Unlike the Demon Sect that moved into southern Xinjiang eighteen years ago, the Rakshasa Gate is different. The sphere of influence of the Ghost Piaotang has always been on the southeastern edge of southern Xinjiang and the upper reaches of the Nanhe River. Can it be said that it is a native of Southern Xinjiang and a demonic sect. Although in terms of strength on the bright side, the power of the Ghost Drifting Hall is much different from that of the Demon Sect and the Rakshasa Gate. However, when it comes to being deep-rooted, both the Demon Sect and the Rakshasa Sect have to admit that the Ghost Drifting Hall is indeed stronger than them. As for the annual selection of boys and girls from the towns, this is also a long-standing custom. Not only the Demon Sect and the Rakshasa Sect, but even the Southern Three Swords Sect in the righteous path shook their heads helplessly. It's not that I don't want to care, but the source of this matter is the ghost city of Fengdu, where the ghost floating hall is located. Uprooting the Ghost Drift Hall, the Southern Three Swords Sect asked itself if it had this ability. Since there is nothing to be done, I have to let it go. Anyway, the mortal inhabitants are already familiar with this long-standing habit, so let it be.

Thinking of the Ghost Drift Hall's cruel devouring of the Yuan Shen, thinking that Shu Xue Ning was devoured by the people of the Ghost Drift Hall because she wanted to save herself. Since then, the smoke has disappeared, and even reincarnation no longer exists. Zhou Bo's hands inadvertently grabbed the sheets he sat down, and he worked harder and harder.

Zhou Bo once asked himself, he is not a stingy person. However, when he found that the woman who had amazed him for a moment looked at him with a look of contempt and disdain, and excused her senior sister who was already wrong. Zhou Bo put the arrogant and unreasonable impression on Shu Xuening's head in his heart. Later, on the Purple Star Peak, he was knocked down into the sea of clouds, which triggered the battle between the two peaks of the Green and Purple Stars, which made Zhou Bo disgusted with the disciples of the Green and Green Peak, especially the representative Shu Xuening. So much so that when I saw her, I was not even interested in a word. However, it was such a woman, when she was caught, especially when she knew that the other party was a blood rakshasa, she still went to southern Xinjiang, trying her best to save herself. Whenever he thought of Shu Xuening's move, Zhou Bo had to admit that his bad feelings for Shu Xuening would always disappear at this moment.

If the Blood Rakshasa is willing to change to another condition, Zhou Bo will definitely agree without hesitation. After all, Shu Xuening was caught in this crisis because of herself. The grace of a drop of water is reciprocated by a spring. For Zhou Bo, grievances have always been clear. But this time, Zhou Bo really didn't know how to choose. On the one hand, it is the threat to the righteous path after the Blood Rakshasa obtains that set of swordsmanship. On the one hand, it is to save her own Shu Xuening's life. The intertwining of righteousness and kindness put Zhou Bo in a dilemma at this moment.

"What you think in your heart, let it go. The man is hesitant, and he will regret and hate for life!" Just as Zhou Bo was hesitating in his heart, Shura, who was close his eyes on the side, suddenly spoke. Although the tone was very cold, these words were objective and fair, and they did not dissuade anything because of the Blood Rakshasa. Instead, he used these twenty-three words to tell Zhou Bo what to do. Hearing Shura's words, Zhou Bo, who was originally troubled in his heart, suddenly relaxed for no reason. Taking two deep breaths, Zhou Bo's eyes refocused on a deep light. It was a confident and sure look, and the next moment Zhou Bo suddenly got up and pushed open the door. Not far from the door, the Blood Rakshasa stood there, as if waiting for him on a special trip.

Seeing the figure of the Blood Rakshasa, Zhou Bo took a deep breath again, and slowly spit out three words: "You, win, .......!"

The sky was dark and bright, and the morning light, which had been silent all night, finally reappeared on the horizon. On the horizon, the stars began to recede. The appearance of the sun and the disappearance of the moon are like the eternal and unchanging law between yin and yang, complementing each other, but they are mutually reinforcing.

Sitting on a boat against the current, although there is resistance to the current, it does not affect the speed of the boat too much. Time seems to have slowed down invisibly. And on the main pole of the big ship, the blood-red banner made the forces along the Nanhe River scramble to avoid it. Rakshasa Gate, the giant of the southern Xinjiang forces, it seems that no one dares to touch the tiger's whiskers. Therefore, the Nanhe, which was not safe in the first place, did not have the slightest impact on the journey of the big ship of the Rakshasa Gate.

In the cabin, a blood rakshasa with a golden mask stood with his hands in his hands. The master, who had just returned to the Rakshasa Gate for less than an hour, left the Rakshasa Gate again. However, this time it was not the same as the last quiet departure. When the Blood Rakshasa left again, she had already told the four demons in the Rakshasa Gate very clearly that she was going to the Ghost Drift Hall.

