As soon as I went online, I found two things. One, Jobs hung up, but I didn't know this strongman well, so I didn't feel anything; Second, Zhou Tian's book friend group was sold by the buddy who provided the group, so it was disbanded, this one was quite familiar, so I was messy in an instant. Forget it, provide a new group: 152550002, for the old group that was added before, and then inexplicably disbanded the old friends who disappeared, I'm deeply sorry, it's really a sin, you come back and smoke me, and then I promise that this time there will be no more accidents.

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As soon as Zhou Luo's divine sense moved, he attracted a trace of subtle black thunder, and suddenly tracked down the location of the Nine Sons Yin Ghost.

The Nine Sons Yin Ghost had no spiritual intelligence, he only knew how to devour, and he didn't even want to open his mouth to swallow it, and swallowed that trace of Heavenly Dao Supreme Silence Thunder in one bite.

Boom!

The violent explosion, Zhou Luo's intuitive ears converled, Venus in front of him turned wildly, he was dizzy for a while, his heart was in pain, and the whole person fell on the bed.

After a long cup of tea, he turned around, and when he looked at it with a little sense, he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Haha, what a bullshit nine yin ghosts, it's not the same to die, the same to be killed by me!"

However, immediately after that, his face changed.

"Fuck it! Nine sons of yin ghosts, nine sons of yin ghosts! It's not one! It's nine?!"

When the nine-son yin ghost hidden deep in his heart was killed by Zhou Luo in one fell swoop, and was directly killed by the Heavenly Dao Supreme Annihilation Thunder, his divine sense woke up, and he immediately found that this nine-son yin ghost was actually referring to the nine-headed yin ghost. As the first Yin Ghost was refined and killed, the other eight Yin Ghosts all appeared.

The heart, liver, spleen, stomach, kidneys, when the chest diaphragm, eyes, the depths of the mind, and the last one is actually three inches below the umbilicus, where it is difficult to speak.

Zhou Luo was furious.

He immediately induced the Heavenly Dao Supreme Silence Thunder Thunder again.

Rumble!

Refine and kill one.

Rumble!

Kill another one.

Rumble!

The third.

......

Zhou Luo was ruthless, he has always been a tenacious person, and the pain is nothing. Seven huge earthquakes in a row, the five organs and the chest were torn, and there was a stinging pain in his eyes, if he hadn't been really angry to protect his eyes, it was very likely that he would be directly involved and ruined his own pair of tricks, the most important thing is the one below, where the yin ghost lives is really not a good place, Zhou Luo was ruthless, so he risked himself to make himself a demon, and killed the yin ghost where the human yin was.

And the last ghost, in the depths of my mind, this is no better than the average place, if something goes wrong, at least you will become a fool, an idiot, or at worst you will die on the spot. Zhou Luo didn't dare to be careless, and he was in severe pain all over his body, so he had to stop his hand temporarily, sit on the bed, breathe first, and his true qi ran all over his body, and sure enough, there was no big leak, and there was no big problem in the place where the eight-headed yin ghost was refined.

The internal organs are injured, and with Zhou Luo's cultivation, they can still be slowly recuperated, which is not a difficult thing, but if something goes wrong in some places, it will be terrible. Zhou Luo looked at it for a long time, and sure enough, there was no problem, so he put his mind at ease, thinking of his father's dying regret, that is, he didn't see himself marry a wife and have children as an adult, this problem must not go wrong, and if he has a wife and children in the future, he will be brought to the grave of his father in Dijing, no matter how he says, he will finish his duty as a son of man.

"Ghost-faced man! Ghost-faced man! You are so vicious! Sooner or later, I, Zhou Luo, will let you suffer from a catastrophe that you will never recover!"

Zhou Luo was so angry that he scolded, and it took half an hour to recover from the severe pain all over his body, and he got up and sat upright, breathing while looking for an opportunity to attack the last Yin ghost.

