In the dark night sky, a crescent moon hangs lonely on it, and the faint cold moonlight falls on the earth.

In the dark forest, a bonfire brought a ray of warm light to the silent night.

Beside the bonfire, Xiao Luo kept flipping the barbecue on the rack, and the golden butter dripped, and bursts of fragrance wafted out.

Counting today, Xiao Yan has left Wutan City for three days. The initial freshness has faded a lot during the lonely journey, but a faint longing has slowly climbed up the boy's mind.

’s heart.

"Master, on that map, are you sure you read the directions correctly?

Netherworld Valley, it doesn’t sound like a simple place.”

Hearing this, Yao Lao nodded, stroking his beard and said: "If it's other strange fires, that's fine. But this Yin and Yang dual fire is the only one. If it was born in Netherworld Valley, it would be normal.

Furthermore, for other people, Netherworld Valley is a place of death, a desperate place. But for a strong man who is at least the Seven-Star Fighting Saint level, it is nothing more than mediocrity.

It would not be strange if he left the Yin and Yang flames here. Because only in this way, others would not be discovered easily.

For example, if the Alchemy King Gu He was somewhere else, given his power in the Jia Ma Empire, he would have been discovered long ago.

But only in this Netherworld Valley, once a person whose cultivation is lower than Douzong enters, the death energy will enter the body, the vitality will dissipate, and he will grow old and die.

Furthermore, even if a strong person from Douzong enters and the death energy enters the body, it will definitely affect longevity.

Risks and returns are not equal, and even Douzong, not many are willing to enter.

As a result, no one can enter except the descendants of the Xiao family.

Your former great elder of the Xiao clan had good intentions."

After getting along for several years, Xiao Yan was finally honest with Yao Lao.

As an abandoned son of the Yao Clan, Yao Lao certainly knows about the Xiao Clan, one of the eight ancient clans. Of course, he also knows that the Soul Palace is the peripheral force of the Soul Clan.

Yao Lao just didn't expect that the Xiao family of Wutan City, which now only has a few great fighting masters on Luopo Island, would be the Xiao family that was so famous back then and was almost the head of the eight clans.

As for the original work, after the battle from the ancient tomb of the Saint of Creation, Yao Lao said to Xiao Yanzi: "...the power of the Soul Palace is huge and mysterious. After my many investigations, it is said that in

A long time ago, the Soul Palace had another name..." Yao Lao narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly: "The Soul Clan."

The so-called multi-party investigation is obviously just an excuse and an excuse.

This is also a foreshadowing of Yao Lao’s identity laid down in the original novel, rather than a bug.

And now, since Xiao Yan has long known his identity through his girlfriend, the little princess of the ancient tribe, Yao Lao certainly has no need to hide it anymore.

This is also one of the biggest advantages of time travellers.

Three days later, after a lot of food, sleep, and trekking through mountains and rivers, Xiao Yan finally arrived about five hundred meters outside the Netherworld Valley.

Xiao Yan sat down on the ground and beat his legs hard: "Damn it, I'm exhausted. Master, let's take a rest first."

Xiao Yan was a dead man in his last life. After traveling through Dou Qi Continent, he had no internet connection and no mobile phone. In addition, he also knew that there was a crisis of annihilation of the Soul Emperor.

That's why Xiao Yan meditated day and night and practiced hard. But practicing fighting skills in the mountains behind the Xiao family was only a mile or two, and it only took a minute or two to run. Xiao Yan didn't care at all.

There is a wonton shop at the entrance of the community. For breakfast in the morning, the round trip is more than a mile.

But things are different now. In this Warcraft Mountain Range, the terrain is complex, with vegetation everywhere, and from time to time, venomous snakes and beasts appear.

Not to mention anything else, there were seven or eight venomous snakes and pythons that were dozens of meters long and thicker than his waist that he killed these days, as well as scorpions and centipedes that were ten times larger than those on the earth in his previous life.

At the very beginning, Xiao Yan was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he directly summoned the Wind, Thunder and Fury Flame to its maximum power, burning all these poisonous insects and snakes into a pile of black ash.

When I saw Xiao Xiaoyan with a pale face and eyes closed, waving the wind and thunder to wash the floor, Yao Lao, an unscrupulous teacher, was holding his stomach and laughing, even to the point of crying.

Came out: "Little guy, the teacher really thought that you were really calm and calm all the time, without changing your expression. It turns out that you are also scared sometimes!"

Xiao Yan was thankful that after experiencing this, he finally knew what he really lacked before?

Experience, the experience of killing, the feeling of ending a life with your own hands.

That was an experience that an ordinary person, except for the most elite soldiers, would never have had in that peaceful country in his previous life.

Xiao Yan was really exhausted physically and mentally during these three days of journey.

Netherworld Valley, within a radius of a hundred miles, is desolate all year round, with no birds or animals.

The valley is filled with the air of death and black fog, with no sunlight or life.

In the past, a strong Dou Huang warrior broke into this place, but when he came out, not only did he break an arm, but he also went crazy.

Moreover, his hair was gray and his face was covered with wrinkles and dead spots. After returning, he lost all his vitality and died in just three days.

Looking at the eerie black mist, Xiao Yan couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Yao Lao stretched out his hand and handed him a jade bottle.

What is in the bottle is the Shengxuan Pill prepared by Yao Lao in advance, which is made from the magic core and blood essence of high-level wood-attribute monsters, plus the Green Grass and Shengyuan Fruit.

The cost is quite high, even with Xiao Yan's current financial situation these years, it is still a bit painful.

In the past three years, Xiao Yan has accumulated tens of millions of dollars by selling low-end healing medicines.

This is because Xiao Yan himself needs to practice and has not started working at full strength.

Then, possessed by Yao Lao's soul, Xiao Yan's combat power was greatly increased and he was at the Dou Huang level. Under the protection of the two great strange fires of Wind, Thunder, Fury Yan and Bone Spirit Lenghuo, the master and the disciple broke into the Netherworld Valley.

Then, within the time of burning the incense, the master and the apprentice hurried out again.

Then, the land was suddenly shaken violently. Immediately, a shocking dragon roar came from the depths of the swamp, sweeping in like a tornado, sweeping countless towering towers into the clouds for hundreds of miles around.

All the towering ancient trees were blown off, even uprooted, and turned into debris all over the sky!

Amid the turbulent wind and clouds, there was an evil dragon whose body was all white and had a black horn on its head!

Looking at the big guy in front of him, Xiao Yan couldn't help but sigh. What should he say? The great elder Xiao Kong really has enough back-up tactics.

The sixth level peak monster, the one-horned Xuanming Jiao!
Chapter completed!