Zhou Luo waited for a while, but he got such an answer, and almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, and said angrily: "I know this, let me ask you, are you the leader of the evil wind thief?"

The ghost-faced man replied quickly this time: "Yesterday it was, not now." ”

"Why?" Zhou Luo was surprised.

"Naturally, it's because the masters of your Xuantian Palace have descended, gathered masters, and exterminated all my evil wind thieves. ”

When Zhou Luo heard this, he froze for a moment, then suddenly laughed and applauded: "Good, good, good! The evil wind thief is a force that has harmed the cultivation and cultivation qi realm, and has done a lot of evil, and it should have been destroyed." ”

The ghost-faced man was not even angry, but said: "You junior, you also have a bit of boring righteousness, yes, the Zhengyuan Tiangang Qi of Zhengyuan Peak of Taixuan Mountain is like this." However, you must have forgotten that Qiu Yangzi's old way didn't care about your life, if I hadn't caught you all the way and escaped with ghost escape techniques, you would have already been crushed and would have died without a place to be buried. ”

Zhou Luo said without hesitation: "This has nothing to do with you, Qiu Yangzi has offended me, and I will be successful in cultivating in the future, so I will naturally have to deal with him." ”

The ghost-faced man smiled and said, "Yes, a bit of an interesting junior." ”

At this point, the ghost-faced man didn't speak anymore, meditated and cultivated by himself, and it wasn't until dawn that he stopped his breath, didn't say much, reached out and grabbed Zhou Luo, dragged the prison ghost sword, and took it into the air, and then walked away.

Zhou Luo finally knew why he was in sharp pain like a pinprick all over his body, because the speed of this ghost-faced man's flight was too fast, more than twenty or thirty times faster than his own sword's flight, with his own cultivation, his body was far from being strong enough to withstand such a speed of flying, and the wind that was as sharp as a knife was blowing on the skin, and there was a feeling that he was going to tear open the blood.

Fortunately, this time the ghost-faced man was kind, and a cloud of black qi rolled out, condensing into a faint aura curtain, enveloping Zhou Luo, so that he would not be directly fainted by pain again.

"Where are you going to get me?"

The fields, mountains, rivers, lakes, and cities beneath his feet, countless dense crowds like ants were gradually left behind, and the rising sun was thrown to the east. The ghost-faced man took him and went straight to the west, not stopping for a moment, until sunset and nightfall, he still found a wilderness, landed, and imprisoned Zhou Luo, and the ghost-faced man did not mention his own self-cultivation.

No matter how Zhou Luo asked him, the ghost-faced man never answered any of his questions.

So back and forth, two or three days later, Zhou Luo had to give up, fortunately the other party didn't seem to have the intention of killing him, so he could only be at ease when he came, he began to slowly regulate his true qi, stabilize the Dao foundation, and sure enough, after this vicious and dangerous situation, his cultivation has made some improvements.

The road of cultivation is rugged and bumpy, and only in the midst of difficulties can we move forward, and this truth is indeed true.

After about seven or eight days, Zhou Luo didn't even know where they had gone through several big states. On this day, Zhou Luo felt that his aura had been completely straightened out, and there was progress, everything had returned to a perfect state, and the ghost-faced man actually waved his hand, and a huge cloak appeared on top of the black robe, covering his head and face stiffly.

Zhou Luo was stunned, he hadn't said a word for several days, but at this time he couldn't help asking, "Are we going to fall?"

The ghost-faced man was so surprised that he agreed, "Clever." ”

Sure enough, they fell.

The ghost-faced man was very flamboyant, there were no taboos, and he took Zhou Luo straight into a majestic city, and fell in a noisy place in the crowd.

When Zhou Luo fell, he saw that this big city was three hundred miles away, very majestic, and it could be regarded as a state city of a big state, and he heard the strange accent here, and suddenly someone shouted, "The immortal chief has come to Kangcheng", and he was shocked suddenly: "Kangcheng? Kangcheng! Isn't that the state city of my southwestern Tang Prefecture?"

The ghost-faced man didn't say much, took Zhou Luo, walked on the street of Kangcheng, found a rather large inn, and lived in it.

After entering the room, the ghost-faced man said again: "You just wait here, don't wander around, I'll go and go back." Of course, it doesn't hurt if you leave, but in your body, I have planted nine yin ghosts, if you leave me for more than nine days, you will naturally have yin ghosts erupt, devouring everything about you, and you will die a miserable death!"

Only then did Zhou Luo know that this person was indeed worthy of being the leader of the evil wind thieves, and he was really vicious and vicious to the extreme. As for what the Nine Sons Yin Ghost was, he didn't know, but it must be an extremely vicious poison.

With that, the ghost-faced man was gone.

And Zhou Luo himself was still immersed in anger.

This place is Cannes, the state city of Fuzhou.

Dongtu 9981 Prefecture, the successive dynasties have never changed, and now the Tang Dynasty is the same. The land of Fuzhou, in the southwest of Dongtu, the terrain has fallen, and it is also known as the land of Tianfu, which has always been the southwest granary of the Dongtu Dynasty. Cannes is the state city of Fuzhou.

