I am cultivating immortals in mortal science

Chapter 1745 Fall
Since she is a guardian, Mu Yanhong certainly cannot leave Luo Hong's side.

As for those hunted Eastern Wilderness monks, whether they believed it or not was not the key. They had already fallen into a desperate situation and had no other choice.

When they suddenly received the message, everyone who was fleeing was startled, wondering if this was a trap.

But unfortunately, their luck was really bad. Since they separated from Meng Tianxing, they had encountered three groups of blood demons in succession, and now the fourth group came.

The pursuers from the Western Wilderness did not stop to deal with Meng Tianxing. They just split their forces slightly and continued to chase him without stopping.

"Don't worry about that anymore, just fly over there immediately!"

Everyone worked together, and although they killed the group of blood demons in an instant, they were inevitably delayed for a moment.

Seeing that the pursuers were approaching, they ignored their worries and immediately changed the direction of their flight.

Noticing their movements, the Western Wilderness monks who were chasing them couldn't help but feel suspicious.

One of them immediately frowned and said:

"Something is wrong. There is no stronghold in the East Desert in that direction. Even if there is a hidden teleportation array, they won't have time to activate it because we are chasing them so fast."

"Haha, maybe you're just trying to save the situation?"

The other laughed disdainfully.

"Don't be careless, Fellow Daoist Yuan, please use the Qingming Mirror to check it out."

The tiger-eyed man in the lead hesitated for a moment, then spoke to an old man in black beside him.

"no problem."

The old man in black agreed immediately after hearing this, and then took out a precious mirror that was emitting green fairy light.

With a slight activation, green fairy light was projected out from the mirror, condensing into an illusory image in front of everyone.

This image first showed a group of Eastern Wilderness monks fleeing in the front, and then it quickly extended in the direction they were flying.

In the blink of an eye, the land in the image spanned thousands of miles.

Nearly ten breaths later, something worthy of their attention appeared in the image. They saw two monks, a man and a woman, flying above a blood-red valley.

The young man in black was obviously casting a spell to collect the blood mist in the valley, while the fairy girl beside him looked like she was protecting him.

"There are people who are responding. How good are their skills?"

The tiger-eyed man frowned slightly and asked immediately.

"That young man in black is a late True Immortal, and that female immortal... Eh? This old man's magic mirror can't detect it!"

Halfway through the spell, the old man in black suddenly looked surprised.

“I can’t find anything strange. The power of your Qingming Mirror becomes weaker the farther away you are.

Across hundreds of thousands of miles like this, if the young man was not casting a spell, you would not be able to detect his cultivation level.

In my opinion, since the female fairy is so close to protect the Dharma, her cultivation must be lower than that young man's!"

Immediately, a true immortal in the crowd, who did not want the old man in black to have all the glory, spoke up.

"That's right. Even if there are mistakes, Fellow Daoist Shen and Fellow Daoist Wu are not afraid of them with their strength!"

Immediately afterwards, someone else took the opportunity to flatter him.

Now the war on the front line has reached a stalemate, so the only place where you can gain military merit is this area along the East Desert Coast.

Such a lucrative job, which not only enables one to gain military merit but also takes the opportunity to plunder in the Eastern Wilderness, will naturally not fall into the hands of ordinary True Immortals.

In fact, in their team, in addition to the tiger-eyed man in the lead who was a late-stage True Immortal from the Chongshui Sect, there was also a giant man about ten feet tall who was a late-stage True Immortal from the Huangtu Sect.

Therefore, even if they discovered Luo Hong's cultivation level, they did not feel any fear at this moment.

On the contrary, they had planned to use the people in front to dig out one or two secret strongholds in the Eastern Wilderness.

Otherwise, with their level of cultivation, they would not have allowed these people to escape for so long.

Although the current situation was not entirely within their expectations, it was still a gain.

"In that case, let's keep our distance. After they meet up, we'll surround them fiercely!"

Thinking of the large number of people on his side, the man with tiger eyes immediately felt relieved and gave orders to everyone.

Everyone felt that a huge amount of military merit was coming towards them, and they responded happily.

A few hours later, the group of monks from the East Wasteland finally fled to the Blood River Valley in a miserable state.

Unable to wait to probe his spiritual sense, the True Immortal of Ruiguang Sect shouted:

"Senior, where are you? Please come and save me!"

"Come this way."

A calm female voice then sounded.

Everyone immediately looked in the direction of the sound and saw a gorgeous fairy in red clothes and red lips flying beside a young man in black clothes.

After using their spiritual eyes to see the face of the female fairy clearly, everyone's hearts couldn't help but skip a beat, because among the various sects in their Eastern Wilderness, there was no Golden Immortal senior with such a look.

