Late at night.

The flawless jade plate hung high in the center, coldly sprinkled with silver-white moonlight, flickering on the endless and vast desert.

When everything is asleep, only the unruly and biting cold wind is left in the sand, wandering in the four wilds.

However, in such a desert wasteland where few people can survive, there is actually an emaciated figure, carrying a heavy load.

This person's figure is not strong, and he can even be described as skinny, depending on his age, but he is only in his thirties. But such a person is carrying a huge sarcophagus on his body.

Under the weight of this sarcophagus, the person did not see any difficulty, the soles of his feet were windy, and he often stepped out, and his figure carrying the sarcophagus would appear a hundred zhang away, although this person did not seem to have any peculiarities, but he didn't expect that he was actually a cultivator who had cultivated well.

I don't know how long he walked, but the man finally walked to the depths of the desert.

It was clear that it was empty in front of him, but he stopped, and his eyes fixed on the position in front of him, as if there was some magnificent building in front of him.

I don't know how long later, the man took out a black incense stick, and after lighting it, the smoke rising from the incense burned was unknown in front of him, and there was a ripple in the space, and when the ripples came, a valley seemed to appear out of thin air.

The appearance of that valley immediately made the man's heart awe.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, who would believe that in the desert like the sea, there is such a majestic valley that looks down on the sky.

In front of the valley, on a towering and towering hundred-zhang boulder that leads to the sky, the words "Valley of the Wicked" are impressively engraved.

The three characters on the stone, each word has the size of a zhang long, Haoran's handwriting, but also because of the bright red color that is as dazzling as blood, producing a terrifying momentum, it seems to be a peerless powerhouse, with a strong finger force, carved on the stone, which contains the supreme sword intent!

If there are people who know the goods, they can naturally see that the huge rock is all dark stones.

Xuanshi is one of the hardest materials in the world, even if it is a full-strength blow on it with a ground-level spirit soldier, it may not be able to leave a trace, but now it can be used as a reference pen to engrave three words on it, just this cultivation, it should not be underestimated.

Under the cover of the moonlight, in the red light, the "Valley of the Wicked" stood in the vastness, sneering at the world.

"Young Master—"

The man tilted his head slightly towards the sarcophagus behind him, as if he was talking to himself, as if to say to the sarcophagus, "We have arrived, and you should wake up too." ”

Valley.

The three figures were fearless of the deep cold of the desert, and they stood in a strong position, each sitting cross-legged on a large pan stone.

The moonlight cast the shadows of the three of them into the jagged shadows of the broken rock, and the shadows of the sarcophagus blended into the night, floating in the deep silence around them.

The people sitting cross-legged on the rock, two of them are middle-aged and one is middle-aged, the middle-aged man is the person who carried the coffin in this desert before, and the two old men are the only occupants in this valley of the wicked.

These two old men look like they are already old, and they don't have any of the aura that a monk should have, they are obviously past the age of entering the coffin, but the strange thing is that their eyes are still so sharp, even if they look very old, but they don't have any rotten breath, obviously there is no problem to live for another hundred or ten years.

One of the two old men was as fat as a wine vat and had a bald round belly. The other person is as thin as a bamboo pole and gentle and elegant.

The two sat side by side, their eyes closed, as if they were not intent on speaking.

The emaciated middle-aged man, seeing that the two old men were silent, he was not in a hurry, but just waited quietly.

During the meditation, I don't know how long it took, the cold moon moved westward, and seeing that this night was about to be consumed in their meditation.

The bleak moonlight shone on the fat old man, and the fat old man finally opened his eyelids slightly, glanced at the cold moon in the sky, and said with feeling: "In this world, there are many cultivators like carp crossing the river, however, most people are difficult to mix up some fame in their lives, and a few people, but after breaking out of a small situation, they think they are doing it, and they don't want to grow up, it's really difficult to become a big thing, and they call themselves characters!"

After the fat old man finished saying this, the thin old man then opened his eyes, and said with the same feelings: "Yes, hundreds of years ago, there was an amazing and brilliant figure in this world, which caused an incomparable shock to the entire cultivation world, and among his many peers in the cultivation world, no one could match it, and he rewrote the history of the cultivation world. Alas, even so, if such a person is dedicated to cultivation, he will become the pinnacle powerhouse on the continent in the future. It's a pity that in the end, the founding of the sect, although he became a generation of grandmasters, ended up being betrayed in the end. ”

After listening to the words of the fat and thin two old men, the middle-aged man forcibly held back the anger in his heart and said, "The human heart is already sinister, and it is the most difficult to guess. Now what is the purpose of the two of you in saying these words in front of us? Are you making fun of my young master, or are you standing and talking without backache, so as to make a fool of yourself?"

