As soon as the crowd dispersed, the scene was immediately cleared.

Ye Fan was so happy, he observed Death Valley leisurely.

Yu Wenchang also breathed a sigh of relief, and asked Ye Fan at this time: "Mr. Ye, what do you think of Death Valley?" ”

"There is more than one powerful magic weapon, and it has self-intelligence, which ordinary people can't control."

Ye Fan briefly commented.

Yu Wenchang was taken aback, and then rejoiced: "Have a spiritual wisdom? Great, that's the machine spirit, the right time and place can be born, my double moon golden hook, five hundred years old, but the wolf soul still has no spiritual intelligence. ”

Yu Wenchang was excited, but immediately calmed down again, because there were so many masters present, the chance that he and Ye Fan could get the magic weapon was too low.

After a sigh, Yu Wenchang took his son and Ye Fan to move forward silently.

Walking through the basin, you will see Death Valley in front of you.

Under Ye Fan's feet is a gentle slope, and there is still a lot of grass on the slope.

But once you reach the bottom of the slope, the land immediately turns into a desert, and as far as the eye can see, a huge valley of death is completely a place of yellow sand.

The diameter of Death Valley is probably more than ten kilometers, and there is no end in sight, and inside the valley, black gas is filled, like a ghost town.

It's not an ancient tomb, but it's even more terrifying than an ancient tomb.

Ye Fan listened with his ears pricked up, and he could still hear the sound of thunder in the valley. The feng shui pattern here is completely destroyed, and the magnetic field is also very peculiar, causing lightning and thunder.

There was a feng shui master holding a compass next to him to analyze: "This is the perineum, which was originally leafy, and due to the magnetic field, it caused thunder and lightning." But this is not to incarnate into a desert, if my expectation is right, there is a feng shui master layout, the Yin Land has become a burial place, where a woman must be buried, sucking the essence of the perineum land, and now the spiritual wisdom has been opened, and the incarnation of the machine spirit. ”

This feng shui master is the famous Confucian immortal in Jiangbei, Kong Shenxian is one of the elders of the Kong family, one of the twelve generals, who is over 100 years old and has a very high status.

When everyone heard him say this, they were naturally convinced, and they became excited one by one.

"Machine-spirited? This kind of magic weapon is rare to see, if anyone succeeds, their strength will definitely skyrocket! ”

"Gongzi Cao is bound to win, see that he is going in."

The crowd was talking, looking at Cao Yizhen, Cao Yizhen was really bound to win, he threw his hand at everyone, and then jumped down the valley of death.

"Let's go and explore the way first, you don't need to be in a hurry."

What he said sounded good, but in fact, he asked everyone to sell his face and not rob him.

Except for a few people present, the rest of the people did not dare to offend him, so a group of people were really stupid to look at him in place.

I saw Cao Yizhen fall into the valley of death, his eyes narrowed, and his thoughts rose.

He stepped on the yellow sand and looked around, looking for the machine spirit.

After a while, a black shadow burst out, and it turned out to be a soldier with a long sword, slashing at him.

"It's a yin ghost, and there are magic weapons underground!"

Everyone was overjoyed, and Cao Yizhen was also happy, and as soon as his palm was raised, the wrench on his finger lit up with a light.

The ghost soldier let out a scream and retreated to the ground.

Cao Yizhen laughed out loud, shot like electricity, and slammed out a three-inch-high bottle from the sand.

It was a black bronze bottle, and the black hole inside seemed to be empty.

Cao Yizhen was stunned, a little stunned, and many people were also confused, because no one had seen the bottle magic weapon yet.

"Good baby, the bronze ghost bottle, at the latest it is also an object of the five dynasties and ten kingdoms. There may be a princess of five dynasties and ten kingdoms buried here, with a bronze bottle as a coffin, which is called an urn coffin. ”

An old man with a long beard spoke, and he always smiled when he spoke.