"Ah, it's Daoist Friend Mo! Daoist Friend Mo, help me!"

At this time, the fairy in Songhe Tower saw Luo Hong's appearance clearly, and the disappointment in her heart immediately turned into surprise. She flew towards Luo Hong without saying a word.

Luo Hong was not surprised to hear the woman's shout. After all, she was wearing the attire of an elder of Songhe Tower, so it was natural for her to recognize him.

At the same time, he had no intention of responding. The blood poison in the Blood River Valley was almost completely collected, and he didn't want to be distracted.

"Is it him?!"

Upon hearing this, the True Immortals of Ruiguang Sect and Liuhuo Sect couldn't help but think of someone. After looking at each other, they flew over in surprise.

Although they had been defending on the front line before, they had also heard of Mo Bufan's name.

But before the two sides could meet together, a huge beam of light enveloping twelve figures came flying at high speed.

After blocking everyone's heads for an instant, it suddenly exploded and turned into twelve streams of light, which fell around everyone and formed an encirclement.

"How can it be so fast?!"

The True Immortal of Liuhuo Sect was shocked when he saw this. He didn't expect that the pursuers behind him could escape at such an astonishing speed.

"Haha, you two Daoists look so unfamiliar. I wonder which sect in the Eastern Wasteland you are from?"

Seeing that his plan had succeeded, the man with tiger eyes slowly bowed to Luo Hong and the others.

"Husband, what should we do with these people?"

Mu Yanhong curled the corners of her mouth, ignored the group of Western Wasteland Immortals, and looked at Luo Hong beside her and asked.

"what?"

Luo Hong couldn't help but tremble at her sweet voice and was filled with surprise and confusion, but he understood after thinking about it.

"Fairy Mu, there's no need to perform this play so early, right?"

Although they had already agreed to pretend to be a Taoist couple, Luo Hong thought that would be something they would do after arriving at Shang'a Continent, but he did not expect Mu Yanhong to suddenly start acting out the act.

"It's only a matter of time anyway, so there's nothing wrong with getting familiar with each other.

And Brother Mo, don’t you think this is interesting?”

Mu Yanhong immediately replied in a joyful tone.

"Really? Fine then."

After being surprised for just a moment, Luo Hong immediately thought of the Rakshasa Law that this woman was practicing.

To put it in a broader sense, this law is to disrupt yin and yang and reverse the great principles; to put it in a narrower sense, it is simply deceiving people.

Since this woman was able to comprehend this law, she must be a person who enjoys this way. It is not surprising that she would have such thoughts.

"It depends on my wife's mood."

Luo Hong immediately got into the role, just replied in a deep voice, and continued to concentrate on driving the blood gourd.

Such a contemptuous attitude naturally made the tiger-eyed man and others very angry, and they thought that this Taoist couple really thought they were made of mud!
But before they could say anything harsh, Mu Yanhong had already quietly activated her magical powers.

With a "puff" sound, the head of a True Immortal from the Western Wilderness exploded like a watermelon, and he died instantly.

"Friend Wu Dao, what are you doing?!"

The other True Immortals of the Western Wasteland were all shocked and furious when watching this scene, because the one who did the killing was not a cultivator from the Eastern Wasteland, but the only True Immortal cultivator in the late stage among them - Wu Qiankun!

I saw that the giant was wearing a set of thick rock armor, and there was a red and white area on his right hand.

Obviously, it was he who suddenly attacked and crushed the head of one of his companions.

"kill!"

Hearing the others' questions, Wu Qiankun did not hesitate at all. He shouted loudly and rushed towards the other Western Wasteland Immortal.

"Damn it, he's crazy, stop him!"

"Fellow Daoist Lin, let's join forces. Why are you stabbing me, Fellow Daoist Lin?"

"Don't! Brother Wang, don't come over here!"

Wu Qiankun's loss of control was just the beginning.

Soon, under the dual suppression of Mu Yanhong's laws and her primordial spirit, all the True Immortals of the Western Wasteland who had not cultivated their primordial spirits confused friend and foe and began to frantically attack the people around them.

As a result, the scene immediately became extremely chaotic, and these Western Wilderness True Immortals suffered heavy casualties in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Luo Hong was not surprised at all, but those Eastern Wilderness cultivators could not help but widen their eyes, unable to believe what was happening before their eyes, and an inexplicable fear arose in their hearts.

"It's a pity if they all died. After this battle, my Liuhuo Sect is in ruins and needs manpower to rebuild."

Having said this, Mu Yanhong retracted the Rakshasa's bewitching magic, allowing all the surviving True Immortals of the Western Wasteland to regain their consciousness.

