man bumped into it, as if hitting a steel plate, making his body made of spiritual light tremble.

   Immediately, the five-color glow rolled back and immediately wrapped it in a spirit ball of just the right size.

  After seeing this villain, most of the doubts in Luo Hong's mind were immediately resolved, and Dang Shi stretched out spells one after another from both hands, so that the five-color spirit ball that wrapped the villain quickly changed into a close-fitting armor.

   Realizing that he had been tampered with, the cyan villain suddenly panicked, but he opened and closed his mouth, completely unable to control his body, and fled back into the blue banner.

   Afterwards, the flag flashed its light and returned to the hands of the living body of the cultivator surnamed Xiao.

"wake up!"

  After a command with magic power came out of Luo Hong's mouth, the closed eyelids of monk surnamed Xiao jumped, and soon he lifted his head and opened his eyes.

   Looking at his expression, it was exactly the same as before being swallowed by the Nascent Soul, but due to blood loss, his complexion was a little paler.

   Looking at the blood hole in his stomach again, Luo Hong raised his hand and shot a green beam of light at it.

  I saw that as soon as the green beam of light sank into the body of monk surnamed Xiao, the flesh of his wound rolled up, and after a while, he recovered as before.

   Then the monk surnamed Xiao pinched with one hand, urging the restraint of the vestment on his body, and even the damaged clothes were restored to their original appearance.

At this moment, the giant tornado enveloping the battlefield has already weakened by half. Luo Hong didn't dare to delay. After taking the six-party vase on the ground and putting it away, she pushed out a palm from a distance, and it was printed on the monk Xiao's face. chest.

  Suddenly, the cultivator surnamed Xiao flew out like a shooting star with bleeding from his mouth and nose, crashing straight through the wall of the tornado, and smashed into the earth and rocks after collapsing a mountain.

   "Brother Xiao!"

  The woman in yellow immediately exclaimed when she saw this, wishing she could step forward to check immediately.

   Immediately afterwards, everyone outside saw a pitch-black ghost hand blasting the wind wall out of a huge hole of a hundred feet, and Luo Hong flew out with a very weak breath.

   "Thanks to fellow Daoist Xiao for giving way, Luo won this match."

   "No! This is impossible! How could Brother Xiao lose to you!"

  The woman in yellow couldn't accept the authenticity when she heard the words.

   "To be able to beat Qingming Shenfeng, fellow daoist Luo is really amazing, Bai admires it!"

  Although the white-robed young man was equally astonished, he did not lose his composure like the yellow-clothed woman, and immediately bowed his hands in praise.

   "Hehe, unexpected, Lao Jiao lost money this time.

   Take it, this is the pass token of the spirit land! "

   After looking carefully at Luo Hong's eyes, the scar-faced monk gloated and threw out a sapphire token.

  The word "Cuilong" is written on the front of this decree, but on the back is a number, which obviously corresponds to the spiritual land Luo Hong picked.

   "Senior, the battle for the spiritual land is not over yet. Luo Mou just took the token, will it break the rules?"

   It stands to reason that Luo Hong still needs to fight with the woman in yellow, and only after defeating her can she get the access token.

   "Fellow Daoist Luo's resentment is not small, but you have also vented your anger at that surnamed Xiao, and Ban advises you to let that girl go, otherwise you will make an enemy for nothing.

   When you go out to patrol, I'm afraid you won't be able to feel at ease. "

  The scarface monk shook his head and persuaded.

  He is very aware of the strength of the woman in yellow. Even though Luo Hong's breath is much weaker now, if she really fights, she may not even have the chance to admit defeat, and she will be trampled on the spot.

  The scar-faced monk has some friendship with the purple-robed man, so naturally he would not let this happen.

   "Naturally, Luo doesn't dare to stroke Senior Lianxu's beard, but this time Luo has ruined his plan. I'm afraid that even if Luo wants to give in, that senior will still make things difficult for him!"

  Luo Hong held the sapphire token in his hand, and said with a wry smile.

   "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Luo, Tianyuan City's superficial rules may be flexible, but the hidden rules are not allowed to be violated.

  Ban's old friend wants to help his nephew win a piece of spiritual land in a hundred years, so he can't do too much.

   After all, if things get serious, Ban will also be implicated. "

  The black-box operation is already disgusting. If it fails, it will be attacked maliciously. If it is spread out, it will arouse public outrage. The purple-robed man may be willing to take risks because of his anger, but the scar-faced monk has only a reason to stop it.

   While speaking, the monk surnamed Xiao flew up unsteadily, his embarrassed appearance and extremely weak breath made people worry that he would fall into the realm in the next second.

   "Brother Xiao, how is your injury? This is grass for pills, take it quickly!"

  The woman in yellow immediately went up to meet her and asked with concern.

  The relationship between her and the monk surnamed Xiao is not just a transaction.

   "Thank you for the medicine. Xiao will go back home to heal his wounds immediately. Xiao will explain the matter to Senior Jiao later. Let's go first!"

  After taking the medicine bottle, the monk surnamed Xiao hurriedly explained a sentence, and then flew away towards the exit of the secret realm, not giving the woman in yellow a chance to pester her at all.

   "Brother Xiao, wait for me!"

  The woman in yellow completely forgot about the battle at this moment, and flew away immediately after.

