The birth of the Heaven and Earth Scattered Man gave Chu Ziheng a deep impression, especially his demon-like appearance, which made the whole person look even more evil and intimidating.

After this battle, Chu Ziheng also understood that the current power of the Hundred Ghost Sword was still too weak, and how vulnerable his biggest reliance was in front of a real strongman. Even the enemy can wipe them out with a wave of his hand.

When Chu Ziheng decided to transfer, he had already thought about not leaving any remnants of True Yuan Jin, letting the ghosts fly on his own, and even controlling some ghosts to run around and confuse the public.

After flying out of the land for three thousand miles, he stopped at ease in a small piece of land, and the formation arranged here was more nuanced, almost perfectly integrated with the surrounding environment, even if he looked at it from a distance of one zhang, Chu Ziheng was confident that others would find it difficult to find any clues.

This sea of blood was boundless, and Chu Ziheng controlled the ghosts to search everywhere, and he didn't even see a living person. Although Chu Ziheng was careful enough, the manic factor that filled the air had already imperceptibly affected Chu Ziheng, and his mood became more and more depressed, and he just wanted to vent his negative emotions to the fullest.

Three days later, the scope of the search was doubled, and Chu Ziheng finally saw the living thing, which was a person from the Wanqian Dynasty, and the reason why he recognized it at a glance was because Chu Ziheng saw the person who was suspected to be the prince of Wanqian. He was first shocked, and then stunned, looking at the terrifying scene in a daze.

Farther away, several black-faced people with the word "desolate" tattooed on their faces appeared in the picture, Chu Ziheng instantly thought of the owner of the big hand that covered the sky, and his face was also tattooed with the word "desolate", it was difficult for people not to associate them together, the same appearance was hideous, the same cruel and vicious.

Chu Ziheng could vaguely feel that the strength of these people was not much different from the black-faced people he had encountered before, and under the overwhelming suppression of strength, no one could escape their pursuit at all. Once they catch them, they are locked in a lot of bans, and then transported to a great distance through the token in their hands.

Suddenly, one of them seemed to feel something, and looked in the direction of Chu Ziheng. Although Chu Ziheng soon stopped snooping, it was difficult to guarantee that he would not be found by others. Chu Ziheng thought about it several times, his face was cloudy, and his body flew out again.

The cunning rabbit still needs three caves, and Chu Ziheng has left more than one hiding place for himself, and the destination he flew to this time is extremely far away.

"What's wrong?" asked a dark-faced man, noticing the strange look on the person beside him.

"I just vaguely noticed someone snooping on me. The man who was questioned hesitated, a little unconvinced, because the divine thought was so weak that it was easy to ignore the past.

"Just go and see?" one suddenly interjected, his eyes red and bloodthirsty.

After a slight pause, several black-faced demons pursued in the direction where Chu Ziheng was at an extremely fast speed.

A few soldiers escorted a handsome man to fly slowly, and they didn't know how to make the ghosts that passed them ignore them.

"I don't know where they went, teacher. The handsome man's eyes were full of worry, and he began to regret his previous recklessness, he should not have entered the fourth entrance so impulsively. Because of his recklessness, two of his guards died tragically.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, Bai Lao will be fine. The only golden-armored guard spoke out in relief.

Suddenly, the faces of these soldiers changed drastically, within the scope of their divine thoughts, they clearly detected that the fog in the rear quickly separated to both sides, judging from their experience, someone must have come at a rapid speed, such a speed, they asked themselves if they could do it, which also means that the strength of the comer is far above them, whether it is a human or a ghost, it is not the existence of their capable enemy.

Soon, a few small black dots appeared in the perception, and the pupils of several soldiers contracted instantly, and they said urgently: "Your Highness, go quickly!"

As soon as the words fell, a loud roar came from behind: "Where to go!"

Before people arrived, they heard it first, and the corners of their mouths overflowed with blood, and under this loud shout, there was a feeling of broken meridians, qi and blood surging, and it was difficult to mobilize the true vitality!

"Your Highness, if you don't leave, it's too late!" the golden-armored guard shoved a silver talisman that he had kept close to him into the bewildered man's hand.

At this moment, several black-faced people swept to that handsome man, and his cultivation happened to be in the Ning Dan realm! One of them grinned and said with a strange smile: "Haha, I finally found it!"

"Let's go!" the golden-armored guard snapped and urged.

The handsome man clenched his teeth and urged the talisman with his true energy strength, and strong aura fluctuations came out of him in an instant.

"Oh no!" the one-horned black-faced man forced his use of secret techniques, and his body suddenly rushed forward a large distance.

A few soldiers tried to blow themselves up to stall for time, and the one-horned black-faced man in the lead had a fierce look in his eyes, and several clusters of thunderballs were thrown, blasting the hindering ants into charcoal.

The distance between the two sides was shortened in an instant, but it was still too late, and they could only watch as the handsome man disappeared from front of them.

"No !!"

