This height is not particularly difficult, but the Heavenly Rank Martial Artist can leap as hard as he can, and most people can reach it.

But when this man went up, he saw that he had already reached the gate of light, and he actually fell.

The body is extremely embarrassed.

A few more people tried it in a row, and finally it felt wrong.

The light gate stood silently there.

Some family members and sect elders are warning their disciples to be extremely careful, this time the relict mansion is opened, or it is related to the ancient demon gods, and they don't know where the exit is.

How do you get back after you go in?

It's going to be dangerous inside!

Yang Hao was watching from afar, and with his ability, he couldn't mix such things, so he just looked.

But it seems to be clear that something is not quite right.

How can this look so much like a rumored mirage, if this is the case, it will be in vain to chase the place where it sees.

Poles apart!

It's going to be an illusion.

If you want to prove your inference...... Who said that there was an ancient relic in Fucheng?

Who came out first.

Wait, Tianxingzi......

He looked at the group of warriors from afar, and they were black, and he didn't know who was hiding inside.

If it's Tianxingzi, does he really not know or falsely doesn't know?

This person is very suspicious.

By the way, what about Your Highness?

He probably knew that, too.

His Highness is such a powerful person, he can find a way.

"What a big time. ”

It was also the first time for Wang Chuan to see so many young masters gathered in one place, and he sighed slightly in his heart and shook his head.

He stood at the top of the palace and watched quietly, as if he was not in a hurry.

It's cold in the heights.

But at this time, a group of black-clothed demonic people suddenly appeared on the light gate, heading towards the light gate.

The first cold and gloomy middle-aged man glanced back.

It seemed to look at them with contempt, very disdainful.

A bunch of idiots!

Then a group of people rushed into the gate of light and disappeared into nothingness.

"Damn, not here!"

There is a grandmaster here who said angrily.

All the warriors were attracted to Fucheng, but they were all played.

The real entrance is not here.

"Let's go!"

"Damn, I have to find it!"

"Hurry up!"

“......”

Wang Chuan looked at the people who were messing around and sneered.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind.

Some people don't even know how they died.

This story is actually about doing things, looking at three things, planning and then acting.

Don't ignore other inconspicuous places.

The First Dynasty, two holy places, three points of teaching.

He had a familiar feeling with the group of people just now, since they were in the Demon Clan, he naturally had the most thorough research on their Demon God Relic Mansion.

But in front of me, nothing is useful.

Wang Chuan's figure was displayed, but he flew directly up to the light gate.

Everyone below looked sideways, and those who had already tried it were about to laugh, and saw Wang Chuan flying in a certain direction.

Since it was projecting the distant scene, Wang Chuan followed the light.

The figure crossed like a wild goose, heading towards the sky.

Others were dumbfounded.

Soon, someone saw the scene projected in the sky above Fucheng, and Wang Chuan had already rushed into the light gate.

That figure is also handsome and chic.

In the next second, several black-clothed demonic figures quickly caught up.

That's it!

It seems to be deliberately aimed at Wang Chuan.

......

As soon as I entered the light gate, I felt that the space was distorted, I couldn't see anything, I couldn't perceive anything, and my five senses were blocked. But there was no danger warning, Wang Chuan waited quietly for a while, and then, his body seemed to become light, as if he was doing long-distance teleportation, and the speed was incredible.

I don't know how long it took. Wang Chuan found himself in a huge swamp, surrounded by swamps with black bubbles from time to time, and occasionally hissing sounds could be heard.

The so-called cave mansion, the sphere of influence of the ancient demon gods.

The most important thing is that this is a place for people to cultivate!

Therefore, it is very likely to leave some heaven and earth treasures, exercises and the like, spirit stones, and so on.

What is left behind is the legacy of the demon god.

I don't know that after tens of millions of years, the demonic energy here is so thick and rich as water.

Wang Chuan stood here, refining his demonic qi.

I have also cultivated demons, I don't cultivate qi or body, but I cultivate my heart.

Demons, do whatever they want, unscrupulous means.

For the sake of their own strength.

In many cases, it is not good if the way is too right.

This kind of place is really like a fish in water for the demons.

Or maybe that's their territory.

Treasury!

Let's find out if there are any important things left behind by the demon gods.

Wang Chuan pushed it off and was about to go to the important area.

There was a sudden pause.

Beholder!

He sensed the killing machine, in this kind of place, I haven't seen anyone yet, why would anyone want to kill me?

Enemies from the past?

No matter what the reason is, if someone wants to kill themselves, Wang Chuan can kill others first.

"Golden Silk Silver Nightweed!"

Wang Chuan was about to walk forward, his gaze fixed on a dozen zhang away, where there was a gravel field.

A small grass covered with silver-scaly leaves stood there, with a hint of golden light on its top, emitting a fine glow, as if it was swimming.

"In this kind of place, the spirit grass is much more common than outside. ”

Wang Chuan was somewhat surprised, it was such an herb, worth 10,000 gold, and it was definitely sky-high.

It is also extremely rare outside, and it is the material for refining top-grade elixir.

Wang Chuan stepped forward slowly and grabbed it.

