I have a thousand times drop rate

After Luo He finished speaking, he turned and left the Luo family meeting hall.

Many disciples retreated, and the meeting hall was deserted at the moment, only Luozong father and son, and a few close confidants were in charge.

"Snapped……"

With one palm, the table trembled violently.

Recalling Luohe's arrogant attitude before, Luocheng was furious, and he couldn't get angry at all.

"Bastard, hateful boy, you are really deceiving people too much."

As he spoke, he stood up from his seat and shouted: "No, this matter can't be settled like this, I have to find that kid to settle it."

But just as he was about to take a step, the blood shadow flashed, and an ear scraper slapped him over, knocking him down to the ground, causing blood to drip from the corner of his mouth.

"Luo Wushang, what do you want to do, what do you want to do by beating me?" Looking at the person who made the attack, Luo Cheng was furious, and just about to get up to resist, there was a flash of blood in his stool, before he could see the figure clearly, Luo Wushang had already teleported, come before him.

Then pinched his palms, pinched his neck and said coldly: "Why, do you still want to fight with me?"

The murderous aura is compelling and breathtaking.

Luo Cheng has no doubts that as long as he really dares to do something, the guy in front of him who is related to him by blood will definitely cut his neck without hesitation.

Immediately hearing the cold words, his stimulated body froze, and his original resisting movements also slumped.

Seeing this scene, Luo Wushang sneered, with a look of disdain: "Hmph, useless trash."

Glancing at Luo Zong again, he said, "Thanks to the fact that you have spent so much thought and resources on him these years, it turned out to be a good thing. You have cultivated such a man, who has a pitiful cultivation base, but is still a waste just like you."

"Bastard, you can insult me, but you are not allowed to insult father like this..." Hearing these words, Luo Cheng flew into a rage, and was just about to burst out with anger and resist with his hands, but at this time, another slap was slapped on the cheek superior.

The direct hit caused his whole body's true energy to collapse, his meridians were in severe pain, and he didn't even have the strength to resist for a while.

Luo Wushang stepped on his cheek, condescendingly and coldly said: "I insulted him, what can you do to me, a waste like you?"

The words said Luo Cheng was gnashing his teeth, and Luo Zong hurriedly wanted to pull Luo Wushang away, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake him at all.

At this time, Luo Wushang continued: "To tell you the truth, I've become impatient to take care of your family's bad affairs these years."

"For the sake of my dead mother, I dealt with this kid for you the last time. As long as this kid goes to participate in the selection of the town guard, he is basically finished."

"The selection of the Demon Guards is the top priority in Heishui City. It is the dream of countless top disciples. This kid's cultivation and participation in it is simply courting death."

"With his cultivation base, it is doubtful whether he can enter the Demon Suppressing Palace on the top of the mountain, not to mention advancing to the next level."

"Especially, that guy named Hai will participate this year."

As the words were spoken, he glanced at the two of them and left with a cold snort.

Only the ground Luocheng was left in Luo Zong's arms, clenched his fists tightly at this moment, allowing the blood from the corner of his mouth to drip onto the ground, the face facing the ground was completely distorted.

……

However, Luo He naturally wouldn't know about Luo Zong's family affairs.

He made an agreement with Luo Wushang that on the second day, he would head directly towards the Demon Suppressing Palace on the top of Fumo Mountain.

The mountain gate from Luo's house followed the spacious streets and traveled for seven or eight miles southwest of Heishui City, and successfully reached the foot of Fumo Mountain.

At the moment at the foot of the mountain, Luo Xiaoxiao held Luohe's arm tightly, her big eyes were flooded with mist, and her little face was full of reluctance.

Next to him, Luoyang also glanced at the huge black palace towering over Fumo Mountain above his head, and said with a worried expression, "Xiaohe, have you made up your mind, do you really have to go up?"

"You know, this battle for suppressing the demon palace is no more than a family fight. Talents from different families gather and compete with each other. It is very dangerous. Every year, people are buried in it, but it is difficult for a few people to pass."

Luo He smiled and said, "Naturally, I've already thought about it. Could it be that, do you think I, Luo He, are inferior to him, Luo Wushang?"

Asked in one sentence, seeing Luo He being so proud, Luo Yang was speechless.

Immediately Luohe laughed, rubbed the little boy's head and said: "Don't worry, it's just a small matter. I'll come back as soon as I go. You can find a stall to eat and wait for my good news."

After finishing speaking, he took the clothes and luggage that Luoyang handed over, and walked towards the mountain.

Fumo Mountain is located in the center of Heishui City.

Its mountain is two thousand feet high, although it is not high, but the whole body of the mountain is blood red, as if an unknown icy power is bred in it, so that it is icy cold when approaching here.

On the mountain to wait for, it was midsummer, and the wind was still howling, and the frost was criss-crossing.

"Squeaky..."

After walking up less than a hundred meters, the creaking sound can be heard endlessly.

A large piece of white ice slag and frost flowers unexpectedly condensed on the hard topaz armor.

The temperature dropped so rapidly that the icy slag kept falling while breathing.

Ordinary people would definitely freeze to death if they were in it.

However, warriors absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth and temper themselves. Their physical bodies are comparable to gold and iron swords, but they are invulnerable to water and fire, so naturally they will not be afraid of such injuries.