Just as Zhou Luo was hesitating, the hot hoarse voice of the ghost face came into his ears again.

"Yes, it's really a bit of an interesting junior, and he can actually refine and kill the nine yin ghosts I left in your body, however, the last yin ghost is planted in your heavenly soul, you are not only the second-generation disciple of Xuantian Palace's Zhengyuan Peak, but also quite important, if you don't want to be unable to cultivate the Yuan Shen Zheng Fa in the future and achieve the Zhengyuan Peak Tiangang Yuan Shen, then it's best not to act rashly. ”

Wrapped in a black robe, the ghost-faced ghost-faced man suddenly appeared in the room and said with a sneer.

Zhou Luo was shocked, turned over and climbed off the bed, and said sharply: "What do you want to do when you take me to Fuzhou and plant the vicious means of the Nine Sons Yin Ghost?"

The ghost-faced man ignored him, fell on the couch, took care of his own qi, and said, "I have my own calculations, if you don't want to die, go and do something for me." ”

......

"Southwest Prefecture, Shuzhou, Lianzhou and other large states, have always been frequent rebellions, to the west of the 100,000 miles of Buddhism flourishing, Lifanzhou, and my east soil is also no lack of war, the south is barren, the left road is crowded, savages do not cross, has always been with the north of the war is frequent, speaking of which, is also the Xuantian Palace, the real door and other avenues to contribute, only then Jingping Tianxuan, humanity is peaceful. However, the land of Fuzhou, a horse and a flat river, surrounded by mountains and ravines, rare in the southwest, has always been the place of the ancient battlefield, the place of burial bones is innumerable, I know that there is an ancient battlefield eight thousand miles south of this Kangcheng, in the basin, the evil spirit is deep, few people come, you go there, find a magic medicine for me. ”

The ghost-faced man sat on the couch and hissed.

Zhou Luo was surprised: "Elixir? I'm just a cultivator of the Qi Realm, I don't hide it, I haven't read the scriptures, how can I know about the elixir alchemy?"

The ghost-faced man said: "This is okay, when you go to the place where the bloody aura of the ancient battlefield is the deepest, and look for the dense bones under the ground, you will definitely be able to find that this elixir is born, and it is not available if it is not a burial place where countless corpses are gathered by death qi. ”

While speaking, the ghost-faced man took out a jade slip and fell into Zhou Luo's hand, Zhou Luo was about to inspect it, and the ghost-faced man had already said: "Go, within nine days, you won't be able to find this elixir back, and you will naturally know the consequences." ”

Zhou Luo was helpless, snorted angrily, had to turn around and go to the window, and didn't care about it, he sacrificed the gilded sword, and a golden light shot out, which was already controlling the sword light, and went straight to the south of Kangcheng.

Although Kangcheng is large, Zhou Luo has already gone out of the scope of Kangcheng in an instant. His eyesight is not better than before, and he can naturally see that in this huge Kangcheng, there are indeed a lot of places where vitality is soaring, obviously there are masters, and there are traces of vitality on the huge Kangcheng with a radius of hundreds of miles, and on the city walls and gates in all directions, there are traces of vitality, which are obviously magic circles and runes arranged by masters.

When he got out of Cannes, he headed straight south.

Fuzhou is a large state in the southwest, bordering Shuzhou and Lianzhou, the terrain has fallen, it is a large basin, surrounded by mountains and ravines on all sides, the internal wind and rain are good every year, but the surrounding area is easy to defend and difficult to attack, therefore, there have always been many rebels relying on Fuzhou, as a foundation, raising troops to make trouble, among which there is a real success, assassinating the king and killing the driver, seizing the east of the world to establish a dynasty, there are also a lot.

The land of Fuzhou has a radius of more than 100,000 miles.

