Zhou Luo's heart was on fire, and he wanted to throw Xinggongzi down, but he fell to death and pulled him down. This guy actually dragged him to dig up someone's tomb, and it was obviously the tomb of a senior of a monk family.

The posthumous spiritual residence of a senior master of a monastic family named Shi Jiuhong.

This is Shiliang City in Yongzhou, obviously, this Shi Jiuhong should be the predecessor of a Shi family of cultivators here.

Xing Gongzi shouted strangely: "This prince doesn't know, I only know that there is a treasure in the ground here, there must be something good, obediently, is there any magic weapon buried in the tomb of this immortal chief?"

Zhou Luo was also surprised in his heart, most of this kind of cultivator family is not powerful, far from being able to compare with the powerful cultivators, some qi practitioners who have exhausted their longevity, after they die, they also have to be buried, but the possibility of burying all the magic weapons in it is too small.

Zhou Luo pulled him back and said angrily: "Aren't you good at looking at qi? Don't you know astronomy, geography, and feng shui secrets? This is someone's afterlife spiritual acupoint, and you can't see it?"

"Ahh

Xing Gongzi only screamed, and he was almost frightened by the situation in front of him. The black qi that flew up wrapped in a tombstone suddenly changed, and it condensed in the air, turning into a ball, black and pitch-black, as if it was a huge fist without friends, and smashed it in the air.

Zhou Luo was also shocked, but he didn't have time to think about it, he pointed his hand, and the gilded sword and golden dragon were like a pretentious one, slashing through the night, killing three swords in a row, and the sword light was intertwined, reflecting half of the valley clearly.

The black qi fist and the sword light struck, and there was a sound of gold and iron clanging, and at the same time, there was a gloomy and compassionate, terrible, as if the voice of a thousand-year-old evil ghost and resentful spirit, conveyed: "Who is it that disturbs the poor road to sleep?"

Zhou Luo was startled, and almost dragged Xing Gongzi to volley into the air, and threw the qi talisman and fell down.

"Good boy, is there really a ghost?"

He trembled with horror, but he hurriedly calmed down, only to find that the star boy had turned white with fright, his face was like gold paper, and he was about to faint. Zhou Luo didn't throw this guy away and run away, but hurriedly shouted: "I don't know that my predecessors are sleeping here, but I really have no intention of disturbing them, and I also ask my predecessors to have mercy on them, and sleep in peace, and return to heaven, immeasurable Dao Venerable!"

The voice that came out of the black gas was even more tragic: "You must be the people of the Liang family, since you are here, don't leave, stay for the poor road, and accompany the poor road!"

The star boy who almost fainted suddenly jumped up and screamed: "You dead ghost, this son hasn't lived enough, how can I sleep with you for a long time?"

He suddenly groped again, and actually took out a palm-sized copper mirror from his arms, shook it, but did not react, and suddenly said: "Senior Brother Zhou, borrow your true qi to use!"

Zhou Luo didn't have time to think about it, he opened his mouth and spit out, and a breath of true qi spewed out and blew onto the copper mirror.

"Look through the netherworld, identify life and death! Dead ghosts, break it for my son!"

The guy bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood foam also sprayed on the bronze mirror, which immediately shone brightly, a kind of ancient green like patina, which also looked eerie, and it shone out, and shot violently into the black fist that slammed again.

Suddenly, it was like boiling soup and snow, as if it was violently corrosive, and the fist condensed by the black qi was pierced through a big hole with a clicking sound.

Zhou Luo was overjoyed when he saw this, although this Xing Gongzi had wasted some wood, but there were a lot of strange things, take advantage of this good opportunity, if he didn't leave, when would he stay? He pulled up Xing Gongzi, rolled up the gilded sword light, and fled desperately.

The sound behind him came violently, and suddenly the cold air was cold, Zhou Luo secretly said that it was not good, and suddenly pinched the seal between his fingers, and the Xuan Chan clothes released black gas, and clusters of Xuan Han ice flames burned up, blocking behind him, and at the same time, the Naluo water map was also sacrificed by him, turning into a water light, blocking behind him.

"Huh, there are such high-grade spiritual weapons, you disturb the poor road and sleep, naturally you will die, these spiritual weapons, just capture them and leave them to my descendants of the Shi family!"

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a sound of explosions, in the entire valley, sixteen directions around it exploded together, the mountains and rocks collapsed, and sixteen faint lights rose to the sky, Zhou Luo saw it clearly, it was clearly sixteen quite good talismans, although they were all magic talismans, but when they were combined, they obviously formed a formation, and they were also quite powerful, and the black qi of the Dao Dao gathered over, and instantly condensed into a huge fist, falling from the sky, smashing him and Xinggongzi's head!

Zhou Luo's face was red, frightened and angry, he just wanted to strangle Xinggongzi to death, he grabbed the gilded sword in his hand, rose against the sky, and swept the sword qi, and at the same time completely sacrificed the power of Xuan Chanyi and Luo Shuitu, and wrapped the two of them in groups.

He originally wanted to sacrifice the Luoxia talisman that Senior Sister Qiuxia gave him, which was a top-grade defensive spirit talisman and extremely powerful, but he found that his true qi had already reached its limit after sacrificing the three high-grade spiritual weapons of the gilded sword, Xuancia Yi, and Luoshui diagram at the same time, and it was impossible to make any more superfluous moves.

