Early the next morning, Mo Yuchen took out the map in the ring and studied it again.

Find a second place suitable for the Innate Fire Spirit to devour.

Soon, on the map, he saw a place with a mid-level danger factor, located in the inner perimeter of the Nine Yang Burning Sky Valley.

However, according to the situation described above, although the strength of the fire demons here is only around the Ning Dan Realm, they are all born in groups.

Moreover, what made Mo Yuchen feel most tricky was that in each group of fire demons, there was also a fire demon lord, whose strength had reached the ninth level of the Ning Dan Realm.

At the same time, the recommended cultivation of this place is also a heavy Gundam Condensation Realm.

"It seems that this place is bound to be another bitter battle"

"I really can't do it, I can only fight as a real dragon. ”

"With the suppression of Long Wei like this, it may make them afraid. ”

Mo Yuchen's eyes flashed with a fierce look.

In the face of such a demon spirit, I am afraid that even if he tries his best, it will be useless to add sword intent.

However, seeing the power of the innate fire spirit, Mo Yuchen was unwilling to give up any opportunity to improve the innate fire spirit.

Therefore, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of him, he must break through and not be afraid of any danger at all.

"Speaking of which, I still have to thank the guy surnamed Cui. ”

"Otherwise, I don't know that there is Jiuyang Burning Sky Valley, a place suitable for the evolution of innate fire spirits. ”

"It seems that I will have to thank him well when I go back this time. ”

As soon as Mo Yuchen thought of Elder Cui and Liang Wenbo in the Zixiao Sword Sect, he hated it so much that he couldn't suppress the murderous aura on his body.

After deciding on the walking route, Mo Yuchen cleaned up, walked out of the cave, and walked towards his destination.

......

Two days later, the boy was like an ape, churning in a fiery wood, with great speed.

The inner perimeter of this Burning Sky Valley is truly a treasure land of experience.

In the two days he was on the road, Mo Yuchen had encountered no less than thirty waves of experienced people, among them, whether it was the True Martial Xuan Palace or the Zixiao Sword Sect, the number was basically mixed.

For the people of the Zhenwu Xuangong, Mo Yuchen followed the instructions given to him by the senior brother, as long as he encountered them, they would all be killed.

However, just after Mo Yuchen wiped out a wave of Xuan Palace disciples who were in a hurry, he learned from their memories that there was a tomb of the Sword Emperor nearby.

It was a disciple of the True Martial Xuangong who accidentally discovered it.

Now these people who were killed by Mo Yuchen are ready to rush over to support their fellow brothers.

"Sword Emperor Tomb. ”

Mo Yuchen took out a small sword from the ring, with a smile on his face, and muttered slowly.

He couldn't help but secretly rejoice that he hadn't abandoned this little sword some time ago.

Otherwise, it is estimated that he will regret his death now.

In this way, Mo Yuchen immediately made a decision and took a step towards the direction of the tomb.

After jumping over a few hills, Mo Yuchen found the entrance to the tomb in a fiery red bush, exuding an ancient atmosphere.

Mo Yuchen bent his waist and cautiously walked into the tomb.

First of all, what caught his eye was a magnificent underground palace, but at this time, the stone door of the underground palace had been violently broken, and the door was in a mess, and there were rubbles everywhere.

And directly above the stone gate, there are four big characters engraved with dragons flying and phoenixes dancing - the tomb of the Sword Emperor.

Mo Yuchen looked at these four big characters, feeling as if he was immersed in the world of swords, and the sharp sword intent stabbed his eyes with a faint pain.

The young man quickly took his eyes off the four big characters and rubbed his eyes with palpitations.

At the same time, the young man saw through the stone gate that in the depths of the underground palace, there seemed to be two groups of people holding each other against each other, and neither of them wanted to do it first.

From the clothes on their bodies, it could be seen that three were people from the Zixiao Sword Sect, while the other four were disciples of the True Martial Xuan Palace.

"Yan Xuehai, your Zixiao Sword Sect is really shameless. ”

"This Sword Emperor Tomb was discovered by our True Martial Xuan Palace, and you are embarrassed to intervene in it. ”

A disciple of the True Martial Xuan Palace glared at the three people of the Zixiao Sword Sect with cold eyes, and shouted angrily with dissatisfaction.

The three Xuangong disciples beside him also echoed a few times, with murderous intent in their eyes, forming a semicircle, tightly surrounding the three disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect.

It seems that he intends to take advantage of the large number of people and kill them first.

"Shentu, since ancient times, treasures have been inhabited by virtuous people. ”

"What's more, this Sword Emperor's tomb is not buried in your father, do you still want to monopolize it alone?"

"Don't think that there are many of you, I, Yan Xuehai, will be afraid of you, and it is not certain who will kill the deer. ”

Yan Xuehai, a disciple of the Sword Sect, had a smooth and fair face, revealing an angular cold hand, and his dark and deep eyes flashed with a ruthless color, staring at the four Xuangong disciples viciously.

And the people who followed Yan Xuehai were Bian Dazhuang, who had just met Mo Yuchen not long ago, and a young man with a disheveled hair.

The young man with his hair scattered looked at the four people opposite nervously, constantly swallowing saliva, and his face was full of solemnity.

He knew that the four Xuangong disciples in front of him were not ordinary people who were messy.

Judging from their aura, at least three of them were people above Ning Dan's eightfold level, and Na Shentu was already famous.

"Hmph, I advise you to fuck off on your own. ”

"Otherwise, as soon as the fellow disciples behind us arrive, death will be a luxury for you. ”

A bewitching man beside Shen Tu snorted coldly in a sharp voice.

"Men and women are not women, what are you Xuangong disciples, come and kill one Lao Tzu. ”

As soon as the bewitching man's voice fell, Yan Xuehai immediately sneered disdainfully.

Although he didn't have any supporting fellow disciples on his side, he was still fearless and didn't take the Xuangong disciples in his eyes at all.

"Hey, I shouldn't have promised this idiot to come with me. ”

When Bian Dazhuang heard this, he chuckled in his heart, and he was very helpless about Yan Xuehai's arrogance.

According to the practice of normal people, they should have taken this opportunity to temporarily withdraw from the tomb and notify the same door before making plans.

But this Yan Xuehai was still making a lot of nonsense at this time, mocking the disciples of the Xuangong Palace, wasn't he looking for death!

Maybe when the fight starts later, he Yan Xuehai can wait for an opportunity to escape by virtue of his high cultivation, but the two of them with low cultivation will definitely die.

Therefore, now Bian Dazhuang is in his heart, and he has already greeted Yan Xuehai's whole family in his heart.

Sure enough, he guessed correctly, and when the four Xuangong disciples on the opposite side heard the sound, the killing intent on their faces was even worse.

"Yan Xuehai, don't be too angry and flash your tongue. Shen Tu had a strong murderous aura on his face, and a vast aura pressed towards the three people of the Sword Sect.

"The tone is not big, do you know soon after you let the horse come?" Yan Xuehai still did not show weakness and mocked the Xuangong disciples led by Shen Tu.

Yan Xuehai's arrogance provoked the hearts of the four Xuangong disciples to be very angry.