The two of them were looking into the distance and thinking, when suddenly there was the sound of hurried footsteps behind them.

"The wind is less! Oh no, we disturbed the reclusive powerhouse. ”

Hall Master Li ran over panting, and immediately panicked.

"Take me there!"

Zhao Xiaofeng turned around, his face condensed slightly, and immediately took Ye Jie and Hall Master Li to a valley away.

At this time, Hall Master Liu led everyone to surround the entire valley, outside the valley birds and flowers, a spring is next to the valley, and the water source is flowing from this spring.

Coming here, Zhao Xiaofeng was stunned, through the simple stone gate at the entrance of the valley, he could see that it was simply a paradise inside.

"Great place!"

Zhao Xiaofeng nodded lightly.

"Bold thief, don't leave quickly, or wait for our master to come out and destroy you all!"

Looking around, I saw two young warriors, a man and a woman, standing at the entrance of the valley with swords, and more than a dozen men and women behind them, all of whom were young warriors.

Although there are few of them, the first two are innate martial artists, and the more than ten people behind them are also the best in the acquired realm, and the lowest is also the cultivation of the late acquired stage.

The two of them were congenital martial artists before, and they didn't dare to act rashly, but at this time, Feng Shao and Ye Protector came over, and they were full of confidence, listening to a yellow-haired boy and a yellow-haired girl blowing lies here, where would they keep their mouths.

"Two soil babies, when you see that we have less wind, don't let us go, let me wait to go into the valley to rest, otherwise you will all be killed, the male will be castrated and fed to the dog, and the female will be raised as a little daughter-in-law. ”

Such rude words, everyone was embarrassed, that is, Zhao Xiaofeng thought that he was extremely thick-skinned, it was all shame, where could the more than ten young martial artists on the other side endure it, a martial artist at the peak of the day after tomorrow drew his sword and flew out, and went straight to Hall Master Liu.

"The thief dares to be presumptuous, eat me with a sword!"

"Guts!"

Hall Master Liu raised the big knife and strode forward.

"Ding!"

The swords intersected, and Hall Master Liu was shocked back two steps, while the young warrior flew out upside down with his strength, and after landing on the ground, he shook his sword and lifted his sword forward again.

This young martial artist's swordsmanship is extraordinary, but Liu Tang is a powerful big sword, he is very strong, and he has brute strength, but he is thick and thin, and his sword skills are not bad, plus he has a lot of combat experience, just a few moves to suppress the opponent can only resist and difficult to attack.

"Stop!"

A loud shout came, and a powerful blue-green true qi rushed out of the valley and headed straight for Hall Master Liu.

Zhao Xiaofeng frowned, and with a wave of his hand, the blood-colored true qi came first, blocking this true qi.

The two powerful True Qi collided, and when Hall Master Liu saw this, he immediately withdrew his big sword and jumped back, avoiding the aftermath of the True Qi.

But the young martial artist was not so lucky, he was already suppressed and beaten by Hall Master Liu, if it weren't for the timely support of this True Qi, his life would depend on whether Hall Master Liu wanted to take it or not, at this time, he was flustered and flew out by the aftermath of True Qi, and rolled down the hillside.

Hall Master Liu walked over and looked at the guy who was rolling away, shook his head, and walked quickly behind Zhao Xiaofeng.

At this time, a middle-aged Taoist with a fairy wind bone held a whisk of dust and walked to the gate of the valley with two delicate boys and girls.

"Go and get your third senior brother back," the middle-aged Daoist said to the young martial artists, and then looked at Zhao Xiaofeng.

"At the foot of the mountain is the secret realm of the Ghost Spirit Valley, but my Yuzhu Valley has not treated a guest for a few years ago, your Excellency is not a blood slave of the Blood Spirit King of the Netherworld, I don't know what is coming?" said the middle-aged Taoist priest who stared at Zhao Xiaofeng with his head raised.

