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Chapter 280: The Underworld(2/2)

"Brother Ping, it's all full!"

"Well, go back to the village quickly, the Yinming beast is almost back to its nest."

After Lin Ping gave the instructions, he turned to Luo Hong and said:

"Sir, this place is dangerous and not the place to talk. Please come back to the village with us.

I know that you outsiders have many questions at the beginning, and I will answer them one by one when you get to the village."

"It seems that Brother Lin has dealt with outsiders like us many times.

Luo was unfamiliar with the place, so he was brazen and annoying."

Han Laomo will take Mei Ning to visit various villages in the near future, looking for Mei Ning's brother. If Luo Hong wants to meet him, the best choice is to find a village to stay.

"Haha, don't bother me! Don't bother me!"

Lin Pingping looked happy and waved his hands repeatedly.

At this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly came from above everyone's heads, and a strong wind blew in the darkness!

"No, it's the Howling Beast! Everyone get together!"

Hearing the whistle, Lin Ping's expression changed drastically and he shouted quickly.

Luo Hong frowned, bent down and picked up three pieces of gravel the size of a chicken. After listening to the sound for a while, he threw a piece of gravel towards the source of the whistling sound.

This piece of rubble was carried by a terrifying strong wind, and instantly shot into the darkness. Within a moment, everyone heard a "pop" explosion.

The next moment, blood-red raindrops fell on everyone, and a black shadow fell to the ground.

The Yinming Beast is cruel and knows no fear. The tragic death of its companion did not frighten the remaining two, but it only caused Luo Hong to throw two more stones.

After a while, everyone came back to their senses and realized that Luo Hong had so easily defeated three screaming beasts that they would normally risk their lives for.

"Your Excellency has incredible magical powers, please accept me as your disciple!"

Lin Ping's original intention of inviting Luo Hong was to let him return to the village and teach everyone martial arts. After all, in this dark place, only martial arts can be effective.

But when he saw Luo Hong's amazing methods with his own eyes, he couldn't hold back his desire for art for a moment, and he knelt down with a bang.

"My master will not accept you!"

Before Luo Hong could refuse, Fan Mengyi, who had just regained her mobility not long ago, stood in front of Luo Hong.

"Brother Lin, please get up and go back to the village first."

Luo Hong did not agree or refuse immediately.

"That's right! I was reckless! We'll set off right away!"

Lin Ping nodded repeatedly. After standing up, he no longer pestered Luo Hong. Instead, he led someone to pry open the skulls of two screaming beasts that had fallen nearby, and took out a green stone from them.

As for the other one, because the body fell too far, we had to give up.

"Soul Stone, this is a good thing."

Luo Hong's heart moved and she gradually came up with an idea.

Because they had to leave before the Underworld Beast returned to its nest, everyone just hurried on their way back without much communication.

After a while, everyone came to the entrance of a cave that was shining with blue light. After putting out the torches in their hands, they got into it.

Through the entrance of the cave, Luo Hong and others finally arrived at the real place of darkness.

The earth is a deep yellow desert, desolate and rarely alive. The sky is full of dark clouds, and there are always flashes of blue flashing across it, providing the only light in the dark land.

Luo Hong looked back and saw that the place where they were originally was in the heart of a rocky mountain.

Similar stone mountains stretch endlessly until the end of the line of sight. Most of the other monks who were sucked in are scattered among the stone mountains.

After leaving Shishan, everyone's pace gradually slowed down, and the male cultivator who was saved by Luo Hong finally had a chance to speak.

"Senior Luo, thank you for saving me."

Luo Hong, who hadn't taken a closer look before, now took a closer look at him.

This man was dressed in black and looked to be in his thirties or forties. His face was stiff and stiff. Although he expressed his sincere thanks, there was no hint of sincerity.

The technique this man practices is also strange, and it can actually make people suffer from facial paralysis.

"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to say thank you. It's just a small effort."

Luo Hong said unconcernedly.

"Master, this place of darkness is so evil, can we still go out?"

Fan Mengyi held a small flaming sword and said worriedly.

"When you go to that village, you will know that I believe that there is no perfect way for people to come. If we can get in, we can get out."

It's easy to go out, but you still have to stay for a while to collect more soul stones, Luo Hong secretly cursed.

"Hey, I hope my sister is also in that village.

The damn ghost mist can teleport randomly, please don’t let anything happen to Ning’er!”

The zombie-faced male cultivator sighed, his face still unchanged.

My sister? Ning'er?

Could this guy be Mei Ning's brother?

Hey, I saved Old Devil Han’s uncle!
Chapter completed!
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