On the second day, as soon as the sky was bright, the three of Long Ling left Fenghua Mountain. Mu Han looked at their departing backs, sighed slightly in his heart, and was not too sentimental, turned around and entered the Valley of the Beast King.

Three days passed.

Mu Han also trained in this Beast King Valley for three days, and every day he was constantly fighting with those beasts, which greatly improved his combat effectiveness.

When it was past noon, he took out some dry food and sat down under the tree to eat. At this time, his body was covered in blood, and his clothes were also torn a lot, and he looked very embarrassed. The red dust was inserted into the ground, and there was no trace of blood on the sword body, it was still as crystal as jade, emitting a faint fluorescence.

Mu Han ate dry food and simply rested. Now he was in the middle of the Valley of the Beastmaster, much closer than the edge of the Dragon Spirit's warning, where he had to fight hard every beast he hunted. Although it is much more dangerous, the effect of the experience is also very significant.

In the past three days, his martial arts high-level realm is also solid, and his combat skills have also been greatly improved, so there is not much point in staying here, Mu Han plans to leave this Beast King Valley today. It was another quarter of an hour's rest before he got up and walked out of the valley.

As soon as he walked a short distance, five black-striped leopards suddenly appeared and stopped him, each of which had high-level strength. The black leopard is known for its speed, and the speed of culling is also amazing, and its sharp claws can easily tear through its prey. If there were two or three in front of him, Mu Han would be easy to deal with, but now there were five at once, but it was extremely tricky. He sneered in his heart, took a deep breath, and held the red dust tightly, now he could only take a risk.

The wind moved slightly, and the branches and leaves rustled. The floating grass and trees are even more swaying with a dangerous atmosphere. Mu Han slowly took a step back, his eyes fixed on the black-striped leopard approaching him. The black round eyes the size of a copper coin flashed with a fierce light, and his mouth kept letting out a low roar, revealing a pair of white fangs.

Five black panthers surrounded him in a semicircle, and suddenly, the middle one let out a roar and took the lead in rushing towards him, biting Mu Han's neck with its bloody mouth wide open. The other four followed, lunging at him from all directions. Seeing this, Mu Han did not panic, but at this moment his heart was extremely calm, as if time had slowed down, his body was half-squatting, his right hand was tightly holding Hongchen, and the tip of his sword was slightly raised. In an instant, he suddenly jumped upward, and a sword flower danced, slashing directly at the black panther who pounced first.

A few words came out of his mouth:

My sword breaks through the sky, the flowers fall into everyone's dream;

His figure was unpredictable in an instant, like the illusion, shuttling between the five black panthers. The red dust broke through the air, leaving a faint trace, if you look closely at the past, the red dust is like a pen, as if writing something. Between the swings, the atmosphere is majestic, and the sword aura is vertical and horizontal.

The red threads lit up, flashing with the brilliance of life, at first, intermittently, not for a moment, but they were connected into a blood-colored picture, dancing gently with the wind, and then gradually dissipating.

Mu Han held the red dust tightly on the ground in his hand, and supported himself with strength. His use of the Yuntian Sword Technique this time was extremely physically exhausting, and if he hadn't been forced into danger, he wouldn't have taken such a risk. He stood there gasping for breath, slowly raised his head and looked at the five black panthers who had fallen to the ground, all lifeless at the moment, and not even a single wail.

It took a full half a moment for Mu Han to recover his strength. As soon as he stood up straight, he suddenly saw another fierce beast approaching not far ahead, and he was afraid that he was attracted by the bloody aura here. In desperation, he stepped back, but in this direction was the depths of the valley. The forbidden direction told by the dragon spirit's mouth.

Before he knew it, he had already walked into the depths, and when he looked back, he saw no more wild beasts following him, and his nervous heart was slightly relieved.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed that the forest here was so quiet that there was not even the sound of the birds. Suddenly, a chill chilled on his back, and an extremely dangerous aura approached him.

Mu Han hurriedly turned around and saw that a violent bear had appeared behind him, only four or five feet away from him. The violent bear is ferocious by nature, extremely powerful, and its speed is not much slower than that of the black leopard, and its strength is comparable to that of a martial arts general. The bear was more than eight feet tall and six feet long. It didn't show its ferocious fangs like the panther, and it couldn't even see the fierce light in its eyes. But he walked towards him step by step, and just this heavy walk brought people an unbearable depression.

Mu Han swallowed, took a few steps back, took a deep breath, and then turned around and fled forward. Before he could run a few steps, the violent bear behind him suddenly let out a huge roar, the sound shook through the mountains and forests, and he was even more dizzy when he was close by, and his ears buzzed.