Moreover, Fuzhou has a vast territory, ranking among the best among all the large states in the east, and together with Shuzhou in the west, it occupies almost half of the entire southwest boundary.

Zhou Luo's heart was half cold, this place of Fuzhou, from Taixuan Mountain, where Xuantian Palace is located, almost spans thirty large states, if it is his own sword flight, it is impossible to reach it without a year and a half.

This ghost-faced man kidnapped Zhou Luo and didn't go anywhere, so he rushed straight to Kangcheng, Fuzhou day and night, and disappeared, and I don't know why.

Zhou Luo was angry, and he didn't know what to do, so he sat down on the bed of the inn and began to cultivate, secretly looking for the "Nine Sons Yin Ghost" planted by the ghost-faced man in his body to see what it was.

Zhou Luo's Xuantian Qi Cultivation Technique has reached the ninth layer of Qi Training, the realm of Dao Ji. The next step is to mellow and penetrate, enter the realm of perfection, and use the consummation of the true qi path foundation as the foundation to impact the Danyuan realm.

This is a sprint to the great realm, not as good as the promotion of each layer of the Qi Cultivation Realm, I don't know how many people have been stuck in the threshold of the ninth layer of Qi Cultivation for the rest of their lives, and finally died of depression and old age.

Zhou Luo's divine consciousness completely sank into his body, his true qi flowed, penetrating his whole body, and he first felt the condensation of qi and blood in his chest, which was the Dao foundation, also known as the Dao fetus, the fetal membrane of the so-called "Dao", and the origin of future cultivation. His divine sense, which guides the true qi, starts from the chest and escapes to the whole body little by little, starting from the chest and spreading to the five internal organs and limbs.

There are no anomalies.

"Could it be that ghost-faced man is deceiving me? No, this person is at least a great master of the Yuanying Realm, practicing the Yuanshen, under the siege of more than a dozen Yuanying Realm masters, he can still escape calmly, it is impossible to do such a boring thing, but not everyone is Senior Brother Chihuang......"

This matter is related to his own life, of course Zhou Luo did not dare to relax, and immediately became more condensed, just inch by inch, without letting go of the slightest trace, he had to investigate and search again.

Finally, after about half an hour, Zhou Luo finally noticed something unusual.

Right next to Dowki, where the heart is.

A bit of black gas, which is extremely faint and extremely difficult to find, is hidden there. It's not the kind of black gas where the heart monument is, it's the terrifying Heavenly Dao Supreme Silence Thunder, although it is terrifying, but it is dignified, there is a kind of aura that resists some, and all of them are obliterated and devoured, and this black gas is indeed miserable and terrifying, ghostly, and chilling.

"Found it!"

As soon as Zhou Luo's divine sense moved, he immediately mobilized almost all of his divine sense, and fiercely surrounded that little bit of black qi, and sure enough, he saw that the black qi was extremely subtle, but it was an image like a purgatory ghost, and it was a ghost-faced head with condensed ghost energy, vicious, tragic, with a bloody mouth, constantly devouring all the qi and blood essence around him.

Those are Zhou Luo's own essence and blood, and it is a pity to lose it at all. At this moment, the ghost face opened its mouth wide, and every time it devoured a little, it grew a little stronger.

"This is the Nine Sons Yin Ghost? No wonder, the ghost-faced man said that within nine days, if he can't be lifted, he will be devoured completely, and there will be no place to bury him...... No, this kind of thing can't stay in the body......" Zhou Luo didn't care if he would be discovered by the ghost-faced man, he only felt that this thing was left in the body, as if it was as disgusting as eating a fly.

His divine consciousness was formless and substantial, but it was all gathered at once, like a sharp long sword, sharp and unprovoked, piercing straight through!

The silent scream, an invisible fluctuation, conveyed, the Jiuzi Yin Ghost in the depths of his heart opened his mouth suddenly, I don't know what the means, devoured it in a big gulp, and even directly tore off a large piece of Zhou Luo's attack on the past divine sense!

"Hoo ......"

Zhou Luo took a long breath, his consciousness turned around, he woke up, and found that he was covered in cold sweat, and as soon as he ran it slightly, he found that his divine consciousness was really injured, and the feeling of his divine consciousness being bitten was like a sharp knife stabbed in the heart, and the pain was unbearable.

Zhou Luo was furious.

He immediately regained his strength, condensed his divine consciousness again, and killed the Nine Sons Yin Ghost.

This time, his divine consciousness was activated, and his mind penetrated deep into the depths of his soul, where there was an endless unknown void, black air was swirling, the path was like thunder, turning into a round sky, and a mysterious heart monument stood in the center.

Zhou Luo was now able to mobilize the power of this mysterious heart monument a little independently, at least, those black thunderbolts outside the heart monument.

In the black qi thunder, there were two groups of primordial gods, the Xuantian primordial god and the dark night primordial god, as well as a white orb. It seems that all the things that have been swallowed by the heart monument, but have not been completely refined, cannot be separated, although the Yuanchen White Bone Transformation Orb can be sacrificed to kill the enemy, but it still has to be classified here, and cannot be put into the hidden void bag.