The vast and desperate region, located in the northwest of the northern region, stretches for thousands of miles, the fog is heavy, the clouds gather, the cliffs and dangerous peaks stand in it, and the evil valley is deep and the stream is entrenched.

As for the depths of the Peerless Domain, there are two giant peaks next to each other, rising from the ground, towering in the sky, as if the sky can penetrate the earth, and on the towering mountain, there are also two large characters that are more than 100 zhang high, bright red and dazzling......

None!

Lifeless Valley, this is the place of trial for the introductory disciples of the Infernal Purgatory, few people know its exact location, and even if they do, not many people dare to step into it easily, or are willing to step into it......

Not only because of the treacherous and hellish environment, but also because of ...... The people who come in here are crazy people who take their own lives very lightly and the lives of others even more lightly.

And in the Valley of Immortality, there are not too many rules and constraints, but there is a cruel law that exists forever.

The law of the jungle is the survival of the fittest!

Everyone who enters the Valley of Lifelessness has only one common purpose, and that is to ...... Come out of this hell alive!

......

The cold wind is miserable, and the dark and gloomy lifeless valley mouth, two figures stand quietly, one of them is wearing a red robe, the other is wearing a black robe, the wide robe is hunting and flying in the cold wind, but its figure is like a rock, immovable, it seems, as if waiting for someone......

When he was young, a miserable scream came out of the valley, floating in the cold wind, after a long pause, the figure in the red robe raised his head, his eyes swept over the valley mouth, he was silent for a moment, and said hoarsely: "This is the ninety-ninth scream, I don't know who it is this time...... I can walk out of this lifeless valley with blood and bones!"

The black-robed man pondered for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "Maybe there is no one, just like last time, the last person who survived also died of serious injuries and left his life inside." ”

When the red-robed man heard this, he said with emotion: "There is no life in a hundred years, and only one person is allowed to survive, but these hundred people are all willing to enter this lifeless valley, even if they are all buried in the valley, they can't complain about others!"

Speaking of this, the red-robed man paused slightly, turned over his hand and took out a black wooden long box, and said in a low voice: "It's a pity, if no one survives this time, the things in this box ......."

The black-robed man's gaze also fell on the black wooden long box, his eyes flickered slightly, with a hint of longing, and then he said in a low voice, word by word.

"The Netherworld Ghost Brake Knife! The Prison Master's Former Body Spiritual Weapon!"

The red-robed man smiled hoarsely, his fingers gently rubbed the black wooden long box, and sighed softly: "I didn't expect the prison master to use this knife as a reward for the survivors, if no one lives this time, ......"

"Looks like I'm going to disappoint you, man, it's already out!" the black-robed man cut off.

Hearing this, the red-robed man raised his eyes in the direction of the Birthless Valley.

The dark and deep lifeless valley mouth, immersed in the fog surging endlessly, open to both sides like cleaving waves, a figure from far and near, slowly walking, between the steps and the steps, extremely regular, not a point more, not a point less.

The man was about thirty years old, with a hard face, sharp eyes, long black hair tied behind his head with a straw rope, a scruffy beard under his chin, unkempt, red eyes covered with bloodshots, as if he had not rested well for a long time, his blood-stained robe was covered with scratches, and strips of rotten cloth seemed to hang on his body, and he held a long, narrow and slightly curved knife in his bandaged hand.

"What's your name?" the red-robed man asked when he saw the man approaching.

The man raised his eyes, glanced at the two of them, and opened his chapped mouth: "Ryosuke Yanagi!"

The red-robed man frowned slightly: "Ryosuke Yanagi, strange name, but, from now on, you are a person from the Infernal Purgatory, you can call me the red-robed envoy, call this black-robed envoy, if there is no accident, you will be a subordinate of the two of us for a long time in the future." ”

"I've seen the red-robed envoy and the black-robed envoy two adults. After a little hesitation, Ryosuke Yanagi said in a strange tone and saluted respectfully.

"Very good, look at your appearance, it seems to be a martial artist with a knife?I have to say, your luck is good, this is a reward from the prison lord to the survivors, it suits you very well......"

After saying that, the red-robed man raised his hand and threw the black wood blind man in his hand towards Ryosuke Yanagi!

Ryosuke Yanagi took the wooden box with his hand, and suddenly felt that it was cold and piercing, and a burst of roars and wails resounded in his ears, full of resentment, unwillingness, anger, and violence, and countless evil ghosts appeared in front of his eyes, wrapped in clouds of black smoke, fangs and claws, and pounced on him.

Biting the tip of his tongue hard, the sharp pain, and the smell of blood that permeated his mouth brought Ryosuke Yagyu back to his senses and got rid of the terrifying vision, but he was like a mortal who had been seduced by the devil, his five fingers trembled slightly, and finally he put it on the wooden box and untied the lid of the box......

The long box was covered with brocade, on which was placed a knife, the blade was jet black, light and sharp, covered with twists and turns, and the wisps of black gas were overflowing, if you looked closely, you could find that it was a condensation of distorted faces, perhaps because of the re-sighting of the day, the knife trembled wildly, as if it was roaring and screaming, wanting to drink human blood.

Ryosuke Yanagi stroked the blade of the knife lovingly, and asked, "What is the name of this knife?"

"Netherworld Demon Brake Knife!" replied the black-robed man, his tone inexplicably complicated.

"The Netherworld Ghost Brake Knife?good name!good name!" Ryosuke Yanagi picked up the knife in the box, and his cold face couldn't help but show a knowing smile, and he praised again and again.

The red-robed man chuckled and said, "Okay, Ryosuke Yanagi, now that you have obtained the treasure sword and spirit weapon, let's go to the Jin Kingdom with the two of us to meet the prison master." ”

"Yanagi obeys!"

Ryosuke Yanagi replied respectfully, and there was a trace of doubt in his heart, the Jin Kingdom was the most powerful vassal state under the Great Yin Dynasty...... One of them, this Lord of Infernal Purgatory, does it have anything to do with the Jin Kingdom?

The red-robed man smiled, looked up at the sky, and let out a sharp and strange long howl from his mouth.

After a while, a high-pitched and loud, like the chirping of gold and iron striking through the clouds and breaking through the sky, suddenly sounded, as if in response to the red-robed man, and then, the cold wind tore the clouds in the sky, and swept towards the ground, in the gap, a god was majestic, flowing dark red lightning, wings opened, there were more than 20 zhang in size of the huge peng bird flapping the sky, wrapped in the wind flow, fluttering wings swept over, as if the ancient giant bird came to the world.

The black-robed man and the red-robed man glanced at each other, shook their bodies slightly, and appeared on the broad back of Peng Bird, without the two of them greeting him, a burst of black gas had risen from Yanagi Ryosuke's feet, wrapped his whole body, and flew up Peng Bird as a streamer.

The bird hissed, its wings swirled into the wind, and after a slight circle, it soared into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the clouds and the sky.