Su Yi has been driving the spirit boat and has been flying for more than a few months.

Along the way, Su Yi tried his best to avoid places with ghostly mist, although the monk surnamed Qin and dozens of ghost kings chased after him, but finally did not encounter other dangers.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding scenery changed from grassland, to mountains, and then to the ocean.

Unconsciously, Su Yi had already piloted the spirit boat and entered the depths of the sea.

"As long as you enter the sea, Su Gongzi doesn't have to worry, and when the concubine gets rid of the ban of the Qin master, he will contact General Beng in the sea."

Leng Qingyue said softly.

Su Yi nodded, but smiled bitterly in his heart.

"General Beng and King Fu are just a cooperative relationship, I'm afraid they won't risk their lives to help you resist the monk surnamed Qin and the dozens of ghost kings."

thought so in his heart, but Su Yi didn't speak.

Less than ten miles behind the Spirit Ark, the monk surnamed Qin frowned, and his heart was bitter.

In the past few months, whenever he approached the spirit boat in front of him, the spirit boat suddenly accelerated, throwing off the distance from him.

If it weren't for the dozens of ghost cultivators behind him, and the fear of hurting Leng Qingyue's life, he would have used the treasure mirror and a few powerful magic weapons in his hand to destroy the spirit boat hundreds of times.

Originally, the monk surnamed Qin was still sure that he would catch up with Lingzhou and kill Su Yi with his own hands.

After all, it takes a lot of mana to control the spirit boat.

And Su Yi is just a monk of the late Jindan Great Perfection, who does not have much mana, and can control the spirit boat with a speed comparable to that of a monk in the late Yuan Infant period.

Moreover, the prohibition on Leng Qingyue's body has been activated, and the monk surnamed Qin is sure that Leng Qingyue must not be able to move at this time, and the mana on his body cannot be mobilized at all, otherwise Leng Qingyue and Su Yi will take turns to control the spirit boat, and maybe they will really be able to escape.

However, when she thought of Leng Qingyue, she couldn't move at this time, and she was in the spirit boat with Su Yi at this time.

Lonely men and widows, dry firewood.

The scenes that kept coming to mind made the monk surnamed Qin angry.

"Master Qin, there are not many pills on Wang's body, if we continue like this, not only will we not be able to catch up with Su Yi's kid, but I'm afraid that sooner or later we will be caught up by the ghost king behind!"

In the retreat of the monk surnamed Qin, the monk surnamed Wang suddenly spoke.

In the past few months, not only has the pills in the storage bag of the monk surnamed Qin been exhausted, but even the pills in his storage bag have not been left.

He glanced at the Ghost King behind him, a look of horror on his face.

"This place is in the middle of the sea, this seat sees the opportunity, kills a few low-level krakens with thunder, and after taking out the kraken's inner dan, it can barely support it for a while."

"Wang Daoyou, pay attention to the sea surface, if you find a low-level kraken, remember to notify Qin."

The monk surnamed Qin instructed.

The monk surnamed Wang glanced at the sea, and was suddenly attracted by the scene not far from the right.

I saw a thick fog as black as ink.

The fog was so great that it was like an impassable wall.

Not only that, but this dense fog also formed a tornado, which moved towards the monk surnamed Qin and the others at an extremely fast speed.

"What's that?"

The monk surnamed Wang muttered to himself, pointing to the tornado channel formed by the dark fog.

"What a ghostly aura!"

The monk surnamed Qin was taken aback, all his attention was on the group of ghost kings behind him, and the tornado composed of ghost qi not far away, he had just seen it.

"With such a strong ghost qi, I'm afraid that after those ghost kings suck it, they will cultivate a lot more, how can this be good?"

The monk surnamed Wang said anxiously.

The so-called ghost qi is also the aura of the netherworld.

Netherworld Qi is to ghost cultivation, just as spiritual energy is to Terran cultivators, it is an indispensable thing for ghost cultivation and cultivation.

Saying this, the monk surnamed Wang subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the group of ghost kings.

Unexpectedly, when the ghost kings saw such a strong ghost qi, instead of rushing up to suck it, they fled frantically one by one, as if this tornado composed of ghost qi was some kind of fierce beast that threatened their lives.

"What's going on? Why did those group of ghost cultivators avoid all of them, as if there was something terrifying in this ghost tornado. ”

The monk surnamed Wang muttered to himself.

Suddenly, the monk surnamed Qin shouted: "Not good! ”

I saw that huge ghost energy tornado, at an extremely fast speed, floated towards the monk surnamed Qin.

