In the middle of a connected valley.

I saw a red point of light suddenly emerge from the ground, and after a while, it turned into a hideous-looking and ugly-looking ghost, and took a deep breath into the air.

After a while, a figure quickly came from the west and appeared beside the ghost.

"They're right here. "The ghost is eerie.

"Why don't you see the five of them, could it be that you are playing with me?" The person who came was Luo Ba, and at this time his injuries were almost repaired, so he asked Lao Wu to send a little ghost to take him to Ye Tian and the others.

"Old Ancestor Luo, their aura disappeared here, and they can't be wrong. The ghost once again sniffed deeply in the air and blurted out.

"Oh, could it be that there is something hidden here?" Luo Ba frowned.

Luo Ba, as one of the six demons of Xiyu, naturally knows very well that as long as the person who is imprinted by the little ghost moving technique, he can find out through the breath of the imprint. Now that the breath has disappeared in this mountain, it means that there may be something strange in this mountain.

"Alright, you can get out. Luo Ba's eyes were cold and he said indifferently.

"I wish Luo Lao Zu a victory, and he will definitely be able to win the Weeping Blood Golden Bell and realize the cultivation method of the Phantom Immortal Sound. After kneeling respectfully on the ground and kowtowing to Luo Ba, the ghost turned into a red point of light and disappeared into the ground.

Luo Ba stood in place, looked around, and found that the surrounding mountains, mountains and mountains are connected, and lush plants grow on top of each mountain, and the aura on them is obviously a little stronger than on the road from which they came.

"Hmph, a trick!"

Luo Ba snorted coldly and took out a set of black array flags from the storage bag.

There are a total of six black array flags, which can form a complete set of trapped killing arrays, called the Black Evil Array. Rao is a monk of the Yudan period, and it will take some time to break this array, and Luo Ba once escaped from the hands of a monk of the Yudan-period with this set of black evil arrays.

The reason why he laid down this black evil array was not to find any clues, but to be cautious and prepare in advance.

Since Luo Ba had suffered a loss in the Weeping Blood Golden Bell before, he had to be fully prepared, firstly, to deal with Jiang Wenbo and others from the Taiji Sect, and secondly, to see if he could block the sound confusion of the Phantom Immortal Sound through the Black Evil Array.

"Go!"

Luo Ba let out a low snort, and the six black array flags instantly separated.

They landed in the grass on the top of the six mountains according to Luo Ba's instructions, Qi Gen sank to the ground, and with a flash of black light, all six black array flags disappeared.

After doing all this, Luo Ba took out six spirit stones from the storage bag.

The light on the six spirit stones has dimmed, and there are still subtle cracks in them, at first glance, they are low-grade spirit stones, and the spiritual power in the spirit stones has been consumed by more than half, Rao is so, Luo Ba is still a little distressed.

Seeing that he gritted his teeth, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and the six spirit stones in his hand swung into the air, and the six spirit stones immediately shot towards the position of the six black array flags, and landed on the ground where the array flags had submerged.

Not long after, the six array flags emitted subtle spiritual power fluctuations at the same time, and then the spiritual energy on the six nearby mountains was obviously much stronger.

"Little bunnies, the old man must kill you this time. Luo Ba's face was gloomy, and the fierceness in his eyes flashed.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from a distance.

"Old ghost Luo, is that kid here?" As the voice fell, I saw a white-faced scholar flash from not far away, and his posture was quite elegant. He is very fast, and he can leap tens of kilometers just by tapping the ground under his feet.

After a few breaths, the white-faced scholar had already appeared beside Luo Ba, and opened a black and shiny folding fan with a "swish".

"Black-hearted scholar, why did you come first?" Luo Ba said quietly.

"Old ghost Luo, don't you remember that among the six demons in Xiyu, except for the fifth, my time is the freest. The black-hearted scholar smiled indifferently, his appearance was clear-eyed, the jade tree was in the wind, and his temperament was even more transcendent.

