Gu Qinghuan drove "Netherworld Ghost Luo Yan" and flew quickly through the dark night sky.
In a short time, we arrived at the place where Su Fan had been just now.
He glanced at the arrow on the compass in his hand and saw that it had completely deflected in another direction.
"Little thief, let me see where you can run to?"
Lu Qinghuan sneered, waved his hand gently, and the black smoke instantly disappeared into the night.
Every few dozen miles along the Qingcang River, there is a ferry for people on both sides to cross the river by boat.
Sishui Ferry is a ferry along the Qingcang River.
It is relatively remote here, and there are not many people on both sides of the strait. On weekdays, there are only a few small boats at the ferry on the shore.
But in the past few days, Sishui Ferry has changed from its previous desolate state and has become very lively.
The ferry was filled with all kinds of boats, and several camps were set up on the shore. More than a hundred monks in hooded black robes gathered here.
Dozens of huge bonfires were lit on both sides of the river, reflecting the Qingcang River like daylight.
Not only that, the waterways and land roads around Sishui Ferry were also closed by the Luotian Sect.
Especially waterways were cut off from more than a hundred miles away, and all ships passing by would be detained and sunk on the spot if there was resistance.
The people on the boat would be transported to the Sishui River by boat, and then they would be bled and thrown into the Qingcang River. The entire river would be almost dyed in blood.
At the east bank of Surabaya Ferry, several black-robed monks were standing on the trestle on the shore.
The first one is an elderly monk who has reached the ninth level of Qi training. He has sparse white hair on his head, a skinny body, and his skin is almost tightly wrapped around the bones. His face is very scary.
He put his hands behind his back and looked at the river with cold eyes.
"It should be soon. Let's get some more mortals here..."
Several black-robed monks behind him quickly bowed and responded.
After a while, hundreds of mortals were driven to the riverside. Each of them seemed to have been cursed, walking forward with dull eyes.
They lined up on a boat and were transported to the center of the river. Several black-robed monks slashed their bodies several times with knives, and then pushed them into the Qingcang River one by one.
The blood floating on the river became more and more intense, and the river became almost as red as blood.
At this time, bubbles suddenly appeared on the river surface, and there were more and more bubbles. Finally, it was like a pot was boiling, and the entire river surface was boiling.
The old man in black robe on the trestle had a frightening smile on his face.
"The sacred tomb will be opened soon. Let the people below be on strict guard. Not even a bird is allowed in for these two days."
"Yes Yes……"
The black-robed monks behind the old man responded loudly and then dispersed.
In the dark night sky, a thick black smoke rolled in and fell to the ground.
Gu Qinghuan appeared and looked at the compass in his hand. The pointer and arrow on it were spinning rapidly.
She sneered and put the compass into her storage bag.
"Little thief, I found you..."
Gu Qinghuan's eyes narrowed, and his consciousness instantly opened up, and everything within a radius of more than a hundred battles could be seen.
Huh……
She waved her hand, and two plumes of black smoke roared away.
It turned into two ropes and rolled up the two black-robed monks hiding nearby.
"Senior...Senior, please spare my life..."
The two monks were tightly bound by the black smoke, struggling and shouting desperately.
"What do you do and why are you hiding here so secretly?"
The two black-robed monks looked at each other. Just as one of them was about to speak, his flesh and blood was swallowed up by "Netherworld Ghost Luo Yan", leaving behind a pale white skeleton.
"I...I said..."
Gu Qinghuan asked, then immediately frowned and waved his hand to turn the other person into a pile of bones.
"Luotianjiao... Shenzhong... Could it be that the little thief has entered a cult..."
She waved her hand and turned into black smoke again, blending into the dark night.
The confusing black mist slowly drifted forward.
From time to time, it turned into a few black ropes, silently turning the Luotian Sect disciples hiding around into piles of pale white bones.
As we were about to reach the river, we could already see piles of bonfires burning in the sky in the distance.
Suddenly, a faint light roared over.
Gu Qinghuan waved his hand, and the black smoke turned into a ghost hand, slapping the long sword weapon away.
A figure hiding behind a tree in the distance, lightning flashing under its feet, disappeared from the place in an instant, not even the long sword and magic weapon.
However, the sudden burst of spiritual energy fluctuations still alarmed the Luotian Sect monks on the riverside, and several figures suddenly came over with magical weapons.
"This damn guy..."
Fu Qinghuan was so angry that his teeth itched. He opened his arms, and several streaks of black smoke turned into several ferocious ghost claws. With a harsh whistling sound, they rolled towards several black-robed monks.
"No...it's the late stage of Qi training...ah..."
The two black-robed monks who rushed at the front were entangled in the thick black smoke as soon as they offered their magic weapons, and they fell from the air to the ground.
The few people behind didn't even think about it, turned around and ran away.
But it only flew a short distance before it was wrapped around by several black ghost hands and swept away.
"Ouch..."
A huge roar came from the riverside.
The voice was shrill and harsh, making Su Fan, who was hiding next to him, dizzy.
A huge black shadow suddenly appeared in front of Gu Qinghuan.
The black shadow kept twisting and changing, gradually taking shape in front of her.
This is a demon nearly two feet tall. It has two horns on its head, its whole body is covered in jet black hard armor, and there are ferocious bone spurs on its back.
In front of the body is a pair of huge sickle-shaped forelimbs like a mantis.
As soon as the two forelimbs move, you can hear the rattling sound of dislocated bones, which sounds extremely scary.
"Sword Demon..."
Gu Qinghuan frowned and looked at the ferocious monster in front of him.
She had seen a map of an alien demon in her master's study, so she recognized the demon's name at a glance.
boom! !
Another huge figure fell from the sky and hit the ground heavily.
This demon is about three feet tall, and its huge body is out of proportion, like a piece of shit that fell to the ground.
There were countless head-shaped sarcomas on the blue skin, and each sarcoma had facial features, constantly emitting bursts of mournful cries.
"Li Mo..."
Gu Qinghuan recognized this evil demon again and frowned immediately.
Standing in front of you are two extraterrestrial evil spirits, which are somewhat similar to the "Demon Talisman" of the Demon Sect. They are both summoned projections.
Compared with real extraterritorial evil spirits, their strength is far inferior.
Su Fan, who was hiding nearby, was shocked and stunned.
This is the extraterrestrial evil spirit.
Baa Huo Huo... It is indeed evil and terrifying.
Two extraterrestrial evil spirits are enough to deal with this witch.
At this time, the old man in black robe by the river slowly walked out of the darkness.
"Jiejie... Now that you're here, don't leave..."
Lu Qinghuan sneered and glanced aside.
When he saw Su Fan hiding nearby and watching the fun, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.
She finally understood the purpose of this little thief, which was to lure her here and let the people of Luotian Sect hold her back.
Beautiful thought!
She turned her head and shouted at Su Fanhan.
"Junior brother, I'll hold them back while you go to the modron..."
Su Fan, who was hiding in a dark corner and ready to watch the excitement, suddenly became stupid.
What the hell...
