Rushing all the way, they flew out of thousands of miles, such a long distance, with their cultivation, they were still powerless, they could only stop and go, Chu Ziheng did not urge, just enjoy the scenery along the way. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The middle-aged man in black led the way in front, bowed down and said, "Senior, there is a valley ahead, let's go there and rest." The lowered eyes are full of cruelty, let you live for a while, after the master comes, you will definitely look good! Then he couldn't help but stare at Yu Jijiao's beautiful face, and couldn't help but compare this woman with his little junior sister, it was simply a difference between cloud and mud, and the middle-aged man in black reacted under his crotch, and his possessiveness soared uncontrollably.

Chu Ziheng stared at him meaningfully, and the middle-aged man in black was stared at by him. Chu Ziheng looked at the valley slightly, the mountain jungle was dense and full of miasma, Chu Ziheng couldn't help nodding his head and said: "Yes, yes, this place is really a good place to bury bones, it's rare that you are so hearted." ”

"Before, senior..."The middle-aged man in black broke out in a cold sweat, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, could he have noticed something?

Chu Ziheng smiled and said, "Haha! Just kidding!" patted the shoulder of the middle-aged man in black very kindly and friendly.

Then, Chu Ziheng took Yu Ji and flew straight towards the valley, and the middle-aged man in black quietly wiped a cold sweat, and hurriedly followed with his junior brothers and sisters.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind and thunder in his ears, and the old man in black galloped with a black flying sword, his eyes were cold, his temperament was cold, and his aura was in the same vein as the middle-aged man in black and the pale boy.

When the woman in the yellow shirt saw the old man in black, she was overjoyed, and said urgently: "Father save me!" Desperately flew towards the old man in black, and the middle-aged man and the pale boy also flew over.

"With the Father, you're fine. The old man in black stroked the long hair of the woman in the yellow shirt.

"Master," the middle-aged man said with difficulty, "all our essence and blood are in his hands. ”

"What?!"

The old man in black turned his head to look at Chu Ziheng, and couldn't help but be surprised, although he couldn't see the reality of his self-arrogance clearly, he vaguely felt that the other party was similar to himself, and he only had the cultivation of the early stage of Ning Dan, but for some reason, he felt a trace of breath from Chu Ziheng's body that made his heart palpitate. The old man in black took a deep breath and said, "This fellow Daoist, as long as you return the essence blood of my three unsuccessful disciples, I can treat it as if nothing happened, how about it?"

"Hehe!" Chu Zi replied with a cross-smirk, "Are I really stupid? I'm just afraid that if I hand over my essence blood, you will probably cut me with a thousand knives, right?"

The old man in black smiled dryly: "Why did Daoist friends say this, I have always been a man of words. ”

"Hmph!" Chu Ziheng snorted coldly, "Let's not talk darkly, let that person come out."

"What do you mean?" The old man in black looked incomprehensible, and his face was a little unnatural.

"Don't you give up, come out!"

Chu Ziheng struck out with a palm, and a fog was dispersed, and the figure of a red-haired Daoist was revealed, with two red flames on his feet, his upper body was exposed, and the skin on his body was still white-eyed, and his cultivation was even higher than that of the old man in black, reaching the realm of the middle stage of Ning Dan.

The red-haired Taoist was surprised: "Hmm, I didn't expect you to really have some ability, if I hadn't come with me today, I'm afraid that my junior brother wouldn't be able to please you under your hands." The words indicate that he is also from the San'in sect.

When the middle-aged man saw the red-haired Taoist, he was sure that this Taoist was his uncle, and he had few opponents in his ability to control fire, and he was also a well-known existence in this realm. The middle-aged man said ecstatically: "Haha, now forgive you for inserting your wings, you can't escape, if you know each other, hand over the essence and blood, and then leave that little lady behind, otherwise, hum..."

When Yu Ji heard this, she was so frightened that she hid behind Chu Ziheng. The killing intent in Chu Ziheng's heart grew like a weed, and anyone who dared to fight Su Su or Yu Ji's idea would have violated his countermeasures. Chu Ziheng smiled coldly, flipped his right hand, and three drops of red blood beads appeared in the palm of his palm, and said, "Do you want this?"

The old man in black said, "Yes, as long as you hand it over, you will..."

