The treasures are moving, and in the face of the attraction of the treasures, even if they know that the valley is evil and can enter or exit, there are still people who continue to enter the valley, making the fight even more tragic.

In their eyes, the valley is a huge treasure, there was a great war here in ancient times, many masters fell, countless divine soldiers were broken, but only a star and a half were left enough for them to go crazy, and among them, they could occasionally encounter a part of the inheritance of a certain ancient power, which was equivalent to a complete achievement.

What is lacking between the general second- and third-rate sects and the nine major Xuanmen?

One is the heritage, and the other is the powerful mystical secret method, divine art, powerful secret method and divine art are the foundation of strength, with a powerful secret method and divine art, a second- or third-rate sect may gradually flourish after the accumulation of time, and even catch up with a certain powerful Xuanmen.

This is what attracts them the most, here, all kinds of divine weapons, treasures and spiritual essence are the foundation, which can help them suppress the sect.

And the mysterious inheritance secret method, the magic is their foundation, if they are all obtained, as long as they leave here, they can soon give birth to a level like the nine major Xuanmen, of course, the premise is that the nine Xuanmen give them time, sit and watch them grow stronger, will the nine Xuanmen be?

In fact, other second- and third-rate sects also understand this, but in the face of great temptation, they must gamble.

In Fang Chong's eyes, this valley is not a treasure house, but more like a cemetery, full of corpses and bones, full of broken divine weapons, many of them have decayed, the divine weapons are broken, and the spiritual energy is lost, but the material is a little special, under the erosion of tens of thousands of years, not much can be preserved.

However, everything that can be preserved is the best of them, and there are many treasures at the top level of spiritual weapons, and there are even some treasures at the level of immortal soldiers.

The treasures of the immortal soldier level were pounced in the middle of the thick fallen leaves and corpse bones, and it was difficult to find, but Fang Zhong still found one or two, and what shocked him was that these two immortal soldiers were broken, and the fractures were uneven, as if they had been broken by brute force, breaking the immortal soldiers, how much strength did it take?

With Fang Zhong's body, it is considered powerful among the monks of the same realm, even compared to the monks of the Nirvana realm, but when he thinks of being able to break the immortal soldiers with his bare hands, he can't help but feel that his hairs stand on end, terrifying, such a character is really terrifying.

"I'm afraid that even a master at the peak of the Heavenly and Human Realm can't do it, right?" Fang Zhong had seen a lot of classics in the Heaven Snatching Sect, according to his understanding, the immortal soldiers were extremely powerful and indestructible, only the masters of the Heavenly and Human Realm could fully wield the power of the immortal soldiers, but if they wanted to break the immortal soldiers, they couldn't.

"How many powerful people were born in the distant past, and what kind of realm did they reach?"

"Breaking the immortal soldiers with bare hands, is such a character a human or a god, is there really an immortal in the world? This area is the cemetery left by the great war between humans and immortals?"

"Is it ......?"

All kinds of thoughts came flooding back, making Fang Chong couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Time is too long, and there was a fault in the history of the cultivation world ten thousand years ago, and these secrets are not known. ”

How many tens of thousands of years have been born in the cultivation world, no one knows, the detailed historical records are from 10,000 years ago, but from many ruins and wild histories, it is speculated that in 10,000 years ago, the cultivation world also had a prosperous civilization, and this civilization was extremely powerful, even surpassing the current cultivation world.

However, 10,000 years ago, for unknown reasons, this extremely prosperous civilization suddenly disappeared, and all records about this civilization were gone.

As for what was born, Fang Zhong didn't know, and he didn't want to know, he was just a little monk in the Sky Realm now, and saving his life was the most important thing.

The deeper he went into the valley, the stronger the vibration of the Bronze Ancient Ding, and now not only the Bronze Ancient Ding, but even Fang Zhong could feel that calling.

"Ahead, what is it?" frowned slightly, but he still resolutely chose to move forward.

Anyway, he is now trapped in this valley, and the bloody killing outside is all over the sky, even if he goes out without encountering the Divine Spear Gate, those people in the Xuanyuan Palace will not be able to escape, it is better to put it to death and come back to life, enter the deepest part of the valley, perhaps, there is still a glimmer of life in the deepest part of this valley.

A moment later, a palace appeared in front of him, towering and tall, all blue-black, hidden in the darkness, invisible without entering the depths of this valley.

The majestic palace is very simple, it is covered with strange veins, Fang Zhong carefully identifies them, and is surprised to see that these veins are similar to the dense veins on the foundation of the imperial city wall, but the veins here are more clear and complete, not like the veins on the imperial city wall and foundation, which have long been damaged.

The palace stretched far away, the blue-black city wall was inlaid with this gate, the gate was closed, and there were three big characters engraved on it, Fang Zhong didn't know it, but he understood the meaning of these three words just by looking at it, this was an impact of divine thoughts, which made him instantly comprehend.

