In the depths of the Pudaiki Forest, a long figure walked unhurriedly in the dense forest that was about to move, quiet all around, dressed in a simple and neat plain robe, the silver and white cross necklace hung on his chest, swaying slightly with the swing of his body, against the sun, the intricate magic patterns on the cross were clearly visible, and the veins were distinct. The long white fingers were pressed together and a scepter was held lightly, the body of the staff was more than a person high, and the bottom of the handle touched the soft ground, shining in the mottled shadows of the trees.

There is no joy or sorrow under the silver-white fluorescent flowing ancient mask, strolling leisurely in the secluded forest, exuding a kind of holiness that makes people hold their breath, as if everywhere they go, the whole picture is still.

Among the tall and dense ferns lay two hapless creatures, their stout bodies half a man tall huddled pitifully behind the plants, shivering. The coercion of high-level fierce beasts descended from the sky like a giant palm, suppressing all the flesh and blood in their bodies, and they couldn't afford to resist at all.

They were fighting hard for territory, but they suddenly appeared so strong that they couldn't move, so they could only lie on their stomachs and pretend to be dead.

Have a good fight, they provoke whom!

The big guy with a little fat mung bean eyes on the left spewed out, short and short, and the little humanized eyes were full of the word "grievance". It moved towards the lean and slightly smaller fanged beast on the right, and its short tail swept the dark buttocks next to it with difficulty, trying to attract the attention of its black-rumped owner, and glared at the "opponent" next to it:

"Boy, when this horrible big guy leaves, let's fight for another three hundred rounds! Let you see the power of King Ben Yu, dare to seduce the female beast of King Bi, and crush you to death! ”

The intimidated fangs did not react and continued to lie on the ground, motionless.

Later, the small-eyed big guy found out that the guy was actually sleeping, asleep!

These fierce beasts who were shocked and could only choose to submit, Qi Xiu didn't pay attention to it, natural selection, in this world, the lower bloodlines have an innate sense of surrender to the higher bloodlines.

It's normal, the strong are respected, isn't it.

Qi Xiu stopped in front of a moat, and in front of him was a mountain peak that towered straight into the clouds, and the gap in the middle was like a giant centipede, as if someone had swung it from top to bottom with an axe, revealing an amazing domineering spirit.

The roar of the rough rapids shook the valley, and there were already several figures standing on the side of the mountain wall, judging from the unbearable appearance of the wolf, to the fact that it had experienced many fierce battles before, and the results were not ideal.

Qi Xiu's undisguised sense of existence had already attracted their attention, but seeing that he was white and flawless, and his robe was not stained with a trace of dust, there was a faint fear in the hearts of those people, the sinister nature of the Pudayi Forest was not just talking, they had already experienced it at the cost of blood.

They stood in the distance, secretly paying attention to Qi Xiu, wanting to see what this not simple person would do next.

Every person or team who comes to Death Valley doesn't believe it if it's not for the A-class mission on the mission board, and they don't believe it when they drink all the water in the moat, and everyone who comes here has the same purpose - to capture artifacts.

The artifact snatcher takes over the world, the legend is that to get this artifact, human power directly climbs three stages, the orc and elf bloodlines are upgraded to one level, and they have the ability to seize the sky and create gods, but if you want to get the artifact, you must pass through the stormy moat, and the people who tried to cross the moat before were buried under the water, and no one succeeded. But the lure of abundant rewards and great power drove one bounty after another.

Qi Xiu stood quietly in front of the trench, the wind and waves were surging, the plain clothes were flying, and he couldn't see the expression under the mask clearly.

The corners of his lips curled and he smiled sarcastically.

The body suddenly took off into the air, like a long arrow off the string, leaning forward, stepping on the void across the wide trench, rushing into the dark gap, the torrent that was still roaring and crazy a second ago immediately turned into a well-behaved sheep after feeling Qi Xiu, the wind and waves were calm, and they couldn't set off the slightest wave, and the shy little daughter-in-law who was waiting to marry looked at the group of people on the shore dumbfounded.

After waiting for a while, they saw Qi Xiu walking out of the gap, still unstained and elegant, playing with an oil lamp with a spark in his palm, looking leisurely.

"Is that an artifact?!" A □□ man with good eyes in the opposite team pointed to the oil lamp in Qi Xiu's palm and exclaimed.

The wick fire that seems to be extinguished but not extinguished, the ordinary copper oil lampholder, looks very ordinary, but it comes out of the valley of death, so it is not ordinary.

"Blue Flame! Artifact, artifact! It was the legendary blue flame of immortality. ”

"Blue Flame?!"

"The priest got the blue flame. Quick, get ready, and we'll rush up and take the artifact back as soon as he gets ashore. ”

"Who the hell is that person, it took a few minutes to find the Blue Flame."

The team on the opposite side almost exploded, and the excitement was overflowing, all of them staring at the oil lamp in Qi Xiu's hand, eager to rush up and grab it immediately.

Looks like they all want this.

Qi Xiu looked at the dusty oil lamp in his hand with great interest, tsk, the real thing has to be so cold, I am afraid that others will not know that it is an artifact. Throwing his hand up, the eye-catching oil lamp jumped around in the air like this, and everyone on the other side was going crazy, this is an artifact, how can you throw it at will, what if you accidentally smash it!

Clearly feeling the deep fear and nervousness from the other side, Qi Xiu looked at the sky, it was time to go out to eat.

He held the oil lamp and walked on the calm water in the void, step by step extremely steady, compared to the speed of crossing the moat before, the returning Qi Xiu was like a walk in his back garden.

The group of people who saw closer and closer were crazy, but the sensitive instinct of long-term fighting also made them unconsciously make an attack posture.

Hold your breath, coming, near, close, he's on the shore!

"Up!"

From the orderly attack layout, it can be seen that this team is an old team, but it is useless for Qi Xiu.

Like a cat playing with a mouse, he killed a few people cleanly, leaving the two strongest people in the team, and slowly tortured them for an hour, until they were covered in bruises and there was no intact place on their bodies.

The shallowest wound was a finger deep, almost incapacitated, and if left untreated, it would either die of blood loss or be eaten and wiped clean by the fierce beasts around it.

Ah, it turns out that the physique of a high-ranking samurai is so weak, and he didn't master the strength well this time.

Qi Xiu watched with interest as the two of them fainted from their serious injuries, and waited for their blood to slowly flow out, seeping the dirt into a crimson color, before blowing a whistle towards the sky.

An affectionate and arrogant giant eagle flew out of the valley of death, the crown of red-brown feathers on its forehead was raised high, and its wings were broad and powerful, gliding around Qi Xiu a few times, and landed quietly beside Qi Xiu.

Qi Xiu touched the supple wings of the giant eagle.

The smooth touch made Qi Xiu very satisfied, and it was in vain that he specially went into the Valley of Death to bring it out.

Artifact, heh, how can an artifact be useful for this little thing.

Qi Xiu motioned to the giant eagle to take the two people lying on the ground out of the forest, and they were still at one of the entrances of the forest at will.

In the blue sky, he looked at the departing figure of the giant eagle, facing the sun, and the glowing mask covered most of his face, and he couldn't see the joy and anger under the mask.

"It's time for a good meal."

On this day, it was soon lively.

A young dragon emerged from the nape of his neck, two claws firmly around his neck, and looked at the sky together, two large eyes full of excitement.