As a result, when the Four Sects of Cangyu were inquiring about the information of "Falling Star Valley", they only reported the general information of the cultivator named Zhang, and were unable to obtain his exact information.
No one, like Yu Rong, a Jindan, would remember the information of the male cultivator named Zhang.
In addition, Yu Rong's heart had been blinded by murderous intent. After killing his enemies all the way, he had already taken it for granted that he could easily kill them.
The only trace of vigilance she had previously had was overwhelmed by the growing murderous intent. She could only feel a slight sense of pleasure when she watched the enemies before her turn into falling corpses.
It was under such circumstances that she rushed forward so swiftly.
The distance between them and the cultivator named Zhang was less than a hundred feet. In addition, the cultivator named Zhang threw his magic weapon with all his strength, so the two sides met in the air almost in an instant at the distance of a hundred feet.
Although Yu Rong reacted instantly, coming fast and leaving even faster, he still couldn't completely avoid this sudden attack.
She had already fled far away at the sound of the explosion, but she was still in the air and was vomiting large amounts of blood, mixed with some pieces of internal organs.
Before throwing out the magic weapon, the cultivator named Zhang on the other side had already covered his body with a thick layer of talismans with his other hand as fast as lightning, and then he grabbed the sister-in-law under his feet and ran backwards desperately.
Although he was well prepared and had reserved some time, he still could not escape the impact of the aftermath of the explosion. After being knocked to the ground several times by the air waves, the talismans on his body exploded like fireworks.
He still stumbled forward, but during this process, he held the unconscious sister tightly in his arms, and kept his back facing the direction of the explosion of the magic weapon.
When he fell covered in blood at the feet of Zhu Luomu who had also turned back to rescue him, the monk Zhang's sturdy body was already riddled with wounds, and a piece of his back skull had been blown off, revealing the white contents inside.
It was terrifying to watch, but he was still conscious. The sister in front of him was not injured except for being shaken again by the power of the explosion.
Zhu Luomu was a little stunned. When Yu Rong attacked, he just turned his head and was knocked forward by a powerful explosion. He rolled a long distance before he stood up.
In his haste, he only had time to protect the few people he had wrapped up. The remaining Qi Condensation disciples didn't even have time to let out a scream before they turned into a ball of blood mist and perished.
Fortunately, the female cultivator surnamed Shen knew that her cultivation level was far inferior to Zhu Luomu's, so when she fled with the other disciples, she did not take Feng Qiyuan with her.
Zhu Luomu tacitly kept Feng Qiyuan by his side, and this finally saved Feng Qiyuan's life.
Zhu Luomu pulled up the monk named Zhang from the ground and shouted in a low and urgent voice.
“Go!”
At this moment, even this junior brother was seriously injured, especially his head which was like a blood gourd, and it looked like he would die at any time.
However, Zhu Luomu only took a quick glance with his spiritual sense and immediately decided to escape for his life. He wanted to escape as far as he could before the Jindan cultivator of Cangyu Sect could react.
He knew that this time his junior brother had thrown away all the magic weapons on him except his own life-saving magic weapon at once, and now he no longer had the strength to launch such an attack.
And in their current state, if they self-destruct their own magic weapons, the other party will be prepared and their hope will be extremely slim, and they will completely lose all ability to resist.
The cultivator named Zhang was also extremely resolute. Although he was a little dazed, he still held his junior sister tightly and was subconsciously pulled forward by Zhu Luomu.
But just after they stumbled and ran for more than twenty feet, Zhu Luomu's face changed again, and an extremely cold voice came from behind him, as if it came from the Netherworld.
"Okay, very good. Originally, I would just kill you with one strike, but now I want to extract your souls and refine your spirits. The nearest transmission channel to you is still six miles away. Can you still run away
Then pray for the blessings of your ancestors. However, even if they all come, they can’t stop me from taking your life. They can’t stop me from taking your life!”
Behind her was a huge pit that was seventy feet wide and more than two hundred feet deep. Yu Rong's clothes were already tattered, and green smoke was coming out of her body. She was rising quickly from the deep pit.
His bloodstained face became extremely ferocious, his two long beards were twitching wildly, and he uttered every word with gritted teeth.
Every time he spoke a word, blood would flow out from between his teeth.
This time she was seriously injured and was tricked by a low-level cultivator. Sang Dongxing's death had already driven her half-crazy, and this now completely enraged her.
The rage in his heart seemed to want to explode Yu Rong's chest to vent this tremendous malice.
She was holding a few bottles of pills in one hand. As soon as she finished speaking, she poured all the pills in the bottle into her mouth in one gulp. The aura on her body, which was originally a little weak, began to rise steadily in an instant.
Yu Rong got the jade slip from the person she had killed before, and she also used the soul-searching technique to find out the purpose of the jade slip, so she knew exactly what Zhu Luomu and the others wanted to do.
Zhu Luomu on the other side didn't dare to respond at all. He poured all the spiritual power in his body into his legs as if it was free, and rushed forward along the ground.
But just about ten breaths later, big beads of sweat rolled down Zhu Luomu's forehead like a waterfall. After swallowing the pill, Yu Rong took less than five breaths to regulate his breathing and caught up with him again.
This time, Yu Rong's speed was even more astonishing. Even from a long distance away, the murderous aura was already rolling in like a raging tide, suppressing Zhu Luomu's blood.
