The Valley of the Dead, one of the seven forbidden places in the ancient wilderness, has been a dead place since ancient times. The valley is full of ghosts, the wind is roaring, and there are many corpses buried.

These corpses, some people, some beasts, some monsters and some demons, were all extremely powerful during their lifetime. Even after a long time, some of the bones were still preserved intact, and the whole body exuded a brilliance like jade.

There are even more huge animal bones, and there is still a terrifying evil spirit, which can easily put people to death.

It is a pity that in a powerful existence, only the bones are left, and even the primordial spirit is torn apart, giving rise to endless ghosts and evil beings. Once a stranger breaks in, they will be attacked by many dead souls. Never die.

According to legend, the predecessor of the Valley of the Dead was once a mountain range that stretched for tens of thousands of miles. In the depths of the mountain range, there were many immortal palaces, Tianjiao, and great powers.

The Holy Dao Sect was founded by a saintly master known as the Patriarch of the Holy Dao, and when the Patriarch of the Holy Dao became famous, the Patriarch of the Great Wilderness had not yet been born.

It can be said that the Holy Dao Sect is the first sect in the history of the ancient wilderness. Within the sect, there are countless secret methods, magical powers, and rare treasures in the ancient wilderness...

It is a pity that the prosperity and decline declined. With the failure of the ancestors of the Holy Dao to prove the Dao, the body died and the Dao disappeared. There was a split within the Holy Dao Sect, and then it was besieged by several sects and families in the ancient wilderness, and finally even the mountain gate was stationed there. It was reduced to ruins in that battle.

This ruin is what is now the Valley of the Dead.

If you look down from a high altitude, you can see the entire Valley of the Dead, like a mountain being cut off by a sword. In the entire valley, in addition to the lingering yin, there is also an incomparably fierce kendo will.

"What a powerful kendo will, even after endless years, it has never dissipated..."

Yang Xuan stepped into the valley of the dead, only to feel that his whole body was cut by a knife, and strands of kendo will came along with the yin wind, as if it could freeze and tear people apart.

This is Yang Xuan's tyrannical body, and if he were someone else, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hold on for long, and he would have to be corpse on the spot.

"My Tao can contain all Taos and smelt all methods. These kendo wills may be a reminder to others, but for me, they are real supplements, and I will swallow them all."

As Yang Xuan pondered, his body seemed to be transformed into a cauldron, a cauldron that could swallow all things. In the mouth of the cauldron, a terrifying suction force came out, wantonly swallowing the kendo will between heaven and earth.

He walked all the way forward, the will of kendo between heaven and earth was constantly weakening, and his understanding of kendo increased wildly. This kind of improvement speed hardly required him to comprehend it deliberately, and it could be directly turned into his own.

This is the Devouring Heavenly Dao, which contains Yang Xuan's almost immortal obsession. As long as his obsession is immortal, he can devour everything, and even the origin of the Heavenly Dao in one world can be refined.

Of course, there are limits to this kind of devouring. For example, in the land of eternal silence, Yang Xuan can’t do anything about it now, let alone devour and refine it. Even if he releases the devouring heaven, he can’t feel the origin of the heaven in the land of eternal silence. .

The way of heaven in the land of eternal silence is left by the master of the eternal silence, and its origin is the heart of eternal silence in the legend.

"The way of heaven does not appear, the heart of eternal silence is hidden, in the final analysis, my strength is not enough..."

Yang Xuan's expression was as usual, he was just beginning to achieve his goal, and there was still a long way to go. This road is bound to be full of thorns, and it would never be smooth, but he was not afraid.

Without thinking much, Yang Xuan quickly went deep into the Valley of the Dead, and at the same time tried to release his spiritual sense to find Ji Yuechan's whereabouts.

Originally, the Spiritual Mind would be isolated in the Valley of the Dead. Once the Spiritual Mind was released, it would be wiped out by the Will of Kendo, but as the Will of Kendo was swallowed and refined by Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan’s Spiritual Mind could gradually radiate outward.