"Put away your deceptive tricks. Luo Ba said with a calm face.

"Old Ghost Luo, my trick has bewitched many deep women, and the blood in their hearts has helped me to achieve great success in the blood breath Dafa, and there are faint signs of a breakthrough. The black-hearted scholar immediately changed into a free and easy temperament, and proudly shook the black shiny folding fan.

"It's just right, there is a woman among these five people, and her strength has reached the peak of foundation building. Luo Ba sneered.

When the black-hearted scholar heard this, his heart was agitated, and the cultivation of the Blood Breath Dafa was exactly what needed to condense the blood of the woman's heart, which could help his cultivation soar. Although the Blood Breath Dafa did not record the source of the blood in his heart, as the Blood Breath Dafa cultivated to the third level, the black-hearted scholar became more and more determined, and ordinary women were no longer able to help him break through.

Leaving the Xiyu Islands this time, the black-hearted scholar has also taken the blood of many women along the way.

However, the overall effect is less than ideal.

According to the records of the Blood Breath Dafa, cultivating to the deepest third realm only requires the blood of thousands of women's hearts. However, the black-hearted scholar has practiced for decades and seized the blood of the heart of the deep boudoir woman, although it is impossible to remember, but it will definitely not be less than a thousand.

This is not counting the black-hearted scholars who have been wandering in Fireworks Willow Lane for decades, occasionally depriving some Hongchen women of their blood.

Even so, the black-hearted scholar still failed to break through to the knotting stage, but has been stuck at the peak of foundation building, fortunately, every time he strips the blood of the deep woman's heart, the black-hearted scholar can still feel that the cultivation is faintly improving, and the essence blood condensed by the blood breath Dafa is also improving.

This situation has lasted for several years, and the black-hearted scholar has begun to suspect that the source of the blood in his heart cannot be just an ordinary woman, but a woman with cultivation.

Cultivators often have a small amount of essence and blood.

Those essence blood contain strong spiritual power, and only the blood of the cultivator's heart can provide more essence blood to the Blood Breath Dafa, and only then can the black-hearted scholar break through to the third level of the Blood Breath Dafa.

Therefore, Luo Ba mentioned that there was a woman who was at the peak of the foundation, and the black-hearted scholar had already made a decision in his heart.

"Old Ghost Luo, since you have shown sincerity, then according to your thoughts, the woman who built the peak of the foundation belongs to me, and the golden bell of weeping blood belongs to you, how about it?" The black-hearted scholar folded his fan and shook it gently, and a smile appeared on his delicate face.

"That's nature, that's nature!" Luo Ba suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and laughed out loud.

Among the six demons in Xiyu, in addition to worrying about doing things alone, Luo Ba is most afraid of meeting black-hearted scholars. Because the black heart book has grown a white face, it is handsome enough to be comparable to the face of a woman who has fallen into the country and the city, but that heart is so "black" that it makes people cold.

This is also the reason why Luo Ba took the initiative to mention Ling Xiao.

In fact, Luo Ba had hoped to get Ling Xiao's qi and blood before, which was used to feed and improve the Blood Pool Knife, but now that the Blood Pool Knife has been damaged, coupled with the appearance of the black-hearted scholar, Luo Ba can only sacrifice part of his interests in order to ensure that he can succeed once and successfully snatch the Weeping Blood Golden Bell left by the Taoist priest of Youfang.

The two of them agreed, and each chose a place to sit cross-legged.

Because Luo Ba's previous injuries had not healed, he swallowed an elixir at this moment and continued to heal his injuries.

The black-hearted scholar saw it in his eyes, smiled slightly, put away the black folding fan in his hand, and then sank into the storage bag on his waist.

The next moment, the black-hearted scholar meditated and cultivated with a blank expression, and immediately a faint blood mist swirled above his head.