"Bitter!"

At that time, the magic circle composed of sixteen magic runes, condensed the powerful vitality of this formation for I don't know how long it had gathered, turned into a fist, smashed down, and first smashed on the water light transformed by the Luo Shui diagram, but it was immediately weakened by the supple river water formation by at least thirty percent, but then the vigorous slammed down, and fiercely knocked down Zhou Luo and the two directly!

Zhou Luo felt a shake of his wrist, and the gilded sword almost came out of his hand.

His divine sense, operating to the extreme, his nerves were tense like a big bow, he bit the tip of his tongue violently, and his breath penetrated his chest, when the Dao Ji in his chest shook violently, the sword light in his hand instantly filled again, and it skyrocketed to eight feet long, gilded and shining, Baohua shimmered, as if it was real, a sword pierced upward, as if he wanted to poke a hole in the sky!

Zhou Luowa spurted out a mouthful of blood, it was all his own essence blood, and if he squirted out, he would have to practice qi for at least three days before he could recover his vitality. However, when he looked back, he was already shocked, the pit he dug out, on the tombstone standing, black gas was swirling, and in the black gas, there seemed to be a vague figure, slowly condensing.

He already understood that after the physical death of the master of the tomb here, a senior cultivator, his divine consciousness was not completely extinguished, and there were still remnants.

Of course, if it weren't for them bumping into other people's dwellings, this senior's divine consciousness would have slowly disappeared due to the loss of physical sustenance.

However, if he can retain his divine consciousness after death, and Xing Gongzi has long known that there is a treasure here, then this senior has been dead for a year and a half, and his divine consciousness has still not been extinguished, so powerful, it can be seen that this person must be a master in front of him, but Shouyuan has arrived, and his body is dead.

Between Zhou Luo's thoughts, in the black qi surrounding the tombstone, the black qi suddenly collapsed, and a vague humanoid shadow appeared, the body was blurred, without a face, and it was completely condensed by a vitality full of dead silence.

"It's ...... The secret technique of resurrecting the soul of the dead!" Zhou Luo suddenly exclaimed, because he had seen the introduction of this strange secret technique in the Xuantian Palace Hidden Dao Tower, which was a secret technique that the master's divine consciousness would not be extinguished after death, and he would be able to recreate the body before the divine consciousness completely dissipated.

"Hehe, you kid, you have some insight!"

The vague black body suddenly raised its vague arm, as if grasping something.

It was a lamp, a dark lamp.

A cluster of dark flames lit up on the lamp, as if it was a dead eye, staring directly at Zhou Luo and the others.

The black body suddenly moved, as if blowing out a jet-black air current, blowing on the lamp. In an instant, instead of extinguishing the lamp, black flames rose and burned violently.

In an instant, the entire valley was filled with black light, covering the sky and the moon, as if it was completely covered, and it was completely plunged into a darkness, only the large black flame was clearly visible in the darkness, because it was too dark, blacker than the night, and suddenly burned towards Zhou Luo and the two.

At night, there are ghosts blowing lights.

Xing Gongzi was so frightened that his body trembled like chaff, and he trembled and said: "This is the Resurrection Lamp! This Shi family is too bold......

Zhou Luo was no longer surprised that Xing Gongzi knew this, although this guy was a waste of wood, but he knew everything, but he was not barren, but he was repeatedly surprised. At this moment, the lamp offered in the black air is a thing that is not tolerated by the righteous path, and it is called the lamp of rebirth.

Some cultivators and qi practitioners, whose longevity is about to end, but they do not want to die out completely, will refine the resurrection lamp, entrust the last trace of divine consciousness in it, and use their own qi and blood, and even the golden pill and yuan infant in front of them as fuel in the lamp, igniting the fire of the resurrection of the dead soul, which is the secret technique of resurrecting the dead soul.

Cultivators believe that the union of heaven and man, the cycle of life and death, is the right path, and forcibly going against the heavens, and if there is a violation, it is not the right path, and should be included in the left path of the evil spirits.

In this valley, after the death of this senior master of the Shi family, he preserved his divine consciousness with the resurrection lamp, used himself as fuel, buried it underground, and laid out sixteen large arrays around it, condensing the surrounding heaven and earth vitality, and nourishing the divine consciousness in the resurrection lamp.

It is almost certain that this Shi family will definitely kill a master for this senior master of their own family in the future, erase the divine sense, leave the physical body, and let the divine consciousness of this "Shi Jiuhong" in the resurrection lamp take away!

Snatching away is an act that people in the righteous path are ashamed of, and the real and righteous demons are first-class, and the means of the left way. However, this Shiliang City is not a big city, the Shi family here is not a big sect of cultivators, far from the ability to take away others, you know, the general cultivator's divine consciousness is very powerful, if you want to take away, you can only choose a suitable object, otherwise after the death of a great master, the divine consciousness will take away an ordinary person, that can only be the brains of the robbed, both defeated, therefore, the master of this kind of monastic family, can only be dominated in a small area, when dying, can only use this means, sacrifice and resurrection lamp, waiting for the opportunity to be reborn。

Zhou Luo didn't expect that he would let himself encounter this kind of thing.