Outside the Secret Palace of the Ghost.

On a low, yellow hillside, the air suddenly disappeared, slightly distorted, and light emitted.

At the same time, the three figures shook slightly and appeared silently.

They are Fang Zheng, Hao Qingsong and Zhou Buqun.

As soon as he stood firm, Fang Zheng's blood rushed out in an instant, his eyes were sharp, and he glanced around, and his eyes were filled with caution.

When I saw that there were only three of them around me, I felt relieved and my blood slowly converged.

"It seems that after coming out of the Slayer Secret House, the teams that hold the same token will be teleported to one place, while the teams that hold different tokens will be teleported to different locations, which is also good, otherwise they will be teleported to one another.

When we meet the Wuyou Sect and the Blood Family, we are obviously not strong enough here, but it is a bit dangerous."

Hao Qingsong also looked around, and his originally solemn expression disappeared.

"Brother Fang, if you meet our evil-controlling personnel later, you must quickly spread the news of the betrayal of the bloodline family." Zhou Buqun withdrew his gaze and reminded him.

Fang Zheng said in a deep voice:

"This time, two teams from the Bloodline Family came in. The other team had entered the secret palace. They were very likely to have turned against each other, and the news had already spread.

However, those who entered the other two secret palaces did not know that the blood family betrayed. If they met, they would definitely remind them.”

Hao Qingsong nodded slightly and said, "There are opportunities everywhere in the secret realm, so we should discuss where to go without further ado."

Fang Zheng looked around, identified the direction, and said in a deep voice:

"The Butian Pill is very important to me. I am imperative to Butian Pavilion where our northern region is located.

However, Butian Pavilion will not open in seven days, and it will not take that long to travel.

On our way to Butian Pavilion, there is a lake where Tianling Lotus grows, which is also an opportunity.

The lotus seeds of the Tianling Lotus can rapidly increase their realm's cultivation, and in just a few days people can break through a small realm.

Although we don’t need it, we can help that guy Zhou Tong get some.”

Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said, "When Zhou Tong comes out, takes lotus seeds, and breaks through the realm of control, his strength will surely reach another level."

Hao Qingsong also said: "It is not easy for the outside world to get a Tianling Lotus, and the opportunity should not be missed.

Zhou Tong stayed to accept the inheritance of the secret technique of stinging ghosts. I wonder if the Lord of Tianjiu Palace provided him with the resources he needed.

However, practicing a secret technique, even if you have prepared all the resources, it will take a lot of time to try it out, and it cannot be practiced overnight.

However, with the help of Tianling Lotus, Zhou Tong's cultivation level has broken through, even if his secret technique is not expected for the time being, his strength should be able to truly rank on the top."

The two quickly determined where to go.

Zhou Buqun naturally would not object.

Next, Fang Zheng took out the fragrance-seeking insect from his arms, leaving a special fragrance.

"After Zhou Tong comes out, you can find us based on the fragrance of the scented insect."

Fang Zheng said something, and then the three of them set off directly and headed towards the lake where the Tianling Lotus was.

...

In the square, he put down the two jade bottles again, sat cross-legged, meditated quietly for a while, and adjusted himself to the peak state. Only when his mood was in vain, he opened his eyes again.

The secret technique of poisonous doves and ghosts. When practicing in detail, you must first use venom to carve the Xuanming poisonous dove pattern on your body and use it as the foundation for containing ghosts. This is the first step.

After that, absorb the power contained in the ghost's bloodline bit by bit and seal it with the power of the poisonous dove.

Both processes are extremely dangerous. Although Zhou Tong's physical body is strong and his success rate is much higher than that of others, he dare not relax.

Zhou Tong reached out and opened the white jade bottle. As soon as the colorful liquid came into contact with the air, it made a hissing sound, and a faint white smoke filled out, making Zhou Tong's eyelids twitch.

This venom has been tempered with genius treasures, and most of the toxicity is converged inside. Just this, the little toxicity that escapes is so strong.

But he wanted to use this venom to carve a mysterious and vicious dove pattern on his body!

"The difficulty of practicing secret techniques is indeed extremely high. No wonder most people have done all kinds of genius treasure preparations after obtaining the inheritance of secret techniques and have done all kinds of genius treasures, and they still need to try many times before they can practice successfully.

Even like the mummy man, he had to make himself like a zombie.

Fortunately, this secret technique of poisonous dove stinging ghosts only requires high physical conditions and has certain dangers in cultivation. However, wealth and honor are in danger, so taking risks in order to become stronger is also worth it. At least you don’t have to worry about not being a human or a ghost that you will be.”

Zhou Tong thought in his heart and suddenly sank into the state of slightness.