He didn't bring a master, but just asked the ordinary disciples in the Rakshasa Sect to prepare the boat. In this way, all the way up the waterway, towards the Fengdu Mountain, which is located upstream. In the cabin, it was so quiet that you could hear a pin dropping. Facing the door master, those Rakshasa disciples didn't even have the courage to stand two meters away from the cabin. This is majesty, this is domineering, this is the effect of the Blood Rakshasa in the Rakshasa Gate. Even, Zhou Bo admired this woman who looked slender and handsome on her real face from the bottom of his heart. can lead such a force in the strong and unruly southern Xinjiang. Even though this woman's cultivation is profound and she has few opponents, she is also very hard and lonely, right? Thinking of this, Zhou Bo sighed silently, and his fingers slowly passed over his Jingyun sword.

"You sigh very much, it is just sunrise now, and your fellow is in danger at night. Since I promised you, I will naturally bring you out of the same door intact. If you have something to do with the same door today, I will help you scrape Bai Wuchang alive, and I will never contaminate your set of sword techniques!" Blood Rakshasa's voice was cold, and he seemed to be very dissatisfied with Zhou Bo's silent sigh. In her mind, it was the latter's distrust of her. didn't look back at the little guy who was a little dull, in fact, the Blood Rakshasa had a trace of doubt in his heart at this moment. It was clear that the incomparably powerful sword technique was about to arrive, but she was not at all happy or that joy was far from meeting her requirements. It seems that the kid's every move behind her has had a certain impact on her. "Hmph, damn boy, this sect personally helped you, and I am not satisfied. I don't know where that irritability came from, the Blood Rakshasa frowned and flicked his sleeves randomly, thinking hatefully in his heart.

For Zhou Bo, the Blood Rakshasa himself admitted that his attitude and behavior towards him had surpassed that of anyone before. Recalling the scene of Zhou Bo calling his daughter-in-law that day, Blood Rakshasa would keep asking and pondering in his heart, as if he was really too tolerant of this young righteous boy, too tolerant. Even though he said to himself countless times in his heart, the reason why he just threw him into the waterhole after Zhou Bo called him his daughter-in-law was because he wanted to get that peerless sword technique from him. However, in that subconscious, the Blood Rakshasa still admitted that he didn't seem to really want to embarrass that kid at that moment. Otherwise, in the past, even if you don't want the other party's life, you will inevitably use your own means to torture the other party to shut up. The name of the Blood Rakshasa in the southern Xinjiang of Megatron was not passed down by word of mouth, but was piled up again and again with countless blood and iron-blooded means of destroying the door. The kind of breath that seems to have a faint smell of blood when you walk into it makes countless people avoid it. No one knew that the Blood Rakshasa was female, and no one dared to believe that the Blood Rakshasa was female. Killing, blood. These are the true colors of the overlord in the eyes of the demons in southern Xinjiang.

"No, you're thinking too much. I'm just thinking, what if the ghost floats away from someone?" Zhou Bo's heart now thinks about the most is the attitude of the ghost drifting hall. Because the Blood Rakshasa has clearly told Zhou Bo: For the Ghost Floating Hall, she will not sneak into the ghost city of Fengdu like a thief to rescue Shu Xuening. Although, that is undoubtedly the most time-saving and labor-saving method. She will set foot in the ghost city of Fengdu in a bright way, and use her own way, in the way of the Blood Rakshasa, to return to Shu Xuening. It seems that the ethereal four ghosts of the Blood Rakshasa Ghost Floating Hall have indescribable grievances.

"Hmph, don't you give it? won't they take it ourselves if they don't give it to us?" Blood Rakshasa's tone was cold: "If they don't give it, I will kill you until you give it! The others, I'll take care of it for you!" Blood Rakshasa said his plan, but Zhou Bo was taken aback. When he was sure that his ears had not heard correctly, Zhou Bo spoke: "What did you say, you said that I should deal with the four ethereal ghosts?"

"Yes, the Ethereal Four Ghosts can only be dealt with by you, I... I can't kill him!" Blood Rakshasa's words hesitated a little at this moment, but finally spoke: "Do you know why I want your set of sword techniques? It's because, with my current ability, I can't kill the four ethereal ghosts." It should be said that even if I join forces with the Demon Sect's Sharpening Blade, I can't kill the four ethereal ghosts. ”

"He's so powerful?" Zhou Bo, who rarely saw Blood Rakshasa admit his inadequacy like this, didn't doubt Blood Rakshasa's words, although he only got along with Blood Rakshasa for a few days, but Zhou Bo believed that Blood Rakshasa was a man of his word. In fact, the Blood Rakshasa is a proud master, despite his bloody methods, he is resolute in killing. However, there is usually a benefit to such masters, they disdain intrigues, lie and deception. Since the Blood Rakshasa said so, it proves that she really can't kill the four ethereal ghosts. Zhou Bo didn't expect that the four ethereal ghosts would be so powerful. Even the Blood Rakshasa is not its opponent.

