Returning to the Dementor Valley again, he also landed with a "heavy" wrestling, and Han Xiao couldn't help but smile bitterly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Rubbing his aching buttocks, Han Xiao began to look around, hoping to find a pattern and find the location of the real Immortal Monument as soon as possible.

In the dark Dementor Valley, there are all wild grasses more than one person high, only to see the dense wild grass swaying, and the air is filled with cold white mist, in this night, the entire Dementor Valley looks gloomy, giving people a creepy feeling.

Han Xiao walked to the Burning Silence Sword that was inserted in the side, and before he could draw his sword, a cold aura of Dawson immediately floated around him, surrounding him.

"Hmph, just a yin spirit, dare to approach me?" Han Xiao smiled disdainfully, drew his sword to whirl, and slashed out a sharp sword aura.

If in the past, Han Xiao's sword would definitely have flattened the weeds in a five-zhang radius, but it could not stimulate the Yuan Force in the Dementor Valley, so Han Xiao's sword only cut out the sword qi, and the power was very limited.

Feeling the silence in his hand a little heavy, Han Xiao couldn't help frowning, and at this time, the yin qi around him became more and more condensed, and several black palms suddenly stretched out from the weeds, wanting to grab his calves.

In desperation, Han Xiao had no choice but to urge the evil dragon fire in his body, and the fire directly burned the arms of those zombies to ashes.

- He doesn't have time to dwell on these demons and zombies right now.

"Boom!"

The raging flames, if there is a tendency to burn the sky, the fire of the evil dragon erupts from the tip of Han Xiao's sword, and it immediately incinerates the surrounding yin spirits, and the zombie arms under his feet are also so frightened that they immediately retract back, where do they dare to touch Han Xiao again?

I saw Han Xiao standing with his sword in his hand, his whole body emitting a layer of dark red light, looking around proudly, in the dark night, like a god of war who burned the sky.

All the Yin Spirits within a zhang of him let out a terrible scream, and their souls were scattered in an instant, and those Yin Spirits behind them all stopped in shock, and they all looked at Han Xiao in horror, never daring to come up and send him to death again.

A smile hung on the corner of Han Xiao's mouth, the "Heavenly Machine Diagram" also introduced the Sealing Immortal Tablet, this treasure ranked third among the ten ancient immortal treasures, and the Evil Dragon Burning Heavenly Wheel was an ancient supreme weapon, and the grade was naturally above the Sealing Immortal Tablet.

Now, Han Xiao's control of the Evil Dragon Burning Sky Wheel is no longer comparable to what it used to be, but after receiving the suppression of the Immortal Tablet, his fire system Yuan Force can only exert thirty percent. As for the ice system Yuan Li, like others, it was completely sealed.

However, Rao is only three percent of the fire system Yuan Force, which is enough to protect himself. After all, the Evil Dragon Fire is inherently the nemesis of these Yin Spirits and Evil Spirits.

Sure enough, those zombies and the yin spirits floating in mid-air all looked at Han Xiao in fear, and they gathered around him, not daring to move.

Han Xiao carried the burning silence on his shoulders and ordered proudly: "You all listen to me, and ask the ghost to come out to see me!"

He vaguely remembered that the ghost king of the Dementor Valley was named Ghost Jinghong, and the relationship between him and Yue Yuxuan was like a friend or foe, so from this point of view, this ghost Jinghong should not be a very vicious person, so he wanted to lure it out, and then let him take him to the thirteenth real immortal monument.

He had a good abacus, but these yin spirits and evil ghosts in front of him had no wisdom at all, and they couldn't understand what he was saying, so they all stood from a distance in fear.

"Damn, sure enough, not everyone has such a good thing as a brain!" Han Xiao had no choice but to move forward to find the Immortal Monument.

As Han Xiao continued to go deeper into the Divine Soul Stock, the bloodthirsty weeds in front of him became more and more lush, and Han Xiao had no choice but to swing his sword to cut through the weeds in front of him, but as soon as he took a step forward with his right foot, he found that a stone wall more than ten zhang high suddenly rose in front of him.

Han Xiao was startled, and hurriedly retreated backwards, but when he looked back, there was already a stone wall behind him blocking the way. Immediately after, another black shadow swept from above, and Han Xiao slashed with his sword with a backhand "Zheng", but the long sword slashed into the air, and the tip of the sword passed through the stone wall, and did not encounter any resistance, obviously these stone walls were made of illusions.

"Hmph, do you want to trap Ben Shao with this kind of formation?" Han Xiao smiled contemptuously, but the next moment, he heard a sword chant of "Zheng!", and a cold light slashed like lightning. Han Xiao hurriedly bent down to dodge, the sword light slashed over the top of his head, and a strand of hair fell to the ground gently, only then did he know that this sword light had real lethality, and it was not a so-called illusion.

Han Xiao had just stood up straight, but unexpectedly, the sword light "ding" hit the stone wall behind him, and it rebounded back with a "bang", and the speed increased a few points, and quickly cut into Han Xiao's neck. Han Xiao turned sideways to avoid again, only to see that sword light rushing past his chest, if it wasn't for Han Xiao dodging quickly, a huge hole would definitely be cut in his chest.

"Damn!" Han Xiao furrowed his eyebrows and shouted, "I don't have time to play with you!"

The Burning Silence Sword suddenly lit up with a red light, and Han Xiao slashed out with a sword, and the fire of the raging evil dragon exploded instantly, directly blasting the "high wall" blocking in front of him.

"Bang!" With an explosion, everything in front of him seemed to be crushed to pieces.

Before he could catch his breath, he found himself falling into another formation. Everything in front of me suddenly changed, "plop!" sounded, and he fell into a muddy swamp for some reason.

Han Xiao was stunned for a moment, and found that he was sinking down quickly, and the mud had already flooded his abdomen.

He hurriedly pulled out his tusks and jumped up, but there was nowhere to borrow the strength under his feet, and the speed of sinking was even faster, and he drowned to his chest in the blink of an eye. He obviously knew that he was still in the "Dementor Valley", but his legs weighed more than 10,000 catties, and it was completely difficult to lift, so how could he jump?

He slapped the water hard, hoping to get up into the air, but his body was buried in the mud and couldn't pull it out. It feels so real, so helpless......

Seeing that he was sinking deeper and deeper, the more he struggled, the faster he sank. After a while, the surrounding mud finally flooded his neck, and Han Xiao hurriedly stretched his hand out of the water, but he felt that the mud and water were dragging on his arm, which was by no means as simple as an illusion.

On weekdays, even if Han Xiao really fell into the swamp, he could still rise into the air. But the current situation is really a bit strange, his body seems to be a heavy stone, and it quickly sinks. The mud quickly submerged over his head, and the "gurgling" around him blistered, and he felt that it was pitch black in front of him, but his body continued to settle downward, as if there was a bottomless abyss below.

Gradually, the pressure around him became more and more intense, and Han Xiao wanted to twist his hands, but found that he had been trapped by a strong pressure, and his hands did not obey at all. As the depth of the sinking gradually increased, the pressure around him also increased, and he even heard the bones in his chest clatter, and he grinned in pain.

"Damn, is Ben Shao going to confess here today?"

Han Xiao clenched his fists tightly, his heart was extremely unwilling, and the next moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he shouted: "Evil - King - Shield!"