Chapter 172 Silk Lock

Although Mu Huaishan was in great danger when he was attacked by Jinlan Taoist just now, he had Patriarch Yang hiding in the dark to protect him, and his companions could support each other.

But at this time, Patriarch Yang was already fighting with Jinlan Taoist, and he had no hands to help him.

Even his Purple Mansion companions who were close to him were desperately blocked by the four Purple Mansion cultivators of Qingxuan Sect, and they had no hands to rescue him.

Although the ones who were far away had stronger cultivation, they were more than a hundred miles away, and even if the Purple Mansion cultivators were extremely fast, it would take at least a quarter of an hour for them to rush over.

Within this quarter of an hour, Mu Huaishan had to face Lu Hongniang alone. Only if he could survive within this quarter of an hour could he wait for rescue.

Lu Hongniang's magic weapon, the Silk Lock, was very vicious. Once entangled by this red spiritual light, it would be like a bone-attaching ulcer that would make people feel painful to the bone marrow and could not be removed for decades.

Mu Huaishan was careless for a moment and was approached by the Silk Lock. He could only use the fourth-level Xuan Gang Qi Talisman, hoping to delay him for a while by blocking the fourth-level spirit talisman.

Red ropes were wrapped around the Gang Qi shield released by the fourth-level spirit talisman, making the Xuan Gang Qi shield crackle.

Soon, the Gang Qi shield was covered with dense cracks, and it broke into countless small pieces with a crash, completely turning into a group of spiritual energy and dissipating in the air.

This fourth-level spirit talisman was damaged by Lu Hongniang's Silk Lock after only delaying for a while.

A defensive spirit talisman above the fourth level is worth more than two thousand spirit stones.

Treasures of this level are killers that can determine the outcome in the hands of foundation-building cultivators. Even if a cultivator at the ninth level of foundation-building has such a fourth-level defensive spirit talisman in his hand, it must be a key trump card that can determine the outcome.

However, facing Lu Hongniang, who was at the ninth level of the Purple Mansion, this precious fourth-level spiritual talisman could only delay Mu Huaishan for less than half a cup of tea.

This half cup of tea was undoubtedly very precious. During this half cup of tea, Mu Huaishan took out a red spiritual talisman with great pain, bit his middle finger, and smeared the blood of his middle finger on a blood-red animal skin.

When the Xuan Gang Qi Talisman was broken, a blood shadow appeared on his body, and he immediately escaped dozens of feet away.

The blood shadow was like a meteor. With just a slight flash, it could fly through a space of dozens of feet, and escape more than ten miles away in a very short time.

This red animal skin talisman was the famous blood escape talisman. This kind of spiritual talisman was not easy to refine, and it consumed the blood of the cultivator when used. Unless it was absolutely necessary, no cultivator was willing to use it.

Even with all the shortcomings, the blood escape talisman could still be ranked among the fourth-level spiritual talismans. Moreover, this kind of spiritual talisman was very precious, and its price was even higher than the Xuan Gang Qi Talisman that Mu Huaishan had just used. The reason why it can have this grade is because of the word "fast". Once the Purple Mansion cultivators use the blood escape talisman, their escape skills can even increase three times, almost catching up with the Golden Core Patriarch. Although the sequelae of this outbreak are strong, in order to avoid facing Lu Hongniang alone, Mu Huaishan can only resort to this last resort.

Mu Huaishan flew more than ten miles with the blood escape talisman, and was not far away from the nearest helper Liang Qiangguang. With the help of Liang Qiangguang, the two of them could barely contain Lu Hongniang.

Suddenly, a chuckle was heard. The voice of the person who spoke was very pleasant, and there was a kind of seductive taste between the soft and sticky.

"Daoist friend of Hongshan Sect, where are you going?"

Hearing this voice, Mu Huaishan's heart tightened, and he immediately looked up and saw a young girl in red in her twenties hanging a hundred feet in front of him.

This woman's skin is whiter than snow, and she exudes a light and aura all over her body. There is also a thumb-sized red mole on her forehead, which looks heroic.

Although they had never met, Mu Huaishan was very familiar with the name of Qingxuan Sect's Lu Hongniang, and he immediately recognized the person in front of him.

When he saw this person, Mu Huaishan was shocked. The most feared thing for a cultivator in a fight is to be afraid before the battle. Unfortunately, Qingxuan Sect's Lu Hongniang was notorious, and Mu Huaishan was not willing to face this person easily. After all, the difference between the two of them was huge and there was no comparison at all.

When he saw Lu Hongniang in front, Mu Huaishan realized that something was wrong and could only turn around and escape to the back.

"Junior Brother Mu, be careful, don't fall into the trap. Lu Hongniang is good at illusions, and she is behind you."

Liang Qiangguang, who was not far from Mu Huaishan, saw that Mu Huaishan was about to fall into the trap, and immediately used the Lion Roar Technique to remind Mu Huaishan to be careful of the illusion created by Lu Hongniang.

The Lion Roar Technique is a common third-level spell. Although this spell is of low level, as long as the magic power is sufficient, it can restrain the cultivator's illusion and make the cultivator who is confused by the illusion sober up.

A roar sounded in Mu Huaishan's ears. Hearing Liang Qiangguang's reminder, Mu Huaishan was shocked. When he woke up, he found that he had turned around and flown three or four miles away.

He looked up and saw a faint red sword light behind him. It seemed that it was no more than ten miles away from him.

With such a delay, the spiritual light of the blood escape talisman began to dim, and it seemed that the spiritual power was exhausted.

Lu Hongniang's escape technique was far superior to Mu Huaishan. In such a short distance, before Mu Huaishan and Liang Qiangguang could meet, Lu Hongniang behind caught up.

Lu Hongniang chuckled and said, "Daoist friend of Hongshan Sect, where are you going?"

Hearing this sentence for the second time, Mu Huaishan's face changed, and he fiercely sacrificed the flying sword and slashed towards Lu Hongniang.

The flying sword flashed with a spiritual light, and cut the beautiful girl opposite into two pieces.

Seeing this scene, Mu Huaishan's face changed. He knew clearly that Lu Hongniang had good skills and it was impossible for her to be hurt by him.

Just when Mu Huaishan was alert, a red rope suddenly wrapped around him from behind.

This red rope was Lu Hongniang's magic weapon, the Silk Lock. The grade of this magic weapon was already the fourth-grade upper grade. Once entangled by the Silk Lock, even if Mu Huaishan could escape this time, he would not be able to fight with others within decades.

Circles of red spiritual light wrapped around Mu Huaishan, and soon turned into a red light cocoon, trapping Mu Huaishan tightly in the red light cocoon.

At this time, Mu Huaishan's body seemed to be bitten by thousands of insects and ants, and every minute and every second was extremely painful.

Mu Huaishan cultivated the Purple Mansion, and he also went through untold hardships to get to this day. Facing this life-threatening situation, he immediately made a decision to release the true fire in his body that he had cultivated for a hundred years. The true fire refined the strands of red spiritual light along the blood vessels and acupoints of the flesh.

In order to refine the spiritual light of the Silk-wrapped Lock, Mu Huaishan reversed the true fire and turned his body into a big red furnace.

This method of reversing the true fire is extremely harmful to the body. Even if he can survive this time, he cannot recover without hundreds of years of cultivation.

Just when Mu Huaishan was desperately refining the Silk-wrapped Lock, Liang Qiangguang and Dong Hongyu, who were closest to him, also rushed over and quickly restrained Lu Hongniang.

At the same time, the other four Purple Mansion cultivators of Qingxuan Sect also stopped an opponent.