Deep in the valley.

Or the former realm valley, after all, the appearance of this place has changed greatly, and the secret realm places represented by the word "realm" have completely disappeared and have been destroyed, far more tragic than when Nangong Hao left that day.

The gloomy valley was dead and silent, and there was no life to speak of, and the cracked rock walls were all yellow sand, mixed with a little mist that remained, rippling in the dead air, completely assimilated by the breath of the yellow spring.

The wind of the Yellow Springs was raging all the time, whining and echoing, and there was no emerald green in sight on the gloomy path, but the stench of decay mixed with countless broken bones, drowned by the wriggling sand and dust, and the gnawing away converged towards the clearly visible crack.

The whole valley was already a façade, with only a layer of ruins hiding all the gloom, and if the wind was stronger, the mountain seemed to collapse......

At this time, there was a clattering sound, many bones shattered, and the long-lost light directly cut off the loneliness here, and it was actually the aura fluctuations that hovered in the depths of the realm valley.

For a while, the yellow sand was raised, and the mist was all over the sky, and a large number of dead air was noisy, like a hungry beast competing for blood food.

Immediately afterwards, two figures suddenly appeared, and the excitement flashed in their eyes, undisguised.

For the swarming dead air around them, they directly ignored ...... The slight red glow on his body just blocked all the Yellow Spring aura, and no matter how poignant the wind was, there was no way to affect the aura of the two of them.

These two people are naturally Nangong Hao and Qianmian.

There were no accidents, Nangong Hao's epiphany in the center of the formation was not interfered with by anyone, and in a state of complete immersion, all his ideas were realized in the deduction again and again, coupled with the assistance of the space symbols in the formation, all the problems were solved, and the rest was just a matter of time.

Appearing at this time, Nangong Hao's left palm was set off with a snow-white flash, and with his wave of his hand, all the remaining aura around him dissipated in an instant, and the light in this place instantly collapsed, returning to loneliness and darkness, only the faint light on Nangong Hao's body remained, like stars.

The spatial teleportation array in the furnace was easy for Nangong Hao to be activated now, and after he had fully comprehended that space symbol, he took advantage of the situation to attract this formation, and the power of the surrounding space exploded instantly.

With Nangong Hao's current strength, the attack on the giant "Little Ash" can basically be ignored, and when the three-color bone protects the whole body, he can barely resist with his physical body alone, not to mention the current mastery of the power of space, but in the blink of an eye, he successfully cut off those interconnected spiritual energy threads completely, and got out directly......

"This formation should be able to be used again!" Nangong Hao raised his hand, looked at another spatial symbol in his palm, and looked at the vibration in front of him that had not completely disappeared, and was pleasantly surprised.

This is crucial for him!

After all, he would definitely come to Qingling Sect again. In less than two years, no matter whether he can be promoted to the point where he thinks, he must come, when the time comes, he knows what kind of situation he will face, and the situation will only be worse than he imagined, the existence of wood is an uncertain factor, an existence that has survived from ancient times to the present, and the wood that integrates ancient and modern spirit refining methods is a huge variable, even if he can save Jingqing at that time, he may not be able to get out of the whole body.

But this spatial teleportation array that has not yet dissipated once again gave him a possible way to retreat, at least he can try to escape today's path again, regardless of whether the other party is vigilant or not, he can leave a hope......

"Qianmian, how long has it been since I cultivated?" Nangong Hao looked around, this familiar and unfamiliar scene made him slightly distracted, and he finally felt the relief he had not seen for a long time, although the surroundings were full of life, but what Nangong Hao felt was full of vitality when he took a deep breath.

At least for a short period of time, Fang Qianling and Mu will not get any news about their whereabouts, and when Nangong Hao really goes out of the Western Regions, it will really be high and let the birds fly!

"Master, ten days are indispensable. I don't know the specifics. Senmian estimated and replied.

Nangong Hao nodded, and didn't continue to ask, but as soon as his mind moved, his eyes suddenly froze, and his expression changed a little at this moment.

Then, his fingers moved slightly, and a large amount of snow white suddenly spread around him like a wave, stirring all his dead qi and rolling, and a piece of snow white spread from his side, invisibly, like a prison cage pressed down, covering the ten zhang range around Nangong Hao.

"Two poles!" With a soft snort, Nangong Hao's eyes were like torches, and he suddenly turned his head to look in one direction, and his voice was like muffled thunder spreading in a piece of snow white, and it immediately reverberate.

At the same time, countless silver-white threads faintly appeared in this snow-white, and they began to entangle and implicate each other, and it was visible to the naked eye that all the scattered spatial aura was condensed, and the inextricable links were even closer at this moment, and all the spatial forces were urged by Nangong Hao.

