If the true yuan is strong to the extreme, flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, and plants, trees, bamboos and stones can be used as swords.

Under the injection of Gu Feng Zhenyuan, the speed and power of those stones were not inferior to bullets, and they swished out, breaking through the air.

Those ghost cultivators stood on the narrow mountain road, unable to advance or retreat, and there was no way to dodge at all, so they were hit one after another and fell down.

"Who?" they roared, but there was not a single figure in sight.

"What about people?"

"Boss, this alchemy valley is haunted!"

"A few people have already fallen off the cliff! What should we do? We're going to die!"

......

Those ghost cultivators screamed one after another.

The skeletal ghost cultivator who walked in the forefront was annoyed and ashamed, and reprimanded fiercely: "Shut up! You are ghost cultivators, are you still afraid of ghosts? Even if it is a thousand-year-old evil ghost, it will not escape our palms!"

"Yes, we are ghost cultivators, and we are still afraid of ghosts?"

"I'm scared!"

"Boss Wise!"

......

Those ghost cultivators screamed after realizing it.

"Don't talk nonsense, let go of your little ghosts, I want to see what the hell is going on?" the skeleton ghost Xiu roared, his anger not fighting, his eyes were extremely sharp, and he shot around like a sword.

Wow!

Those ghost cultivators were all black and cold, and the demons with blue faces and fangs came out of their hands, hovering in them, letting out bursts of terrible roars.

These evil ghosts have been refined by ghost cultivation, and they seem to have some kind of strange characteristics, and they are revealing their shapes in broad daylight.

A pair of bloody eyes stared around, firmly surrounding many ghost cultivators.

Gu Feng clenched the invisible jade talisman, and those evil ghosts passed by him one by one, but left as if they were blind.

He was very sorry, knowing that he had lost the opportunity to continue.

As long as he has the slightest trouble, he will be detected by these evil spirits, and there will be nothing to hide!

Gu Feng wisely hid and did not continue to attack.

He deliberately lightened his steps, his figure fluttered, turned into a breeze, and followed silently.

Without the secret attack, those ghost cultivators also relaxed, and the more than a thousand long treacherous cliff paths quickly walked through.

Under the leadership of the skeleton ghost cultivator at the head, these people did not stop walking, without the slightest intention of looking for the ghost cultivator who fell off the cliff, and hurriedly walked forward.

The mountain path winds its way down the valley like a long, boundless snake.

Gu Feng followed the ghost cultivation and walked in it, surrounded by a thick cloud miasma, and as far as the eye could see, the mountains were ups and downs, hidden and appearing, and the clouds were really deep and unknown!

But in this fairy ethereal landscape, there is a deadly killing machine.

The sunlight casts down, and the clouds are colorful, revealing a strange charm that makes people dizzy.

Both Gu Feng and Ghost Cultivator were vigilant, holding their breath, not daring to be careless.

The ancient ruins have survived through the ages, and even ordinary things have become miraculous, and their power is unpredictable.

If you don't get into it, who knows what you'll encounter?

In particular, Hua Guogui is the only ancient country of the four ancient civilizations that has survived to this day, with the longest history and a long history of myths and legends, so the ancient ruins of Hua are generally the most dangerous in the world.

Every desolate ancient relic is born, even the top famous faction has to use a lot of manpower and material resources to conquer it!

Gu Feng's eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he looked around, not missing the slightest movement.

Those ghost cultivators also had tense faces and shot with all their might.

Phew!

The ghosts wept and wailed incessantly.

Ghost figures hovered in the air, piercing through the ground and cliffs, constantly probing for something.

Gu Feng didn't dare to get too close, for fear that the fluctuations emanating from the True Yuan would cause them to be vigilant.

The valley is deep, like a huge mouth split in the earth, and the figure is like an ant, walking slowly.

At the foot is a sheep intestine trail winding down the mountain, and I don't know where it leads.

I don't know how long it has been, but the foot of the ancient peak is still the long and endless mountain road, as if there is no end, the surrounding scenery is extremely monotonous, and people are about to become numb!

Suddenly, he came to his senses, "What's the matter? I should have reached the bottom of the valley at my speed, why are I still here?"

His face was cloudy, and there was a faint guess.

All the places of spiritual beauty have their own miraculous, feng shui naturally forms a formation, has the effect of confusing people's hearts, and ordinary people cannot approach.

The valley may be the same.

Gu Feng's eyes swept and stared at the winding mountain road under his feet, feeling that this strange thing was in it.

He looked far away, and saw that the mountain road was like a long snake coiled in the mountains, ups and downs, intricate, forming a strange layout, making people unpredictable and dizzy.

"Could it be that we have been spinning in place all this time!" Gu Feng's heart moved, and his gaze at those ghost cultivators was extremely deep, I don't know if they saw the strangeness of this place.

Walked for more than an hour!

Those ghost cultivator faces became more and more impetuous, and gradually realized that something was wrong, and shouted one after another

"Boss, what's going on? We've been walking for so long, it's getting dark! Why haven't we reached the bottom yet?"

"Yes! From the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley is more than 20,000 meters at most, and we can walk it in a maximum of one hour at our speed!"

"This doesn't make sense!"

......

"Shut up!" the skeleton ghost Xiu snorted coldly, his eyes became extremely cold, and he suddenly spoke, "Coiling Snake Dao, it really deserves its reputation!"

"Snake Circle?" the ghosts looked at each other.

Gu Feng also pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

"According to what the Commander said, this snake path is a large array naturally formed by the Refining Medicine Valley, which is a heaven and earth of its own, making it difficult for people to get out of the wrong direction, and they are trapped here alive!"

"What should I do then?" the ghost cultivators asked in shock.

The way of the formation, the mystery and the mystery, the natural formation of the large array is even more above the artificial formation, the most difficult to crack!

With their strength, it is difficult to forcibly break through the siege of the formation!

"Don't worry!, all of this is expected by the leader!" A disapproving smile flashed across the skeleton ghost cultivator's face, and he suddenly bit his thumb and drew a circular formation on the ground with his own blood, and the mysterious runes exuded a cold and seeping aura.

"What is he doing here?" Gu Feng stood on a high place and looked over from a distance, his face confused.

Rumble!

The ground beneath the blood runes roared, and it gradually arched up, getting higher and higher.

It seems that there is a behemoth about to break out of it.

Laugh at!

Like the sound of a balloon leaking, the dirt bag burst, and bursts of black gas as thick as ink emitted a faint pungent stench.

A huge body slowly stood up from the black mist, ten meters high, with huge horns soaring into the sky, a bull-headed human body!

This is another minotaur!