After Yang Yifei dived into a distance, his mental power swept away, and he found that there was no gray dolphin nearby, and he knew that he had reached the depths, so he collected his spiritual power, and now he didn't even have spiritual power fluctuations, and became even more silent.

Turn your head and look around, the surrounding is a patchwork of palaces and pavilions, look at the architectural style, and the Central Plains is quite similar, but in the subtle places, such as the corner of the lintel, also see some fierce beast carvings from time to time, but there is no Central Plains.

Obviously, in the past 800 years, the Incense Valley has also been influenced by the rough customs of the southern frontiers.

It's quiet now, and it's quiet compared to the hustle and bustle outside.

At this time, the disciples of the Burning Incense Valley all gathered on the periphery, and Yang Yifei dived deeper without any scruples.

With telekinesis covering a spherical range with a radius of more than 200 meters, he can grasp the surrounding situation in time, and he can also travel with teleportation magic, and his body flickered again and again, and the distance of miles passed in an instant, just like those immortals in the mythical world shrunk into inches.

But after a while, Yang Yifei had to stop, and under the night, he saw more than a dozen paths, large or small, connected to each other, scattered like human blood, deep into the darkness deep in the Incense Valley.

Yang Yifei scratched his head, in the original book, Li Xun and Yan Hong led the way for Ghost Li, what should he do? Is it a road to try? This is naturally unreliable.

There was really no way, he could only go and catch a disciple of the Burning Incense Valley and find the path to the Xuanhuo Altar from their minds.

It was such a coincidence, just as he was about to go to the periphery to catch a disciple of the Burning Incense Valley, a figure appeared in his mind, coming in his direction.

Yang Yifei didn't say a word, he disappeared in place in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already behind a bush, and then he retracted his mental power, and gathered his breath with all his might.

The person who came was Li Xun, who was about to go to the Xuanhuo Altar to invite Shangguan Ce, and he flew over at a very fast speed and rushed along a path.

Yang Yifei grinned, wrapped himself in telekinesis, and followed behind Li Xun like a ghost, flying forward.

The path is secluded, but it is unexpectedly long, Yang Yifei didn't float far on this road, and there were no other houses around.

There are trees and flowers on both sides of the road, and the night wind blows, and under the light of the dark moon in the sky, the shadows of the trees are swaying, looking like some kind of demon dancing, revealing a trace of weirdness.

The Incense Valley covers a huge area, and this trail, looking twisting and turning, leads to the depths of the valley.

Suddenly, a white square object suddenly appeared next to the road ahead, Yang Yifei looked at it fixedly, but it was a stone tablet with two lines of eight characters engraved on it: Xuanhuo Heavy Land, disciple stopped.

A smile rose at the corner of Yang Yifei's mouth, he found it, and without hesitation, he went straight over the stone tablet and floated in.

Although the stele looked ordinary, it seemed to be a dividing line, and after passing the stele, although the path still zigzagged forward, the trees and flowers on both sides of the road were noticeably scarcer.

First the grass on the ground gradually disappeared, then the low shrubs, and finally even the trees on both sides gradually thinned out.

Not to mention that the ground began to crack, but even the branches of the remaining trees had turned yellow, as if the land had been scorched due to the extreme lack of water in the vicinity.

Along the trail all the way forward, reaching the end, after turning a corner, even Yang Yifei, who had already known all this, couldn't help but show a look of amazement.

There was a large open space in front of him, and a wave of heat blowing from nowhere came in, making Yang Yifei almost feel like he had come to the River of Flames.

In the center of the clearing was a huge circular altar, the bottom of which hung in the air, and thirteen huge stone pillars made of white jade were three feet high to support the entire altar.

Among them, there are twelve white jade pillars on the edge of the altar, each of which is as thick as two people hugging, and the thickest white jade pillar in the middle of the altar looks like at least five or six people can hug it together.

Above the altar, all the buildings were made of a strange crimson stone, with balustrades, all of them.

In the center of the altar, there is a tall and majestic hall, in the shape of a pagoda, with three floors, each of which is about half smaller than the next, but each floor is almost incredibly high.

From a distance, this altar was simply a huge burning red flame, piercing the sky, and Yang Yifei was flying under this altar, almost like an ant, extremely small.

Yang Yifei secretly opened the flame resistance aura, and the extremely hot aura suddenly disappeared, and then he floated over silently.

In addition to the Xuanhuo Altar in front of him, there was nothing in the open space, and there was no cover, Yang Yifei floated to the bottom of the Xuanhuo Altar, hiding behind a thick white jade pillar, waiting for Shangguan Ce to leave.

It seems that the ghost king and they are doing a good job, and Yun Yilan has sent people to invite Shangguan Ce, proving that the war is extremely unfavorable to the Incense Valley.

It's not that Yang Yifei is afraid of Shangguan Ce, the main purpose of his visit is to save people, if he is against Shangguan Ce, it is inevitable that there will be extraneous branches, if he can't kill Shangguan Ce, I am afraid that he will be in danger of missing.

After all, the Xuanhuo Altar is Shangguan Ce's home field, there are eight fierce Xuanhuo Arrays here, and Xiaobai is locked up in the Xuanhuo Altar, if this guy has any means to kill Xiaobai, then Yang Yifei will be stupid.

Yang Yifei didn't wait long before he heard footsteps, and an old voice asked, "Do you know which sect of the Demon Sect is coming?" ”

Li Xun said respectfully: "Look at their magic weapons, they should be the people of the Ghost King Sect." ”

Shangguan Ce's eyes froze, he thought of the place where the main altar of the Ghost King Sect was located, and he had a faint guess in his heart, could it be because of the fox demon clan?

Yang Yifei waited patiently for a while, until the two of them left the Xuanhuo Altar, Shangguan Ce's sleeve robe waved, turned into a gray light and wrapped Li Xun in the sky, went far away, and then walked out of the hiding place.

Without a moment's delay, Yang Yifei's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the red hall on the Xuanhuo Altar.

The entire tower-like altar did not even have a window, and was all surrounded by huge red stones, except for a door at the lowest level, one foot high and six feet wide.

Although this door is painted with red paint, it is still different from the surrounding stone wall, but it is a wooden door, and if it is a stone door that is extremely heavy even the entrance and exit, it must be very troublesome.

Yang Yifei had an anti-fire aura on his body, and cast another "Ice Armor" on himself, plus a necromancer's "Bone Shield".

The Bone Shield absorbs melee damage, while the Ice Armor boosts physical defenses and fires ice projectiles at attackers from ranged attacks.

This move can improve defense, indicate the attacker's position, and at the same time, buy yourself a little reaction time, which can be described as a very practical defensive magic.

After doing a good job of protection, Yang Yifei reached out and pressed the wooden door, although this is a wooden door, but it still feels heavy.

Yang Yifei pushed it vigorously, and the heavy and thick door made a muffled "squeak" sound, slowly opened inward, and Yang Yifei raised his feet and walked in.

The inside of the Xuanhuo Altar was not bright, except for a glimmer of red light shining from nowhere, it seemed to be more dark, which did not match the surrounding hot environment.

Yang Yifei looked at the ground not far away, and he didn't know who had sketched eight fierce gods with different forms with extremely real brushwork.

These eight fierce gods are all fierce, and the killing intent in their eyes is like substance, and they are portrayed very expressively, as if these eight fierce gods are about to jump out at any time and give Yang Yifei a fatal blow.

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