Chapter 796: Luo Ping'er's Peril

iately recognized as a disciple of Lingxiao Palace, no less than Ge Sheng, a fellow cultivator who had gotten close with Lu Xia Tian. Aside from some bruises on his body caused by rocks, there were on...The Seven Mysterious Cave Dwellers had been chasing and pursuing for some time. As time passed, Luo Ping'er also started to frequently face dangerous situations.

After flying for dozens of miles, a young and old pair of horse-faced cultivators on the opposite side also saw what was happening here.

“Wang Shidi, lend me a hand, help me block this woman. After the job is done, there will be great rewards.” The fat eldest of the Seven Disciples of Donghuan saw the old man and boy and was overjoyed, shouting loudly.

Luo Ping'er's face drastically changed. The seven behind her were already struggling to cope, and now two more came, and they were with the other side as well.

"Alright then, Elder Brother Dongxuan, I don't want anything else. Just lend me your Hu Jing mirror!" The horse-faced elder responded loudly, his mouth opening wide like a gong. In the blink of an eye, it became several feet in size.

The horse-faced old man extended his left hand forward. His palm, which was already nearly the size of a fan, suddenly enlarged again, almost like the palm of a giant beast, striking the cymbal.

With a jarring clang, the bronze gong's sound pierced through the air. Luoping shivered violently, almost losing her balance as she hung in mid-air.

“Wang Shidi, good skills. It seems that your Soul-shaking Drum is becoming more and more masterful.” Seeing Luo Ping’er's speed hindered, the eldest of the Seven Disciples of Dongxuan was overjoyed. Besides the eldest, who was the most skilled, the other disciples knew the power of the Soul-shaking Drum and flew away from its attack direction. This Soul-shaking Drum was a divine sense attack, but it didn't distinguish between enemies and friends.

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“You flatter me, you flatter me.” The old man with a horse face smiled wryly.

Luo Ping'er let out a cold snort, her slender white fingers flicked, and a pill entered her mouth. It melted instantly, and at the same time, her body accelerated again, flying forward without hesitation.

With a clang! The old man with the horse face struck the Soul-Shaking Drum once more. At this moment, a pale bluish light suddenly appeared on Luo Ping'er's body surface. When the sound waves emitted by the Soul-Shaking Drum hit the blue light, they dissipated into nothingness.

Luo Ping'er clapped her storage bag, and the black spider puppet inside flashed in the white light, approaching the horse-faced old man at an astonishing speed.

The old man with a horse face’s continuous hammering of the gong was naturally useless against the spider puppet, which was a dead thing.

A spider puppet's mouth gaped open, and a web shot towards the old man with a horse face, covering him in mid-air.

The old man with a horse face put away his bronze gong and drew out a jade-green curved sword. The sword slashed repeatedly in the air, but failed to cut through the spider web.

"Grandpa, retreat quickly!" The young man with the horse face cried out in alarm.

Luo Ping'er's beautiful eyes flashed with anger, and she threw out a bamboo tube that was a foot long and as thick as an arm. Countless bamboo needles shot out from inside, like a torrential rain of flying needles, enveloping the grandfather and grandson with horse faces.

A flash of panic crossed the old man's face. That spider puppet was incredibly powerful, even a late-stage Jindan cultivator would find it difficult to withstand. This woman in the purple cloak looked weak and alluring, but her attacks were ruthless. The seven sons of Dongxuan, that lustful fellow, should have known better than to play with fire for those few people.

The old man with a horse face took out a white banner. With a flick of the banner, a curtain of white water enveloped both himself and his grandson. Ding ding ding, the sound rose and fell, and the colorful curtain became thin in an instant. Still, dozens of flying needles shot towards them. The old man with a horse face moved his divine sense, and his curved sword artifact shattered these flying needles. But the sharp and slender legs of the spider puppet were like blades, piercing straight through him.

Before the young man with a horse face could react, Luo Ping'er’s palm strike sword had already flown to his chest. With a *plop*, blood gushed out from behind the young man's back.

Luo Ping'er's pretty eyes flashed with killing intent, she put away the spider puppet and continued to flee.

The seven disciples of Dong Xuan who followed closely behind gasped in shock, thinking that this woman was alone and weak, but they never expected her to be so ferocious. They knew the old man with a horse face's strength very well; this woman was indeed extraordinary, especially her spider puppet, which was even more unusual.

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Seeing Luo Ping'er's graceful figure beneath her flowing robes, Li Li, the eldest of the Seven Cave Masters, felt like a fire was burning within him. He was a demon consumed by lust, and he had never encountered such a captivating beauty before, so he couldn't possibly let her go.

“Chase!” Dongxuan, enraged and furious, roared. The deaths of the old man with a horse face and the youth didn't deter him in the slightest, instead, it fueled his madness further.

Luo Ping'er's heart was filled with anxiety. As the head of Lingjiao Temple, she had accumulated quite a few methods over the years, but her strongest reliance was still on that spider puppet.

Due to the time it takes to form her Golden Core, she is currently only at the middle stage. Although she could initially maintain her escape journey by relying on pills, as time went on, she inevitably felt exhausted. No matter how strong external aid was, it couldn't make up for the fact that her cultivation level was lower than others. If it were one or two late-stage Golden Core cultivators, she might have a chance of winning if she fought desperately. However, there were simply too many people facing her now. Even if she fought with all her might, she would end up in a terrible situation regardless of the outcome.

What made Luo Ping'er even more desperate was that during their flight, they encountered another group of six or so cultivators who wanted to take advantage of the situation. The leader's cultivation level wasn't inferior to that of the eldest among the Dongxuan Seven Sons.

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"Master Dongfang, where are you" Luo Ping'er disregarded their previous lack of contact with Lu Xiaoteng and was now in a state of panic. She held onto the Lingxi Conch as her last hope for salvation.

Prior to this, Lu Xiaitian was barely holding on himself. Under the invasion of killing intent within his body, his primordial spirit almost had nowhere to stand. If it weren't for the Town Demonic Pagoda, an artifact that already surpassed the level of a Dan Yuan artifact, he would have already lost his true self and become a demon consumed by slaughter.

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After repeated struggles with his murderous intent, Lu Xia Tian had now begun to suppress it within him. His spirit had gained the upper hand and naturally sensed the movements of the Lingxi conch.

Hearing Lu Ping'er's transmission, Lu Xiaotian frowned. He could imagine that the other party's situation was definitely not good. However, his own side had just suppressed the killing intent. If he rashly involved himself in the killing again, this suppressed killing intent would inevitably lose control again. Lu Xiaotian obviously didn't want to see such a scene.

“Eastern young master, can you hear me speaking” Luo Ping’er’s voice came again urgently.

"Got it, I have something to deal with here. You figure it out yourself." Lu Xia Tian replied to Luo Ping'er.

“You, you bastard!” Luo Ping’er was originally overjoyed to hear the other party’s response. She knew very well how formidable the opponent was; dozens of golden core-level demon pythons had surrounded him alone, but they were all dealt with by this guy in a blink of an eye. Although the two groups of people behind him were numerous, for that self-proclaimed Eastern man, it would be absolutely no problem.

Luo Ping'er never expected this fellow to refuse her so outright. He had called her to this desolate place, leading her into these dangerous situations. Now he wanted to abandon her What kind of logic was that

Luo Ping'er was so angry her nose ached, she almost crushed the Lingxi Conch directly. Even though she knew how terrifying that guy was, Luo Ping'er couldn't help but curse at him.

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