"Awesome? I and Sharpening Blade are just enough to defeat him. The Blood Rakshasa had obviously seen Zhou Bo's misunderstanding of his words, and directly explained: "The four ethereal ghosts are not powerful, but he has almost become immortal. Because, the Hundred Ghost Devouring Soul Eater he cultivated was the realm of soul body separation, twin life and double separation. The body and the primordial spirit have already been successfully separated, and even if the body is destroyed, it can't die. Moreover, do you know why he is called the Four Misty Ghosts alone? Because he has four souls in his body, that is, the body of one person, the soul of the four people's primordial spirits. ”

"What, how is this possible?" though he had been exposed to too many incredible things all along. However, this was the first time he had heard of something that existed in one body. Aren't they afraid of attacks or devouring fusions between souls? Even if Zhou Bo didn't have much knowledge, he knew that this was something that was obviously impossible. However, the ethereal four ghosts can do it. Perhaps, if another person said these words, Zhou Bo would not believe it. However, in front of him now is the Blood Rakshasa who is one of the three masters in Southern Xinjiang. Since she said it, it must be true.

"At first, I didn't believe it either. But after the fight, I realized that the rumor was true. The Hundred Ghosts Devouring Soul This kind of exercise is particularly special, and the cultivation is the Yuan Shen Soul. In the same way, in the process of cultivating this kind of exercise, it also requires a lot of soul support. No one can imagine how much pain the soul devouring primordial god would suffer. Because, such a thing as the Yuan Shen is mysterious and mysterious, and no one can say it clearly. If you devour a soul, it means that you have an extra memory hidden in the depths. If you devour a hundred, you will have a hundred more memories. The higher the cultivation, the greater the degree of storage of this memory. Know that one day, your own soul and spirit can no longer suppress the chaotic memories generated by those souls, that is your end has come. ”

"Do you know why every year on the night of the night of the Hundred Ghosts, that is, from July 13 to July 15, the Blood Rakshasa sends ten pairs of boys and girls to each town? Devouring it, the effect of memory confusion and mutual influence will be minimized. The Four Misty Ghosts are the Ghost Drifting Sect Masters who have cultivated to the highest level among the Hundred Ghost Devouring Souls. The others, it seems, have not reached his level, and the memory of the primordial spirit is confused, destroyed or disappeared. ”

"Then, according to what you said, they obviously know that the final result is like this, and they are still cultivating the Hundred Ghosts Devouring Souls? Are they crazy, they don't know that if they continue like this, it will be destruction?" In Zhou Bo's opinion, these people in the Ghost Drifting Hall can be regarded as crazy, and they know that the final result will be a catastrophe, and they even try their best to cultivate.

"Their previous sect masters knew about this, but they all worked hard to cultivate. You know, how much influence becoming a master, especially being a master of dominating one side, is on those people. The cultivation recipe of Hundred Ghosts Devouring Souls is like a catalyst for advancing the primordial spirits in advance. After cultivating it, not only does it become neither human nor ghostly. Moreover, it has also lost the most basic human nature. However, it is not entirely without benefits. It can bring great vitality, to gain great power, and it can even be said to be attacked without dying. Although these are only short-lived, at least, they become masters, and they become the overlords of the dominant side. This feeling, this kind of psychology, is like a meteor crossing the night sky, although it is short, but it is also brilliant. Maybe that's what those Ghost Drifting Hall Sect Masters of the past generations had in mind. The tone of the Blood Rakshasa was a little disdainful, the way of heaven is vertical and horizontal, relying on one step at a time, such opportunistic shortcuts, after all, it is difficult to be competent.

Ahead, the current was slowing down, and the big boat was already heading towards the shore. In the distance, the mountains are undulating and a thick fog fills the air. It looks terrifying, and the dense forest covers the sky. "Here, it should be the area of Fengdu Mountain, right?" Zhou Bo thought secretly in his heart.

Sure enough, the Blood Rakshasa looked at the mountains and said in a flat voice: "Fengdu Mountain, it's here!"

Fengdu Town, named because of its proximity to Fengdu Mountain. Although the ghost town of Fengdu in Fengdu Mountain did not know how many once bold mortals were frightened, Fengdu Town did not become depressed because of this. On the contrary, the town is bustling with pedestrians. This kind of prosperity can be said to be indeed rare in southern Xinjiang.