But at this time, he couldn't care so much, and it was important to escape. A few more hurried steps to escape, and a whistling sound came. Mu Han hurriedly bent down and dodged to the side in a hurry, and the huge roar passed by him, but a tree next to him was hit by a seedling, and it was broken by a claw of the violent bear. Mu Han glanced at it, and he was both shocked and glad, if that palm slapped him, he was afraid that he would be dead now.

Mu Han didn't dare to look back, and while running forward, he hurriedly dodged the attack of the violent bear, which was always dangerous. Even so, he had a lot of injuries on his body, and if it weren't for the fact that these trees in the forest were very restrained by the violent bear, he wouldn't have been able to hold on to it at all, and he would have been killed by it.

After another thrilling escape from the violent bear's slap, Mu Han suddenly heard the sound of water flowing in the distance. After thinking about it in his heart, he made a decision in a moment, and ran in the direction of the sound of the water. The bear followed him, chasing after him, and he didn't know how many trees it had broken along the way.

After a while, Mu Han's eyes suddenly lit up, but his heart sank to the bottom, he thought it was a river, but he didn't expect that what appeared in front of him was a mountain cliff stream, with a drop of about more than ten zhang. For a while, Mu Han fell into a dilemma, there was an abyss-like mountain stream in front, and there was a violent bear chasing and killing without being able to resist.

Mu Han looked back, but before he could react, the violent bear had already pounced, and the fat front paws roared, and in a hurry, Mu Han picked up the red dust to block. With a bang, an irresistible force from Mu Han came through the red dust, and he was shocked out of the air, falling straight into the mountain stream. He didn't have to choose it now, he was directly photographed.

With a plop, Mu Han fell into the turbulence. Up and down in the water, he was shaken to pieces, his eyes blackened, and he was washed into the distance with the current. Before he fell unconscious, he only remembered that he had been floating in the water, floating, alternating between light and dark, and something seemed to be getting closer and closer to him.

Mu Han was unconscious, feeling like he was being restrained, dark for a while, unable to move. There was something blocked in the chest cavity, and it was difficult to breathe. This kind of depression made him more and more panicked, and the more panicked, the more he struggled. Suddenly, a light flashed in front of his eyes, and the light made it impossible for him to look directly with his eyes, and he sat up, spat out a large mouthful of water, and after a violent cough, he took a look at his surroundings.

At this time, he was in a cave, and a faint light shone in through the entrance of the cave, and the scenery outside was faintly visible.

"Why am I here, and where am I?" Mu Han muttered to himself. He looked at the cave, and there was nothing special.

He was just about to get up when he saw a horse walking into the hole, an animal that looked like a horse to be exact, with snow-white hair and a silver horn on its head, about half a foot long, faintly shining with white thunder and lightning.

This beast is a spirit animal, named Phantom Moon, running like the wind, can fly, and can transform into a pair of white wings when flying. It is rumored that it has only appeared in the Northern Regions, but I didn't expect that there was one in the Beast King Valley of Fenghua Mountain.

Mu Han looked at the phantom moon in front of him in shock, not daring to make the slightest movement. Although the phantom moon looks harmless to humans and animals, it can be called a spirit beast, not only is it a nascent spiritual intelligence, but also its strength is extremely powerful. A phantom moon is enough to kill a storm bear, and it doesn't take much effort.

The phantom moon in front of him looked down at him and hissed, his eyes were quite spiritual, as if conveying kindness. Seeing its actions, Mu Han suddenly felt in his heart, yes, if it was really against him, he would not pull him here, and kill himself when he woke up.

Mu Han raised his hand and was about to greet it, when he suddenly felt that this move was a bit silly, although it was a spirit beast, how could it know how to say hello. He couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly, shook his head and put his hand down.

Phantom Moon hissed again and turned away. Mu Han looked at it, and he didn't know what it meant, and stood there still. Phantom Moon walked a few steps and saw that he was still standing there, and there was another hiss. Well, he felt like it was urging him to follow it. He couldn't help but be speechless for a while, and shook his head at his IQ.

Without thinking much more, Mu Han followed Phantom Moon out of the cave. I didn't go far until I came to a dilapidated house, the hedge of which was still visible, and it was entwined with vines and other plants to form a green wall. When I entered the house, there was only one stone house in the courtyard, about a few zhang in size, built according to the mountain, and the walls were covered with vines, and even the door was blocked by most of it.

Phantom Moon came to the door, hissed, and motioned for him to enter. Mu Han looked at it, worried for a moment, then picked up the red dust and cut down the vines blocking the door, pushed open the stone door, a rotten musty smell gushed out, he hurriedly retreated, waved his hand, and waited for the smell to dissipate before entering the stone house.

Through the light, you can see the inside of the house, the layout is very simple, a stone bed, a wooden cabinet, a painting hanging on the wall, and nothing else.