"Boy, if your young master says this to us, he may still be qualified, but if it is you, he is not worthy. ”

As soon as the fat old man's voice fell, supreme coercion suddenly erupted on him, he was like an ordinary person before, but at this moment he became not a strong man who could look down on the world, he stared at the middle-aged man with blazing eyes, and said: "Now you have a request for us, or it is better to lower your posture." ”

"You-"

After the middle-aged man squeezed out the word between his teeth, he could no longer say anything else, and at this time, the pressure of the fat old man had pressed him to the point that it was extremely difficult for him to even sit, let alone distract himself from talking.

"Dude. ”

At this moment, the thin old man spoke, he just flicked his sleeves slightly, and then offset the coercion exerted by the fat old man on the middle-aged man, and said lightly: "After all, we are also the doormen of the exhibition family, no." ”

"What do you mean by carrying this coffin on your back now? Do you want our second elder to take action and avenge the boy of the Zhan family?"

The thin old man looked much better at talking than the fat old man, and after he finished saying this, he added another sentence: "It's just that if you want our second old man to go out of the valley, I'm afraid it's impossible, unless you can lead the enemy to my villain's valley." After all, our brothers have been trapped in this Valley of the Wicked for thousands of years, and unless the evil god orders to lift the ban on the Valley of the Wicked, if the two of us want to get out of the valley, I am afraid it will be difficult to ascend to the sky. ”

After the thin old man finished speaking, the fat old man continued: "The Evil God Order has disappeared from this cultivation realm for thousands of years, and the two of us have long lost hope of leaving this place, I don't think that the only remaining servant of this Zhan family can have the ability to find the Evil God Order. ”

"Naturally, I don't have the skills. ”

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said, "If I can have such ability, how can I watch the young master of my family be harmed by gangsters, and end up with someone who has taken the sect, seized the bloodline, and returned to the body?"

"Yo, that kid from the Zhan family, even the Holy Body bloodline was taken away by someone?"

Although the fat old man was a guest of the Zhan family, and he could be regarded as a strategist of the Zhan family, after hearing the middle-aged man's words, he looked gloating, fearing that the world would not be chaotic.

"Hmph, those people, damn it!"

As soon as he thought of what happened to his young master, the middle-aged man's eyes were full of killing intent that he couldn't hide.

"Having said so much, you haven't made it clear yet, what are your intentions in coming to my Wicked Valley this time, I don't think you came to me and the two of you to chat. ”

The thin old man waved his hand and said with a smile: "If that's the case, I think it's better for you to leave early." ”

"Naturally not. ”

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Since it is the enmity of the Zhan family, it is naturally up to the people of the Zhan family to take revenge." ”

"Hahaha-"

The fat old man laughed and said, "Boy, do you think that the two of us haven't been out of this Valley of the Wicked for a thousand years, so we don't know what happened in the cultivation realm?" Hundreds of years ago, the Zhan family was destroyed, and although there was bloodline, there was only one person left. And this descendant of the Zhan family, although he founded the sect in a hundred years, can be regarded as a generation of heroes, but who would have thought that twenty years ago, because of the excitement on the day of marrying his wife, he ended up dying violently because of the excitement of the transition. Since then, the exhibitor family has no descendants. ”

"I can't see it, you know this very well, it's just- do you think that a cultivator like the young master will suddenly die?"

"We're not old enough to be confused to that point, presumably that's what you just said, because that kid's bloodline was taken away, which led to this result, right?"

"Not bad. ”

The middle-aged man nodded.

The fat old man smiled even brighter, and then said: "In this case, there will be no descendants of the Zhan family, as for the so-called hatred in your mouth, not to mention what it has to do with us, just say what you just said, let the people of the Zhan family take revenge, who are you looking for? Do you want to create a person from the Zhan family out of thin air? Just kidding, even if it is a strong person who has cultivated in the master-level realm, he may not have such a strong strength in cultivation!"

"That's right. ”

The thin old man nodded and said, "What's more, that kid didn't leave an heir, if it is said that the Zhan family has no heirs, I don't believe it." ”

After the thin old man finished speaking, he stared at the middle-aged man with the fat old man and said, "In that case, what else do you say?"

"It's not that I have anything to say. ”

The middle-aged man smiled proudly and said, "Although the young master has fallen, who said that my young master has really fallen completely?"

"What do you mean?"

Even though the two old men cultivated to the heavens, they still didn't understand what the middle-aged man meant.

"After the bloodline was taken away, he died, but he was too dead to die, but what do you mean by that? Could it be that the kid is not dead?"

"No, the young master is indeed dead. But who said that the fall of the young master represents real death?"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man spread his hand and touched the sarcophagus beside him, and said, "I spent twenty years looking for this coffin of the dead in order to wait for the return of the young master!"

"What?"

"Now, it's time for the young master to wake up!"

The middle-aged man opened the sarcophagus as he spoke.

The two old men saw that the sarcophagus was opened, and looked at it together.

"Who are you?"

Four voices rang out in unison, it was the three people and the man in the sarcophagus.

At this time, even the middle-aged man looked at the "young master" in the sarcophagus with a stunned face, dumbfounded and staring at each other.

It seems, something is wrong!