After Liang Zicheng came to the inn, he took out the storage bag that killed the Zhuji monk that day to see what treasures were inside.

After Liang Zicheng opened the storage bag, he immediately found that there was a ghost in it, and this ghost should be a treasure to summon the ghost king, but Liang Zicheng couldn't use it and could only throw it in the storage ring.

Then Liang Zicheng found a lot of spirit stones, pills, and a book of exorcism secrets from this storage bag. He took it out and looked at it a few times, and then threw it directly into the ring, Liang Zicheng didn't have a good impression of those ghosts.

Just as Liang Zicheng was about to rummage through the storage bag, a letter in the storage bag came into front of him, and Liang Zicheng immediately took out the letter.

"Master Zhang's nephew in-house". Liang Zicheng was stunned for a moment when he saw these words, this monk is a foundation building monk, isn't it Jindan Ancestor who can call his nephew?

Liang Zicheng opened the letter tremblingly, and after reading the letter, he immediately stayed there.

"I didn't expect the Seven Star Sect to make such a big move." After Liang Zicheng carefully accepted the letter, he pondered in the room whether to stop the Seven Star Sect's mission.

Now he is the only one here, a foundation building monk, and it is too late to go to the sect, and the senior brother Fang Er must be a member of the Seven Star Sect, but the other party has four foundation building monks.

In the end, Liang Zicheng still decided to go to North Vietnam to stop this mission of the Seven Star Sect, there are tens of millions of mortals in North Vietnam, if he doesn't go to stop it, then these tens of millions of mortals will definitely die. What's more, I don't know what the Seven Star Sect will use the lives of these tens of millions of mortals to refine.

Although the monk regarded mortals as ants, he could not watch thousands of mortals die like this. If you are really defeated by the four foundation building monks, you will hide in the real world.

Then Liang Zicheng secretly left the Northern Song Dynasty Xianyuan City, and flew quickly towards a small city in North Vietnam with a flying sword.

When Liang Zicheng came to this small city, this small city was already shrouded in a layer of sadness, and the pedestrians on the street all lowered their heads, their bodies were clumsy and their expressions were numb.

It didn't take long for Liang Zicheng to understand the reason, more than 100 newborn babies mysteriously disappeared in this small city in a week, and the government strengthened its vigilance, but it still couldn't prevent the loss of the baby, when the child's mother fell asleep, she woke up and found that the baby around her had disappeared, followed by the mother's sad and painful voice.

A large number of soldiers are patrolling the streets, hoping to strengthen their vigilance to find the gang that stole the baby and restore calm to the small city.

Before that, the city was tranquil, or rather on the surface it was tranquil. It has been many years since nothing like this happened, and people have lived peacefully, auspiciously, and happily. But now more than 100 babies who have been born less than a year old have been lost in a week, especially parents with babies at home, who are almost 24 hours a day out of sight to monitor the babies in their hands, fearing that if they miss or pay little attention, the babies in their hands will evaporate and disappear like air.

Liang Zicheng slowly looked at this small city, this city should be the city in the mouth of the monk surnamed Zhang, now they have begun to steal babies, I don't know if they can stop this action of the Seven Star Sect.

If it can't be stopped, then tens of millions of mortals in North Vietnam will die directly. Liang Zicheng silently looked at the patrol soldiers on the street, these people who stole babies were demon cultivators, and it was impossible for these soldiers to find out no matter what they did.

Liang Zicheng silently walked around the small city, and then locked a few families with babies, and secretly put a faint sense on the bodies of these babies, and after these babies were stolen by the people of the Seven Star Sect, Liang Zicheng could find out as soon as possible.

Soon night fell on the city again, and there were many more soldiers patrolling the streets than during the day, and there were groups of soldiers everywhere, if it was those masters in the secular world, it would be impossible to succeed at all, but it was the demon monks who stole the baby, including four foundation monks.

In the deepest part of a cave somewhere, on a large hall of darkness.

A middle-aged man in a golden robe stood proudly, his eyes were deep, his rhyme flowed, he never exuded momentum, but he had his own compelling might.

In front of him, three black furnaces stood there, surging with strange black qi, like a legendary altar.

