Chapter 1188： From the red lotus tribe

"Hong Ji, you don't want to toast or not eat fine wine. Do you think you can fight against my clan only by your own strength?"

After the gray-clothed man finished speaking, he waved his arm, and two people suddenly appeared behind him.

Both of them were dressed in black, with lotus patterns on their foreheads, and the breath radiating from their bodies was quite good, and they obviously had the cultivation base of the later stage of transforming the gods.

"Don't go too far. My father broke his arm and gave up his position as the patriarch and left the Red Lotus Clan. He already owes you nothing."

"Furthermore, Dark Blood Youhuan is not only my essence and blood, no one in the clan can use it now. If you ask for it, it is a waste treasure."

Hong Ji said angrily. Her family was a direct descendant of the Red Lotus clan. Back then, her so-called clan members were completely unsympathetic. She ruthlessly expelled them from the clan just because she was afraid of causing trouble to her upper body.

"Dark Blood Youhuan is originally a thing of the Red Lotus Clan. Whether it is a waste treasure or not, it should not fall into the hands of an outsider like you. Hand over the treasure ring and spare you not to die." The gray-clothed man sneered and said.

At the same time, the two men behind him also turned to their cultivation bases at the same time, and the three powerhouses of the late transformation stage were ready to shoot at the same time.

Hong Ji's complexion changed slightly, and her figure couldn't help taking two steps back. She has not yet healed from her internal injuries. Even with the Dark Blood Youhuan in her hands, it is difficult to resist the three powerhouses.

"Sister, let's help you!" At this time, the female cultivators in the Red Garden also rushed over after hearing the sound and stood behind Hong Ji.

The strongest of these people is only in the initial stage of transforming the gods, and the female cultivators of the Yuan Ying’s cultivation are the majority. Compared with the people of the Red Lotus tribe, there are still some gaps.

"Haha...haha, Hong Ji is relying on these people, do you think you can stop me from waiting?" The three of the Red Lotus tribe couldn't help laughing at this scene.

The power of the late transformation of the gods can't be countered by the number of low-level cultivators at all. It is just the force of coercion, and these female cultivators with low cultivation levels are afraid that they will not be able to resist.

Hong Ji looked embarrassed. After taking a look at the people behind her, she couldn't help but sighed secretly and waved her hand gently to them.

"This is a matter in my clan, you don't need to intervene, go back!" Hong Ji's voice was slightly low.

She clearly knew that even if these people were on board together, she would not be able to stop the three people in front of her for half a breath, forcing her to make a move might cost her her life in vain.

"But..." The female cultivators behind Hong Ji's face were all anxious at this moment, and they did not leave because of her words.

"You don't need to say more, I order you as the owner of the garden to retreat to me immediately!" Hong Ji's eyes condensed, and the faces of everyone behind him were swept one by one.

"Yes, I will follow the owner's decree."

All the female cultivators in the garden sighed secretly at this moment, and after bowing to Hong Ji, they retreated to the back one after another.

At the same time, Hong Ji's gaze couldn't help falling to the depths of the Red Garden. A wry smile flashed across her face in that hidden secret room.

That person had given her enough help, and now that someone from the Red Lotus clan suddenly arrived, she was too embarrassed to speak to Lu Chen again.

After a light sigh, Hong Ji turned her head and stared at the three people in front of her, her eyes flashing with a hint of toughness.

"You want Dark Blood Youhuan, if you have the ability, come and take it." Hong Ji said with a cold voice, and the cultivation of the whole body was also condensed at the same time.

As soon as she lifted her arm, the red blood ring on her wrist suddenly flashed with bloodthirsty red glow, and a tremendous coercive force immediately swept the entire Red Garden.

In the battle of Dongcheng Mansion, in order to summon the Red Devil, Hongji's small purple bottle was broken. Now the only battle can only be the Dark Blood Ghost Ring, which can help her.

"Hong Ji, every time you use the blood ring, it will consume your blood. You are injured now. It is impossible for me to be the opponent of the three of us. You will not be able to capture it without holding your hands."

The gray-clothed man gave a low cry, and at the same time a burst of red light appeared all over his body, and a strange force was lifted up on his arm.

"Ning, Jing." The gray-clothed man suddenly yelled, and the whole person also rose into the air.

The figure of this person is like electricity. Under the red glow in his palm, a three-foot-long dark red ice crystal is transformed into a three-foot-long dark red ice crystal. In the shadow of night, his entire arm seems to have become an ice crystal state at this moment. The momentum is very unique.

A dignified color appeared on Hong Ji's face, and the Dark Blood Youhuan also let go of her hands at the same time, bringing a burst of light, and swiping towards the person.

"If you want this link, you have to pay the price." Hong Ji yelled softly, regardless of the injuries in the body, the whole body's cultivation was far to the extreme.

I saw that she tapped her chest at the same time, forced a mouthful of blood from her body, drew a **** rune, and blended it into the dark blood ghost ring.

The dark red treasure ring suddenly became red, and countless red tentacles stretched out from it, like bloodshots, scrolling towards the gray man.

"Huh, ghost **** hands!"

"If your father used it, I would still be a little bit scared, and when it came out of your hands, I would insult the reputation of Xianhuan."

After the gray-clothed man finished speaking, he glanced at the two people on the ground at the same time, and the two clansmen immediately understood, and the figure immediately brought out the afterimage, and rushed towards the Hong Ji in front.

At this moment, the three powerhouses in the late stage of the transformation are actually ignoring their identities and attacking Hong Ji together.

Facing the Dark Blood Youhuan, the gray-clothed man actually did not retreat but moved forward. The ice crystals turned into his arms were extremely sharp, cutting off the tentacles.

And the two clansmen below are also approaching Hong Ji's body at this moment. The power of the late stage transformation of the gods, without any mercy, rushes towards the shadows ahead.

"Heh, after my father is gone, the Red Lotus clan nowadays has changed into this appearance." Hong Ji smiled sorrowfully, a mouthful of blood and then the clothes on her chest.

Forcibly controlling the Dark Blood Youhuan, her injuries have been aggravated, and now facing the two powers of the late transformation stage, it is already somewhat difficult to resist.

"Go!" A voice that was as cold as profound ice came from the depths of the Red Garden.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a flash of blue light, the invisible sword air filaments twisted in the air, and the sharp sword intent enveloped the sky above the Red Garden.

"Forbidden clouds!" Lu Chen was dressed in a white robe without any wind, and his figure suddenly appeared at this moment, with golden light flashing all over his body, holding the ancient lotus sword pointing straight at the sky.

The four people who fought immediately, under the sealing power of Forbidden Cloud, were all uncertain in the midair. Together with the magical spells, they were also frozen at this moment.

After Lu Chen stepped into the late stage of transforming the gods, his forbidden cloud power also increased. This sword-intent seal, like the power of the forbidden air in the tribulation realm, was quite similar.

"This is the power of forbidden air?" The gray-clothed man's pupils shrank slightly, staring at Lu Chen in front of him, his face showing horror.