Under the perception of his spiritual sense, everything is clearly visible, only to see that in the huge valley of the dead, there are white bones all over the ground, and many white bones are turned into powder when blown by the yin wind, and completely cease to exist.

Occasionally, ghosts attacked, and they were also killed by Yang Xuan with his bare hands. Yang Xuan was full of qi and blood, and his whole person was like a bright light in the dark night, which would attract countless ghosts and ghosts invisibly.

However, many ghosts and ghosts have obviously been born with spiritual wisdom. They know that Yang Xuan is extremely difficult to mess with, so those who dare to attack Yang Xuan are all the most powerful beings.

It is a pity that Yang Xuan's fighting power is too strong, and there are no ghosts along the way. If he can get close to him, he will be obliterated by his absolute strength, and his soul will fly away.

"Jie Jie..."

I don't know how long, just when Yang Xuan crossed the Valley of the Dead and came to the outside of a vast ocean of blood, a piercing grin suddenly came.

"That is?"

Yang Xuan raised his head and looked at the sound, and immediately saw a dark shadow at the end of the sea of ​​​​blood.

The phantom was ten thousand feet tall, standing above the sea of ​​blood, smiling recklessly with a big mouth, like an unparalleled devil who could choose someone to devour at any time, exuding a terrifying magical power.

Hearing the laughter, Yang Xuan was invaded by invisible demonic power. For a while, he felt dizzy, his mind was shaking, and he had the urge to surrender to the other party.

"It's interesting, it can even shake my mind, or I'll go over and see if you are a human or a ghost."

Yang Xuan calmed down, put his hands together, and added the six-character Great Ming Mantra of the Western Heaven Buddha to his body. He snorted coldly in his heart, and immediately accelerated his speed and flew towards the depths of the sea of ​​blood. Thick layers of blood fog, like bloodthirsty monsters, bloodthirsty and violent.

However, the strange thing is that these things are not approaching Yang Xuan, they are just dancing in the air and roaring at Yang Xuan. It seems that Yang Xuan is regarded as blood food, and he can only see the delicious blood that cannot be eaten. Food.

"It seems that these ghosts have been controlled..."

Yang Xuan whispered, but his face did not change. He just unfolded his movements one after another and flew towards the shadow at the end of the blood sea. The shadow did not know what it was. The ghosts have absolute control.

"Very good, very good, this seat is not mistaken, you are indeed not simple, you have the ability to become one of the magic envoys under this seat, no, to be exact, you should be the commander of these magic envoys."

After about a stick of incense, Yang Xuan came to the end of the sea of ​​​​blood, and was only a hundred feet away from the ghost, and with the arrival of Yang Xuan, the ghost couldn't help but nodded again and again, and said with a smirk.

Yang Xuan didn't speak, his eyes swept across the ghost, and looked at the altars not far away.

There were a total of eighteen altars, suspended above the sea of ​​blood, and they were all filled with people. One by one, they were either monsters, or monks in the holy realm, with cold green light in their eyes, and they didn't move.

"As you can see, these people are all magic envoys under this seat. Life and death are in the mind of this seat. Whatever this seat wants them to do, they have to do it."

The voice of the ghost sounded, with a faint charm, "You don't have to be nervous, although you are a human, you have pure demon blood flowing in your body, as long as you are willing to surrender to this seat, this seat will not form a soul with you. contract."

"Who are you?"

Yang Xuan asked in a deep voice, he didn't see Ji Yuechan's figure on the altar, and he was slightly relieved, but at the same time, he couldn't help but have some doubts.

It stands to reason that if Ji Yuechan has entered the Valley of the Dead, he will definitely be able to meet him, but Ji Yuechan is not here now, which is undoubtedly a bit strange.

"I am the ancestor of the nightmare demon, the demon god who controls the dream."

"Master the dream!"

Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes, and at the moment when he lost his mind, he felt a strange force that suddenly invaded his heart and dragged his mind into a terrifying dream.

In this dream, there were endless ferocious monsters, these monsters screamed constantly, making bursts of magic sounds, making Yang Xuan's mind tremble involuntarily.

That feeling, like being in purgatory, could die at any time.

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