[Quick Transit] After flirting with the sickly boss

Shen Hongxuan was like a chatterbox, the taciturn person in the past was in a mess, showing his sword while hugging Luohe while talking about love.

Luo He: "You are so coquettish."

The fun is over, and the flowers have been tossed out of shape.

After Shen Hongxuan cleaned up for Luohe, Luohe entered the sage mode.

Shen Hongxuan suddenly said: "What is the brother going to do next?"

Luo He wondered, "Why do you still call me Senior Brother?"

Shen Hongxuan rubbed his face affectionately, "Because senior brother is my senior brother alone."

Luo He patted this little clingy spirit, "Continue to look for clues, if there are monsters and monsters, I will give you practice. Yuanling may be related to the owner of this cave, and I will look for him later."

Shen Hongxuan: "Okay."

Luo He rubbed his waist, and sincerely lamented that the body of a cultivator is still good. I don't know how long he has been tossing, and his waist is only slightly sore.

It seemed that this was the only road in the cave that was safe. After leaving this road, Luo He and Shen Hongxuan encountered a group of monsters.

And when they killed monsters in the cave for an unknown amount of time, and Shen Hongxuan couldn't tell whether his magic power belonged to Jindan or Nascent Soul, they returned to the original path, only to find that there was no opening in the original path, it was clearly a wall.

The sword cannot be broken, and the formula cannot be broken.

So, it was another long time to fight monsters.

When all the monsters and beasts in the cave were cleaned up, Luo He and Shen Hongxuan, whose cultivation had greatly increased, combined their swords and finally came out of the cave.

The moment he came out, it took him so long to see the light, Luo He thought he was going blind.

Cultivators don't know the age, but Luo He would not have been able to bear it if he hadn't been accompanied by Shen Hongxuan for such a long time in the dark to fight monsters.

The outside is still a familiar scene, after a search, there is no trace of Yuan Ling.

They first went to find the killing formation that Yuan Ling had mentioned before, and only after stepping into the white mist on the edge did they discover that there was indeed such a thing.

It's just that the aura circulation has been destroyed by their crazy cultivation, and the killing arrays are all paper tigers, which have no power.

In these formations that were about to be broken, what Luo He and Shen Hongxuan saw were corpses everywhere.

After the death of a cultivator, the spiritual power returns to the heaven and the earth, but the body is tempered so that it will not rot so easily.

Except for the blood that turned black, all of this seemed to have just happened.

Along the way, Luo He's eyes became colder and colder.

Finally, Luo He found the formation that Yuan Ling said to slow down time.

Among them, there were indeed huge and ugly monster corpses, and the corpses of a group of practitioners.

Not a single one was left alive.

This appearance is too tragic.

Shen Hongxuan said: "Brother, let's go and kill him."

Luo He: "Okay."

They have to be brought back for a proper burial.

The entire cave, just a mountain, and this killing array, the aura is thin.

Yuanling is a living person, where can he hide?

Luo He felt that Yuan Ling might not be hiding.

He's been watching them somewhere, even wishing they'd come to him.

Luo He's eyes turned to the top of the mountain that disappeared into the sky.

Yujian flew, piercing through the sky, countless clouds and mists all turned into sharp swords, and tens of thousands surrounded Luo He and Shen Hongxuan.

And outside the killing formation, Yuan Ling lay casually on the chair formed by white clouds, resting his chin in one hand, and looked at the pair of senior brothers who he thought were dead long ago with great interest.

He was both interested and regretful: "You actually found this place."

Luo He asked coldly: "Who are you?"

Yuan Ling raised the corners of her lips: "I don't need to explain to the two dead people."

With a pinch of his tactic, all the swords came in together, almost covering the sky.

Shen Hongxuan took a step ahead of Luo He. It was not the first time he used magic power, but when he used it here, the black magic power knocked away all the swords, he was a different kind of handsome.

He grabbed Yuan Ling who was stiff, not as gentle as Luo He, and directly chopped off one of Yuan Ling's arms with his sword.

"Any questions that senior brother asks you will be answered honestly."

His appearance made it clear that the end would only be tragic.

Yuan Ling was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing frantically.

He laughed and burst into tears, ignored the blood gushing wound, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and finally stopped his rampant laughter.

"That's right, I was the one who involved the cultivators and monsters in the Nascent Soul Stage! It's very simple to ask why. I built this cave, and I didn't see the formation I carefully developed in the cave until after I died. Wouldn’t it be a pity to use it.”

"I like to see your dark side. You claim to be immortals and gods, you pursue self-interest, and you are full of righteousness. It's disgusting."

"But I didn't expect you to survive. I thought you were about to break up at Qinghuadu. After all, I don't see that you like him at all. Now you are just pretending to deceive him."

The last sentence, Yuan Ling said directly to Luo He.

Shen Hongxuan raised his sword and chopped off his other arm, with a gloomy expression.

He is very good with his senior brother, so this dirty mouth is here to provoke.

Luo He only asked one question: "You are the Fu Ling here."

It is a question, but it is an affirmative sentence.