Suddenly, all the perceptions around him became clear and slight.

He took a deep breath, and the blood was surging, condensed on his right finger, and then he poked towards the colorful venom in the bottle.

The moment his fingers touched the venom, the blood force immediately made a hissing sound, which was subjected to strong corrosion, and the blood force was constantly consumed.

Zhou Tong's face remained unchanged, and the blood in his body gathered towards his arms in a special course of action. At this moment, the whole arm was red.

Then he used blood force to lift up a little venom, and then gritted his teeth and pressed it directly on his left arm.

His fingers slid slightly, and during the sliding process, the venom wrapped in the blood force fell on his arms little by little.

Suddenly, a piercing pain came. Zhou Tong did not dare to neglect it. He quickly used blood power to wrap the venom as stated in the inheritance, and then his body tried to carry and absorb the little bit of venom.

After a while, Zhou Tong moved his finger away. The little venom had been consumed. After experiencing painful torture, he finally drew the first stroke of the Xuanyin Vicious Dove pattern.

He looked down at a line on his arm, breathed a sigh of relief, and took a slight breath.

"With my physical strength, I can bear more!"

Zhou Tong's eyes flashed.

The first shot just now was just a test. Zhou Tong didn't dare to extract too much venom to prevent his body from being unable to bear it and an accident occurred.

Now, he knew it in his mind, and once again wrapped his fingers with blood, dipped it in some venom.

He did not draw back along the lines just now, but repeated the stroke he had just drawn.

The secret technique of poisonous dove stinging ghosts. The stronger the venom that this technique can carry, the stronger the power of the ghost that can be sealed later, and the greater the power of the secret technique.

Zhou Tong naturally had to do his best to strive to carry more venom.

This is a boring and painful process, and it requires full attention during the process and no carelessness can be tolerated.

Once the blood force cannot keep up, or there is a slight deviation in the lines under the hand, not all previous efforts will be wasted. If the venom is not wrapped in blood force in time, throwing it out of the body, the body will also be damaged.

Time flies, and a day and a night passes in a blink of an eye.

Zhou Tong's expression showed a little tiredness. Even if he was a cultivator, he felt a little tired now when he was walking on thin ice for such a long time.

Fortunately, it finally came to the last moment.

Zhou Tong twisted some venom again, calmed down and outlined the last stroke.

At this moment, a lifelike strange bird pattern appeared on his left arm.

I saw that the strange bird was shaped like a vulture, with green green eyes, and the melon seeds were covered with blue-gray scales. The bird's beak was quite long, giving people a sharp feeling.

The venom has not been used up yet, and Zhou Tong only used about one-third of it.

Zhou Tong looked down at the mysterious and vicious dove pattern, and a faint smile appeared on his face. With the blood rushing, he flowed around in a special route.

Immediately afterwards, there was only a "puff" sound.

The poisonous dove pattern seemed to be spiritual and flashed slightly.

Then, a translucent poisonous dove phantom broke out and made silent hissings in the air, and then fell back on his arm unwillingly.

"The first step is finally completed."

Zhou Tong stood up, moved his somewhat stiff body for a while, adjusted his condition for a while, and sat down again.

His eyes were cast on the blue jade bottle and opened it.

Suddenly, there were loud roars of fierce ghosts in the air. As the black liquid rolled violently, suddenly, micro ferocious ghosts were swaying in the bottle, constantly hitting the bottle's mouth, trying to escape.

However, there was a purple light at the bottle mouth, flashing constantly. After the evil ghost hit the bottle mouth, it fell back again.

The thin layer of purple smoothness has become an insurmountable barrier for them.

Zhou Tong's expression was still, and the blood force flowed in his body. He reached out and pinched his hand, and blood force floated out and fell at the mouth of the bottle.

Suddenly, a small gap appeared at the mouth of the bottle, and a ferocious micro-ghost suddenly roared out.

As soon as it came out, the purple light of the bottle's mouth spread rapidly, tightly sealing the bottle's mouth.

The miniature evil spirit who wanted to follow him hit him and fell again.

At this time, the miniature evil spirit that emerged from the size of a rice grain, rose in the wind, and turned into the size of a palm.

Its eyes were full of tyranny and rushed towards Zhou Tong directly.

"Little guy, he has a pretty irritable temper."

Zhou Tong smiled slightly, reached out and slapped the tiny evil spirit.

The latter was beaten by him and staggered for a moment. After standing firm again, he roared at him without raising his feet.

"The last evil spirit who dared to bare his teeth at me is now lined up to pull the grinding. You should be glad that you are just manifested by the blood power of the ghost, not a real ghost."

Zhou Tong complained in his heart.
To be continued...