Seeing the people coming, the tense scene calmed down suddenly, although they did not look restrained, after all, they all knew the temper of the ghost hand master, but their expression was extremely respectful, this was their old-timer in the free door, and there was still the name of an elder on his body, if it was about status, even the current sect master had to bow his head first when he saw him, and he was polite. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He Liang supported his master, with some disdain in his eyes, although he didn't dare to be too public, he was still captured by some seniors, but he looked like a ghost hand master when he was young.

The Ghost Hand Master glanced at everyone and shook his head slightly.

"The saint was martyred for Nie Wentian, although she doesn't know where to go now, but she is not dead, how can you easily say that the saint has abandoned me at the Escape Gate?"

The body of the crowd trembled, and everyone present knew who this was said to.

The person who teased him before couldn't help but lower his head, how could he not dare to be presumptuous in front of the ghost hand master.

However, the Ghost Hand Master does not intend to care, every force has scum, not to mention that most of the people who put aside their personal grievances and advocate letting Nie Yun go alone are just saying their truest opinions in their hearts, and Xiaoyaomen, who doesn't like fighting, will indeed cause many people to oppose it if they get involved in the fight again for a Nie Yun.

"I've seen that kid, it's very good, he's a good seedling!" said the Ghost Hand Master suddenly changed his words and spoke.

Everyone was shocked, and they didn't know when the Ghost Hand Master had seen Nie Yun.

The ghost hand master said again: "Nie Wentian's descendants are certain, although there are many generations apart, the appearance is not very similar, but the strength in the bones is also undoubted. ”

When everyone heard this, they probably knew what the ghost hand master thought, but the opponents were still a little reluctant.

Suddenly, the Ghost Hand Master seemed to see these people's concerns, and asked rhetorically, "Do you know why I rarely participate in the struggle?"

Everyone was stunned, wondering why the ghost hand senior asked like this.

Soon, one person reacted, and his face was ashamed.

"Senior, my Xiaoyaomen cultivation focuses on cultivating the mind, so I rarely participate in battles, but on the contrary, we are not afraid or deliberately avoid fighting.

"Yes, two hundred years ago, due to the death of Nie Wentian, our Xiaoyaomen and Yangzong were bloodied, so that the world once again understood that my Xiaoyaomen was not so weak, this is my Xiaoyaomen. ”

"Don't cause trouble, and never be afraid of it!"

"Not bad!" Another senior looked excited, and finally someone pointed out what was in their hearts: "Nie Yunnai is Nie Wentian, I have clear grievances and grievances, how can I sit idly by?"

"Senpai!"

"Senpai?"

Everyone came back to their senses, only to find that the ghost hand predecessor had drifted away at some point.

......

Outside the Ghost Valley, the wind is surging, but Nie Yun doesn't know.

Of course, even if Nie Yun didn't know the news, he could guess it, after all, whether he was using that earth-shattering sword technique or taking out the Fire Scale Sword, he was ready to be exposed, even if there were no Yang Sect seniors who went out of their way to investigate and Zixing was not present, people would have reacted afterwards.

Nie Yun was still approaching, close to the depths of the Ghost Valley.

The magic medicine is what he desires, this is a man's promise, even if the grandfather has buried his bones, even if the agreement is just a thought that his grandfather gave him before he died, Nie Yun also vowed to go back with the magic medicine, it's as simple as that.

In addition, Nie Yun himself has become more and more excited, an unconscious excitement, excitement from the deepest part of his heart, and in the depths of the Ghost Valley, there is an inexplicably powerful attraction, as if he is calling him.

"Could it be that the power of the real people in Vientiane is really related to the Ghost Valley?"

This is the only reason Nie Yun can think of, after all, there are too few rumors about the real people of Vientiane, some people say that he has entered the Ghost Valley, some people say that Xihua Mountain is the place where the real people of Vientiane have been in retreat for many years, and Xihua Mountain is too close to the Ghost Valley.

The feeling of summoning became stronger and stronger, and Nie Yun knew that the situation was becoming more and more dangerous, but he couldn't stop.

All over his body is the death qi of the Ghost Valley, and with Nie Yun's cultivation, he can't completely avoid it, and he can't rely on Buddhist scriptures again and again.

If you come here as the geniuses of those big forces, basically more than half of them have become a pile of bones, or become a member of the ghost soldiers.

"Strange!"

Nie Yun kept calming himself down, but he gradually realized that something was wrong, he thought that he would be hindered by the ghost soldiers, but he didn't encounter it at all along the way, which was a good thing, but it made Nie Yun feel a sense of tranquility before the storm, the more this happened, the more he felt that the deepest part of the ghost valley would be more dangerous.

"Huh?"

Gradually, Nie Yun saw some traces.

In such an area, no living beings can survive, and it must be the predecessors of those major forces passing by.

Sou!

Nie Yun followed these traces, at least the road would be less dangerous, so let them clear the way.

Here Nie Yun didn't dare to be careless at all, it is said that before the last time the Ghost Valley was closed, the people of the Yang Sect encountered the Ghost Crow, and Nie Yun didn't want to touch that damn thing.

......

Ahead, all the Martial Saints and the Saint Kings were already embarrassed, even when the Saint King opened the way, many people died, and the Ice Heart Technique gradually became insufficient, after all, it was not the Buddhist scriptures that Nie Yun obtained, which could only have some effect on the breath of the ghost soldiers, and had little effect on the death qi of the Ghost Valley.

Naturally, that small effect was also a life-saving straw, and one of the martial saints found it in time and relied on the Ice Heart Technique to survive the catastrophe.

"Miracle medicine, where is the miracle medicine?"

Now, even these seniors can't help but be irritable, the deeper they go, the more dangerous it is, this is basic common sense, but they chased the breath of the Ghost Valley, and after so long, they never found the magic medicine, and they couldn't help but be impatient.

Sou!

Another senior made a move, a holy medicine in his hand, I saw a golden light in his eyes, this is a very precious holy medicine, just by virtue of the breath can be a simple judgment, after doing this, he hurriedly returned to the team, for fear that others would do something to him.

Obviously, this kind of harvest is not small, but everything is a comparison, and now that there is the breath of magic medicine, they are not satisfied.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, another senior saw the white bones on the ground, waved his big hand, and put the magic weapon in his pocket, which made people extremely greedy.

These are obviously intruders, or they may be people like them who took the opportunity to explore when the Ghost Valley was about to close in the past, since they didn't have time to recover the dead magic weapons, they just took the opportunity to make a fortune.

"No, stop!"

In such a tense scene, one senior opened his mouth like this, and obviously the others were also frightened and stopped one after another.

"What's going on?"

There was no abnormal movement, and the others who were taken aback glared angrily, and it could be seen that these old-timers who were originally unruly had a hot temper when they were young, and it was difficult for anyone to calm down in this environment.

The man was not angry, and said hoarsely: "Don't you think it's strange, according to the records, we should end here, but we have gone too far, and the road ahead is still there!"