   "Hehe, it seems that Lao Jiao will have to worry about it in the future."

  The scar-faced monk shook his head, turned his palm and took out a token, and sent everyone back to the original room as soon as he was urged by mana.

  The young man in white robe saw that the battle for the spiritual land was completely over, and the scar-faced monk had disappeared, so he stepped forward to make acquaintance with Luo Hong.

   "Fellow Daoist Bai really has a bold temper. If Luo Mou usually wants to have a few drinks with you, but Luo Mou is injured now and needs to go back to the residence quickly to recuperate, so I won't accompany you any longer."

  Luo Hong has other important matters at this time, so she doesn't want to waste time on the young man in white robe.

   "It is true that Bai did not think carefully, so we will talk about it another day."

  The young man in white robe didn't force it at the moment, and handed him off.

  After a slight nod towards him, Luo Hong turned into a blue ray of light and left Guangwu Pavilion, returning to the temporary residence on the first floor of Feiling Hall without stopping.

  After unlocking the restriction in the house, Luo Hong immediately took out a few pills and took them, sitting cross-legged on the bed to refine them.

  Using the power of the true spirit and dharma requires the vitality of the heavens and the earth. His weak breath at the moment is not pretending, but it is really wasting a lot.

   It took about a day for Luo Hong to restore her mana to its peak. At this time, the ban outside the house detected a monk's breath.

   Clearly, someone is visiting!

   Luo Hong was not surprised by this, immediately stopped the exercise, and waved to open the restriction on the door.

  Only hearing a "squeak", a figure wrapped himself extremely tightly entered the room.

  Luo Hong got up from the bed, and while walking towards the visitor, she waved her hand and closed the door again.

   "Sit down, Fellow Daoist Xiao, we need to have a good talk."

  Accompanied by Luo Hong's plain words, the visitor obediently sat down at the tea table, and a flash of inspiration revealed his true face. It was the cultivator surnamed Xiao who was killed by Luo Hong the day before.

   "You kill me, I won't say anything!"

  The monk surnamed Xiao said decisively, the moment he was captured, he had no hope of surviving.

   "Hehe, don't be so absolute, even if you want to die, Luo won't kill the unknown, and your origin is not hard to guess, right? You are the spirit general of the spirit clan."

  Luo Hong jokingly picked up the teacup and said.

  The characteristics of the cyan villain are too obvious, and only the Spirit Race, a branch of the Spirit Race, can look like him.

  The cultivator surnamed Xiao in front of him is just a puppet, and his body is the blue-faced banner!

  Hearing the words "Qi Lingzu", the expression of monk surnamed Xiao changed a little, but he remained silent.

  Luo Hong was not in a hurry when he saw this, anyway, he had already used the five elements of magneto-optic to control the opponent to death, and in the end it really didn't work, at worst, he would make Qing Feng work harder.

  But searching for the soul is just a second plan, and he has other plans at the moment.

   After taking a sip of tea, Luo Hong took out the six-party treasure bottle from his treasure bag with a thought, and said coldly:

   "You made this treasure so unfamiliar, it must not be your own spiritual treasure, it was specially borrowed to deal with Luo, right?

  You said, if Luo Mou controls you to stay in your residence to heal your wounds and doesn't return the treasure, will the person who borrowed the treasure come to ask for it? "

   "You are asking for your own death!"

   A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the cultivator surnamed Xiao, and he warned angrily.

   "Suicide? That's not necessarily the case.

  Luo does not need to do this alone, as long as you are sent to the Alien Hall, there will be a cultivator who will take over the plan, and your companion or superior will also be found out by then!

  Wait a minute, it seems that the Palace of Foreign Spirits is not safe. You can lurk in Tianyuan City for three hundred years, and there may be spies from your spirit race in the Palace of Foreign Spirits.

   Otherwise, with your cultivation base, you cannot escape some detection methods.

  Hehe, it's better to hand you over to me and other seniors among the Ascension Cultivators. Such a great achievement must be able to exchange a lot of Miechen Pills! "

   Luo Hong observed the expression of the monk surnamed Xiao, while planning in front of him.

   "What the **** are you trying to do?!"

  Cultivator surnamed Xiao is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that he will implicate that lord. After all, their Spirit Race paid a huge price for letting that lord lurk into Tianyuan City.

  If it was broken in his hands, then he would be a sinner of the Spirit Race.

  Even though the possibility was not great, he still didn't dare to gamble, so he had to gradually fall into Luo Hong's trap.

   "Luo is the first generation of Ascension Cultivator, and he doesn't have much affection for this Tianyuan City. Although the credit for uncovering you Spirit Race spies is not small, it must involve the existence of the Void Refining Realm, and the danger is too great.

  So, it's not impossible for Luo to act as if he doesn't know anything. First of all, it depends on whether your next answer can satisfy Luo. "

  Luo Hong didn't press too hard, and gave you a little hope for monk Xiao at the right time. After a short pause, he asked the first question:

   "Tell me, what's your real name?!"

   "Xu Feng, a mid-level Spirit General of the Spirit Race."

  Xu Feng's tone was low and authentic.

   "Very well, it looks like we've at least got off to a good start."

  The corners of Luo Hong's mouth slightly hooked.

  He knew very well that as long as the other party started, he would talk more and more.

  (end of this chapter)

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