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While the raging Netherworld Golden Winged Peng was moving, a figure suddenly appeared on the stone platform in front of the cave.

Ning Luo could feel that the Spirit was slightly trembling. It was because of the influence of Elder Jiu Ming's emotions. The only people who could make him so excited were undoubtedly the eight crazy people.

He didn't know if Elder Jiu Ming had any other relations with him, but his enemy was a given.

Facing such an enemy, he couldn't be too excited.

The eight hooligans looked towards the direction that the Netherworld Golden Winged Peng flew towards. Just as they turned around and were about to enter the cave, they seemed to have noticed something. They turned their heads and looked over, causing Ning Luo's body to freeze.

It was because of his stupefaction that the eight of them were unable to see anything.

Ning Luo's heart dropped as she watched the eight maniacs disappear into the cave. She didn't know when, but her back was already soaked in cold sweat.

It was just a quick glance, but he was actually unable to move and was drenched in sweat.

If they faced each other at close range, Ning Luo really didn't know if he would be able to withstand the might of an expert like that.

"Kid, it's time to move. Pour all of your blood essence onto the stone platform in the cave."

Elder Jiu Ming had guessed the methods of eight crazy disciples, so he naturally knew how to break them.

The smell of the Abyssal Bird's blood essence was extremely similar to the taste of the little gold peng's blood essence, and it was practically impossible to discern it with a human's sense of smell.

A demon beast's sense of smell was much sharper than a human's. Moreover, the little golden peng was born from that Netherworld Golden Winged Peng. Under normal circumstances, it was naturally possible for it to differentiate between the two.

However, in this situation, he would need to put a big question mark on it.

Demonic beasts with intelligence like those of the eighth level, like humans, would be affected by emotions, causing their judgment towards the demonic beasts to drop greatly.

Ning Luo became calm. Then, without any hesitation, he rushed towards the stone platform in the cave.

He gently landed on the stone platform and glanced inside the cave. He then turned around and took out all of the Purple Ghost Bird's blood essence from his ring and poured it on the stone platform.

"Brat, you have guts!"

Suddenly, an overwhelming pressure came from all directions. Ning Luo felt an enormous pressure before he could finish his sentence. He couldn't even straighten his back, and he couldn't even move his feet a bit.

A figure slowly walked out from the shadows. It was the eight Madmen.

He was still discovered!

Ning Luo sighed in his heart, cold sweat beading on his forehead. His whole body froze, as if he had fallen into an icehouse.

"Humph!"

When Elder Jiu Ming saw this, he instantly let out an explosive shout.

Suddenly, the pressure on his body was reduced by more than half. At least, he could now move.

Ning Luo straightened her body and slowly turned around, looking straight at this peerless Shakyamuni.

The eight crazy men looked at the expression on Ning Luo's face, which was neither humble nor arrogant. They frowned slightly and said uncertainly, "What does Jiu Ming have to do with you?"

After roughly guessing Ning Luo's identity, the eight crazy disciples immediately moved past Ning Luo and set their gazes on the dark purple bird's blood essence on the stone platform.

After a moment of silence, the eight madmen understood what was going on. Their expressions immediately changed.

"Damn old thing!" You actually dared to plot against me! "

As he cursed, the eight hooligans suddenly took action. With a light wave of their sleeves, a hurricane suddenly descended from the sky, sweeping towards the dark purple bird's essence blood on the stone platform.

Ning Luo suddenly realized what the eight madmen were going to do, and shouted loudly without a second thought.

"Extreme Heaven Splitting Tiger Claw!"

Just as he shouted, a tiger's roar resounded!

Roar!

BOOM!

When the tiger claw hit the hurricane, it did not cause any ripples at all. Like water droplets falling on a sponge, it instantly disappeared without a trace, as if it had never happened.

Is this the power of a Shakyamuni?

Ning Luo was shocked. His eyes were filled with terror.

The next moment, he moved again.

"With the heavens as proof, with the earth as the symbol, borrow the wind's power, and add on the blood water, the Heaven and Earth Wind Water Talisman will be formed!"

After he finished speaking, the hurricane reached the pool of blood.

The hurricane did not directly exterminate the dark purple bird's blood essence, but instead, along with the dark purple bird's blood essence, it slowly condensed into the Wind Water Talisman!

The expressions of the eight madmen turned cold. They had not expected Ning Luo to have this move, which was out of their expectations.

However, before he could do anything, the Wind Water Talisman suddenly cracked.

In the end, the powers of Heaven and Earth drawn by the Guardian Kings were not something that a peak level Master of the Appearance Mantra could simply borrow.

Forcefully borrowing it, Ning Luo's body was instantly devoured.

"Pfft!"

Ning Luo opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. Her body was still swaying, but she didn't fall down.

"Brat, you are courting death!"

The eight madmen looked at the blood fog that covered the sky and roared. Their expressions changed again and again.

As a result, nothing he wanted to do was of any use. The blood mist had already dispersed on the wind, so he believed that it wouldn't be long before the Netherworld Golden Winged Peng smelled it.

"Damn you, Jiu Ming, you're actually unwilling to let me off even in death!" Go to hell! "Kid!"

In a fit of rage, the eight lunatics raised their hands, preparing to kill Ning Luo.

"Roar!"

A violent and furious roar came from far away, and it was the Netherworld Golden Winged Peng.

The eyes of the eight crazy men suddenly changed as a trace of fear flashed through them. They did not dare to stay any longer as they leaped up and hurriedly fled from this place.

When he leapt into the air, he did not forget to bring Ning Luo along with him. Wind was forming under his feet as he swept towards Ning Luo.

Ning Luo instantly activated the Yin-Yang Image, but he was still sent flying by the whirlwind. He crashed into the stone wall and was in so much pain that even his breathing stopped. His face was ashen, no different from a corpse.

At this time, the Netherworld Golden Winged Peng appeared before him. It did not look at him and instead stared at the eight crazy people.

"Damn it!"

The eight hooligans cursed loudly. They did not dare to linger, and immediately went into the woods.

Roar!

The Netherworld Golden Winged Peng let out a furious roar and chased after the eight disciples. Waves of terrifying tornados came from behind it, and where they passed, the trees would be cut off.

Some of them were only left with tree stumps, while others were swept up by the roots. The entire forest was instantly razed to the ground; it was extremely terrifying.

Right now, Ning Luo couldn't even communicate with Elder Jiu Ming. She closed her eyes and slowly adjusted her Qi, slowly circulating it through her meridians.

After an unknown period of time, he regained some clarity.

"Kid, bring that fox out. See if it knows where that little golden peng is?"

Jiu Ming already understood Little Meng's abilities, but he didn't explain to Ning Luo why he asked Little Meng to look for the little golden peng.

With a slight thought, Xiao Meng appeared in front of Ning Luo with sleepy eyes after she felt the energy coming from the ring.

"AHH!" Brother, what's wrong? Who bullied you into this? "Sob, sob, sob …"