This matter is related to the survival of the beast, and the beast has been surviving by the protection of the phoenix stone for hundreds of years.

The phoenix stone is lost, and soon the beast capital will be exposed to the world, and then countless people in the rivers and lakes want to come to the beast capital to practice and hunt for treasures, like this, the beast clan is gone, and it is not easy to find the clue of Wei Guozhong after silently finding it, who knows that he refuses to say it, and a ghost comes out of thin air and inserts a foot.

The four valleys are the places where the four marquis live, namely Chishui Valley - Meng Ling, Cold Ice Valley - Huaqi Chi, Flame Valley - Wulie and Tieyan Valley - Roaring Heaven; The eight rocks are wolf rock, snake rock, rat rock, monkey rock, cow rock, cat rock, mantis rock, raccoon rock, and there is a fog forest as a natural barrier for the beast capital, surrounding the surroundings, so that people can not find it.

This is one of the reasons why the beasts are hidden in the world and unknown to everyone.

Before he reached the Valley of Flames, he saw a ball of fire rushing towards him, Meng Ling raised his eyebrows, and as soon as he grabbed the void, the flames were instantly extinguished, leaving only a large black and bare man with two lines of tears still flying towards him.

Meng Ling dodged in disgust, and walked into the interior of the Flame Valley, a wave of heat rushed to his face, and then a fire dragon opened his mouth to swallow Meng Ling, Meng Ling directly ignored this vicious fire dragon, and was not afraid, he simply passed through the body of the fire dragon and entered the inner hall, unscathed.

But this fire dragon seemed to be seriously injured, and it flew into the ground and never came out again.

At this time, the black charcoal man who was hiding outside walked in with a swagger, and said to Meng Lingzuo, who was sitting on the side: "Thank you Meng Hou for your rescue!" As he spoke, he showed his teeth again.

Meng Ling looked at his embarrassed appearance and smiled unconsciously.

Wu Lie was relieved when he saw that Meng Ling was not angry because of the offense just now, and said with a smile: "Hehe, Meng Hou, you always drink tea here first, let me go wash and wash it first, this is also disrespectful to you, besides, I can't do it all over." ”

Meng Ling covered his nose and waved his sleeves at him. Wu Lie turned around and ran towards the side hall, shouting as he ran: "Come on, give Meng Hou the one that I have treasured for a hundred years, Lao Tzu can't remember clearly, hurry up, do you hear?" ”

Meng Ling looked around the main hall, it was still the same, there were two sandalwood chairs in the middle, and about ten meters long pine and green Han Bai were hung against the wall, which was probably the most elegant part of the whole hall, and in other places, in addition to a few tables and chairs, there were rows of all kinds of divine weapons.

"Meng Hou, please use tea," a girl dressed in armed clothes lowered her head to tea and whispered: "This is the Songzhen Biya tea specially left for you by Wuhou, which has been buried in the ground for nearly a hundred years. ”

Meng Ling took the white-skinned lacquered flower teacup and asked, "You guys have always dressed like this in the Flame Valley?" Yahuan responded: "Yes, Wuhou said that it is convenient to do this, and you must always be fully prepared to face unforeseen crises in the Valley of Flames!" ”

"This rough man still has such a delicate mind!" Meng Ling floated a smile, let this girl ring retreat, take a sip, and spit it out, he frowned, how can this tea have a strange smell? It's just undrinkable.

"Slack, slack!" Wu Lie strode in, changed his black charcoal embarrassment, wore a tiger skin short coat, a short knife hanging from his waist, the beard that had been long to the cheeks was now bare and a few curled up into a ball, his thick figure looked like a tower, he pulled the stool and sat down, causing the table and stool to tremble.

"I said Meng Ling, why are you not satisfied with this tea? Don't think that if you are the head of the four marquis, I am afraid of you," Wu Lie thought that Meng Ling looked down on this tea and became angry: "If you don't drink it, I'll drink it!" ”

Saying that, he grabbed the cup in front of Meng Ling, and ran it all on his back, "cough, cough, cough" He suddenly pinched his neck, and pulled it into his mouth with one hand.