All things have spirits, but mansion spirits are rare, and they are generally in charge of the existence of cave mansions.

If you catch Fu Ling, you can control the cave, and you can come out as you want, and enter as you want.

But the mansion spirit is a spirit body, how could it have a physical body?

Yuan Ling: "Are you asking me to let you go out?" He said maliciously: "Kneeling in front of me and begging me is more or less the same, and then chop off all your arms and legs yourself."

It's downright nasty.

Yuan Ling never hides it, Luo He has already figured it out very clearly.

"You are the owner of the cave. You created this cave by yourself. After you died, you became the spirit of the cave. Since the cave was never born, no one discovered it. You were unwilling to create false visions to lure practitioners into the trap."

"Is someone else's body still usable?"

"You're really interesting, I shouldn't have put you in, it's a bad thing."

Yuan Ling clapped her hands and reminded: "Even if you are disgusted with everything I do now, if you want to go out, you still have to ask me to open the door, saying that you can't convince me, and I'm not afraid of chopping me into pieces, so you should come down obediently." Kneel!"

Luo He took out a puppet talisman and stuck it on Yuan Ling's forehead.

Almost instantly, Yuan Ling's eyes became dull.

He said stiffly, "Master, what are your orders?"

Luo He said, "Open the door, and you can kill yourself."

Yuan Ling, who was controlled by the puppet talisman, replied: "Yes, master."

Above the sky, the door that had not been seen for a long time opened slowly.

Luo He and Shen Hongxuan flew towards the gate.

Behind him, there was an unwilling roar when he was dying.

I don't know how long it has been in the cave, but once I come out, it seems like a lifetime away.

"Step aside!"

There was a cry from behind, and a monster's sharp claws in front of him attacked. Luo He drew his sword and chopped it off with one blow. The cultivator behind him rushed over, heaving a sigh of relief.

"Where did you come from, why didn't you see anyone just now?"

Shen Hongxuan glanced at the still ferocious crack in the sky of the South China Sea, and the monster fighting the cultivator on the ground in midair, and frowned slightly.

"Just arrived, here to help."

The cultivator didn't think much, and dragged the two of them into the battlefield.

Luo He told him that, only then did he know that since the day when the sky split open and the monster attacked, almost all the cultivators and monsters present were sucked into the mysterious cave, and the cave disappeared after that, giving the sect a sigh of relief .

Before letting go of this tone, my heart came to my throat again.

In the entire cultivation world, there are ten such openings in the sky.

Each one is an endless stream of monsters gushing out.

In the beginning, as long as one party is able to sit in charge, it will be able to stabilize. After all, although the number is large, the quality is low.

After half a year, the monsters coming out of the cracks not only did not decrease, but increased, and even the basic strength has changed from the previous foundation building stage to the current Golden Core stage!

The cultivation world is overwhelmed, everyone is now a soldier, but anyone with a little cultivation will protect their homeland voluntarily.

Luo He: "Has no one thought of going out from here to have a look, or plug this gap?"

A cultivator named Wang Kang sighed, "The power that entered the crack has not yet returned, and his life and death are still uncertain, but mending the sky, isn't that the work of an immortal? There is no one who becomes an immortal now. I heard that he thought of a way." , I want to imitate Nu Wa to mend the sky and try."

He had never heard of five-color spirit stones in the cultivation world.

A wave of monsters crawled out of the crack.

It is indeed much more difficult to kill the monsters in the Jindan stage. Luo He was so weak in killing, Shen Hongxuan fought with him aside, sucked a lot of monsters, and even hiccupped.

He blocked an attack for Luo He, snorted, and bit Luo He's ear while killing the monster with one hand.

"Brother, I'm in pain."

Luo He: "Hold on."

Obviously you can do nothing to block things, but you have to hurt yourself.

Shen Hongxuan snorted aggrievedly.

After the wave of attacks was over, Luo He returned to the tent. After all, Luo He felt distressed and gave Shen Hongxuan some medicine.

Although Shen Hongxuan couldn't see Luo He's expression, he could also imagine that his senior brother must be looking at his wound tenderly.

A great sense of satisfaction surged up in his heart, but was soon swallowed up by distorted dark feelings.

Shen Hongxuan quietly enjoyed his senior brother's cool fingers applying medicine on the wound, thinking about it.

He had never met anyone like himself.

But most of the Taoist couples he saw were pursuing the Dao together. Even if one party had retreated for decades, the other party could calmly go out to practice and look for opportunities.

Even if they love and know each other, they have never been so sticky to him and his senior brother.

He wished he would never leave his senior brother, so his senior brother pampered him, never forcing him to leave his side, and never leaving him to wait in closed-door training.

At that point in his life, there was nothing but darkness, pain and blood, but after that, his senior brother took him to see the greatness of the world, taught him how to draw qi into his body, and taught him how to use a sword. All he could see was his senior brother.

Even if the senior brother treats others better, he will be jealous for a long time.

After Luohe applied the medicine to him, the cultivator's body healed very quickly, and he used the best ointment. This kind of injury would be healed tomorrow.

"Don't do this kind of thing again next time."