Chapter 307: The Tongtian Cult's Private Training Ground

Xiang Shaoxuan walked over, "This is a secret room?" ”

Lu Quci nodded, "The breath of the two magic weapons came from here. ”

Zhao Fusang has lived here for many years, and the aura of magic weapons has long permeated every corner of here, and even if he escapes, he can still clearly perceive their existence.

There was a combination lock on the small door, and Lu Quci didn't try to crack the code, and directly blasted the door open with spiritual power.

A stream of yin qi rushed out of it and came towards the face door of Lu Quci.

But before he could get close, he was extinguished by a spiritual fire.

Hua Rong withdrew his hand and snorted: "This old immortal is doing so many tricks!" ”

Lu Quci walked over with his feet raised.

The space in this secret room is not large, but there are all kinds of daily necessities in it, and it is no problem to live in it all the time without going out.

She looked around and suddenly found a few discarded rune papers under the table.

Lu Quci picked it up and spread it out to take a look.

It's actually a heavenly spirit spell that is useless.

And it's still drawn with a psychic pen!

The psychic pen is made of Bai Ze fluff that is stained with her own blood, and it is spiritual, and the talisman it draws has no possibility of being abolished, and each one has its own unique effect.

Now the painting is actually useless, and there is a deep resentment hidden in every stroke.

What does this mean.

It shows that the psychic pen has already given birth to a pen spirit, and the pen spirit is unwilling to surrender to Zhao Fusang, so he sprinkles his anger on the rune paper in an attempt to resist his enslavement.

If the psychic pen is still like this, the situation of the gossip mirror will definitely not be much better.

Both artifacts had her blood on them, which could communicate with her heart, and she stood in this secret room, clearly feeling their depression and helplessness.

Lu Quci was extremely distressed.

The Yamashiro police soon arrived.

They came to Zhao Fusang's room, found Xiang Shaoxuan, and negotiated some work matters with him, and then a police officer came to report the clues they found.

Lu Quci followed them to the third floor.

There are several rooms on the third floor, but only two have been inhabited.

Through the remnants of some purple qi on some daily necessities, Lu Quci concluded that this was the place where Gu Minmin had lived before.

Because the purple qi on it is hers.

The officers found several pills from the cabinet, which had been found in several rooms downstairs, and decided to take them back for testing because they were not sure what they were.

Lu Quci was about to come over, so he leaned under his nose and sniffed.

frowned, "This is an elixir that can replenish women's yin qi, it seems that there are many women living in this castle." ”

The officers didn't understand what she meant, "How did Master Lu know?" ”

Lu Qu said: "Zhao Fusang and Zhao Hongfei are both practicing an extreme yin evil art, this kind of evil art wants to use women's yin qi as a breeding ground to help them improve their cultivation, and these pills are for women to eat, you know." ”

The officers felt nothing but a flurry of nausea in their stomachs.

Without getting any more evidence, Lu Quci made his way to the outside of the castle.

Look up at the sky.

After the yin qi of those missing people came here, it hovered in the air for a while and then actually changed direction and drifted to the west.

Lu Quci activates the spirit pupil.

Purple Eyes followed their trajectory all the way west, across the ocean, and finally stopped on an island.

Dark clouds hung over the island, and evil spirits swirled.

Retract the purple pupils.

Because the distance was too far, Lu Quci's eyes were so tired that tears flowed.

Xiang Shaoxuan hurriedly helped her, "What's the matter, what did you see?" ”

I couldn't believe it.

Zhao Fusang actually moved his stronghold to a tourist island.

In this way, Zhao Fusang doesn't have to look for it himself, and disciples from all over the world will continue to send it to the door, and those travelers are afraid that they will not return.

She told Xiang Shaoxuan about the situation.

Xiang Shaoxuan was shocked, "Can you see which island it is?" ”

Lu Qu said: "It's Hai Naren Resort Island!" ”

Xiang Shaoxuan realized the seriousness of the problem and immediately reported the matter to his superiors.

The superiors also attach great importance to it.

Because he has already left the territory of Xiamen, if he wants to resolve this matter peacefully, I am afraid that he will have to send Interpol to mediate.

This matter is not trivial, it needs to be reported layer by layer, and then wait for approval, and it takes a lot of time to go through the procedures.

It had been two weeks since Song Monan received instructions from his superiors.

Because the tourists on the resort island come from all over the world, and all countries attach great importance to this matter in order to ensure the safety of their citizens, the case of arresting the Tongtian cult has risen to the international level.

When Gu Zeyu heard the news, it was like five thunderbolts.

Because Hai Nailun Resort Island is now under his name, Zhao Fusang blatantly did evil on his territory, which brought a lot of impact to both the Fu family and the Gu family.

Fortunately, he is a spirit animal, and the people believe in him as a person, and they also know that the Fu clan has long been determined to be inseparable from the Tongtian Cult, and will never collude with the Tongtian Cult, so the situation has not continued to deteriorate.

Fu Changheng was so angry that he fell seriously ill and held a public press conference to swear on behalf of the Fu consortium to fight the Tongtian cult to the end.

Since finding out Zhao Fusang's hiding place, Lu Quci and the others have not been idle.

Each of them worked hard to improve their strength at home, waiting for the next fierce battle.

The wedding of Shen Aoxing and Li Xiaoxiao was originally scheduled for the sixth day of the lunar month, but because of the disappearance of the population, it was a time when people were panicking across the country, so the wedding was temporarily canceled and held after the year.

Haynelen Resort Island.

The resort island, which used to be sunny and pleasant in the air, has now become unrecognizable and has become a private training ground for the Tongtian cult.

None of the Fu employees who were originally stationed here were willing to bow to the cult, resulting in the death, wounding, and living being imprisoned in a secret dungeon.

There is not a single tourist on the white sand beach, and the cultists disguise themselves as tourists and wait on the beach, ready to trick tourists from all over the world into their team.

The European-style castle in the distance was built when Fu Changheng first bought this island, and now it is also occupied by Zhao Fusang doves.

Inside the castle.

Compared to the abundant light outside, the luxurious living room is dark and treacherous.

A group of women sat on the couch with glazed eyes.

They have different skin tones, beautiful and good figures, and they are the best Yin people carefully selected by Zhao Zichen from tourists from all over the world, and they are all naked at this time for him and the sect leader to enjoy.

The previous three women, A, B, and C, now only Woman A is still alive.

She is now the head of these women.

Zhao Zichen ordered her to teach these new women the rules.

Follow the stairs at the corner of the living room down to the basement floor, where there are several wine cellars, which have now been converted into cells.

As soon as I opened the door of the cell, I smelled a strong smell of blood.

On the iron shelf by the window, a man was tied with iron chains.

The man's whole body was red with blood, his hands were hung high in chains, and his head hung low, unable to see whether he was alive or dead.

Zhao Zichen walked over and picked his chin with the tip of his knife.

Looking at his face through the dried blood scab, it was Zhao Hongfei.