In particular, Luohe's physical strength has reached [-] oxen. As the best of them, there is no need to care about such a harsh environment.

Every time the strong qi and blood flow in the body, it is as if there is hot magma flowing in the meridians, making the body red and hot, so that the cold frost has not touched the body, and it will be steamed into hot true qi up.

"That's all. It seems that the warm clothes that Luoyang kindly prepared this time will not be needed by me." While speaking, he immediately put the clothes into the storage space.

However, he is so relaxed and comfortable, but others can't.

The selection of Zhenmowei, the disciples of all schools yearn for.

He is not the only one who goes up the mountain naturally.

Although the cold wind was bitter, there were countless silhouettes of disciples clad in thick fur on the road circling up the mountain, resisting the powerful wind and snow blowing from the top of the mountain, and moving forward with difficulty.

Luohe was watching all this, but there was a clatter of horseshoes coming from behind.

Where did the horse come from on the mountain?
What's more, in such a harsh environment?

Luohe was still wondering, the next moment, a strong wind blew in.

Looking back, I saw a three-meter-long, snow-white creature that looked like a horse, but with a pair of ice crystal-like antlers on its head, coming from a terrifying snowstorm.

The power of the wind and snow is incomparably huge, and wherever it passes, it is like a storm sweeping.

All the people who were going up the mountain immediately dodged again and again, and even one person was staggered by the blow. While screaming, his figure fell towards the steep cliff.

"Be careful……"

At the critical moment, Luo He started in a blink of an eye, came to the opponent's side in a flash, stretched out his hand, grabbed the opponent, and then pulled the opponent back with force.

"How are you, are you okay?" Luo He asked.

Beyond the mountain road is a cliff.

Seeing the howling wind on the cliff beside him, the man turned pale with fright just now.

"It's okay, I thank my family and Xie Jin, thank you brother for saving my life."

The man thanked him, looked at the scene of the wind and snow sweeping in front of the road, sighed and shook his head, and said, "With my strength, I naturally didn't dare to expect to be selected as the Demon Guard. I have tempered my state of mind, but judging by the current situation, I am afraid it will not work."

Can't do it?
Why?

Luo He was puzzled, but he didn't open his mouth. Amidst the whistling wind, wild laughter came.

Looking back, the wind and snow storm swept past, and several people behind them galloped past on similar monsters, causing everyone to dodge hastily and give way again and again.

Xie Jin said: "The name of this beast is the Bingling Deerhorn Beast. It is a powerful monster in the seedling realm. It grows in a place of bitter cold, and is extremely good at ice and snow. The more severe the weather, the stronger it will be."

"It is rumored that this object was brought by the Hai family from the northern region of Dasheng. Relying on this object, the Fumo Mountain, which is difficult for ordinary people to walk, is like a fish in water for the people of the Hai family, so that the Hai family is so rampant that it suppresses people who intend to go up the mountain everywhere. "

Suppress others?

"Could it be that no one resisted?" Luo He asked.

Warriors are full of qi and blood, and most of them are not willing to submit to others.

Sure enough, when several people crossed the border in such a rampant manner, some people immediately became angry and shouted: "If you are so bullying and domineering, do you really think we are easy to bully? Get out of here."

After the man said that, he jumped up.

A volley of palms was slapped, and immediately the vigorous fire cloud turned into hot palm prints, and the scorched air twisted for a while, and instantly transpired and melted a large piece of ice and snow, heading towards the man who was galloping like a beast.

But seeing the attack coming, the young man in the Hai family's blue brocade robe let out a smirk.

He didn't need to make a move immediately, just pulled the rein.

In an instant, the mount under him whistled, and the next moment, the front hooves were raised high, and then the terrifying power of the wind and snow swept out.

In just an instant, the terrifying palm prints were immediately melted away.

Afterwards, the power of the wind and snow was exhausted, and it whizzed past, frightening everyone to dodge and retreat, hit the man, and flew upside down the cliff.

"Ah ah ah..."

Outside the cliff, the shrill screams could not stop.

At this time, the talent pulled the reins, and said condescendingly to everyone who was resisting the wind and snow: "Our young master hates people who are incapable of showing off their strength the most. A group of ants who are nothing more than open veins want to go up the mountain to disturb my young master's election campaign!" Zhenmowei, I really want to fight."

Immediately when he was arrogant again, he waved his big hand and said: "Okay, I declare that your trial is over now, and those who are more sensible can go back now."

As soon as the words came out, Xie Jin helplessly spread his hands and said: "That's it, the disciples of the Hai family are not very strong, but the ice staghorns are very powerful. In this weather, it is not easy to defeat them. "

"It's like this every year, we're used to it."

Immediately pulled Luohe Road: "Okay, Brother Luohe, let's go down the mountain too, find a place, have a good drink, and let me thank you very much."

Everyone had no choice but to turn back down the mountain.

However, he pulled down the Luohe River, but the Luohe River did not move at all.

Looking at him, Luo He immediately saw him grinning and said: "Bring me a drink, of course I, Luo He, are happy to accompany you."

"However, you owe me this glass of wine first. I'm here to select the Demon Guard. You'd better wait for me to be promoted to the Demon Guard before buying me a drink."

After saying this, not only did he not turn back, but he stepped forward and continued to walk forward.