Death valley.

As usual, it was dead and lifeless.

Looking around, there are countless corpses piled up everywhere.

All kinds of strange scenes vie to appear in the valley of death.

If ordinary people step here, they will die without a burial place.

However, Ye Lan for the valley of death is also an understanding of nature, into here, it is easy.

What illusion and what killing array can be broken by his current cultivation.

Not long after, he came to the boundary river between yin and Yang and found the old turtle who had lived for thousands of years.

"Here you are again?"

At the dock, the old tortoise uncle was holding a pipe, his eyes slanted, and Ye Lan said faintly.

"Hebo, I want to cross the river."

Ye Lan took out some silver and handed it to he Bo.

He Bo looked at Ye Lan and the white silver in front of him. He said nothing.

Get up, take ye LAN to take a boat, with each other smoothly across the boundary of yin and Yang.

After crossing the boundary of yin and Yang, Ye Lan bid farewell to Hebo.

All the way to the original underground caves, into the underground caves, Ye Lan is attacked and killed by countless soul eaters.

Unfortunately, those soul eaters can't help him at all. On the contrary, they are suppressed and devoured by Ye Lan with powerful means, constantly strengthening his own soul power.

According to the memory of the last time she came here, Ye Lan found the huge palace. When she entered the palace, the scene suddenly appeared.

A huge and incomparable black mountain lies between heaven and earth.

On the top of the mountain, there is a faint magic power that makes people palpitate.

"Stinky boy, you're here at last!"

As soon as Ye Lan came to the foot of the mountain, there was an impatient sound on the top of the mountain. The sound was like thunder, which made people's ears buzzing.

As the sound fell, a thick iron rope came down from the sky, carrying Ye Lan, straight to the top of the black mountain.

The top of the black mountain, as usual, is desolate and dilapidated.

In the center, only a huge black pyramid stands.

In the pyramid, the middle-aged man, who exudes terror and magic power, sticks out his head and stares at Ye Lan. In the bottom of his eyes, there is a flash of joy.

"You are here to lift the seal for me?"

Middle aged people can feel that Ye Lan's breath is much stronger than before. With Ye Lan's current strength, he firmly believes that the other party will be able to use the magic breath of the magic tower to break these seals on his body.

"That's right!"

Ye Lan responded.

"You are very trustworthy. I thought you would never return."

Middle aged people sneer.

"People don't stand without faith. When I get the fragments from my predecessors and promise to lift the seal for you, I will naturally fulfill my promise."

Ye Lan said.

"Well, well, I appreciate you, but you should quickly remove the seal for me."

The middle-aged man is in a hurry.

Now he wants Ye Lan to release the seal for him and leave the ghost place early. By the way, he can teach Ye Lan a lesson.

But he has always remembered that the smelly boy in front of him slapped himself in the face!

How can he swallow such humiliation easily?

"Master, before you lift the seal for you, you have to make three rules with me."

Ye Lan said solemnly.

In front of this guy, too terrible, Ye Lan is afraid to let him out, the other middle-aged man a listen to Ye Lan to make three rules with himself, in the heart immediately feel bad, in front of this son of a bitch absolutely force not hold back what good idea!

"I know that as long as you make three rules with me, you will let me go!"

Ye Lan said with a smile.

"What if I don't agree?"

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

"Then we can only aggrieve our predecessors to stay here!"

Ye Lan's playful smile will turn and leave.

"Wait a minute!"

Finally, the middle-aged man was in a hurry.

"What's the matter? Senior. "

"I promise you that I will make three agreements with you. What are the three chapters?"

Said the middle-aged man.

"The middle-aged people don't think about it, they just nod and agree.

"Ye Lan continued.

"OK, no revenge, no revenge!"

Middle aged people still readily agreed.

Anyway, it's just a verbal promise. When I come out, I will beat your ass in two. How dare you slap me in the face!

You don't know what respect for the old and care for the young is if you don't taste it!

"You want me to be your thug?"

The middle-aged man is very angry. This son of a bitch is really cunning.

"You can say that."Ye Lan grins, a face of sunshine.

Looking at Ye Lan's sunny smile, the middle-aged man looked more and more like a little fox. He wanted to slap the rabbit and fan it to a thousand miles.

Unfortunately, he can't do it now. He has to endure it until ye LAN releases the seal for him and releases him.

"OK, I promise to be a thug for you."

Thinking for a moment, the middle-aged man resolutely agreed.

"So, please sign a contract with me."

Ye Lan a smile, middle-aged people so readily agreed, really not greasy?

He is also a person who has lived all his life. He is as smart as a ghost. How can Ye Lan not know what the middle-aged man is thinking?

Oral commitment can't do much!

Only the contract of blood signed by heaven and land is valid.

"Contract? What contract? "

The middle-aged man's face sank, and he felt more unhappy.

Ye Lan didn't say anything. She bit her index finger and wrote quickly in the void.

Not long after, the empty air is the emergence of a line of small words, dragon and phoenix dance, with a strange and mysterious power.

"The blood contract, of course!"

Ye Lan smiles.

In the middle-aged people's heart, the contract of blood is a contract set up by heaven and earth.

Once both sides of the practitioner sign this contract, it is the evidence of heaven and earth. Anyone who dares to violate any one of the contract will be punished by heaven and earth, resulting in the destruction of both form and spirit. No matter how high your cultivation is, you can't stop the punishment.

Because the blood contract is signed with the soul of the practitioner.

If you break the contract, your soul will go to hell forever.

"Son of a bitch, you are not human

Middle aged people yell.

His words have two meanings. The first is that the blood contract has been lost for a long time. Rao Shi, a middle-aged man, has lived for thousands of years. He has only heard about it and never seen it. But ye LAN is by the power of heaven and earth, wrote the blood contract, this is not ordinary people can do!

The second layer of meaning, that is really scolding Ye Lan, he wanted to deal with Ye Lan casually, verbal commitment on the line, lifted the seal, he wanted to clean up the son of a bitch, not how to pinch?

However, that son of a bitch set up a blood contract. If he signed it, he would have signed a contract to sell himself and become a hitter for him all his life!

If his former opponents know that his powerful generation is powerful enough, and even those who are powerful outside the region will be reduced to a little boy's thug from now on, won't it make people laugh?

"Whatever you say? how? Elder, do you sign or not

Ye Lan said with a smile.

That smile how to see, how like a child trafficker, insidious cunning.

"Ben Zun..."

The middle-aged man had a gloomy face, red eyes and deep resentment.

According to his past style, he will definitely kill Ye Lan and sign the bloody contract.

But now there is no way. He needs Ye Lan to lift the seal for him. Without Ye Lan, he will be trapped here all his life and can't escape smoothly.

“…… Sign, I'll sign, I'll sign, can't I? "

The middle-aged man roared, his index finger cut, and a drop of blood flew into the blood contract in the void.

As soon as his blood came in, the blood contract came into effect, and then the small words disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Son of a bitch, don't you lift the seal for me?"

Middle aged people don't scold.

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