This valley seems to be no different from an ordinary valley, but since it can be branded with the mark of the Devil Valley, it is absolutely impossible to be as simple as it seems on the surface, not to mention, since Mo Feng stood at the mouth of this valley, a trace of danger has been hovering in his heart.

According to the map description provided by Ye Tiansheng, the Devil Valley is more than 700 meters wide, and there is no record of how deep it is, but he speculates that it is at least no less than seven or eight kilometers, and on both sides are cliffs more than 30 meters high, like a knife cutting, and wanting to climb down from it is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Now that he is here, even if he has to break through the sword mountain and the sea of fire, Mo Feng tightened the canvas bag on his back, then took a deep breath, and used a dead branch the thickness of his thumb and more than a meter long as a pathfinder stick, and walked forward tentatively.

Trembling and walking forward for about thirty meters, seeing that there was nothing abnormal, Mo Feng's hanging heart gradually relaxed, thinking of his appearance just now, Mo Feng couldn't help but laugh dumbly, maybe he thought too seriously about the danger of the Evil Ghost Valley.

"Quack!" Just as Mo Feng was about to speed up his pace, a golden frog suddenly jumped out not far in front of him, I don't know why, after the frog saw Mo Feng, he actually squatted on a bowl-sized stone and screamed at Mo Feng.

"Golden Toad?" When Mo Feng saw the little animal not far in front of him, his heart couldn't help but beat.

In a thread-bound book called Medicinal Poison that Mo Feng read when he was a child, all the poisons in the world were divided into five grades, and this golden toad was ranked first.

The ancients are right, there are no absolutes in everything in the world, although the poison of the golden toad is smelly, but its bones are the holy medicine for mental diseases.

Even if it is a vegetative person, as long as it has not developed to the point of brain atrophy, only three pills of Anshen Pill refined with golden toad are needed. The chance of waking up can be as high as 20 percent, and for conditions such as sleepwalking and epilepsy, the cure rate can be as high as 100 percent.

It is said that the golden toad has been extinct for a hundred years, Mo Feng didn't expect to meet one here, at this time, this golden toad is still an animal in Mo Feng's eyes, it is clearly a moving treasure house.

Don't look at this golden toad that is less than the size of a palm. If you use it well, you can prepare at least 30 tablets of Tranquility.

Thirty pills of tranquilizer, for some rich people who happen to suffer from mental illness, it is not a problem to sell one pill for 108,000 yuan at all.

Not only bones, but also the venom of the golden toad is also a treasure that is hard to find, and it has an amazing effect on rheumatism after being concocted with special techniques, and its eyes can be brightened, and its skin can relieve coughs

Taking a deep breath and forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart, Mo Feng gently pulled out the military sapper shovel inserted on the backpack with his right hand. Then he crossed his chest, and then he raised a stick in one hand and a shovel in the other, and forced towards the golden toad five meters away like a great enemy.

Mo Feng couldn't be careful, although the golden toad was full of treasures, but Mo Feng did not forget its identity as a poison, if it was sprayed with a mouthful of venom, I was afraid that it would be too late to rip the flesh.

This golden toad may have rarely seen people in the valley, but it looked like it was not afraid of Mo Feng at all, but not only did it not escape. Instead, the cry is more high-pitched, at the same time. The drooping gold of the jaw also began to shrink rhythmically.

Mo Feng understood that this was the prelude to the golden toad to squirt venom, so his steps were even slower, his eyes stared at the golden toad, and he didn't dare to relax for a moment.

"Hiss" When Mo Feng was just approaching two meters away from the golden toad, he saw the golden toad's mouth open, and a golden ray of lightning shot towards Mo Feng's face like lightning under the sun.

Facing the poison sprayed by the golden toad. Mo Feng, who was quick-eyed, did not back down, and the sapper shovel that was across his chest slammed upward, and the golden mangs were all sprayed on the surface of the sapper shovel.

Mo Feng turned over the shovel and looked at it, and suddenly his face turned pale as if he had seen a ghost, and his body stepped back a few steps quickly. After a distance from the golden toad, he stopped, and his eyes were full of horror, looking at the golden toad with the eyes of a devil.

No wonder Mo Feng was so out of shape, on the surface of the sapper shovel made of stainless steel, the middle piece was actually corroded by the golden mang.

After spraying the venom, the golden toad suddenly wilted a lot, and seeing that it didn't hurt Mo Feng, he jumped off the stone and jumped towards the valley.

How could such a baby Mo Feng allow him to escape, and he didn't care about any danger, so he held a stick in his left hand and raised his leg with a shovel in his right hand and chased towards Jin Toad.

Don't look at the golden toad, although it is small, but the speed of its beating is not slow at all, Mo Feng has just taken two steps, and it has already jumped more than three meters.

Can't let it run!

Mo Feng's heart froze, his left foot stepped on the ground hard, and he jumped up and threw himself into the air towards the golden toad that had just landed, and at the same time, the shovel in his hand rushed down and shot towards the golden toad like lightning.

This golden toad seemed to have spirituality, and just as the shovel in Mo Feng's hand was about to hit the ground, the golden toad jumped out of the shadow of the sapper shovel, and then fled towards the valley at a faster speed than just now.

"Hey, I really can't believe I can't catch you." Looking at the golden toad that had jumped ten meters away, Mo Feng spread his feet and chased after him.

After chasing about twenty meters into the valley, Mo Feng finally forced the golden toad into a dead end. "Look where you're going this time!" After tossing for a while, Mo Feng also lost his patience, and held the shovel carefully to buckle the golden toad.

Mo Feng can't be careless, this golden toad is a treasure deep in his body, if he uses too much force to shoot it badly, it will be worth the loss, another important reason is that this poison generally has spirituality, who knows what counterattack will be there before death, it is better to be careful.

Just when Mo Feng thought that this time the golden toad was unable to fly with wings, the golden toad's actions once again surprised Mo Feng, it quickly flashed the sapper shovel and jumped straight towards Mo Feng, at this time it was too late to collect the shovel, in a hurry, Mo Feng waved the dead branch in his left hand and pumped the golden toad to the ground.

Mo Feng stabbed the golden toad on the ground twice with the dead branch in his hand, and saw that its body was motionless except for its two hind legs trembling sharply, so he relieved his heart.

Throwing the dead branch in his hand aside, Mo Feng, who was excited, hurriedly took off his backpack, took out a metal thermostat the size of a book from his bag, put it in the thermostat box with one of Jin Toad's legs, and finally carefully closed it and put the box into the backpack.

This incubator was prepared by Mo Feng before he came, and it was specially prepared to hold some rare medicinal materials that had been preserved for a long time, but he didn't expect it to come in handy as soon as he entered the Evil Ghost Valley.

"Ahh When Mo Feng picked up his bag again and was about to pick up the dead branch and continue to march towards the valley, he was shocked to find that the dead branch more than one meter long that was thrown aside was now less than two feet long, and the rest was all trapped in the grass.

When anyone suddenly found that less than two feet away from him was a swamp that eats people and does not spit out bones, his expression will not be much easier than Mo Feng's. (To be continued......)