Su Yi sat in a rudimentary stone cave and began to run the exercises, collecting the chaotic threads of aura in his body.

At this time, he had reached the point of exhaustion.

The only low-level magic weapon was already half-destroyed, and there was not much of the pill left on his body.

Even if you want to find some low-level ghost cultivators, increasing your cultivation through the torture beast totem has become a luxury.

Along the way, in order to avoid the pursuit of ghost cultivators, Su Yi had to flee to inaccessible places.

Not to mention low-level ghost cultivators in these places, even ordinary humans are rare to see.

Su Yi remembered that the tall and thin man had said that he had been locked by several ghost kings.

But Su Yi felt that there was no mark on his body, and there was nothing strange about him.

However, the tall and thin man could lock on Su Yi's whereabouts.

No matter where Su Yi fled, he could chase after him and would not be thrown off by Su Yi at all.

At this moment, Su Yi suddenly felt alarmed and trembled all over.

It's not that Su Yi was scared, but that he was targeted by a high-level ghost king, and the invisible pressure released from the ghost king made Su Yi's body tremble instinctively.

Su Yi didn't say a word, harnessed the flying sword, turned into a ray of light, and flew into the distance.

flew for a day and a night, and just when Su Yi felt that he was going to get rid of the ghost king, the ghost king quickly rushed to Su Yi's vicinity with lightning speed.

Whenever Su Yi sped up, the ghost king also sped up.

And when Su Yi slowed down, the ghost king behind him also slowed down.

The Ghost King seemed to be able to catch up with Su Yi easily, but it didn't do so, but always kept a certain distance from Su Yi, like a game of cat and mouse, to completely play with the prey and then kill it.

Su Yi's face was like ashes, and he looked at the blue-green ghostly mist thirty miles behind him, and he was desperate in his heart.

This ghost king seems to have an unfathomable cultivation, far from being something that Su Yi can deal with.

Even if he runs, Su Yi can't run away from the ghost king, Su Yi is now like meat on the chopping board, only the share that can be slaughtered.

Fortunately, the Ghost King did not plan to kill Su Yi immediately, and Su Yi could survive for a while.

Just when Su Yi was already hopeless about survival, a deep voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Su Xiaoyou, fly to the southeast."

Su Yi was stunned when he heard this.

This is a monk with great psychic powers who is communicating to him.

Su Yi asked himself, he didn't know the person who transmitted the sound, and he didn't know what the person who transmitted the sound was going to do.

The only thing he knew was that the person who transmitted the voice was a Terran monk.

Su Yi looked at the sun like a drowning man grasping a life-saving straw, calculated the direction, and then turned sharply and flew towards the southeast.

Behind Su Yi, there was a blue-green ghostly mist.

A young man dressed in white, emaciated, sickly, but dressed very cleanly, with meticulous combed hair, holding a white bone cup in his hand, sat on a bone chair, looked at the direction of Su Yi's escape, and frowned.

A woman in a green dress poured a pot of scarlet liquid into the young man's white bone cup.

In addition to the woman in green, there was also a woman in red standing respectfully not far away.

The three of them sat on the skull of a giant strange bird, which had no flesh and blood, only a white skeleton.

There is no strange bird stirring its wings, but the skeleton of the strange bird flies at a very fast speed.

"Midoriki, didn't you say that this kid has always acted alone?"

The young man in white said lightly, his voice soft, but it didn't sound like the slightest human emotion.

The woman in green bowed down and said: "Master Qiqi, the little maid is also judged according to the situation at the scene, as for whether this kid has other helpers, the little maid is not very clear." ”

The white-clothed young man frowned: "You little ghosts, you are not reliable at all, Liu Mu and Heimu died like this, when will you be able to eat a trench and grow wise?" ”

When the woman in green and the woman in red heard this, they showed a frightened look on their faces, knelt on the skull of the strange bird, and said in a trembling voice: "The little maid should die, and I hope that the master will forgive her sins." ”

The young man in white waved his hand and said, "Get up, I don't mean to blame you." ”

After speaking, he looked straight ahead and muttered: "There seems to be the breath of a Terran Yuanying Monk around here, this king has not tasted the soul of a Terran Yuanying Monk for thousands of years, that taste is really unforgettable!" ”

The woman in green and the woman in red glanced at each other, then bowed down and said, "Master, do you want to wait for the other ghost kings to come and act together?" ”

The white-clothed young man shook his head: "Those ghosts are too coarse and don't know how to taste the soul of the Terran Yuan Infant Monk, let this king try it and see if he can capture this Terran Yuan Infant Monk alone." ”

The more Su Yi flew, the more confident he became.

Because he found that he didn't know when it began, and the surroundings were filled with spiritual power.

Having spent so long in the places of the Yue Kingdom and the Yuan Wu Kingdom that they were full of netherworld aura, he had almost forgotten the feeling of being surrounded by aura.

Su Yi flew while greedily inhaling the wisps of aura in the air.

He found that some places had more aura, while others had less.

Where there is a lot of aura, you can faintly see it, and there are array flags of different colors on the ground.

This made him even more convinced that he had come to the gathering place of the Terran monks.

Because the ghost cultivator did not understand the formation, and the only one who could use the formation skillfully was the Terran monk.

As for why the celebrity monk knew himself and knew that his surname was Su, Su Yi also did not know.

The white-clothed young man behind him also felt that something was getting more and more wrong, this place was not only filled with the aura that the Terran cultivators needed, but also had a suppressive effect on the netherworld qi.

The woman in green and the woman in red also looked at each other.

As the Netherworld Qi in their bodies gradually deepened, it began to slowly stagnate.

If this continues, it would be considered good if they could make five or six points of cultivation.

But they didn't dare to say it, for fear that the owner in front of them would blame them.

"It's a little interesting, it turns out to be a Terran Yuanying Monk who is proficient in formations."

With a wave of his right hand, the white-clothed young man immediately stopped.

"Master, do you want the little maid to come up and take a look?"

The woman in red said respectfully.

"No need, you will be sent to death if you go, there is an old friend who is here, I will meet him for a while."

After the white-clothed young man finished speaking, he turned into a blue-green light and flew towards the red ghostly mist that was approaching behind him.

The woman in green glanced at the red Nether Ghost Mist and muttered, "I didn't expect that the first one to follow was the Hades Beast King. ”

The young man in white flew to a place dozens of feet away from the red ghost mist, and the red ghost fog suddenly churned, and a sharp voice came from inside.

"Old Ghost Aoki, are you trying to attack this king when you get so close? I would like to know how far your skills have improved since the Great War a thousand years ago. ”

As soon as the words fell, a black bear with a pair of white bone wings flew out of the red ghostly mist.

The black bear was strong, like a small mountain, and the young man in white stood in front of the black bear like an ant.

The young man in white smiled slightly: "I have the opportunity to learn the mastery of the Underworld Beast Brother, but there is a big fly that needs to be dissipated right now, so as not to disturb you and my Yaxing." ”

The Beast King's pair of white bone wings kept flapping, and at the same time, he said angrily, "Are you talking about the Terran kid who hunted the skeleton soldiers under the king's hands?" ”

The white-clothed young man shook his head: "That celebrity Terran kid is just a Jindan stage cultivator, what this king is talking about is a Terran monk entrenched nearby, according to this king's estimate, this Terran monk who is hiding and hiding at least has a Yuan Infant stage cultivator." ”

The Beast King laughed, and the earth shook with laughter: "This king has not tasted the soul of the Terran Yuanying Monk for nearly a thousand years, but I didn't expect that the Humanran Yuanying Monk would automatically send it to the door, hahaha." ”