Barren mountains and ruined temples.

Chen Yi borrowed the perspective of six beads, looked at the back of Di Ting's departure, thoughtful.

"Sooner than I expected."

"That's it."

"Maybe we can grab the origin of Huangquan before the outbreak of the great turmoil, and then distract ourselves to deal with the ancient demons in the capital city and the spirit mountain, it will be a lot easier."

"Hmm."

"You can't let them be idle on the other side of Luo Yu Mountain, lest it hurt my good deeds."

Remember.

Chen Yi's heart moved, an inch of gloom flashed in the center of his eyebrows, and then, a wisp of demonic energy melted into the underworld void, fleeting, and when he was free, he had reached the extreme south.

The ghost town of Xudu.

Inside the castle lord's hall.

Luo Lie sat in the center of the main hall, surrounded by corpses, blood flowing, exuding a pungent stench, but he ignored it.

Accompanied by opening and closing of the mouth.

Wisps of black gas came out of the corpse's holes, hovering in mid-air for a while, and then submerged into its eyebrows, when the number accumulated to a certain critical value.

Just listen to the "bang", and the corpse that has been squeezed out of the essence is fried into musk powder.

It is worth mentioning here that he is not using corpses or flesh and blood to practice, but the death qi generated in the body of living beings after death or when they are dying.

People cultivate the way of heaven and humanity, and ghosts cultivate the way of the earth, and this dead qi is one of the parts that make up the tunnel, which is the most inferior energy, and the advantage is that quantitative change can cause qualitative change.

Most of the ghost cultivation relies on death qi, which can almost be understood as the aura of the human world, but it is the aura that greatly replenishes the living souls, and the ghost things cannot be refined.

When the corpses in the main hall are exhausted, new corpses will be continuously sent by the servants to replenish them, and it is unimaginable that they will be used only for the cultivation of this ghost city in the capital of the city.

I don't know how many creatures are slaughtered every day.

Half a day.

At the end of another round of cultivation, Luo Lie suddenly opened his eyes and blocked the door of the bronze hall to prevent the servants transporting the corpses from entering, and then frowned and stared at somewhere:

"It's all here, why hide."

"Tsk."

There was a sound in the void, and the body of the demon Dao in a black dress appeared in the main hall in shock, unceremoniously, swaggering to sit on the throne of the city lord that belonged to Luo Lie.

"It's very perceptive, I just arrived and you found out."

Between words.

Her fingertips seemed to move casually at will, volleying void spots, but rippling through layers of invisible ripples, causing the puddles of blood that had accumulated under the boots to retreat automatically.

The spotless pure land is incompatible with the surrounding filthy mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, just like her petite and delicate figure and the tall and burly Luo Lie.

See this.

Luo Lie couldn't help twitching the corners of his eyes, his head was full of black lines, he looked like he wanted to have a seizure, but he didn't know where to start, he was silent for a long time before he spoke angrily:

"You dare to walk outside in broad daylight, aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

"Afraid of what?"

Mo Daozi held his chin with one hand, spread out the other, admiring his slender and white, crystalline fingers, and said in a casual tone:

"This is the capital of Xu, the territory of Luo Yu Mountain, 108,000 miles of red land and thousands of ghosts are hidden, and there is a ghost emperor candidate sitting in the town, who has the courage to snoop?"

"Isn't that not giving you face for the Lord of Luo?"

is obviously a compliment, but with the indifferent look on that delicate and pretty face, it fell on Luo Lie's ears, no matter how you listen to it, there is a sense of yin and yang.

"You madman!"

Luo Lie glared at the Demon Daozi with gloomy eyes, and said gloomily:

"This king warns you, you'd better give this king a little bit of peace, don't be careful, and don't try to drag my Xudu City and Luo Yushan into the water and block the knife for you!"

"If the outside world knows about the relationship between you and me, this king will not allow you to be the first to do it, and I will let you know the consequences of calculating me, no matter who is standing behind you!"

In his opinion.

The reason why the Demon Daozi body is so fearless is that he has the idea of pulling them to block the sword in the capital city.

Borrowing a knife to kill people, today, any force that has anything to do with the ancient demons will get into trouble.

What's more, the Heavenly God Sect entrenched in the East has been eyeing their ghost city in the capital of Xudu, and will definitely not let go of this opportunity to suppress them.

However...

He underestimated the arrogance of the Demon Dao Son's body.

"I said City Lord Luo, don't be so nervous."

The Demon Daozi body restrained his laughter, and said calmly: "Since this seat dares to come, there are enough clever means not to be exposed, you can rest assured of this." ”

"As for the calculations you mentioned."

"I don't bother to explain anything, in a word, if you think that this seat is calculating you, then this seat will leave now, and the cooperation between you and me will be canceled, and it will have nothing to do with it."

After speaking.

She got up and made a gesture to leave.

In fact.

The Demon Daozi body really didn't have the idea of calculating the capital city, she never disdained to play tricks and tricks, although she was from Chen Yi, she was even more arrogant than Chen Yi.

Compared with calculating all day long, she prefers to use violent and bloody means to push all the enemies who come to attack, but there is a tendency to move closer to the face of the white fox...