It only took Yu Rong a few breaths to catch up with Zhu Luomu and the others, but at this moment, the veins on Yu Rong's forehead were bulging, and he did not look relaxed.
This is a mountainous area, and she couldn't drive at her fastest speed, close to the ground. From time to time, a huge rock would appear in front of her, or the road would turn a corner.
But in order to catch up with the enemy as quickly as possible, she took a straight line. In this case, she had to fly close to the ground, constantly up and down, then fly up again, and even move half-in-the-air.
This can be used to avoid the huge rocks and mounds that suddenly appear in front of you.
However, every time she soared into the air, the restrictions above would burst out and suppress her. The more times she soared into the air, the higher the restrictions were. This also affected the surrounding restrictions to be opened and closed continuously, and the suppression power on her became stronger and stronger. But she gritted her teeth and fought against the restrictions in the air again and again, flying over one rock and weed after another.
"Brother, take Junior Sister away, I... I will use my magic weapon again to see how much this woman can recover!"
The cultivator named Zhang was becoming increasingly weak at this moment. Although he had swallowed some pills while running, he was still unable to quickly replenish the large amount of blood he had lost.
At this moment his face was pale and his steps began to become weak. He gritted his teeth and suddenly spoke to Zhu Luomu.
Zhu Luomu was breathing heavily. Hearing this, he looked at his junior brother. After a moment of hesitation, he shook his head and quickly sent a message.
"Junior brother, this evil woman has already taken precautions, there is no point..."
Having said this, Zhu Luomu paused and his tone became very stern.
"If you can get away this time, don't be so naive in the future. Of course, it's great to be so kind to your sister, but you must not be so open-hearted to others. You must remember that this is the order given to you by your brother.
You must remember that you must not disobey orders, otherwise you will be expelled from the sect.
With your character, you will surely become a master of weapon refining, or even a grandmaster. Take your junior sister and them and flee quickly. I have an attack jade talisman that Master gave me before, which can unleash the power of at least three fake Dan realm masters' full-strength attacks. The other party is already seriously injured, and will certainly be further injured. I will come to find you later!"
A feeling of sadness rose in Zhu Luomu's heart. Ever since his master left, his family has been like an orphan.
Looking at his junior fellow student's simple eyes, he instantly saw the simple boy he used to be, who followed him around and called him "senior brother" every day.
Being dumb and unable to speak, he could only beg pitifully, hoping that he could teach him more skills on behalf of his master.
While Zhu Luomu felt sad, a hint of ruthlessness flashed across his mind. He did not have the attack jade talisman left by his so-called master.
If they continued running like this, everyone would die here. The other party also knew the location of their nearest teleportation channel, so Zhu Luomu planned to self-destruct his own magic weapon and body.
At this moment, he looked at his junior brother covered in blood and his junior sister who was unconscious, and the spirit of the eldest senior brother many years ago suddenly returned to him.
"Brother, it's me..."
"Shut up! Take your sister and leave quickly. Now that you have grown wings, are you no longer going to listen to your brother?"
Zhu Luomu spoke in a stern voice, and a trace of struggle appeared on the face of the cultivator surnamed Zhang, but when he saw that Zhu Luomu's face was extremely cold, his heart trembled.
It has been many years since he saw the eldest brother so angry. This feeling was familiar and made him feel uneasy. The cultivator named Zhang could only nod heavily.
He then looked at the several disciples who were surrounded by Zhu Luomu's spiritual power. They had accomplished all this through telepathy, and it took less than a moment.
Seeing his junior brother's eyes fall on several disciples, Zhu Luomu knew what he wanted to do, but at this moment, the hope that the cultivator named Zhang could escape with his junior sister was less than 20%.
Although beads of sweat kept rolling down Zhu Luomu's forehead, his expression was extremely cold. This time he did not send any sound, but just shouted in a low voice.
"That's it, you go first, and I'll bring them right after!"
After saying this, his other free hand emitted a bright spiritual light, and then a huge force appeared out of nowhere and wrapped around the cultivator named Zhang, and then he exhaled sharply and spoke.
"go!"
Just as cultivator Zhang and other disciples were stunned, cultivator Zhang and the female cultivator were carried forward swiftly by great force.
In order to avoid the tall rocks around him, Zhu Luomu had to throw the ball upwards as hard as he could. In just a blink of an eye, the two of them had flown nearly three hundred feet away.
After Zhu Luomu sent this scroll, his aura became more and more chaotic.
Even his body was pushed back several feet by the forbidden force coming from the air, amid the exclamations of Feng Qiyuan and others.
Zhu Luomu's spiritual energy flashed continuously, and he finally stabilized his body. However, he looked more and more tired. In that seemingly simple roll and throw just now, he had used up all his magic power.
If it were in the past, this time he would have been able to send the two of them ten miles away, but now he only went out more than three hundred feet. The difference is huge.
But this is all Zhu Luomu can do.
Feng Qiyuan's disciples were all very smart people, and they immediately understood the situation they were about to face.
At this moment, Zhu Luomu also released the spiritual power that was wrapped around several people.
“Go and chase after Uncle Zhang quickly. He is seriously injured and I can only lend him a helping hand.
I will resist the pursuers. You are all the most outstanding disciples of my Falling Star Valley. You must not die here. Go!"
Looking at these pale-faced disciples, Zhu Luomu also thought of Feng Tao. Even if she were here, he would do the same.
Feng Qiyuan, my nephew, is also here, but he has to save his master first.