It is not torn and pulled as before, but reinforced, reinforcing the connection between all the forces of space, these silk threads are the manifestation of this process, which was triggered by Nangong Hao.

In the blink of an eye, the surface of this area did not change at all, but a closer look revealed that all the sand and dust in it was moving extremely slowly, and the dust particles floating in the air seemed to be stagnant at first glance, completely still.

Even Thousand Faces was no exception, Nangong Hao didn't deliberately avoid Thousand Faces, he also wanted to see what level his magical power could reach.

The scar was across his face, and his wide eyes looked at Nangong Hao, but he was surprised that he couldn't move his body for half a minute, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, his limbs were stiff, and he couldn't barely raise his hand with all his strength without using aura.

At the same time, Nangong Hao moved, his figure was as usual, and a layer of white light shone around him, just like the master of this space, he flew out directly without being affected, and while running, he raised his hand and two huge fireballs bombarded in the direction where his eyes were gathered.

A strange roar suddenly arose, and under the yellow not far away, a series of red flames erupted, and between the burns, there was a spirit beast stumbling out, its shape was like a wolf, with a red head and rat eyes, and a layer of sand and soil on its body covered with hair, resisting the burning of those flames, wanting to escape, but the action was extremely slow.

"I didn't expect there to be living creatures here...... Now it is my true face, and this beast cannot let it go when it sees it. Nangong Hao's eyes were slightly red, and the killing intent on his body rose sharply.

Now the situation is special, the news of his whereabouts cannot be exposed, no matter whether this beast is approaching this place intentionally or unintentionally, Nangong Hao has no intention of letting him go.

And if it is late, it will change, Nangong Hao cannot cause any hidden dangers, this is the deepest impression of Qingling and his party on Nangong Hao. He didn't care if the sniper had thoughts about him or not, whether he knew him or not......

Perhaps because of the cultivation of blood induction, although Nangong Hao does not have a thirst for killing, he no longer has any sense of rejection for killing, after all, there is a lot of blood on his hands......

"Where to run!"

In an instant, Nangong Hao approached, waving vines with both hands and swarming, under the breeding, thousands of branches and leaves blocked the retreat of all this spirit beast, and there were even many streams of water lingering from between the branches and leaves, like a ribbon fluttering, winding towards the snipe.

In Nangong Hao's two ribs, a three-color light suddenly appeared, the skin and flesh squirmed, and the three or two cold rays stabbed down like spikes.

The restraints on the action obviously greatly restricted this sniper, even if after using the aura, the body was much less restrained, but the impact was always there, and the speed of Nangong Hao, who was not affected, was relatively much faster.

The three-color light was approaching, and there was no way to dodge at all, so he directly pierced the sniper's back, not giving him any chance at all, Nangong Hao raised his hand and the dragon god claw was cast, and he went heavily towards the sniper's neck.

But in the face of Nangong Hao's fatal blow, this sniper obviously still wants to resist!

In an instant, its original red head became even redder, the hairs on its body exploded, and a looming spirit pattern appeared on its body, which seemed to be only half, as if it had been cut off in half, and the aura that could be cast was completely different from the existence of the Spirit Pattern Realm, and it was much weaker.

However, it is also this incomplete half-cut spirit pattern, but there is this special breath bursting out, bringing endless destruction intentions, this sniper's eyes suddenly turned red, blood and tears fell, this destruction intention is even along the three-color bone pierced into his body, and the existence of strangulation power exploded on the three-color bone.

Nangong Hao's heart tightened, and at this time, he actually felt a life-and-death crisis, which suddenly reverberated in his heart, but he felt a trace of familiarity from this sense of destruction.

"Hmm, no! this is ......" Nangong Hao turned his mind, feeling the strong impact of the stirring along the three-color bone, and his face suddenly changed.

At the same time, it was not only Nangong Hao, in the center of his eyebrows, a little red light suddenly enlarged, and a screaming sound suddenly appeared, and the life-killing spider that was suppressed by the light of the flower on the other side suddenly became restless at this time, and between the struggles, it actually broke a small gap in the red light that suppressed the surrounding body.

A huge spider phantom appeared behind Nangong Hao, with black fangs and eight spider legs rubbing wildly, causing a large number of noises, and the sand and dust where the realm valley was located suddenly surged, and all the dead qi gathered towards Nangong Hao's location.

"That's really...... The breath of the life-killing spider!" Nangong Hao looked at the current situation, looked at the suddenly irritable life-killing spider, and the guess in his heart was suddenly confirmed, and his heart was completely filled with surprise.