The monk surnamed Qin wanted to dodge, but found that a huge suction force came from the ghost energy tornado, and wanted to suck him into the tornado.

The monk surnamed Qin took out the treasure mirror and wanted to fix this ghostly tornado, but the treasure mirror had no effect on this tornado.

In a flash of lightning, the monk surnamed Qin planned to use a secret technique to make his cultivation increase dramatically in a short period of time to escape the suction of the tornado.

The use of this secret technique will cause a great burden on the body, and it may fall to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant realm.

But at this time, he had no choice but to make this decision, the monk surnamed Qin didn't want to fall into the ghost path.

However, at the moment when the monk surnamed Qin was preparing the secret method, the spirit boat not far away seemed to be unable to withstand the suction of the tornado, and was sucked in by the tornado after a few struggles.

The monk surnamed Qin was stunned when he saw this, thinking that Leng Qingyue was still in the spirit boat.

Su Yi's kid is practicing the Ghost Dao Exercises, if he is allowed to enter the tornado, it is better to be in water!

No way! The monk surnamed Qin felt annoyed in his heart when he thought of Leng Qingyue and this kid living together in the future.

Fortunately, he gave up resistance and let the tornado inhale.

The monk surnamed Qin thought to himself, as long as he also entered the tornado, he might be able to kill Su Yi and snatch back Leng Qingyue.

After all, he was a Great Perfection monk in the late Yuan Infant period, while Su Yi was only a monk in the Jindan period.

The monk surnamed Wang didn't want to be sucked in by a tornado.

The puppet's body flashed with golden light, and he wanted to use a secret spell to escape this strange tornado.

Seeing this, the monk surnamed Qin sneered, pinched his hands, and suddenly the puppet body of the monk surnamed Wang couldn't move, and was involuntarily sucked into it by the tornado.

Su Yi woke up faintly.

The last memory in my mind was that the spirit boat was uncontrollably sucked in by the strange tornado.

Then, there was a whirlwind of the world, and his whole body was mixed up.

In front of him, there are several men dressed strangely, dressed all over the clothes sewn from the fur of beasts, like primitive people.

It is surrounded by stone walls, and it seems to be deep in a stone house.

Su Yi glanced at himself again and found that he was being helped with a rope.

"Me, where is this? Is this the Netherworld? ”

Leng Qingyue woke up faintly and said softly.

"Miss Leng, it seems that we are not in the underworld, but fell into that strange tornado."

Su Yi smiled faintly.

Leng Qingyue saw Su Yi and smiled indifferently, with Su Yi by her side, she was also much more relieved.

Unexpectedly, this smile actually made several men in front of them fall into a stupid state.

These men have been in this tornado for too long, where have they seen Leng Qingyue, a beautiful woman like a heavenly immortal.

"Ahem. A few heroes, maybe you can understand what is being said below?"

Seeing this, Su Yi coughed heavily.

One of the older old men woke up from his stupid state, and his old face turned red and said: "Ashamed, ashamed, the old man obviously cultivates the Buddhist exercises, but he is also fascinated by beauty, it seems that the old man's concentration is still not enough." ”

Su Yi looked at the muttering old man in front of him with a smile, and asked, "Dare to ask the old man, where is this place, why did you tie me up with Miss Leng." ”

The old man clasped his hands together, like a monk, recited the words of Amitabha, and then said: "The old man doesn't know what kind of place this is, decades ago, when the old man was ordered to perform the task of the master, he was accidentally inhaled into the devil's mist, and after waking up, he found himself in this place. ”

"Oh? Devil's fog? You're talking about that black tornado? ”

Su Yi then asked.

"Amitabha, that's exactly right."

The old man replied lightly.

Su Yi pondered for a moment and asked slowly:

"It seems that the old man is also a monk, dare to ask the old man's name?"

"The old man's surname is Zhang, Xiaoyou's guess is right, the old man was originally a foundation building monk in the King Kong Gate of Xiguo."

"King Kong Gate? It sounds like a sect that has something to do with Buddhism, dare to ask Uncle Zhang, why did you tie me up with Miss Leng, I and Miss Leng are not bad people. ”

Su Yi glanced at the rope on his body and said lightly.

"The one who helped the two donors was not the old man, but the village chief Zheng."

After speaking, he pointed to a burly man about thirty years old.

This man has bulging temples, and at first glance he is a master of martial arts.

However, this village chief Zhang's concentration was not very good, he stared at Leng Qingyue's peerless face with a stupid face, frowned slightly at Leng Qingyue, and couldn't help but turn his head away.