I saw that the blood mist swirled around the top of the black-hearted scholar's head, and then floated to the black-hearted scholar's heart, and all of them were submerged in it. The black-hearted scholar seemed to have absorbed a great tonic, and on his white and tender cheeks, a red light appeared, and a strange spiritual power rippled from the feet of the black-hearted scholar.

As soon as this spiritual power appeared, the grass and trees around the black-hearted scholar were instantly dyed with a faint layer of blood.

Not only that, but as the black-hearted scholar exhaled again and again, he saw that a blood-colored mist condensed above his head again, and it was even more than the previous one.

According to the previous route, the blood mist also submerged into the heart of the black-hearted scholar.

A little, the black-hearted scholar's complexion became more ruddy, and the spiritual power fluctuations emanating from him were also stronger, which had already dyed Fang Yuanzhang Xu's ground red, and even the towering banyan tree behind him had a faint red color on its bark.

After about an hour, the blood mist that swirled around the black-hearted scholar became thick and painty, and the spiritual power emanating from it had already attracted Luo Ba's vigilance on the side.

Luo Ba stopped, staring motionlessly at the blood mist above the black-hearted scholar's head.

He knew very well that the blood breath Dafa cultivated by the black-hearted scholar was made up of these inconspicuous blood mist, and they could change shape according to the master's mind to form the most advantageous magic weapons, and their power was enough to be comparable to high-grade magic weapons.

Not only that, this blood mist is also the spiritual object of the black-hearted scholar, and it can also be called a magic weapon connected to the heart. However, if the ordinary magic weapon is damaged, the monk only needs to suffer a little backlash, but the relationship between these blood mist and the black-hearted scholar is a loss.

Once all the blood mist is extinguished, it is equivalent to extinguishing the black-hearted scholar's dependence, destroying the foundation of his decades-long cultivation of the Blood Breath Dafa, but if he can't destroy all the blood mist at once, the black-hearted scholar will only damage some of his cultivation.

And the advantage of the Blood Breath Dafa is that the speed of recovery from injuries is extremely fast, as long as there is enough blood in the woman's heart, the black-hearted scholar can recover to his peak state in a short time, and his strength will be improved.

This is also the reason why Luo Ba will be jealous of black-hearted scholars.

Among the six demons in Xiyu, in addition to the escape technique of the fifth little ghost moving mountain, the black-hearted scholar's blood breath Dafa survivability is the strongest, even if the other five join forces to deal with the black-hearted scholar, Luo Ba is not 100% sure in his heart.

After a while, the blood mist above the black-hearted scholar's head gradually turned into a blood sword.

And above the blood sword, it was covered with cumbersome runes, and the runes flashed with golden light, and the spiritual power on it surged. With just one glance, Luo Ba knew that the power of this blood sword was definitely not under his own blood sword.

I saw the blood sword swirl above the black-hearted scholar's head, and then turned into a ray of light, which instantly disappeared into the black-hearted scholar's heart.

At the same moment, the red-dyed grass and trees around the black-hearted scholar, as well as the towering banyan tree behind him, instantly turned into a black ash, and then drifted away with the wind. And on the ground of the black-hearted scholar Fang Yuanzhang Xu, only bare loess was left at this moment.

Before I knew it, it was getting dark.

The black-hearted scholar looked up at the sunset that was about to set, took a deep breath, and the ruddy on his face gradually subsided, and then looked at Luo Ba on the side.

"Old ghost Luo, have you found any clues. The black-hearted scholar said loudly.

"Wait!" Luo Ba shook his head, although he was anxious, he still didn't believe that one of Ye Tian's five people would erase the mark of the little ghost moving technique left by the fifth child, so he decided to continue waiting.

What's more, the little ghost said very conclusively when he left, and the other party's breath disappeared near here.

Unless there are special circumstances, those little bunnies will never disappear out of thin air, so it only proves that there is something strange in front of them. However, Luo Ba carefully inspected every mountain around him, and there seemed to be nothing special about the mountain except for the vigorous growth of vegetation and a little rich spiritual power......