Then, she pointed her sword, and countless tiny red sword lights shot out as nimbly as swimming fish, easily breaking through all the defensive means of the Western Wilderness True Immortals and piercing into their bodies.

Suddenly, small red crystal swords appeared on the bodies of the five tiger-eyed men, with only the hilt of each sword exposed.

The next moment, the Rakshasa Law erupted in their bodies, instantly disrupting the immortal energy in their bodies, making them unable to use any means.

"You you are the Golden Immortal Dao Master!"

Mu Yanhong did not deliberately conceal her aura when she attacked. The man with tiger eyes sensed this powerful immortal energy and immediately understood why he and others had lost so miserably.

Who could have thought that they would run into the Golden Immortal Taoist Master of the Eastern Wilderness on their first action!
But that’s not right. Didn’t Master Dao say that all the Golden Immortal cultivators in the Eastern Wilderness were stuck on the front lines?
"That's impossible. You are only at the late stage of True Immortal!"

The old man in black wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with difficulty, still unwilling to accept his fate and shouted at Luo Hong.

“So what if Mo is a late True Immortal?
Ma’am, I don’t like this guy.”

Luo Hong was putting away the blood-colored gourd. Upon hearing this, his face darkened and he spoke in a cold voice.

"Hehe, I understand."

After covering her mouth with her hands and giving a sweet giggle, Mu Yanhong immediately turned her sword and solved the problem.

Seeing the old man in black end up like this, the remaining four people lowered their heads in resignation and said no more.

"Where are you from? How is the war going on in Huanglan Continent now?"

After putting away the blood-colored gourd, Luo Hong asked the group of Eastern Wasteland cultivators.

The True Immortal of Liuhuo Sect was about to answer when he heard this, but was interrupted by the female immortal of Songhe Tower who suddenly came to her senses.

"Friend Mo Dao, Elder Meng stayed behind to stop the enemy so that we could escape. Go and save him!"

"What! Lead the way quickly!"

Luo Hong frowned immediately and gave the order directly.

An incense stick later, above a blood forest, Meng Tianxing panted heavily, looking at the three Western Wasteland Immortals who surrounded him but dared not step forward, and could not help but sneer:

"You little brat from the Western Wasteland, are you afraid of me, Grandpa Meng? Who else can take my sword?"

"Humph! Your immortal essence is about to burn out, why should we risk going forward?"

One of the True Immortals from the Western Wasteland said indignantly.

If it was a fair fight, he would definitely be able to defeat the old man in front of him, but unfortunately the other party had lived long enough and swallowed the Fenyuan Pill, which caused his combat power to greatly increase.

As a result, they had to work together as a team of three to suppress it without suffering much damage.

"Well, you two can all take my last blow together."

Seeing that the three men did not take the bait, Meng Tianxing did not force it. He just wanted to shine in the end and did not necessarily want to kill anyone.

However, at this moment, an extremely powerful sword energy suddenly flew over from the sky at a high speed, startling him and interrupting his spell.

"Oh no, it's the aura of a golden immortal, run away!"

The three Western Wasteland Immortals turned pale at this moment, screaming and trying to flee separately.

But with their speed, how could they escape from the Golden Immortal Sword Qi?
Soon, the three men were cut down from the air by three huge red sword lights, and their breath was gone.

The next moment, Luo Hong, Mu Yanhong and the fairy from Songhe Tower appeared in front of Meng Tianxing.

It took him a moment to realize what had happened.

"Haha, Mo boy, I didn't expect that I would be saved by you again."

After sighing, Meng Tianxing looked at Mu Yanhong who had just retracted her flying sword, blinked hard, and asked with a slightly surprised look:
“This is Fairy Mu, right? You actually broke through to the Golden Immortal level?!”

“She was originally a Golden Immortal cultivator, but she recovered her cultivation not long ago.

Mr. Meng, please don't say anything yet. Let me take a look at your condition."

After quickly answering Meng Tianxing's question, Luo Hong stepped forward, grabbed his wrist, and began to check the condition inside his body.

But after just a moment, Luo Hong's brows were furrowed.

"It's useless. I took the Fen Yuan Pill. At this point, it's too late to save him!"

At this moment, Meng Tianxing smiled and patted Luo Hong on the shoulder, obviously having already put his own death aside.

“Husband, the Fen Yuan Dan is overbearing. There is no hope.”

Seeing Luo Hong's unhappy expression, Mu Yanhong sighed and tried to persuade him.

"Huh? You two have become a couple?!"

However, upon hearing this, Meng Tianxing's eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, and he grabbed Luo Hong's right arm which was being retracted with his backhand.

Seeing Luo Hong nod, the old man immediately said in ecstasy:

"Haha, there really is always a way out!"

(End of this chapter)