"This is where your master fell?"

Zhang Xiaotian looked at the valley in front of him.

Monkey Pudding nodded busily.

The appearance of this valley is really strange, Zhang Xiaotian touched his chin and said secretly.

It's no wonder he thinks so, it's true that the shape of this valley is really different, the cliffs on both sides of it are arc-shaped, starting from the bottom fifty meters up, and the higher you go, the more the cliff wall curves inward.

At the top of the cliff wall, the two cliff walls have been completely spliced together, forming a semi-circular dome.

This valley is not so much a valley as a long natural promenade.

"That's what this place looked like back then?" Zhang Xiaotian turned around and asked the pudding, the pudding "squeaked" twice and nodded.

"Yes."

After Zhang Xiaotian heard Pudding's answer, he turned his head back, looked at the valley again, and sighed at the magic of nature.

"Squeak squeak." Pudding screamed a few more times.

"What's the hurry?"

"Squeak squeak."

"Okay, okay, it's noisy, let's go in now." Zhang Xiaotian rubbed his ears helplessly, but he was very satisfied with the monkey's practice of not forgetting to collect the body of his master.

"It's kind of affectionate and righteous!" He muttered inwardly.

Walking slowly into the valley, the light immediately darkened, and the thousand machines had come to his hand at some point, Zhang Xiaotian looked at the surrounding environment very cautiously.

Outside the valley, the afternoon sun shines on the semicircular dome, dyeing it a golden yellow.

But in the valley, you can't feel the warmth of the sun at all, but the deeper you go, the more eerie and cold you feel.

Occasionally, a gap is revealed in the splicing of the dome, and the golden sunlight seems to flow down from the gap, slowly flowing through the gloomy hollow valley.

"Wait."

Zhang Xiaotian slashed his sword and stopped the pudding for unknown reasons.

What is that?

He pointed to the ground in front of him, where a corpse was lying.

It's not the corpse that's strange, after all, this was once a battlefield, and then it was used as a demon clan trial ground, isn't it strange that there are corpses, but it's strange that this corpse seems to be moving?

This made Zhang Xiaotian unsure, is this a corpse?

The little monkey pudding looked over, it was too short, and the weeds on the ground were too tall to see anything, so he took a few steps forward.

Suddenly, the thing on the ground, which looked like a corpse, shook again.

The "corpse" that was originally lying on the ground shot up half a foot high, frightening Pudding to retreat again and again.

Zhang Xiaotian stepped forward and blocked the pudding behind him, "You pay attention to me." As he spoke, he took a few steps forward, and the blade of the sword pointed at the "corpse" lying down again in front of him, and cautiously approached the past.

This time he saw completely clearly, this was indeed a corpse, the corpse of a demon warrior, lying there with his eyes blank, his exposed skin covered with corpse spots, and there was a dead silence in his open eyes.

I didn't think it just now, but now that it was close, Zhang Xiaotian suddenly felt that the corpse smelled and he felt sick.

Hula!

Just as Zhang Xiaotian was about to poke a few times with his sword, the corpse suddenly jumped up and stood face to face with Zhang Xiaotian.

Zhang Xiaotian found out that this demon clan should have been very tall before his death, and his own figure was nearly one meter eighty-eight, but after the corpse of this demon clan stood up, he only reached his shoulder.

is not only tall, but also strong, when this demon clan is alive, its strength is definitely much stronger than itself.

It can be seen from the fact that he is standing there at the moment like a half-cut iron tower, and although he has no breath of life, he still has an awe-inspiring bearing.

In Zhang Xiaotian's spiritual sense, the corpse of this demon clan was extremely dangerous, and being watched by those lifeless eyes made him feel like he wanted to retreat!

Lingjue scanned up and down the corpse, this is definitely a corpse, and it is a corpse that has been dead for a long, long time, it must not be the samurai who participated in this trial, maybe it is the strong man during the Hundred Years War four hundred years ago.

"Squeak!"

The cry of the little monkey sounded behind him, with fear and anger.

"What, you mean you know this corpse?"

"Squeak, squeak!"

"No, you mean...... This corpse is one of the demon warriors who fought against your master back then? ”

Now Zhang Xiaotian's communication with Pudding is getting smoother and smoother, and he can basically guess the meaning of the monkey's cry, which is also due to his strong mental power.

The so-called verbal communication is actually an expression of the spiritual level, and when different words are spoken and different meanings are expressed, the fluctuation of mental power will also produce different changes.

This is the basic principle of Zhang Xiaotian's communication with Pudding.

(I didn't explain it clearly, but add a paragraph here.) ）

Zhang Xiaotian looked at the burly corpse in front of him, how could he not look like he had been dead for more than 400 years, and what was going on with his current situation?

The weird feeling in my heart became deeper and deeper, and I couldn't help but ask casually, "It's been so long, why hasn't it rotted yet?" ”。

The pudding behind him spread his hands: squeak squeak squeak (how do I know).

The corpse stood there without moving, just quietly "watching" Zhang Xiaotian...... Zhang Xiaotian slowly probed the thousand machine changes in his hand.

One inch, two inches, three inches...... Getting closer.

Suddenly, the corpse moved, he took a step forward suddenly, and the whole person seemed to suddenly become taller and bigger, which was not real, but an illusion of the contraction of the air flow and the traction of the qi machine.

Zhang Xiaotian's face remained unchanged, and he had already prepared in his heart.

So Qianji retracted back in front of him as expected, with a strange posture, as if he violated all the principles of swordsmanship, and he saw that a demon secretly breathed lightly, and his swordsmanship reached this level?

That's right, there is also a demon warrior hiding aside, and this demon clan also knows Zhang Xiaotian.

This demon is none other than Augustus Bulun, the leader of the Augustus family's trial team, and a ninth-level martial artist who refines his body.

However, this demon is not a qualified leader, he didn't think about gathering his own trial warriors at all, but instead looked for demon beasts in this Red River Valley to fight with other family trial warriors, so as to hone his actual combat ability.

Augustus Bulun came to this strange valley before Zhang Xiaotian, and as soon as he discovered the abnormality of the corpse, he sensed the approach of Zhang Xiaotian and Pudding, and immediately hid.

His concealment technique was very peculiar, as if it was blending into the air, and even Zhang Xiaotian's powerful spiritual power did not discover the existence of this demon.

The burly corpse took another step forward, and if there was a yin wind in the void, one of his black arms suddenly rose up and split out from top to bottom, without the slightest sound of wind, nor the flow of strength or source power, so that Zhang Xiaotian's source power checked the enemy, and the spirit knew that the enemy was useless.

And his body was like rotten wood and mud, and there was no vitality and source power flow on the outside, as if everything was buried in the depths.

Eccentric!

Zhang Xiaotian took a step back with a solemn face.

(End of chapter)