The silence in the dense forest was terrifying, and the silver-white moonlight became more and more pale.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, Wu Chen thought secretly in his heart.

Somehow, the closer I got to the core area of the Dark Valley, the more intense the lingering sense of crisis in my heart became, which was an instinctive feeling.

Wu Chen sighed lightly, if only he jumped up to the rank of monk, he would be able to trace the origin and speculate with this trace of feeling.

Quickly put away the fifth-order purple star in his hand, and with a few light jumps, he quietly and silently jumped onto a thick and strong tree nearby, holding his breath and concentrating, hiding his figure with the help of the moonlight and the dense green leaves that were close to the branches.

In less than half a moment, there was a faint rustling sound, which became clearer and clearer, the sound of the soles of the soles of the feet stepping on the dead branches and fallen leaves.

The footsteps are noisy, and there is no hiding.

Wu Chen looked down and saw that a strong man in leather armor was the first to meet Wu Chen's eyes, although the man was strong, the footsteps between his steps were indeed almost minimal.

Wu Chen, who was hiding halfway up the tree, frowned a little, because the leather-armored man was someone he knew, and of course he didn't know him, but he had only met him in Li Baliang's small restaurant.

The reason why a strong man can make an impression on Wu Chen has nothing to do with his size, after all, Wu Chen, a monk who looks like a mountain, has not seen it.

What really made Wu Chen have an impression of him was the way of cultivation of the strong man.

On the surface, the strong man cultivated the Xuan Xiu one, but Wu Chen found that the foundation he had laid before was the foundation of martial cultivation, and the foundation laid was quite considerable, even if it was not as good as the martial cultivation foundation before Wang Fatzi, it was not far behind.

This is a bit intriguing, you must know that Wang Fatzi is the only Wang family who cultivated martial arts among the ten major families in Tiandao City.

The strong man should lack the follow-up exercises of martial arts, so he turned to the cultivation of the Xuanfa, but the cultivation of the Xuanfa should be an ordinary road, so the cultivation of the strong man has been controlled in the early stage of the Xuanshi.

Even if Xuan and Wu are not connected, otherwise he would have jumped to a higher level with a solid martial arts foundation, and the strong man is a decent martial arts seedling.

It is okay to let Wu Chen, the ancestor of martial cultivation, say that it is really okay.

But for Wu Chen, it's just okay.

Behind the sturdy man, six or seven monks came out one after another, all of whom were people from the Divine Sword Sect who had a relationship with each other in the restaurant.

Except for the sturdy man, whose breath was steady and his face was as usual, the rest were all breath-disordered, and his forehead was sweaty, and he had obviously walked for a long time.

Most of the metaphysical cultivation is refining the body but not refining the body, and what I am most afraid of is this kind of labor.

A thin man behind the sturdy man was okay, after all, he was a third-order Xuan Master in the early stage of cultivation, and he was already able to slightly turn Xuan power into the soles of his feet and reduce some physical fatigue.

The tall and thin man Wang Chongjian stopped the sturdy man barbarian who was still about to move forward, "Barbarian, stop for a while, you have been on the road for most of the day, everyone is a little lacking in physical strength, take a break and don't worry." ”

The barbarian turned his head and frowned, but he didn't continue to insist, although his cultivation was comparable to that of the other party, his status was indeed not as high as that of the other party, the celebrity in front of the sect master.

The forces composed of scattered cultivators are also about the same, one person ascends to heaven, and the relatives attain the Tao, and he, an outsider, is naturally three points weaker.

Seven or eight people sat not far from Wu Chen's hidden forest.

Only one monk with a mun face sat close to the barbarian, and the rest of them sat around the thin man Wang Chongjian like stars and moons.

A sharp-eared and thin-faced monk trotted behind Wang Chongjian, skillfully slapped his shoulder, and said with a somewhat sad face: "Wang Protector, where are we going here? If you go any further, you will be close to the edge of the core area, but I heard that even the strong people of King Xuan have to be cautious there." ”

Wang Chongjian frowned, but he didn't reprimand this casual inquirer, his worry was not much less than that of the thin-faced monk, the reason why he wanted to stop and recuperate was because he let go of his divine sense along the way and was vigilant about the dangers in the dense forests of the dark valley.

Not to mention the core area in the distance, even this place under the buttocks, Wang Chongjian has rarely stepped on it, not because he doesn't want to, but he doesn't dare, the danger of the dense forest in the dark valley is not used to scare people, it is all written by living monks with blood and life.

If it was normal, Wang Chongjian would not dare to take half a step, but now he can't, his own door master gave him a death order, and took a few people with the strongest combat power of the Divine Sword Sect to wait for him not far from the core area.

The reason why Wang Chongjian dared to go was because of the guarantee of the master of the Divine Sword Gate: "In the dark valley and dense forest, as long as you don't break into the core area, there will be no danger." ”

Even if he didn't have this sentence, Wang Chongjian had to come, and he didn't dare not come.

You must know that most of the scattered cultivators are arrogant and lawless, and the master of the Divine Sword Sect can gather the Divine Sword Sect and let the Divine Sword Sect bear the first sentence of the Scattered Cultivation Sect, and there will be fewer people killed and blood seen in the open and secret?

Even if he Wang Chongjian has a strong friendship with the master of the door?

And friendship is precisely the most valuable thing in casual cultivation, but it is actually the least valuable.

"Don't inquire if you shouldn't ask, just follow along, relax, the door master personally told me that the dark valley jungle will not be in danger in the past few days, otherwise the door master will not send me to take you to the danger together. ”

Wang Chongjian didn't lower his voice, on the surface, he replied to the slimming monk, but in fact, the most important thing was to say it to a few other people, and it could be regarded as a reassuring pill for them, but this reassuring pill didn't work, so it was not easy to speak.

The thin-faced monk was stunned, and although he was unwilling, he still had a smile on his face.

It's like Wang Chongjian didn't dare not disobey the orders of the master of the Divine Sword Gate, how could he, a Xuanjiang monk who only had a small status in the Divine Sword Sect, dare not obey Wang Chongjian, the high-ranking and powerful protector of the Divine Sword Sect?

Perhaps the words of the sharp-eared and thin-faced monk also worried Wang Zhengjian, who was still comforting himself, and Wang Zhengzheng, who was going to recover eight or ninety percent of his strength, urged everyone in the Divine Sword Gate to get up before he recovered to seventy percent, and gave the barbarian a look, and the eight people of the Divine Sword Gate who were wearing stars and moons continued to rush towards the unknown front.

Wu Chen stared at the people of the Divine Sword Gate and left, until he disappeared, and threw himself into the vast and boundless dense forest, thoughtful.

Although there were no people from the Divine Sword Sect under the tree, Wu Chen not only did not show his figure, but instead used his divine sense to cover his whole body, and he was even more hidden.

There was no sound of footsteps, but under the thick trees and trees, two people walked out one after another, and the two of them seemed to be strolling in the courtyard, unhurried.