The handsome man only felt that his body was constantly tumbling and spinning in the void, and in a short moment, the picture that entered his eyes was quickly confused. When the scene before him stabilized, he also fell heavily on a small flat ground. The soldiers guarding him were already dead and wounded, and if he hadn't used the teleportation charm, I am afraid that he would have ended up like them. At this moment, he was left alone, looking around, his eyes hesitant.

"Teleporter! damn it!" the one-horned black-faced man cursed, smashing the charred corpses with a single kick.

After a few breaths, the rest of the black-faced people also rushed over, and one of them released an incomparable divine thought to sweep in all directions, saw the weak figure, and grinned and said, "That kid hasn't run away yet!"

Hearing this, these people all perceived it carefully, and sure enough, the Ning Dan little ghost who escaped by luck had not yet escaped from the limit of their divine mind exploration, and that teleportation charm was not a high-end product, so he only escaped more than five hundred miles.

The eyes of these people seemed to be about to erupt with fiery sparks, and their eyes were so hot that they stared at the target, and shouted in a low voice: "Chase!"

The handsome man had a strong sense of crisis in his heart for no reason, and he secretly said that it was not good, and suddenly he saw a cloud of gray smoke drifting in the distance, and there seemed to be a rather familiar figure inside.

There is no better choice at the moment, the handsome man stepped on a sword, turned into Changhong, and chased after him.

Flying closer and closer, only then did he see the person in the gray smoke, and the handsome man's eyes were full of colorful ripples, and he said in surprise: "It's him!"

However, it was said that Chu Ziheng had been turning and turning for several days, acting cautiously, and flying to the next hiding place in a tortuous route, for fear of encountering a powerful existence such as the black-faced man again.

"Huh?" Chu Ziheng frowned slightly, sensing that someone was rapidly approaching here, his mind swept away, his face became strange, and it was the man who was suspected of being Prince Wanqian who flew over.

After a moment of silence, Chu Ziheng did not hesitate to order the ghost to shake the man away, not that he was afraid, but he didn't want to have any thoughts of intersecting with him.

The distance slowly widened, and the handsome man was so angry that his teeth itched, and he was not a flood beast, so why did he put on such a picture that he could not avoid? A shrill voice sounded: "You stop for me!"

Who knew that Chu Ziheng ran away as if he was running away, the two chased one after the other for half an hour, Chu Ziheng saw that the man was still following far behind, and wanted to scold a few words, at this time, his face changed slightly, and the eyeliner planted along the way passed back a picture, and several black-faced people were chasing after him at an incredible speed.

The first to bear the brunt was the handsome man, and his intuition told him that the person behind him was not far from him! The man gritted his teeth and shouted, "Help!"

Chu Ziheng looked at the man helplessly, and said in his stomach: "Ya, why do you have to rely on me!" He wanted to leave, but when he saw the helpless look on the man's face, for some reason, he relented at that moment.

Just when Chu Ziheng hesitated, the man had already caught up, Chu Ziheng sighed lightly, his divine thoughts moved slightly, and a hundred miles away, a large piece of ghost things exploded, forming a piece of smoke that blocked his divine thoughts.

"Follow me!" Chu Ziheng glanced coldly at the person beside him, and without saying a word, a few dodges disappeared. The man was still in shock, not remembering how Chu Ziheng was gone, and suddenly, a big hand stretched out from the oblique stab and grabbed the man's arm, and with a sharp pull, the man suddenly disappeared in place.

In a lost array, the handsome man looked at the fierce and vicious ghost king in horror, and was about to ask a question, but Chu Ziheng immediately covered his mouth and shouted: "Silence!" The ghost smiled and scattered into the Hundred Ghost Sword.

Several black-faced people rushed out of the smoke, obviously the two of them were in front of them, but these black-faced people just skipped this place, the handsome man's eyes trembled, and he didn't dare to come out, for fear of leaking a trace of breath.

"It's really weird, doesn't that little ghost have wings?"

"Hehe, even if he has wings, he can't disappear under our noses. The dark-faced man sneered.

"Search! I want to see where he can hide!"

Several black-faced men scattered, and their powerful divine thoughts carefully searched for clues, flying farther and farther.

"Let go of your dirty hands!" said the handsome man, looking at his blood-stained palm, and said indistinctly.

It's a pity that Chu Ziheng was highly nervous and didn't notice what he was talking about. When he couldn't see them, the handsome man bit Chu Ziheng's palm angrily.

"Ah!" Chu Ziheng had rough skin and thick meat, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "You belong to a dog!"

"You're the dog!" the manly man couldn't help but open his mouth to bite down again.

Chu Ziheng laughed angrily, such a person who didn't know the hearts of good people would have known that he would have let him die outside! In a fit of anger, Chu Ziheng pushed him hard.

Just the moment he pressed on his chest, Chu Ziheng realized that something seemed to be wrong, and the touch was actually soft! At this moment, he felt that the sky was thundering, and an absurd idea appeared in his mind.

Looking at the pretty face in front of him that was red and about to drip blood, Chu Ziheng's eyelids twitched, and he stumbled to speak: "You... You're a woman?!"