In a connected valley.

A red light spot suddenly appeared from the ground, and soon turned into a hideous ghost with an ugly face and an ugly appearance, taking a deep breath into the air.

Soon, a figure quickly came from the west and appeared beside the evil ghost.

"They are here." The ghost said gloomyly.

"Why don't you see the five of them? Could it be that you are playing tricks on me?" The visitor was Luoba. At this time, his injuries had almost been well cultivated, so he asked Lao Wu to send a little ghost to bring him to Ye Tian and others.

"Old Ancestor Luo, their breath disappeared here, it's absolutely impossible to be wrong." The evil ghost once again sniffed the smell emitted from the air and blurted out.

"Oh? Could it be that something is hidden here?" Luo Ba frowned.

Luoba is one of the six demons in Xiyu Island, so he is naturally very clear that anyone who has left his mark on the mountain move can find it through the aura of the mark. Now that the aura disappears in this mountain, it means that there may be strangeness in the mountain move.

"Okay, you can get out." Luo Ba said indifferently with cold eyes.

"I wish the old ancestor Luo a victory in the flag, and he will definitely win the blood-crying golden bell and understand the cultivation method of the fantasy and charming immortal sound." The evil ghost knelt respectfully on the ground and kowtowed to Luoba, and then turned into a red light spot and sank into the ground and disappeared.

Luoba stood in place and looked around and found the surrounding mountains, connected by mountains. Lush plants grew on each mountain, and the spiritual energy on it was obviously stronger than the road.

"Hmph, a way to fool the eyes!"

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

The black formation flag has six sides in total, which can form a complete set of trapping and killing formations, called the Black Evil Formation. Even a cultivator in the Jiedan stage would take some time to break this formation. Luoba once escaped from a Jiedan stage monk with this black Evil Formation.

The reason why he set up this black evil formation was not to find any clues, but to be cautious and prepare in advance.

Since Luoba had suffered a loss on the Blood-Crying Golden Bell before, he had to make complete preparations. First, he was to deal with Jiang Wenbo and others of the Tai Chi Sect, and second, he also wanted to use the Black Evil Formation to see if he could block the sound confusion of the Fantasy and Immortal Sound.

"go!"

Luoba shouted softly, and the six black array flags separated instantly.

They fell into the grass on the six hills according to Luoba's instructions, and all of them sank into the ground. As a black light flashed by, all the six black array flags disappeared.

Doing all this, Luoba took out six spirit stones from the storage bag.

The light on the six spirit stones was dim, and there were slight cracks inside them. It was obvious that they were low-grade spirit stones, and more than half of the spiritual power in the spirit stones had been spent. Even so, Luoba still felt a little distressed.

He saw him gritting his teeth and breathing a sigh of relief. The six spirit stones in his hand waved into the air. The six spirit stones immediately shot towards the position of the six black array flags and landed on the ground where the array flag was sank into.

Soon, the six array flags emitted slight spiritual power fluctuations at the same time, and then the spiritual energy on the nearby six hills became much stronger.

"Little bastards, I must kill you this time." Luo Ba had a gloomy face, and the ruthless look in his eyes flashed by.

At this moment, a sound suddenly came from afar.

"Old Gui Luo, is that boy here?" As the voice fell, a white-faced scholar flashed from not far away, with a very elegant figure. His speed was very fast, and he could jump dozens of feet away by just tapping the ground under his feet.

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

"Black-hearted scholar, why are you here first?" Luo Ba said calmly.

"Lao Gui, don't you remember that among the six demons in Xiyu, except for Lao Wu, I am the most free time." The black-hearted scholar smiled indifferently, with a clear face and beautiful eyes, a handsome man, and a transcendent temperament.

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

"Lao Gui, my trick has deceived many girls. The blood in their hearts has helped me to achieve great success in my blood breathing skills, and there are already signs of breakthrough." The black-hearted scholar immediately changed to a free and easy temperament and proudly shook the black folding fan.

"It's just right. One of these five people has reached the peak of foundation building." Luo Ba said sneeringly.

After hearing this, the black-hearted scholar felt a stir. The practice of the Blood Breathing Dafa requires condensing the blood in a woman's heart, which can help him to increase his cultivation. Although the Blood Breathing Dafa does not record the source of the blood in his heart, as the Blood Breathing Dafa reaches the third level, the Black-hearted scholar becomes more confident that ordinary women can no longer help him break through.

This time, the black-hearted scholar left the Xiyu Islands, and he also took away many women's blood.

However, the overall effect is not ideal.

According to the records of the Blood Breath Dafa, it only takes thousands of women's blood to reach the highest level. However, the black-hearted scholar has been practicing for decades and seized the blood of the deep-minded women. Although it is not clear that it is definitely not less than one thousand.

This does not include the black-hearted scholar lingering in the fireworks and willow alleys for decades, and occasionally depriving some of the blood in the hearts of the women in the world.

Even so, the black-hearted scholar still failed to break through to the Dan-Cultivation Stage, but was stuck at the peak of foundation building. Fortunately, every time he took the blood from his deep daughter's heart, the black-hearted scholar could still feel that his cultivation was dimly improving, and the essence and blood condensed by the blood breathing technique were also improving.