"Yesterday I was chased by a blood monster, I pinched its beads in a fit of rage, and accidentally provoked a body of blood, but it wasn't a blood slave," Zhao Xiaofeng frowned before replying.

"I don't know that there is already a master here, but my two hundred brothers urgently need a good place to rest, seeing that the scenery in your valley is picturesque, and the birds are singing, can I borrow you Yuzhu Valley for a few nights?"

"A secluded place, a quiet place, so many guests, many inconveniences," the middle-aged Taoist priest said with a blank face.

"You can take this valley as your own, and it is inconvenient to ask for more if you don't borrow it, but there is only one valley around this water source, so we can rest outside this valley," Zhao Xiaofeng said with a smile.

"This Yuzhu Valley is a place where I have been cultivating for more than ten years, and I hope that Your Excellency will lead your subordinates to rest a few miles away, there is a water source and there are more demon beasts to hunt," the middle-aged Taoist priest's face gradually became ugly.

Zhao Xiaofeng laughed secretly, obviously wanting to take a step back, but he wanted to save face in front of his disciples.

Shaking his head, since there is a lord's land, Zhao Xiaofeng doesn't want to snatch it, so he nodded to the middle-aged Taoist priest and said, "Since there is a water source elsewhere, then don't bother." ”

After speaking, Zhao Xiaofeng led everyone to leave in the direction pointed by the middle-aged Taoist priest.

"Master, why don't you get rid of these demons!"

The male disciple of the middle-aged Taoist's two innate disciples looked at Zhao Xiaofeng's departing figure and asked the middle-aged Taoist priest suspiciously.

"If my realm could go further, I would have already made a move, but at this time, I am not the opponent of this blood demon," the middle-aged Taoist priest said solemnly.

"This blood demon is so strong, even the master is not an opponent," among the innate disciples, the female disciple looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest in surprise.

The middle-aged Taoist priest shook his head, looked solemnly into the distance, and thought silently.

......

"What do you think of that valley?" Zhao Xiaofeng said, looking at Ye Jie.

"Yes, it is indeed a place of cultivation," Ye Jie nodded and replied, "It's a pity that it is already a land with a master, but I think that middle-aged Daoist is definitely a strong person in the condensation period, and even in the Gang Qi period." ”

"The peak of condensation," Zhao Xiaofeng said, "Since we have decided to establish a force here, I think that valley is really very suitable." ”

"It's all up to Feng Shao to decide," Ye Jie hesitated for a moment and said.

Zhao Xiaofeng nodded, turned around and looked at the Yuzhu Valley behind him, shook his head, and smiled slightly.

The group climbed over two mountains, and heard the sound of the waterfall in the distance, and suddenly everyone was happy.

Instead of having a full stomach, they also need to wash it well, after all, they are not wild people who drink blood, their whole body is covered with corpse water left by the walking corpses, and some of their blood is stained, and they can't stand it for a long time.

Zhao Xiaofeng found a fruit tree, ate two fruits, and sat cross-legged on the spot.

Some of the others went to find firewood to make a fire, some hunted around under the leadership of the two hall masters, and the rest of the idle people quickly jumped into the spring water under the waterfall, and the rapids that sloped down washed away the filth on their bodies, and in a blink of an eye, the clear spring water was filthy, but fortunately, the water of the waterfall was big enough that it would not be long before all the filth could be washed away.

At this time, after Zhao Xiaofeng felt the uncontrollable blood-colored true qi, he directly gave up the idea of being familiar with it, and his mind sank into the sea of knowledge.

Whether it was the black-robed Daoist in the Netherworld who said that he was a blood slave before, or the word blood slave in the mouth of the middle-aged Daoist just now, it made Zhao Xiaofeng feel irritable for a while, knowing that there was still a hidden danger after all.

But the white-robed old man didn't mention this matter before, Zhao Xiaofeng didn't believe it, he didn't know, it seemed that whether he could get rid of it could only rely on himself, or by knowing the list of skills in the sea.