The Seven Disciples of the Dongxuan Seven chased her from the front and blocked her from the back. As time passed, Luo Pinger began to run into danger.
After flying for another ten miles, the two horse-faced cultivators, one old and one young, also saw the situation.
"Junior Brother Wang, give me a hand and help me block this woman. Once this is done, I will reward you handsomely." The fat leader of the Dongxuan Seven Disciples was overjoyed when he saw the old man and the young man.
Luo Pinger's expression changed greatly. The seven behind her were already difficult to deal with, and now there were two more, and they were in the same group.
"Okay, Senior Brother Dongxuan, I don't want anything else. Just lend me your Hu Crystal Mirror!" The horse-faced old man replied loudly. He opened his mouth and spat out a copper gong. In the blink of an eye, it expanded to ten feet in size.
The horse-faced old man stretched out his left hand. His palm was originally the size of a palm-leaf fan, but now it expanded again. It was like the palm of a giant beast. He slapped the copper gong.
Clang! The copper gong let out a sharp sound. Luo Pinger's body trembled and she almost lost her balance in the air.
"Junior Brother Wang, good technique. It seems your Soul-Shaking Gong has reached perfection." Seeing that Luo Pinger's speed was hindered, the leader of the Dongxuan Seven Disciples was overjoyed. Other than the leader, who was the strongest, the others knew how powerful the Soul-Shaking Gong was. They all flew away from the direction of the Soul-Shaking Gong's attack. The Soul-Shaking Gong was a Divine Sense attack. It did not distinguish between friend and foe.
"You flatter me." The horse-faced old man smiled.
Luo Pinger snorted and flicked a pill into her mouth. It melted in her mouth. At the same time, she accelerated again and flew forward without hesitation.
Clang! The horse-faced old man hit the Soul-Shaking Gong again. This time, a layer of light green light appeared on Luo Pinger's body. The sound waves from the Soul-Shaking Gong disappeared when they touched the green light.
Luo Pinger patted her storage bag and the black spider puppet flashed in white light. It approached the horse-faced old man at an astonishing speed.
The horse-faced old man's continuous strikes of the gong were useless against an inanimate object like the spider puppet.
The spider puppet opened its mouth and a spider web flew towards the horse-faced old man.
The horse-faced elder put away the gong and took out a green scimitar. The scimitar slashed out repeatedly in the air, but it failed to slice through the spiderweb.
"Grandpa, retreat!" The horse-faced young man hurriedly cried out.
A sharp glint flashed across Luo Ping 'er's eyes, and she tossed out a green bamboo tube that was about a foot long and as thick as an arm. Countless bamboo needles shot out from the tube, filling the sky like rain. It enveloped the horse-faced grandfather and grandson pair.
A hint of panic flashed across the horse-faced old man's face. The spider puppet was extremely powerful. Even a late-stage Jin Dan cultivator would find it difficult to withstand it. This cloaked woman looked weak and provocative, but her attacks were ruthless. The Seven Disciples of the Dongxuan Seven were lustful bastards. If they had known this would happen, they would not have helped those guys.
The horse-faced old man took out a white banner. With a wave of the white banner, a white waterfall enveloped him and his grandson. Ding, ding, ding! The white waterfall became extremely thin in the blink of an eye, but there were still dozens of flying needles shooting towards them. The horse-faced old man's divine sense moved, and his scimitar Dharma artifact shattered these flying needles. However, the spider puppet's sharp and slender legs pierced through his body like sharp blades.
Before the horse-faced young man could react, the sword in Luo Ping 'er's hand had already flown towards his heart. With a puff, the sword protruded from the horse-faced young man's back, bringing with it a large amount of blood.
Luo Ping 'er's beautiful eyes were filled with anger. She put away the spider puppet and continued to flee.
The Seven Disciples of the Dongxuan Seven who were following closely behind sucked in a breath of cold air. They only thought that the cloaked woman was alone, but they did not expect her to be so fierce. They were clear about the horse-faced old man's strength. This woman was not simple, especially that spider puppet. It was even more extraordinary.
Seeing Luo Ping 'er's moving body under her dress, the eldest of the Seven Disciples of the Dongxuan Seven felt as if his insides were on fire. He was originally a pervert, and this was the first time he had encountered such a beautiful woman. There was no reason for him to miss this opportunity.
"Chase!" The eldest of the Dongxuan Seven Disciples, who was extremely angry, shouted. The death of the horse-faced old man and the young man did not make him retreat in the slightest. Instead, he became even crazier.
Luo Ping 'er was extremely anxious. As the owner of the Spirit Vulture Workshop, she had naturally accumulated many tricks over the years. However, her strongest trick was still relying on that spider puppet.
However, due to the time it took for her to form her Gold Core, she was now only in the middle stage of the Jin Dan Realm. In the beginning, she could barely rely on pills to sustain herself, but after a long time, she inevitably felt tired. No matter how strong her external strength was, it could not make up for the fact that her cultivation was lower than others. If there were only one or two late stage Jin Dan Realm cultivators, she might not necessarily lose. However, there were simply too many of them. Even if she fought with her life on the line, regardless of whether she won or lost, she would not have a good ending.
What made Luo Ping 'er feel even more despair was that in the process of escaping, she actually encountered another group of cultivators who wanted to take advantage of the situation. There were as many as six of them, and the cultivation of the leader was not below that of the eldest of the Dongxuan Seven Disciples.
"Young Master Dongfang, where are you?" Luo Ping 'er did not care that she had not been able to contact Lu Xiaotian before this. At this moment, she was extremely anxious, and used the Telepathic Magic Conch as her last straw of hope.
Lu Xiaotian could not even protect himself before. Under the invasion of the killing intent in his body, his Nascent Spirit almost had no place to stand. If it were not for the Demon-Sealing Pagoda, which had surpassed the Nascent Core stage, he would have already lost his mind and become a madman devoured by killing.
After repeated battles with the killing intent, Lu Xiaotian had begun to suppress the killing intent in his body. His Nascent Spirit had already taken the initiative, so he could naturally sense the movements of the Telepathic Magic Conch.
Hearing Luo Ping 'er's transmission, Lu Xiaotian frowned. He could imagine that the other party was not in a good situation. However, he had just suppressed his killing intent. If he rashly got involved in the killing, the suppressed killing intent would definitely go out of control again. Lu Xiaotian clearly did not want to see such a situation happen again.
"Young Master Dongfang, can you hear me?" Luo Ping 'er's anxious voice sounded again.
"I can hear you. I have something on my side. You deal with it yourself." Lu Xiaotian replied Luo Ping 'er.
"You, you bastard!" When Luo Ping 'er heard the other party's reply, she was overjoyed. She knew how terrifying the other party was. Dozens of Jin Dan Realm Demonic Pythons surrounded the other party, but they were all taken care of by this guy in the blink of an eye. Although the two groups behind her were not few in number, it was definitely not difficult for this guy who called himself Dongfang.
However, Luo Ping 'er did not expect this guy to reject her in such a way. He was the one who called her to this damned place, and that was why she was in such danger. Now, he actually wanted to wash his hands of this matter. What kind of logic was this?
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