As soon as Mo Wen stepped into the forbidden land, the terrifying figure sitting in the valley suddenly opened his eyes and set his eyes in the direction of the valley mouth.

The figure looked at it faintly, not knowing what he was thinking about.

In the valley, where there was no sound all year round, there began to be a sound of rubble being crushed, and it was Mo Wen who kept walking on the ground.

From the outside, the valley doesn't look like anything special, it's just that it's dark. It even made Mo Wen feel a little small. But after coming in, Mo Wen found out that there was a mystery in the valley.

Not far into the valley, the sky was completely obscured by the foliage overhead. The soil under your feet is also very soft, and there is a faint flow of liquid in it.

Gather the spiritual power in your hand, and the spiritual light emitted will suddenly illuminate the surroundings.

The branches of the trees growing indiscriminately are crisscrossed, and there is a feeling of teeth and claws. The flowers that should be colorful are only black in this valley.

The strange rocks in the valley are craggy, but there is a smell of tombstones under the illumination of spiritual light.

It's all so weird when it all comes together.

Mo Wen has gone a little deeper.

"You're the disciple who was exiled this year?"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind Mo Wen.

With his head tilted, Mo Wen immediately turned around and backhanded a sword.

The explosive aura had a terrifying impact, making the surrounding environment even more chaotic and even more eerie.

A figure waved his hand, dispersing the dust that had been raised around him. His eyes narrowed, revealing a smile that suddenly dawned on him.

"It seems that the Qianling Sect has developed well in the past few years, and I can finally find a disciple as strong as you, but you shouldn't come to me, is that guy already dead?"

Suddenly, the man paused again, looked at Mo Wen bared his sharp teeth, and let out a violent laugh.

"I see, it's their kind again, do you really think we can't see it? boy, it seems that you are very unlikable."

When Mo Wen heard this, his eyes froze, and sure enough, there were countless secrets hidden within this Qianling Sect. I didn't look for the wrong place.

With a roll of his eyes, Mo Wen pointed the long sword in his hand at the strange person in front of him, and said in a disdainful tone: "Only the weak will look for a sense of identity, why do I need to make others happy?"

"By the way, old guy, what the hell is this place for, say it and I will spare you from death" As he spoke, he suppressed his spiritual power to the realm of the second grade of the Spirit Sect, and his spiritual power churned all over his body, giving people the illusion that he would burst out in the next moment.

"Tut-tut, spare me not to die, it's been a long time since I've heard someone from Lingzhou say such a thing to me, it's really an ignorant and fearless, but I like your character, and when you die, you will definitely make people happy soon."

The figure licked its lips, as if it had seen a diluted treasure, and its expression was full of interest.

"But I like to answer questions the most, after all, there are no living people in this place, boy, if you have anything to say before you die, you can talk to me, and then I will make you a little more delicate"

"Do?" observed the man's Mo Wen very carefully, and quickly discovered the suspicion of his words, he did not say kill Mo Wen, but used the verb to do.

Mo Wen stared at him tightly, but ten thousand thoughts had already sprung up in his heart.

Suddenly, with the second-grade cultivation of the Spirit Sect, a small amount of spiritual power from the White Phosphorus Sword was infused, and a sword qi was slashed at the person in front of him.

Just waved his hand, and this strange person smashed the sword qi, but he was not annoyed, but smiled even more happily, "Don't be overbearing, while I'm in a good mood, hurry up and speak, otherwise you won't be able to say what you want to say later, but it's a pity that you are not a woman, otherwise you can still enjoy it." Hahaha!"

After the blow, Mo Wen didn't continue to move, and after listening to this person's words, he began to ask, "What is this place for?"

"What are you doing, of course it's dealing with you people, what did that guy tell you?" the strange man crossed his hands, as if enjoying the moment of conversation.

"The boss didn't say anything to me, just let me come here" Mo Wen thought for a moment and said what he was ready to say.

"Didn't say anything?hahahaha! Then it looks like you're a ruthless kid, yes, yes."

After chatting about some superficial things, Mo Wen was never able to get a clue from this person in the end, and he simply didn't hide it.

Secretly accumulating spiritual power in his body, Mo Wen slowly spit out a few words, "So, what is the matter with those people in the door who have no life but can move freely and use spiritual power?"

"Hmm, did you see it?" the man was stunned for a moment, then regained his expression, and replied in his mouth, but began to slowly move towards Mo Wen, "You knew what it was when you died." ”

"Then, why can't I get out of Lingzhou? Why can someone use the Lingtu!"

"What??Why did that guy still let you live?Does he want to rebel?" As soon as Mo Wen's voice fell, the person on the other side immediately burst out, and the terrifying and boundless spiritual power instantly surged towards Mo Wen, and at this moment, the dead things around him seemed to come to life.

Mo Wen had already taken precautions against this, how could he succeed.

The aura on the white phosphorus sword flashed suddenly, and countless sword shadows continued to dance on the field, carrying sharp sword qi to collide with that person's aura.

When the spiritual power collided, the light shone brightly, illuminating the entire valley thoroughly, and Mo Wen saw clearly that the rubble that was piled up on the ground was all corpses, and they were the same as the puppets he had seen before.

Mo Wen looked at the corpse of a woman who was so ragged that it was so tattered that he asked in a cold voice, "You, you didn't even let go of the corpse?"

"Corpse? Now the old man didn't do this, but when you are locked up in this place for decades, presumably you won't be much better, and if that guy is willing to give me the method of live refining, how can this be?"

The angry words echoed all around, but the person in front of him had long since disappeared.

Mo Wen frowned, and under the perception of power, he couldn't even find his figure.

He grinned, and then poured spiritual power into his eyes, and that strange perspective appeared again, looking at it again.

The disgusting man had already come to Mo Wen's side, and he was only five steps away from Mo Wen.

"Humph!"

"A sword in the sky!"

The powerful sword wind struck at the man's body, and unexpectedly, this attack turned out to be an internal injury that directly hit the man, and the blood flowed.

"How is it possible, I'm already hidden in another spatial fold, how can you find me? This damn place! If it weren't for the space being too strong, you wouldn't be able to hit me even if you found out!"

Staggering, the man stood up, and the spiritual power around him reached a higher level, and some of the corpses that were closer to him were directly crushed by that power.

"Forget it, you go straight to death!" The man rushed directly to Mo Wen, his hideous face and blood were even more terrifying.

"Snow Falls on the Nine Poles"

Nine sword moves fell one after another, and endless ice aura continued to invade this person's body. As fast as you rush, you can fly out as fast as you can.

"Bump!" The bleeding body fell directly to the ground, coughing up blood constantly.

Looking at Mo Wen's footsteps getting closer and closer, the blood from the sword body falling to the ground seemed to have become a death knell, constantly stimulating this person's mind.

When Mo Wen sighed and put the white phosphorus sword close to his neck, the man suddenly hugged his headache and cried, "Don't kill me, I'll say whatever you want, please, don't kill me, I'll give you whatever you want, please, please."

The man twisted his seriously injured body, raised his head and kept begging Mo Qian, his ugly face was bleeding and accompanied his movements and tone of speech at this moment, which was extremely ridiculous and funny.

Mo Wen's eyes moved, and his originally sad expression instantly became joyful.

Pressed the white phosphorus sword against his face, and said in a cold tone.

"You answer whatever I say, and then you can see whether you stand or lie down."

"With my sword, you can't survive. ”