Looking at the altar in front of him, the heroic man's eyes were full of fanaticism, and his palm gently stroked the black ding, as if he was caressing the jade body of a peerless beauty.

The middle-aged Jindan Ancestor glanced around and immediately asked, "Why are there only four of you, Senior Nephew Zhang?"

"Qi Qi Ancestor, Senior Brother Zhang has something to go to Nanliang, and he will return soon."

"I have something to do and I'm going to go back to the sect, so I'll wait for the good life to take care of the altar for me, don't miss my big thing." The middle-aged man said lightly.

"Obey the orders of the ancestors." The four foundation building monks next to him immediately said respectfully.

This Jindan Ancestor, after casually sweeping the four foundation-building monks, flew directly towards the entrance of the cave with a flying sword.

Two hours later, Liang Zicheng suddenly felt a faint divine sense under him, and he was moving quickly in the direction of the city gate, Liang Zicheng immediately left the inn, performed an ordinary light body technique, and quickly went away, and there was no figure in a blink of an eye.

Black Wind Ridge was located about sixty miles northwest of that small city.

Liang Zicheng cautiously followed a five-layer qi cultivator in front of him along the way to this Black Wind Ridge, and heard the innkeeper say that this Black Wind Ridge used to be a mass grave, I don't know how many years ago there was a large war of hundreds of thousands of people, and most of the bones of the soldiers were buried on the spot after their deaths.

Liang Zicheng stopped in front of a huge bluestone in front of the Black Wind Ridge, looked up, and couldn't help frowning, seeing a faint black gas shrouded in the mountains and mountains, the color of the mountain streams and streams seemed to be not so pure, and the lush forests and bamboos were even longer like ghosts.

And the fifth-layer qi cultivator ghost he was tracking actually disappeared directly into the dense forest in front of him, and he couldn't even feel the divine sense left by Liang Zicheng on the baby.

Liang Zicheng looked around, and finally decided to enter this dense forest to see what those foundation-building monks of the Seven Star Sect were doing.

Liang Zicheng walked unhappily all the way, looked around, and after a while, Liang Zicheng had already come to the depths of the interior of the Black Wind Ridge, where the yin qi was even stronger, and the entrance to a cave more than two zhang high was discovered by Liang Zicheng.

And now that faint divine sense actually came out of the cave, Liang Zicheng glanced at the cave, the two bronze doors had been completely opened outward, but the inside of the cave did not look dark, but some bright light came out.

After entering the cave, I saw that every five or six meters in the cave, there was a night pearl inserted on the wall, emitting a bright light, illuminating the passage quite brightly.

When Liang Zicheng cautiously walked forward for a distance of about thirty or forty zhang, a huge stone room more than ten zhang square suddenly came into view.

Looking at the scenery in the stone room, Liang Zicheng couldn't help but fall into a stupor, the gusts of yin wind whistling, and the broken arms discarded everywhere below, all made people feel that this place was a terrifying Shura field.

As Liang Zicheng slowly sneaked into it, more and more things appeared clearly in front of his eyes, corpses everywhere, broken arms, and some blood that had not been killed, all swearing that the Seven Star Sect was sitting on something evil.

After walking all the way around for about a quarter of an hour, Liang Zicheng came to a stone room again.

This stone room is closed, and the two dark doors on the door seem to be cast from black iron, which looks quite thick, and there are still baby cries from time to time, and Liang Zicheng's faint divine sense is now gone.

Liang Zicheng cautiously looked inside, only to see an altar, three hundred zhang in diameter, round in shape. There are nearly 10,000 kinds of strange creatures carved on the altar. Underneath the altar were unknown orbs, animal bones, strange stones, green wood, and a number of human blood that was about to dry up.

On top of the altar, there was a statue nearly four feet high, and below it was a bone incense table.

The statue on the altar resembles a demon god, with three heads and six arms, composed of bones as white jade, with a green face and fangs, and an extremely gloomy face.

A huge pool of blood was next to the altar, and the blood-red liquid in it bubbled like boiling magma.

In the middle of the blood pool, there were three black Ding furnaces standing there, surging with strange black qi, the black Ding furnace was five or six zhang high, covered with scales the size of a fan.

The bubbles that kept bubbling out of the pools of blood, the occasional white human remains, the babies that had been snatched from the small city, were now lifeless.