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In the 100,000 mountains shrouded in layers of mist, I don't know how many mysterious and unknown things are hidden.

The 100,000 towering mountains cut off the north and south, and the people of the Central Plains could not go south, and it was difficult for those foreign barbarians to go north. Except for a dark and dark path only three feet wide, there is no other road that connects the north and south of the mountain.

The Incense Valley, one of the three major sects of the righteous path, is located here, and is responsible for guarding this path and guarding southern Xinjiang.

The night is deep, the moon is in the sky this night, the clouds are quite thick, there are not a few stars, but the moon is clear and bright, sprinkled to the world, and the earth under the eyes shines quite brightly.

Bai Fan stood with his hands in his hands, raised his eyes and looked out, after being separated by two lower mountains and a relatively flat wilderness, four tall peaks suddenly rose on the earth, interlocking and forming a valley. Behind these four tall mountain peaks, under the vast night, there are countless shadows, which are the boundless 100,000 mountains on the border of southern Xinjiang.

Among the four peaks at the forefront, there is the world-famous Incense Valley.

The night is deep, the moon is hanging high, and under the cold and clear light, there seems to be a hidden fog in the valley in the distance, floating faintly, looking like a light veil mist, with a bit of mystery in the beauty.

He was now dressed in a sackcloth shirt, with animal skins around his waist, and he was like a barbarian in the mountains, and even his appearance was rough and vicious. Sneaking into the Incense Valley this time is a big matter, once exposed, the consequences will be unimaginable, so he naturally wants to remove all traces related to Qingyun's disciple Bai Fan.

The three words "Incense Valley" are here on the border of southern Xinjiang, and they are as famous as thunder, and after Bai Fan came here, he easily knew where the Incense Valley was. But when it came time to really enter secretly, I found that things were a little tricky.

The patrol disciples in the valley are just that, with his cultivation as a supernatural power, they will not be able to detect any traces at all, but yesterday, when he avoided all the disciples and sneaked in, he only walked six or seven steps, and suddenly the alarm bell sounded, which really startled him, thinking that there were masters in the valley who surpassed Dao Xuan Zhenren and found him.

At that time, he didn't say a word, he dodged out, and after recalling for a long time, he remembered that it seemed to be mentioned in the original book, that there was a strange beast called the gray dolphin in this valley, although it had no magical ability, but its sense of smell was extremely strong, more than a hundred and ten times that of ordinary hunting dogs, and it must have been them who found it.

After a while, a dark cloud drifted in, just covering the crescent moon, and the earth fell into pitch black, Bai Fan took a deep breath and jumped directly from the cliff and fell into the valley.

After sensing the problem this time, he directly changed his own smell with the 'Illusion Body Technique', imitating a disciple of the Incense Valley.

Sure enough, after he sneaked into the valley this time, it was like entering a no-man's land, and no alarm bell rang again.

In the night, I saw more than a dozen paths, large and small, connected to each other, scattered like human blood, deep into the darkness in the depths of the Incense Valley.

On both sides of the road, there are either ordinary disciples' residences, or tall and majestic halls, and in the middle of these buildings, most of them are flowers and trees, Bai Fan glances, these are not his goals.

What he was looking for was an altar sealed with the nine-tailed fox Xiaobai, the one who stole the Xuanhuo Jian from the Incense Valley.

Although the demon fox clan succeeded in stealing the Xuanhuo Jian that time, in fact, it was a heavy number of casualties, the six tails were seriously injured, and the nine tails were also captured and sealed by the incense Gu Sheng, and the stolen Xuanhuo Jian was actually useless.

This treasure can summon the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons that burn all things, terrifying, and it is an existence in this world that can compete with the Zhuxian Sword Array and the Four Spirit Blood Array, but the premise is that there are Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Arrays, otherwise it is also a magic weapon equivalent to the Nine Heavens Divine Soldier, and it cannot be against the sky.

When it comes to the source, the real owner of this thing is the Linglong goddess of the Wu clan, but it just got into the hands of the Incense Valley somehow, and the Tianhu clan originally originated from southern Xinjiang, and it can't be said that it has some kind of inextricable connection with the Wu clan, so who took whose treasure is afraid that it is already a confused account.

But now that it is in Bai Fan's hands, this thing has nothing to do with the Incense Valley, and there is no reason for him to spit out anything he swallows.

Nine Heavens Divine Weapons such as the Dragon Slaying Sword and the Chiyan Sword were not as good as the Canglei Sword that he had refined himself, but the Zhuxian Sword, Fulong Ding, and Xuanhuo Jian were no longer mortal things because they could each launch powerful formations, and they had great magical powers, far beyond the scope of ordinary magic weapons, and could be called supreme treasures.

