He reached out and rubbed his eyes, "It seems to be a bit windy today." ”

But Zhang Yang saw the traces in the corners of his eyes in an instant.

"Uncle Lao Hunt, what happened later?" at this time, Lao Qi asked curiously.

"Later, because there, something happened there...... No one on our side is going there, and no one is allowed to go there. The old hunter seemed to be hiding something, but the expression on his face betrayed everything.

"Uncle Hunter, we young people, like challenges, but where we are not allowed or can't go, we won't go. Every place that you can't go to has a story, and this story may remain in the heart or be told. Uncle Hunter, is that so?"

Zhang Yang's voice was very soft, but every word was very clearly transmitted into the ears of Lao Lie. He trembled all over, obviously, Zhang Yang's words touched a sensitive part of his heart.

No one spoke along the way, except for the sound of the clattering hooves of the horses and the bleating of the fine-haired sheep, showing another sense of tranquility.

……

"Let's get off the horse and rest!" the old hunter's voice broke the silence. He reined in the horse, stopped the horse from moving forward, and then jumped off the horse.

Zhang Yang and the five people also dismounted.

"That's what I called Death Valley. Old Hunter pointed to the misty valley in front of him and said, "Some people also call this the Gate of Hell. Remember, never go 100 meters in front of the door of Death Valley. ”

"Uncle Hunting, you haven't explained the reason yet, just a few words about the gate of hell?"

"Uncle Hunter, don't listen to his nonsense, we promise not to go in. Zhang Yang glared at Lao Qi and said to Lao Lie.

"Zhang Yang, young people are all bloody, how could I not think like this back then, if it weren't for my father, I, I would have been gone. Lao Lie's voice was a little hoarse, "That year, I was only eighteen years old, thirty-two years old, my mother, my brother ......" His eyes were red.

"Uncle Hunting, life and death are fateful, grandpa, they went early, this is also their destination, but haven't you thought to find out why they suffered misfortune, what happened to them?" Zhang Yang asked.

The old hunter smiled embarrassedly. Zhang Yang: Their ages all belong to his next generation, isn't it too undeserved.

"I thought that when I was twenty years old, I was here, leading my horse, and just as I was about to enter Death Valley, my horse was sucked into the valley by a strange wind, and all I saw was the skeleton of the horse...... And I'm just 100 meters from the gate of Death Valley, if I take a few steps further......" Old Hunter's voice trembled slightly.

Everyone fell silent. Everyone felt this invisible depression, which was a breathless feeling that made people's hearts tremble.

"Let's just take a look on the sidelines, just don't go in!" Zhang Yang broke the silence in a relaxed tone. Lin Min and the others, you look at me, I look at you, and everyone nodded almost in unison.

What kind of mysterious place is this? Zhang Yang's breath also probed towards the valley in a flash. But to his surprise, there was nothing abnormal. I was stunned for a moment. There are only two possibilities, one is that this is also a space created by someone stronger than him, and the other is that there is nothing here at all.

"Let's go over!" Lao Lie's voice brought Zhang Yang back to his senses.

……

"What a beautiful lake!" Lin Min cried. In front of you is a round lake with a small island in the middle. From a distance, it looks like it was artificially created. The blue water of the lake is crystal clear and rippling. It makes people can't resist the urge to swim a few laps.

"Strange! Doesn't seem right!" said the old hunter strangely.

"What's wrong?" said Lao Qi, who was close to the old hunter, couldn't help but ask.

"I haven't seen this lake before!" said the old hunter, "Could it be that I am going in the wrong direction!"

"It should be that you misremember the direction, here, how can there be the Death Valley you are talking about, and the Gate of Hell? Such a beautiful place, can it be the Death Valley!" At this time, Xiao Liu, who was already active, also talked more.

"It's really good here!" Liu He didn't say much, but every sentence was straight to the point.

The blue sky is full of white clouds, the valley is shrouded in clouds and mist, the river is murmuring, bright flowers are blooming all around, and the fine-haired sheep are bleating not far away......

This scene is completely a fairyland on earth!

"I guess I'm misremembering!" the old hunter patted his head embarrassedly.

"But that's the direction I remember, and there's no reason to be so wrong. He muttered to himself.