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

People who practice practice often have a few essences and blood.

Those essence and blood contain very strong spiritual power. Only the blood in the heart of those who practice can provide more essence and blood to the Blood Breath Dharma, and only then can the Black-hearted Scholars break through to the third level of the Blood Breath Dharma.

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

"Lao Gui, since you have shown your sincerity, then according to your idea, the woman at the peak of foundation building belongs to me, and the golden bell of tears belongs to you, how about it?" The black-hearted scholar shook his folding fan and a smile appeared on his pretty face.

"That's nature, that's nature!" Luo Ba suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and burst into laughter.

Among the Six Demons of Xiyu Island, Luoba was not only worried about doing things alone, but the one he was most afraid of meeting was the black-hearted scholar. Because the black-hearted scholar grew a white face, which was so handsome that it was comparable to the beautiful woman's face, but that heart was so "black" that it made people frightened.

This is why Luoba took the initiative to mention Ling Xiao.

In fact, Luoba had hoped to obtain Ling Xiao's qi and blood to feed and improve the blood pool knife. Now the blood pool knife has been damaged. In addition, the appearance of the black-hearted scholar, Luoba could only sacrifice part of his interests to ensure a success and successfully seize the blood-crying golden bell left by Taoist You Fang.

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

Because Luoba had not recovered from his previous injuries, he swallowed a pill and continued to recuperate his injuries.

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

The next moment, the black-hearted scholar meditated and practiced with a blank expression, and then a faint mist of blood was swept over his head.

The blood mist lingered around the head of the black-hearted scholar, and then floated to the black-hearted scholar's heart and sank into it. The black-hearted scholar was like sucking a big tonic. A red light appeared on his white cheeks, and a strange spiritual power spread out from the black-hearted scholar's feet.

As soon as this spiritual power appeared, the plants and trees around the black-hearted scholar instantly dyed a faint blood color.

Not only that, as the black-hearted scholar breathed again and again, a blood-colored mist condensed from his head again, and it was even more than the previous one.

The blood mist also penetrated the heart of the black-hearted scholar according to the previous route.

A little bit, the black-hearted scholar's face was even more rosy, and the spiritual power fluctuations emitted around him were stronger, which had dyed the ground about a meter of red. Even the towering banyan tree behind him had a faint red color on the bark.

After about an hour, the blood mist surrounding the black-hearted scholar became thicker and the spiritual power emitted on it had already attracted Luo Ba's vigilance.

Luoba stopped and stared at the blood mist above the black-hearted scholar's head without moving.

He knew very well that the blood breathing technique practiced by the black-hearted scholar was composed of these inconspicuous blood mists, and they could change shapes according to the master's intentions to form the most advantageous magic weapon, and its power was comparable to that of the top-grade magic weapon.

Not only that, this blood mist is also a spiritual object of the black-hearted scholar, and can also be called a magic weapon connected to the mind. However, when ordinary magic weapons are damaged, monks only need to suffer some backlash. However, the relationship between these blood mists and the black-hearted scholar is a loss.

Once all the blood mist is destroyed, it is equivalent to destroying the Black-hearted Scholar's reliance and destroying the foundation of his practice of the Blood Breath Dao for decades. However, if all the blood mist cannot be destroyed at once, the Black-hearted Scholar will only suffer some of his cultivation.

The advantage of the Blood Breathing Dafa is that it recovers from injuries very quickly. As long as you only need to have enough blood in a woman's heart, the black-hearted scholar can recover to the peak state in a short period of time, and his strength will be improved.

This is also why Luoba is afraid of the black-hearted scholar.

Among the Six Demons of Xiyu Island, in addition to Lao Wu's little ghost moving mountain skills, the black-hearted scholar's blood breathing technique has the strongest survival ability. Even if the other five people join forces to deal with the black-hearted scholar, Luo Ba was not 100% sure.

Soon, the blood mist on the black-hearted scholar's head gradually turned into a blood sword.

And above the blood sword, there were cumbersome runes, which flashed with golden light, and its spiritual power surged. Just take a look, Luo Ba knew that the power of this blood sword was definitely not under his blood pool knife.

The blood sword swirled over the black-hearted scholar's head, and then turned into a ray of light that instantly penetrated into the black-hearted scholar's heart.

At the same time, the black-hearted scholar's vegetation dyed red, and the towering banyan tree behind him instantly turned into black and gray, and then drifted with the wind. On the ground about a meter radius of the black-hearted scholar, only bare loess remained at this moment.

The sky gradually darkened without realizing it.

The black-hearted scholar looked up at the sunset that was about to fall, took a deep breath, and the rosy appearance on his face gradually calmed down, and then he looked at Luoba next to him.

"Lao Gui Luo, have you ever discovered any clues?" said the black-hearted scholar.

"Wait a little longer!" Luo Ba shook his head. Although he was anxious, he still didn't believe that some of Ye Tian and the five people would erase the mark of the little ghost moving mountain technique left by Lao Wu, so he decided to continue waiting.

What's more, the little devil said it was very conclusive when he was leaving, and the other party's aura disappeared nearby.
Chapter completed!