These few things are powerful to the sky, and the improvement of combat power is extremely huge, Rao is Bai Fan has learned the trick of sealing demon refining weapons, and he can't ignore them.

The ancient path is secluded, twisting and turning, Bai Fan hid his figure all the way, and he didn't know how long he walked, only to see a stone tablet standing in front of him, with two lines of eight characters engraved on it:

Flames

The disciple stopped.

Bai Fan paused, then smiled inexplicably, walked past the stone tablet, and walked inside, and at the same time secretly thought in his heart: If nothing else, the altar will be almost there.

After a few moments, after turning a small corner, he could not help but tremble, and a wave of heat hit, and in front of him appeared a large clearing, with a large circular altar in the center.

The bottom of this altar is suspended in the air, and thirteen huge stone pillars made of white jade are three feet high to support the entire altar, each of which is as thick as two people hugging together, and above the altar, all the buildings are made of a kind of crimson strange stone, steps, railings, all so, naturally exuding high temperatures.

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 that pierced the sky.

Such a miraculous workmanship can only be done by the Xiuzhen Sect, and mortals standing under this altar are almost as small as ants.

Bai Fan stared at this altar with heavy eyebrows, and groaned in his heart, it is impossible for a sect like this to be guarded by no one.

But in any case, since they have already arrived here, it is impossible to give up halfway, even if it is the Longtan Tiger's Den above, he must break through, and after being discovered, he will use his power to control the sun and escape directly.

As soon as he thought of this, he didn't hesitate, the 'Phantom Body Technique' was silently cast, and his temperament changed again, at this moment he hid all his breath and fluctuations, and the breeze under his feet moved slightly, attached to the soles of his feet, so that he stepped without the slightest sound.

At this moment, if no one directly saw Bai Fan with their eyes, they would not be able to perceive his existence at all, unless someone cultivated above him by a great realm. But now that he is in the realm of the Six Heavens of the Shangqing Dynasty, if such a person exists in the Incense Valley, he will not be suppressed by Qingyunmen all the time.

So he walked steadily and quickly, and climbed up the three white stone steps, and after one hundred and eight steps, finally came to the altar. Not far from him at the lowest level, there was a door one foot high and six feet wide.

"Squeak"

Bai Fan didn't hesitate, and directly pushed the door and walked in.

Inside the door, a faint red light shone out, and the air around him seemed to rise a little more, and it was extremely hot.

Bai Fan hurriedly held his breath and calmed down, and was in a huge hall, the source of the red light was in the center of the hall, a thing like a stone well, thin at the top and thick at the bottom.

He didn't look closer, the well was full of magma, and the altar was actually built in a volcanic crater.

And under the red light, it can be faintly seen that the floor around the stone well is carved with patterns, which are patterns of fierce gods, although they have a human body, but they have slightly curved horns like sheep's horns, and green fangs, very vicious and hideous.

These eight patterns are the formation diagram of the Eight Fierce Xuanhuo Array, but here in the Incense Valley can only be regarded as an imitation at most, and a flame beast can be summoned through that ancient well, but the power is far less than that of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon.

Bai Fan took a deep breath, he didn't mean to get closer, not that he was afraid of the fierce beast, but once the noise was too big, it would inevitably be discovered by the guardians, and his plan to rescue the nine-tailed sky fox could only be stillborn.

He had no breath at all, and even his heart stopped beating, like a stone floating into the air, and floated towards a hole at the top of the main hall.

There, the entrance to the second floor.

It was silent, a faint red light swept by, the waves were not alarmed, and the scorching waves in the stone well below were churning, but there was no sign of eruption.

At this moment, Bai Fan re-understood the role of the 'Phantom Body Technique'. Perhaps it was never born to fight, but to be the king who walks in the dark.

If there is light, there will be darkness, and if there is a fairy court, there will be an underworld, perhaps...... The origin of this recipe will be much greater than that of 'Xiao Zhou Tian's Body Protective Qi'.

Bai Fan thought secretly in his heart, but his eyes observed the surroundings.

On the second floor, the cold was suddenly overwhelming.

He stepped out lightly, and saw a faint pale blue shimmer emanating from all corners.

It was ice that had condensed for I don't know how many years, as if it was softly telling something.

There is no light here, Bai Fan's eyes are shining with a golden white light, but he can see everything clearly.

Ahead, in the deepest part of the darkness, a figure huddled silently.

Bai Fan looked there and walked away, and the existence in the darkness seemed to have also discovered him, and moved slightly.

Suddenly, a low and slightly surprised, soft and desolate woman's voice sounded faintly in the depths of the darkness: "You are not a disciple of the Incense Valley, how did you come here?" ”

Bai Fan stopped, expressionless, stared at her for a moment, and said slowly, "I'm here for you." (To be continued.) )