Just when everyone thought that Chu Ziheng was going to hand over the blood beads, Chu Ziheng crushed three drops of essence blood without warning, and the expressions on the faces of the middle-aged man, the woman in the yellow shirt, and the pale young man froze for a moment, and their breath was completely gone, and they fell down weakly.

"No!" The old man in black had bulging eyes, his eyes were about to split, and he shouted violently, "Senior brother, I want him to die!"

"The thief is so daring!" the red-haired Taoist was furious, grabbed the purple gold gourd on his waist, poured a large mouthful of dark red liquid, and then opened his mouth to spit out, and a large sea of fire came overwhelmingly, and the space was slightly distorted by the rolling heat.

The next moment, a silver light flashed, growing with the wind, and in the blink of an eye, a large snake more than seventy zhang long appeared, and the whip tail swept to block all these flames.

The red-haired Daoist shook the arm holding the purple gold gourd, and said in a trembling voice: "The monster in the late stage of Ning Dan..."

Xiaobai smiled: "Just let the master play with you." ”

Seeing that the red-haired Daoist was entangled by a big demon that appeared out of nowhere, the old man in black had a hideous face, and said angrily: "It's too much to deceive people!

The old man in black had words in his mouth, and the black gas wrapped around his body rolled violently, turning into a rattan armor ghost general, the old man in black was ruthless, biting the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood mist full of his own spirit and spirit sprayed on the ghost general, and the ghost general roared excitedly to the sky, but in just two breaths, it grew to the size of five zhang, and his body was more condensed. The old man in black raised the ghost generals with his own essence and blood, and two hundred years were like a day, and he was confident that even a monk in the middle stage of Ning Dan might not be able to win against it.

The black-clothed old man's mind moved, and the black flying sword under his feet quickly became larger, and the ghost general grabbed the black giant sword and blasted towards Chu Ziheng like a cannonball, and an invisible wave of qi spread. The old man in black seemed to have seen the moment when Chu Ziheng became a revenant under the sword.

Chu Ziheng didn't think about it, and immediately beckoned the Hundred Ghost Sword to slash over, and the Hundred Ghost Sword trembled excitedly, speeding up like an arrow off the string. The ghost general was like a mouse touching a cat, his blurred facial features revealed human fear, dropped the black sword, turned around and ran, every time he took two steps, the hundred ghost sword penetrated out of his chest, shaking it into a black mist, and in an instant, all the black fog was swallowed up.

"I hate it! The coming day will be long, and next time will be your death!" The old man in black suddenly lost his breath, left a sentence, and escaped into the ground without hesitation.

"The old thief is gone!" Chu Ziheng pointed at him, and the Hundred Ghost Sword broke through the ground and plunged straight into the center of the earth, and a muffled snort came out, and the surface of a place dozens of zhang away was stained red with blood gushing out, and the Hundred Ghost Sword returned to Chu Ziheng's hand. Chu Ziheng looked carefully, but found that the runes on the sword body were clearer, and the power that could be exerted was also a little greater. This is the second time that the Hundred Ghost Sword has appeared abnormal, and it seems that every time it is related to the evil thing, Chu Ziheng thought thoughtfully.

"Senior brother!" The red-haired old man saw that the situation had changed drastically, and hurriedly erupted a wall of fire, and his figure had already fled a mile away.

Xiao Bai gritted his teeth and smiled, just now he was just playing with him, he really thought he could escape? In an instant, he rushed behind the red-haired Daoist, and a thunderball hit his back in the heart, and half of his body was full of flesh and blood, and what was even more pitiful was that Jin Dan was swallowed by Xiao Bai before he could fly away.

Chu Ziheng took Yu Ji to Xiao Bai's side, pressed his hand on the still intact head of the red-haired Daoist, and searched for useful information. After a long time, Chu Ziheng let go of his hand.

It turned out that the division of forces on Gu Xiu's side was chaotic, many kingdoms and dynasties were divided, and various sects and churches were established. Later, in order to unify the name, the major forces were divided into nine ranks, from the lowest first-grade sect to the supreme nine-rank holy sect. The so-called Shanyin Sect is just the lowest grade sect, and there is only one Yuan Infant Ancestor in the gate.

What made Chu Ziheng cry and laugh was that the Fang City they wanted to go to was even more far away from here. Chu Ziheng shook his head helplessly, put away the Qiankun bag and purple gold gourd of the red-haired Daoist, and took Yu Ji and Xiaobai to fly in the opposite direction when they came.