Taking advantage of the chaos in Fanxiang Valley, Mo Li's body moved quickly and quickly, and with his many skills, he easily gained countless disciples of Fanxiang Valley.

Soon.

He entered the Van Xiang Valley and emerged, completely isolated from the world in front of him.

However, to Mo Li's surprise, there is an inexplicable tranquility here.

No matter how slow and soft the footsteps are, there will still be a slight sound of footsteps.

One step, two steps......

He walked very slowly, all the way to five steps, all the same.

Stop, ponder for a moment, and try to take a step.

"Ding..."

Almost as his feet hit the ground, a crisp bell suddenly rang in front of him.

In this silence spread far away.

"Huh?"

Mo Li's expression wrinkled slightly, it was a little interesting, there was such a means.

It seems that the Van Xiang Valley is not for nothing.

After thinking about it for a while, he took out the black mask belt from the space ring to avoid being recognized by others.

His skills are indeed not weak, but this is the residence of Fanxiang Valley after all.

If something unexpected happens, it will not be good for him after all.

However, such a bell is not without flaws, as long as he stops moving, it will not ring.

Since walking around will produce a ringtone, then don't go, and immediately decide to fly directly to the depths.

Really.

That headache-inducing ringtone didn't appear.

With a slight smile, the figure disappeared into the dark passage.

Shortly after he left, an old man with gray hair appeared here, looked left and right, and turned away after making sure there was nothing abnormal.

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Soon.

Mo Li's figure appeared in front of a quiet path, looking at the white stone tablet standing next to him, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "Xuanhuo is heavy, disciple stop!" ”

"I'm not a disciple of your Fanxiang Valley, don't stop!"

Muttered twice.

Raised his feet and walked past the stele.

The stone tablet looked ordinary, but it seemed to be a dividing place.

After the stone monument, although the path still stretches forward in the same zigzag, the trees and flowers on both sides of the road are obviously much rarer.

As the progress becomes less and less, it should be related to the "Xuanhuo Altar"!

After walking for five minutes, a huge clearing appeared in front of me, and I suddenly felt a heat wave rushing towards my face.

In the center of the clearing stands a large circular altar.

It is the symbol of Fanxiang Valley: "Xuanhuo Altar!" ”

There is a three-story palace on top of the Xuanhuo Altar, which presents the shape of a pagoda, with a narrow design style at the top and wide at the bottom.

Huge flames filled the surroundings, exuding a terrifying heat.

Mo Li stood under this altar, almost like an ant, extremely small.

However, whether this altar is a masterpiece or not, it has nothing to do with him.

He didn't come here to go to this altar in his heart, but to run for the white fox.

White fox, nine-tailed sky fox.

Zhu Xianzhong has lived for a long time, and he is completely a living fossil.

With her by her side, many things can be known as soon as you ask.

At the same time, it is also the best in the world.

Don't miss it.

After looking at the Xuanhuo Altar twice, Mo Li's body moved, turned into a streamer and disappeared in place, heading upward.

Passing through the wooden door of the Xuanhuo Altar, there are several strange statues of gods in my eyes, which are different from the gods worshiped in the Central Plains, and they are completely like they came from a foreign land.

Beyond the stone statue, through a long corridor, Mo Li came to a fire well, and the blazing heat made him frown slightly.

There are eight fierce beast stone statues standing around the fire well, which are the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Array of Fanxiang Valley.

Mo Li looked at it carefully and did not enter rashly.

In the original work, if Zhang Xiaofan had not inherited Xuanhuojian, he would definitely 'die' in this position.

Although Mo Li was confident, he didn't want to test this formation in person.

Looking left and right, I found a passage above, which was extremely dark, and it should be the second layer of the Xuanhuo Altar.

"Huh?"

Mo Li hesitated a little and flew into the passage.

The dark passage did not block his view, and he soon came to the front of a stone platform with a groove in the shape of a token.

It should be the place where it is placed in the Xuanhuo Sword.

In later generations, Zhang Xiaofan put Xuanhuo Jian into this position in order to enter the place where Xiaobai was imprisoned.

Now that he doesn't have a Xuanhuo Jian, it is a little difficult to open the stone platform.

But...

It's just a difficulty.

"Little evil, can the Xuanhuo Jian prevent it from coming out?"

Mo Li took the lead in asking for help from the system, and if it couldn't help, he was thinking of other ways.

[Ding, back to the host, you can!] 】

The mechanical sound of the little evil sounded.

"At what cost?"

Mo Li asked.

【Ding! There are three types of Flame Prevention Tokens! 】

【Ding! The first one, a primary item, will expire immediately after use, and the required item is: a piece of Xuanhuo Crystal. 】

【Ding! The second type, multiple supplies, can be used multiple times, and the items required are: a Heavenly Emperor Stone! 】

【Ding! The third type, perfect copy, like the real thing, the required items: Zhuxian Sword / Fu Long Ding, etc. 】

Xiao Xie introduced three kinds.

"Make the first one!"

The latter two are really good, but it's a pity that Su Yang doesn't have those things.

In an instant, after paying a piece of Xuanhuo Crystal, an imitation Xuanhuo Jian appeared in front of his eyes.

The system is produced, and it is really a high-quality product.

Although the imitation Xuanhuo Jian is a one-time one, the appearance is extremely cool, and it also contains powerful energy.

After playing with the Xuanhuo Jian for a while, and then putting it into the dent, it turned out to be seamless.

A moment later, suddenly a dull sound came from overhead.

Mo Li looked up, only to see the stone slab above his head slowly retreat in a low voice, revealing a stone cave.

Almost at the same time, the temperature around him suddenly dropped unbelievably suddenly, from the original heat to the cold as ice in an instant.

With the faint red light, you can even see a trace of cold white gas floating down from the round hole leading to the third floor.

Since different forces have strangely appeared in one place, it is really incredible.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Mo Li's mouth, looking at the imitation Xuanhuo Jian that had turned into ashes, he shook his head and flew directly towards the highest layer.

The air around was getting colder, and the heat from the crater below didn't seem to be able to affect it at all.

So much so that when Mo Li stepped on the ground on the third layer, he found that there was a thick block of ice under his feet.

Again, there was no light here, it was pitch black.

I don't know if the founding patriarch of Fanxiang Valley is blind or not, and there is no problem with the light source.

Grumbling twice, he continued to walk forward.

As you walk, the temperature gets cooler and lower.

The exhaled haze instantly turned into ice crystals and fell to the ground.

Da Da ...

He walked slowly forward, the sound of his footsteps on the ice echoing, breaking the silence that seemed eternal.

Suddenly.

A low and slightly surprised, soft and desolate woman's voice sounded faintly in the depths of the darkness: "Who are you, not from Fanxiang Valley?" ”