"The Temple of Fire. ”

The three big characters dragon flying and phoenix dance, similar to divine scripts, exude a majestic and hot atmosphere.

And at this time, the bronze ancient tripod vibrated more and more intensely, and it actually broke Fang Chong's breathing magic technique, and rushed out autonomously, suspended above the gate, dripping and turning, buzzing and wailing.

"Bronze Ancient Ding, what is the connection with this Flame God Temple?" Fang Zhong was startled, and came to the Bronze Ancient Ding, trying to push open the heavy door.

"Bang!"

He used all his strength, but only shook off the layers of blue-black dust, and the door was closed tightly, not shaking for a minute.

"Can't open the ......" Fang Zhong was a little dumbfounded, the door couldn't be opened, did you need to go in by climbing over the wall, joke, this is an ancient god city, just by looking at the dense veins on the city wall, you can know that if anyone dares to climb over the wall, I'm afraid they will die a miserable death.

At this moment, a kind voice suddenly came from the palace, "Child, you are finally here, I have been waiting for you for 97,000 years. ”

This voice sounded directly in Fang Chong's mind, which surprised him, and he turned his head to look around, but he didn't see a single figure, but just now he clearly heard it.

"Is it hell?" he shrank his neck, and subconsciously approached the bronze Guding, the monk doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but that's just some small souls, the resentment of death does not disappear, condensed into an illusory soul body, floating between heaven and earth, terrible to ordinary people, like ants to monks.

But things in the world are strange, and some powerful souls may also be born among the many unjust souls, most of them were strong in their lifetimes, and their bodies have long been decayed, but their souls are unwilling to disperse, condensed into a body, and even retain a part of their consciousness before death, knowing how to cultivate and strengthen themselves.

This kind of ghost is terrifying, and its strength is no less than that of ordinary monks.

"It can't be such a coincidence, right?" Fang Zhong smiled bitterly in his heart, "How did you meet a powerful ghost in this valley?" Yes, there are too many strong people who have died in this valley, and it is normal for one or two powerful ghosts to survive, but he just said that he has waited for 97,000 years, my God!"

For a moment, Fang Zhong was a little sluggish.

Ninety-seven thousand years, what kind of concept is this, even the masters of the realm of heaven and man cannot live for so long, unless they get out of reincarnation and ascend to the Tao.

And a ghost actually said that he lived for 97,000 years, and it must be scared to death when it is spread, you must know that ghosts do not have **, just a wisp of energy, it is very difficult for them to absorb the power of the outside world to strengthen themselves, and they are always rejected by the origin of the big world, and it is already a miracle to be able to live for thousands of years, and it is simply impossible to live for 10,000 years, let alone 97,000 years?

"Child, come in, come in......." The kind voice sounded again, and the gate of the blue-black Divine City automatically opened a gap.

The voice echoed in Fang Chong's mind, and the bronze ancient tripod kept ringing, as if he wanted to fly into the Divine City.

But Fang Zhong hesitated for a while, his vest was full of cold sweat, this valley is evil enough, this blue-black divine city is even more mysterious, maybe there is an old demon who has lived for nearly 100,000 years living in it, won't he enter the mouth of a sheep when he goes in? He has heard that some ghosts who have achieved cultivation can use the method of seizing and seizing other people's bodies, and continue their own lives by borrowing corpses to return their souls, this old monster will not want to take away my body, right?

"What, you're afraid that I'll take away your body?" a kind voice came, startling Fang Chong, "You, how do you know what I'm thinking?"

"Hehe, it's nothing, as long as the divine consciousness is strong enough, it is completely possible to sense the fluctuations of other people's divine consciousness and understand other people's thoughts. The kind voice laughed and said: "Thoughts, to put it bluntly, are the fluctuations of divine consciousness, which are difficult for ordinary people to control, but after reaching a certain realm, it is easy. ”

"Yes, the idea is actually the irregular fluctuation of the brain waves, and this fluctuation is manifested in the monk's divine consciousness, and if he can clearly feel the fluctuation of other people's divine consciousness, he will naturally know what others are thinking. Fang Zhong nodded secretly when he heard this, this reason is very simple, but it is difficult to do.

You know, the divine consciousness is a very wonderful thing, and in the process of exploring and perceiving the divine consciousness of others, others will also be aware of it, who will let you explore their hearts?

Therefore, it is very difficult to know what is in the minds of others through the fluctuation of divine consciousness, and everyone will be on guard and will not give you a chance.

And just now Fang Chong didn't feel it at all, the mysterious voice owner sensed his inner thoughts, which meant that the other party's realm was too much higher than him, for such a character, Fang Chong could only be respectful, in the face of the huge gap in strength, he had no room for resistance.