Although during this time in Death Valley, Tian Xin's training has become a boy, and she is still a woman.

"Of course I do, but you haven't reached the tenth level yet...!" Tian Xin broke out of Ling Jie's arms and said a little shyly.

The tenth level? Ling Jie smiled and said, "Okay, I'm sure it will be that time soon!" Ling Jie walked to his tent with a full face.

Thinking of the training that the queen and herself said about Death Valley, Ling Jie still remembers it vividly. He believed that as long as he followed the method that the queen told him, these eleven levels would not be a problem.

However, the black-faced instructor also knew that the queen had secretly cedered the position of principal to Ling Jie, and his duty was to cooperate with Ling Jie during Ling Jie's study time. When Ling Jie breaks through the eleventh level and leaves Death Valley, he will leave the affairs of this school to the black-faced instructor. After all, Ling Jie doesn't belong here at all, his life is in China, East Asia! This place in South Asia is so mysterious, and Ling Jie has no plans to develop here at the moment. He really wanted to look for this legendary immortal martial immortal in East Asia, and then go to other places when he became an immortal.

Seeing Ling Jie walk into the tent, Tian Xin was stunned for a moment and also walked into his tent. Thinking of Ling Jie's words just now, she was quite looking forward to it. Do you really like him? For the rest of the time, Ling Jie stayed in Death Valley. At the same time, he also quietly asked the black-faced instructor to add heavier training tasks to Tian Xin and himself, on the premise that he wanted to finish the training in this Death Valley in advance.

During training, Ling Jie had been secretly helping Tian Xin with the demonic power that the queen had given him. The help here is not to help her fight monsters, but to help her when her life is in danger. Not to let her die. The real power of Death Valley is the five levels behind the five levels, which is the real death training. Respectively, a hundred nails rain thousands of pounds of stone and ten thousand swords? v Five horses are divided into seven killing hearts and so on.

Each stage is quite serious, for example, the content of the hundred nail rain is probably the use of a helicopter to scatter iron nails as big as a small female finger in the air, and all students who want to get through this stage must rely on their own swords to block these nail rains out. Otherwise, these nails will be smashed on the body, and it will be strange if they don't die. This is also the most powerful recruitment training at Death Valley School. For Ling Jie, the training here is no longer difficult. His own strength has long been beyond the ordinary. As the days passed, the Queen's disappearance did not change Death Valley, and the students continued to train normally. Ling Jie, Tian Xin and the others slowly moved towards the tenth level, and they were all busy!

Huaguo, in a mountain village in southern Xinjiang, in a small private house. Two white-bearded old men were sitting on a quaint chair, each pinching their fingers, looking like what they were counting? Fortune teller? No, he was both counting the true identity of the wolf that flew to the moon the night before.

After a long time, one of the older elders took back his fingertips: "Senior brother, if it is a good brother, this wolf is likely to be a wolf clan over there in South Asia." Hey, what an eventful time! The old man frowned at the curved white eyebrows and said with some concern.