"Ugh."

Ji Ning shook his head slightly, and with a wave of his sleeve, he rolled up the fragments that Fu Longding exploded into a ball, and threw them into the miniature black hole transformed by the blood-devouring beads, and then urged the mana to completely wear it out and refine it.

With the blessing of the three thousand Taiyin ghost soldiers, his mana soared, and he was worthy of fighting with a monk of Dan Cheng's lower grade.

What is gained is vast, and nature is lost in subtlety.

The Demon Fox Xiaoliu and the Demon Fox Xiaosan on the side were dumbfounded, and this series of changes made the two of them a little unable to react.

"Three days later, we will leave for the Valley of Incense."

After Ji Ning left this sentence, he escaped into the hidden dragon abyss at the foot of Kongsang Mountain to rest, leaving the Dayan Temple to the two fox spirits.

Three days later, in the early morning, a high-pitched phoenix chirped through the sky, only to see a golden cloud rising from Kongsang Mountain, under the reflection of the morning sun, it was even more brilliant.

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The Badlands of Southern Xinjiang is the extreme south of the vast land of Shenzhou, with poor mountains and bad waters, rich in all kinds of poisonous insects and beasts.

The most obvious boundary between this and the Central Plains is the mountain range that suddenly rises like a flat land in the far south. Tall and majestic mountains are connected one after another, towering into the sky, separating the north and the south.

Legend has it that in the south of the endless mountains, there are all kinds of barbarian alien races, who drink blood, are cruel and easy to kill, and among them there are terrifying orcs who eat human flesh.

It's just that 100,000 towering mountains cut off the north and south, and the people of the Central Plains can't go south, and those alien barbarians can't go north.

The only tunnel connecting the north and south is guarded by the Incense Valley of the three major sects of the righteous path, so in the hearts of the local people, this sect has a very high reputation and is revered as a first-class immortal.

The night was deep, the moon was high, and there were a few faint stars in the sky.

The rolling mountains stand majestically and criss-cross, which is completely different from the mountains in the Central Plains, a little less beautiful and quiet, and a little more majestic and precipitous.

Looking at it from a distance, it actually revealed a sense of slaughter.

Ji Ning raised his eyes and looked out, and after separating 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 in front is the world-famous Incense Valley.

Under the cold and clear light, there seemed to be a hidden fog in the valley in the distance, floating faintly, looking like a light veil mist, like a dream.

Demon Fox Xiaoliu and Demon Fox Xiaosan teamed up to perform illusions, blurring the boundaries between reality and illusion.

One person and two foxes are like three mysterious ghosts, quietly walking into the Incense Valley.

Not long ago, I was greeted by a patchwork of palaces and pavilions.

Although the Incense Valley is low-key on weekdays, it is a great sect that has been thriving for nearly 800 years, and what has gradually emerged along the way is where the foundation of this sect lies.

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, mixed in the middle of these buildings, mostly flowers and trees, there are green bamboos and cold plums, and there are also bright and magnificent peonies and peonies, which are in groups with each other, looking at each other from a distance, and the surrounding halls are integrated, each with its own style.

Soon after, they set out on a deep path that led deep into the valley, and after not going far, no other houses were to be seen.

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.

Ahead, a white stone tablet appeared next to the road, with two lines of big characters engraved on it: "Xuanhuo Heavy Land, disciple stop!" ”

The stele looked ordinary, but it was a place of demarcation.

After passing the stone monument, although the path still zigzags forward, the trees and flowers on both sides of the road are much rarer.

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.

After turning a corner, there was a large clearing in front of me, and a wave of heat blowing in from nowhere.

In the center of the clearing was a large circular altar with a large circular altar suspended from the bottom, supported by a huge stone pillar made of thirteen white jade stones three feet high.

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, steps, railings, and so on.

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.

Ji Ning and the two fox spirits stood under this altar, almost like ants, extremely small.

The altar was empty, there was no cover, but there was no one to guard it,

"Mr. Ji, this is the Xuanhuo Altar, guarded by Shangguan Ce, a master of the Incense Valley. This person is profound, comprehends the principle of anode yin life, and the magic weapon 'Nine Cold Condensing Ice Thorn' is the world's first-class treasure, and the power is extraordinary. You have to be careful. ”

Demon Fox Xiaoliu's voice trembled faintly, and the fear in his expression lingered.

More than 200 years ago, he was stabbed into the fox vein by Shangguan Ce with the Nine Cold Condensing Ice Thorn, which damaged the foundation of Taoism, and the methamphetamine attacked his heart and body day and night. Later, if he hadn't met Ji Ning, he would have died in the end.

Although he is now out of trouble, he has left a serious psychological shadow, which is commonly known as "inner demons".

Ji Ning nodded, not arrogantly thinking that he was invincible in the world because he had cultivated the Great Five Elements Yin Yang Yuan Magnetic Extermination Divine Light.

One person and two foxes came to the foot of the Xuanhuo Altar and walked up the stairs.

But the higher I went, the more I felt the heat, and even the wind blowing in the night sky became extremely hot, as if the foot was not stepping on the red stone, but the real flame.

Even if he practiced like Ji Ning, he actually felt a burst of upset, and there was a faint sweat on his forehead.