The dragon claw ingested it in the air, and the spirit grass automatically came out of the soil and flew into his hand, but he hadn't looked at it carefully.

The pile of gravel and sand suddenly moved.

Shout......

Something flew up and attacked Wang Chuan.

It's as fast as a bright light.

Wang Chuan was still holding the spirit grass in his hand at this time, and it was this gap that the other party decided to sneak attack, and the timing was very good.

He didn't think about it, and without hesitation, the spirit grass in his hand was pulled down fiercely.

Smack-

A tough and crisp sound sounded, a whooshing sound of breaking through the air.

This fragile spirit grass was as tough as iron in Wang Chuan's hands, and it struck the opponent's rock-hard body, and a little spark rose.

Wang Chuan also felt as if there was a cold light, locking on him.

This dormant demon beast is actually a poisonous snake, and its cultivation is not low.

No matter how he felt that Wang Chuan was holding something in his hand, he was already too busy to take care of himself.

Attacking from this direction makes it impossible for the opponent to avoid it.

But he actually beat himself with the spirit grass, so decisively.

It's like a boat that is about to sink and can decisively discard all the gold and silver pieces......

How could anyone do this?

Give up, great perseverance!

The poisonous snake smashed to the ground, shattered and shattered, and fell apart.

The spirit grass in Wang Chuan's hand was naturally also wasted and discarded casually.

But he peeled off Neidan from the viper's body, and then left without looking back.

It would be nice if he could find a magic weapon like the Space Storage Ring, Wang Chuan thought.

It's just as much easier to load your belongings.

Now there is almost no land of Shenzhou.

Even in his realm, he is subject to the law, and his use of space power is limited.

So I still need ancient things.

It's raining.

So suddenly.

And the rain is still black.

Wang Chuan's autumn wind did not move the cicada, and a black umbrella-like body protector was raised above his head to shield foreign objects.

The demonic qi from all directions also poured into his body, and the exercises worked.

He took a look at the terrain around him and sped in a certain direction.

It didn't take long for the danger to arise again.

From the tall trees firmly entrenched on both sides of the swamp, dozens of lizard-shaped monsters suddenly flew out, huge in size, with wings on their backs.

This kind of demonic beast is slightly fatter than ordinary people, and when it flutters, it is violent, rushing towards Wang Chuan with a strong corrosive demonic aura, and opening its big mouth with fangs in the air.

Wang Chuan was not in a hurry, and pointed out from afar.

Bang –

With a blow as precise as a god, combined with the pure true qi, it turned out that the opponent's figure staggered, quickly adjusted his posture in the air, and dived down again.

The protective body qi outside the body was smashed straight down, banging, and the true qi of the shock was agitated, and the aura was disordered.

"Look for death!"

Wang Chuan's clothes hunted, and he pointed out again.

Charge a blow and force through the sky.

This blow is not only powerful, but also contains an indestructible edge, and the incomparable sword intent is condensed and pointed out at the fingertips.

Suddenly, the demonic beast in front of him came to the opposite side, and the blood that flowed was also jet black, mixed into the swamp.

After stabbing a few times, the corpses of demonic beasts fell one after another, and Wang Chuan's figure flashed and marched into the depths.

"The Demon God's Relic Mansion is the place of ancient inheritance, and the environment inside also retains the form of the ancients, and the demonic beasts are even more in the state of the ancients, all of them are powerful!"

According to the strength of the other party's breath, Wang Chuan could easily distinguish it. The attack is sharp, and the defense is also extremely strong, and even simple fist strength can't kill them.

But people aren't here yet.

Along the way, there were dense demonic beasts and countless ancient demonic beasts that raided.

Many demonic beasts are safe again.

There has been no contention before, there is no peace with each other, and the situation has maintained a steady-state balance.

But after Wang Chuan came, he broke this balance, causing all the demon beasts to attack one after another.

The swamp didn't know how big it was, Wang Chuan ran wildly, and finally left the area.

Stepping on the moist loess mud of Microsoft, the rain finally stopped.

Look around.

It seems to be in the middle of a jungle.

The trees are tall, and the fallen leaves have been piling up for I don't know how many years.

withered and greened.

The Demon God cultivates in this kind of place?

It's impossible for Wang Chuan to think about it, what kind of widow is this.

In a place where dangers are repeated, even if you are in the realm of your own grandmaster, you have to be cautious.

It's just that I don't think I have found the central area yet.

I hope this place is not bigger than I imagined, boundless.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, Wang Chuan subconsciously kicked out, and a strong true qi gushed out, sweeping away the opponent's attack for a while and then bounced back.

When it landed on the ground, it was a cloud of slime.

This liquid is not only very viscous, like a super glue, but also carries a poisonous gas, which immediately corrodes large areas of the ground.

It was like a puddle of clear water spilled into the flour, and the flat ground was devastated and shocking.

Wang Chuan's brows furrowed, and with a whoosh, the black shadow had disappeared.

One hit missed, and he disappeared into the depths of the jungle without a trace.

The demonic beasts encountered seemed to be leaving more and more.

I am also becoming more vigilant and pay attention to precautions!