His name is Tang Qizhi, and he is the elder of the Tang family, one of the three marquis. The Tang family is the largest Fangshu family in Jiangbei, and its power far exceeds that of the Yuwen family, and it is very important here.

Cao Yizhen's expression was straight, and he raised his head and said, "Thank you Mr. Tang for your answer, I'll go find the princess." ”

Cao Yizhen was obviously a little anxious and wanted to strike first.

Tang Qizhi smiled and said: "There are many ghost bottles in this urn coffin, everyone can enter and grab a bottle to come back, so as not to go in vain." ”

Tang Qizhi obviously didn't want Cao Yizhen to eat alone, so he tricked everyone into robbing.

For a while, Miss Childe of all ethnic groups and factions entered Death Valley one after another, using it as an entertainment venue, and excitedly digging bronze ghost bottles.

Yu Wenshou also wanted to go down, but was stopped by Ye Fan.

"It's not that simple here, and besides, these random bottles are not worth mentioning, so wait."

In fact, many people present did not go down, including the two sisters Du Yao and Du Lan, as well as some calm eldest sons and eldest ladies and elderly people.

They are all on the sidelines.

After just a few minutes of watching, there was a sudden clicking sound in the black fog of Death Valley, an eerie sound, as if something was jumping.

Everyone looked into the depths of Death Valley, and the people who were scrambling below also withdrew their hands, looking at the black mist in disbelief.

The clicking sound was getting closer and closer, and two black shadows faintly appeared in the black mist.

If you look closely, it turns out to be two huge bronze ghost bottles.

They are three feet tall, almost a three-story building.

The bottle was filled with a blood-like liquid that smelled foul, and the mouth of the bottle was spewing black mist.

This is the real bronze ghost bottle, and I am afraid that it contains the general.

Many people were startled, and timidly turned around and ran, climbing up the slope.

And Cao Yizhen and more than a dozen masters were not afraid of anti-joy, and rushed straight over to subdue these two huge ghost bottles.

As a result, the two ghost bottles were thrown like tumblers, and more than a dozen people all vomited blood and flew upside down, half dead.

Cao Yizhen also almost suffered a loss, so he hurriedly stabilized his body, snapped his fingers on his palm, and his momentum skyrocketed.

He blessed his body with the power of a magic weapon and attacked the ghost bottle head-on.

It's a pity that in just half a minute, he was knocked away, flew directly up the slope, and rolled at Ye Fan's feet.

Ye Fan dodged back and patted his pants.

Cao Yizhen was not injured, but he was embarrassed, he didn't die and fell at Ye Fan's feet.

At this moment, his mentality collapsed.

"Damn, look at me capturing you like this!" Cao Yizhen got up and rushed down again.

A middle-aged man grabbed him: "Yizhen, don't be careless, figure it out first." ”

The middle-aged man was the person in charge of the Cao family's visit this time, and gave Cao Yizhen a step down.

Cao Yizhen peeked at Du Yao, who he admired, and didn't move with a cold face.

Everyone in Death Valley escaped, standing on the high slope in horror and looking at the two bronze ghost bottles.

Ye Fan was also looking, but he was obviously a little careless.

There is a spirit in the ghost bottle, which is very strong and can kill a half-step innate, but in front of him, at most it is a red-eyed rabbit.

Even if Ye Fan doesn't use the Samadhi True Fire, he can clean up the Bronze Ghost Bottle simply by using the True Martial Thirteen Styles.

The rest of the people were a little helpless, and the elders were silent, and a group of young people began to talk about finding a way to subdue the bronze ghost bottle.

"What about the Mo family? The alchemist tried it with a fire, and we burned the ghost bottle. ”

Eventually, someone came up with the idea of samadhi fire.

One of the three marquises, the Alchemy Mo family, became the protagonist.

The Mo family is very low-key, standing in the back row all the time, and at this moment being targeted by everyone, only one little girl came forward.

This little girl was carrying a cloth bag, with a pair of big eyes full of brilliance and cleverness.