Zhang Yang, who had not spoken, took a few steps forward, approached Lao Hunt and asked softly, "Uncle Lao Hunt, when you came here before, what did you see that you remember the most. I mean in addition to grandpa them. Zhang Yang asked lightly. However, his heart is not as calm as it seems.

"Well......" Old Hunter fell into his memory. After a long time, he shouted as if he had thought of something: "Meadow!"

"Meadow?" Zhang Yang looked at him.

"Yes, it's a meadow!" said the old hunter, "I have never seen such a beautiful and green meadow!"

"How beautiful is it?" asked Zhang Yang after him.

"It's so beautiful, it's like it's not the beauty that this world can have!" the old hunter organized his language.

Zhang Yang stopped talking, his heart was clear.

At this moment, the blue sky suddenly changed its face, and a crackling thunder sounded. Immediately afterward, a storm of sand and dust hit head-on.

Zhang Yang tried to wrap everyone up and send them into the Doudou space, but he found out in an instant that his exercises were out of order.

The whole earth was dark, and Zhang Yang looked at it, but he couldn't see his five fingers.

He sensed his surroundings, but found that there was no breath of a person around him, not only the breath of people, but even the breath of horses and fine-wool sheep was nowhere to be seen.

Not only that, but then, even the moving air gave him a feeling of suffocation. It seems to be a breath of death that surrounds the place.

He immediately communicated with Pangu, only to find that all his abilities had disappeared completely at this moment.

He remembered that the second part of the "Wordless Book of Heaven" proposed that anyone who broke through the Heavenly Dao and entered the natural realm of the Holy Realm, if he encountered the space created by the strong above the natural realm, and was trapped inside, as long as he consumed the Green True Yuan Pill, he could restore the exercises.

He couldn't be sure if this was the space for the strong, but he knew that the Green True Yuan Pill was the only pill left in the pill that Little Gray Ash had given him.

And he didn't put this pill into the space, but put it in the equipment bag on his body. Thinking of this, he immediately touched the equipment bag on his body, and his heart was relieved, the bag was still there.

But when he took out the bottle, he hesitated. Among the remaining 4 pills, there is one green, one red, and two black. Now he can't tell what the function of the black one is, whether it can be eaten or not. Eating the red one by mistake is just a waste, what if you accidentally eat the black one?

However, this hesitation was only for a moment, because he was not sure what he would encounter next, or rather, whether it would be wiped out.

He poured out a pill and swallowed it in his mouth. Immediately, his whole person began to burn, as if his whole person was about to burn.

But this symptom only lasted for a short time, and the whole person entered a cold again, and then, the whole person seemed to be in a cold and snowy place.

At this moment, there was a rumbling sound in his ears, and his eyes lit up, and he found himself standing in an endless desert, and what was missing from the bottle in his hand was the green pill, at this time, he felt that his exercises had been restored, and there were faint signs of breakthrough. I was happy, but when I thought of the situation of other people, I immediately became anxious.

I felt it a little, but I was shocked in my heart. The five people turned out to be distributed in different positions of the five people, the nearest Lin Min was 10 kilometers away, and the farthest old hunting distance was 94 kilometers. And within the nearest 5 kilometers, there are signs of life, but horses and fine-wool sheep.

After the shock, he breathed a sigh of relief, after all, people are still alive.

The exercises were restored, but he found that there was no space to borrow and move here. He thought about it for a while, and felt that it was reasonable, if this place itself was a space created by the strong, could the strong allow those ordinary spaces to exist in its space?

At the beginning, he didn't think much about it, this distance, it didn't take long to reach it. What he was thinking about was whether this was a space. Or is it another space-like existence?

The reason why he is not sure whether this is a space or not, because he is also a space creator, from the collection of blood-colored stones to golden silk jade, but after going through difficulties, the result is that it is a 25-meter space, but the area here is 3,500 square kilometers.

If this is also a space, then does he still want to live?

It was precisely because of this unknown existence that Zhang Yang did not dare to raise his breath to fly, but walked cautiously, passing along the way, what made Zhang Yang terrified was that the surroundings were filled with the breath of death, and there were many human or animal corpses.

Although he walked on foot, his speed was much faster than that of ordinary people, bypassing the horses and the fine-wool sheep, and it took about an hour to reach Lin Min's location.

This is a V-shaped valley, but seeing the snow, Lin Min is lying on the ground, covered with snow. If Zhang Yang didn't know that he was still alive, the scene in front of him would definitely startle him.