With the tremor of the starry sky, a black hole with a diameter of more than 10,000 miles appeared in front of Luo Zhuo's eyes, and the black hole was only dozens of miles away from him, and a powerful new gravitational force came from it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Luo Zhuo stretched out his arms without any resistance, allowing the suction force to suck him into the black hole that appeared.

After the slight dizziness, Luo Zhuo had a down-to-earth feeling, and when he opened his eyes, the scene in front of him had changed greatly. It was no longer a dark starry sky, and although there was a faint mist in front of him, Luo Zhuo could still see the green in the distance.

That green, it should be a big tree, the trees here, but the real big trees, Luo Zhuo looked at it at random, and the trees he saw were all 100 meters high, such tall trees are extremely rare in the fairy world.

Other than that, Luo Zhuo didn't see anything out of the ordinary.

"Do you want to find out if you have come here first, or do you want to find a way to improve your cultivation first?" Luo Zhuo didn't think about this question for long, because he found that he couldn't do two things now.

The quasi-Daoist only said that this was a place of trial, but even he didn't know how to test, and how to improve his cultivation through trial, Luo Zhuo didn't have a clue now.

As for finding out the wealth, it was also a bit troublesome, because flying into the air, Luo Zhuo found that this place was much bigger than he imagined, and he couldn't see the end at a glance, and in such a big place, finding someone who didn't know who was not here was tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

In fact, the easiest way is for Luo Zhuo to release his momentum and let Cai take the initiative to come to him, if he is here, he will definitely be able to sense it.

But it is said that there are countless great witch spirits here, Luo Zhuo didn't want to attract money, and attracted a group of great witch spirits to beat him, and the relationship between him and the witch clan is really not good to destroy those great witch spirits.

In this way, Luo Zhuo could only choose a direction to fly forward aimlessly, and when there was no goal, rolling up his sleeves and doing it was the only way.

In Luo Zhuo's opinion, since this place is known as a place of trials, as long as he stays here, he will definitely be able to find a difference.

Luo Zhuo's flight speed is already a member of the top echelon in the fairy world, he spreads full speed, and it is definitely not much slower than the Monkey King's heel of 108,000 miles, at this speed, Luo Zhuo has been flying for most of the day, and there is still no end in front of him.

But he is not without gains, this way flew over, he did see a lot of great witch corpses after the fall, those big witch corpses, from three zhang to more than ten zhang in size, although I don't know how many years it has fallen, but it still has not decayed, and around their corpses, there is often a spirit exists, that is not the soul of the great witch, but derived from the immortal will of the great witch, and the soul when they are alive, has nothing to do with it.

Luo Zhuo didn't provoke those great witch spirits, if these great witch spirits were refined, they could indeed be used to improve their spiritual power, but this method was a bit inferior, and Luo Zhuo didn't think this was the right way to improve his strength here.

Just when Luo Zhuo was a little depressed, he suddenly found that there was a flash of blood light in the distance, and the speed of the blood light flashed extremely fast, but in the background of towering trees everywhere, the red was so obvious, Luo Zhuo was sure that he was not mistaken.

He was happy in his heart, and change was the best, change made sense, he turned into a golden light, and the golden light technique unfolded, flying towards that bloody light.

Luo Zhuo, who had unfolded the Vertical Ground Golden Light Technique, had already reached its peak speed, and soon, he saw that touch of blood light, and when he saw that touch of blood light clearly, Luo Zhuo was really surprised.

The bloody light he saw, a drop of blood, just this drop of blood, the size of a human head, and as if he had a spiritual intelligence, flew around in the air, and from time to time it also went around the bend.

There were a few great witch spirits, roaring and chasing after them, as if that drop of blood had a great attraction to them, but that drop of blood was fast, dodged and nimble, and they didn't succeed.

"Could it be Pangu's blood?" Luo Zhuo looked at that drop of blood, the blood in his body seemed to be boiling, and a sense of longing rose from the bottom of Luo Zhuo's heart, if it weren't for his self-control, I was afraid that he couldn't help but rush up and devour that drop of blood.

He was taken aback, he was not a bloodthirsty person, this drop of blood could cause his reaction, it was very likely to be the blood of the ancestral witch, or even the blood left by Pangu back then, and only in this way could Luo Zhuo's reaction be explained.

Luo Zhuo raised his eyebrows, his body shook, his big sleeves flicked at the same time, and the sleeves unfolded, and the few great witch spirits who were chasing blood were suddenly stunned, and the blood droplets in front of them suddenly disappeared! They had no mind, naturally they didn't know what was going on, and without blood attraction, they became stupid and began to wander around.

A few miles away, Luo Zhuo's figure appeared, and in his hand, there was a blood-colored ball the size of a skull, and the true yuan covered it, isolating the exposure of the breath, Luo Zhuo looked at the blood ball with interest.

He could feel the ferocious power contained in this drop of blood, and the purity of his strength was even comparable to the true element in his body, just a drop of blood the size of a skull, and the power contained in it was enough for an ordinary person to become a heavenly immortal.

"Where are you from?" Luo Zhuo tentatively released his divine sense, and judging from the reaction of this drop of blood before, it was very likely that it was sane.

"The West?" Luo Zhuo felt a vague mental fluctuation, this drop of blood really had a sanity, but it looked like it was a newborn place, and it was very ignorant.

A drop of blood can give birth to divine sanity, then his master is definitely not the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and even Luo Zhuo suspects that even the blood left by the Pangu Great God is not so powerful.

Pangu is the ancestor of the Wu clan, and the Wu clan may not have anyone stronger than him, who is this drop of blood?

Luo Zhuo flew towards the west with doubts, this drop of blood said that he came from the West, then maybe the West will have some answers, even if he can't find the answer, find a few more drops of blood, this trip is not worth it.

Luo Zhuo is now almost certain that the chance of the place of trials is inseparable from this blood, and the energy contained in this blood, if it is refined and absorbed, can indeed improve its cultivation, and this power is of the same origin as Luo Zhuo, even if it is refined and absorbed, there will be no sequelae.

However, the power contained in a drop of blood is still too little for Luo Zhuo, if he wants to break through to the perfection of the Emperor Realm, it is such a drop of blood, he needs at least 100,000 drops! Even so, there is no guarantee that he will be able to break through to the perfection of the Emperor Realm, so Luo Zhuo can't be cautious.