Out of Kangcheng, all the way to the south, Zhou Luo took out the jade slip given by the ghost-faced man to see what this guy was going to assign himself to find. He knew that the ghost-faced man must have been injured a lot in the battle of Fulin Daze, and he wanted to refine his own pill to heal his injuries, so he made up his mind, anyway, he had nine days, and he would stay for nine days, so that this guy would suffer more pain, and maybe he would be able to find a way to refine and kill the last Jiuzi Yin Ghost during this period.

It didn't matter if he didn't look at the jade jian, when he saw it, he was suddenly startled, and almost fell from the sword light.

"This kind of thing? There is such a thing in the world...... , take this kind of thing into medicine and alchemy, this ghost-faced man's courage is really too big!"

The information engraved in the jade slip, once it was attracted by Zhou Luo's divine sense, he knew that what the ghost-faced man asked him to find was a medicinal herb called "Bloody White Fungus".

This kind of elixir is generally only found in the ancient battlefield, where there are countless dead people, and where the corpses are buried.

Countless blood and death qi of the deceased gathered together and achieved on the most powerful skull, becoming a "blood head", on top of this blood head, a pair of "white fungus" will grow, which is the condensation of countless life qi and blood essences, and it is a superb elixir, not to mention that it is used for alchemy, even if it is directly refined, the vast qi and blood in it can make the qi practitioner get huge benefits.

However, this kind of thing, after all, is born of the dead, and it is a great taboo for righteous people.

The ghost-faced man didn't have any worries, anyway, this person had been killed by the righteous path and included in the wanted list, but Zhou Luo thought about it instead, he was a real famous and decent family, a second-generation disciple, and his identity was not trivial, so it was a bit ridiculous to find such an elixir that violated heaven and harmony for this murderer.

Fortunately, Zhou Luo is not a roundabout person like Zheng Lin, if he changes the other party, I am afraid that he would rather die than obey. Zhou Luo thought to himself, if there are constraints under the control of others, naturally his life is still important, and when his life is worry-free, and he will be successful in his cultivation in the future, he will naturally have grievances and complaints, and revenge.

Day by day, Zhou Luo has gone south for eight thousand miles, a wilderness basin, a radius of thousands of miles, sure enough, it is where an ancient battlefield is located, and there is a depressing evil aura in the distance, shrouded in this wilderness. The land was a dry brown, and the grass was yellow, with faint red spots, as if there were traces of blood.

All kinds of scattered bones, man, horse, beast. Those animal bones, some of which are still huge skeletons, resemble tigers, lions, mammoth elephants, and so on. In the armies of today's countries, there are many kinds of strange beasts, and even the spirit beast domesticated as a mount army, this tradition has a long history, only this kind of strong cavalry, can be carried out across the state, tens of thousands of miles, 100,000 miles of attack, rumored, a large avenue gate in the northwest of the Tang Dynasty, Congyun Taoist Temple, has always been good at this means, domesticated the cavalry for the dynasty, and was relied on by the ruler.

The remains of the ancient chariot were messy in the intricate trajectory of the battle array, a kind of long-standing killing aura, naturally permeating the void, Zhou Luo saw some faint traces of vitality, looming in this ancient battlefield, and knew that the cultivators who entered here were definitely not only themselves.

Perhaps, they are looking for the traces of ancient wars, or the magic weapons left by monks who fell in the war, and of course, they may also be looking for those bones, or the "bloody white fungus".

Those invisible dead qi almost had to condense into something tangible and qualitative in the depths of the ancient battlefield, and the deeper they went, the more they felt that the air was beginning to dry up, contract, and stagnate, and it was difficult to move forward, so they could only use the sword light to tear apart the blocked air and continue to the depths.

The bones on the ground are getting denser and denser, the people and horses are chaotic, the long sword and halberd inserted in the sand and rust have not disappeared, the mottled murderous aura, war intent, and the smell of blood permeate the air, even the birds in the sky are unwilling to approach, the ground is barren everywhere, and the beasts are inaccessible, if it is an ordinary person who arrives here, I am afraid that he will be suffocated to death by the powerful oppressive breath.