Someone immediately shouted: "Mo Xiaomei, didn't you go to Japan to study?" ”

"I'm bored and I'm back, you're really useless, I'll do it."

Mo Xiaomei rolled her eyes, found a good position, and took out a jade tube from the cloth bag.

This jade tube is folded, and when it is pulled, it extends by half a meter and becomes a blowtorch.

Mo Xiaomei's throat squirmed, and she spat out a flame and blew it into the jade tube.

Suddenly, the flames grew in the wind, drilled out of the jade tube, swept through the air a hundred meters long, and hit a ghost bottle.

Everyone was taken aback and was stunned by this hand of "Fire Refining Sky".

Ye Fan held his hands and looked at Mo Xiaomei with great interest, this little girl is not bad.

It's a pity that her fire refining sky didn't even have one-tenth of Ye Fan's strength, and it was extinguished after touching the ghost bottle, and it didn't stir up any waves.

The two ghost bottles were furious and quickly jumped in this direction.

Mo Xiaomei stuck out her tongue and slipped away generously.

"I'm sorry, it's been humid lately, and the fire isn't strong, so you can play by yourself."

She ran away irresponsibly, and a group of young people, you look at me, I look at you, they are all anxious.

A few sons went on the field, but they were knocked off by the ghost bottle, and several ribs were broken.

If the elders still don't make a move, they have to hone their sons.

Cao Yizhen watched everyone lose, and his mood was much better, and he moved again.

He pounced, and a small hammer appeared in his hand at some point.

The small hammer was only the size of a fist, but under Cao Yizhen's divine breath, it skyrocketed inch by inch, and when it was smashed, it was already as big as a pig's head.

"It's the Sky Hammer! One of the secret treasures of the Cao family, even the mountain can be hammered, and it has become! ”

The young people were overjoyed and relieved.

As a result, before the hammer smashed on the ghost bottle, a huge yin spirit in the ghost bottle rushed out and roared at Cao Yizhen.

The roar shook the heavens and the earth, and even the air shattered.

Cao Yizhen spat out a mouthful of blood violently, and the person rolled over again, and Nima rolled under Ye Fan's feet.

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth twitched, and he silently stepped back.

Cao Yi was so hurt that he vomited blood, and after taking a look at Ye Fan, he was so angry that he vomited blood.

The rest of the people's faces changed drastically, and they covered their ears and jerked back.

The yin in the ghost bottle was so terrifying, a roar shook back half a step innately, and the Sky Sweeping Hammer couldn't hammer down at all.

There were shadows in the mountains, and some elders appeared, and their faces became solemn.

Obviously, the elders don't plan to let the juniors continue to practice, and if they practice again, they are afraid that they will die.

Seeing the elders appear, a group of young people immediately had a backbone and were not afraid.

Cao Yizhen got up in embarrassment and spat blood again.

Du Lan took out a bottle of potion and gave it to him: "Master Cao, drink it, you go to rest first, the ghost bottle is handed over to us." ”

Du Lan smiled and was really moving.

Cao Yizhen was even more embarrassed, and suddenly pointed to Ye Fan, who was watching the play not far away: "This Jiangnan person is very powerful, let him try it." ”

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth twitched, and his eyes looked at Cao Yizhen lightly.

Cao Yizhen smiled reluctantly: "I saw that Brother Jiangnan had a good weapon that day, so there must be a way to deal with this ghost bottle, right?" ”

Cao Yi really wanted to transfer the embarrassment and make Ye Fan lose face.

The rest of the people immediately coaxed: "Yes, Jiangnan people, aren't you arrogant?" How do you feel when you see the birth of my Jiangbei magic weapon today? ”

"You go up, fight for Jiangnan's face, let us see Jiangnan martial arts!"

"Go!"

There was a lot of noise, almost all irony.

Du Yao also looked at Ye Fan coldly, wanting to see this nasty guy mess up.

Ye Fan faced everyone and nodded: "It's okay, I'm very interested in the bronze ghost bottle, I'll go on it." ”