Chapter 257

Today, after experiencing so much in this Silent Valley, he finally concluded that the source of that sound was from the Ghost Valley located behind the Chihiro Ridge. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He didn't know what was calling him, and he didn't know if he would have his life back after he went, so he would leave the puppy in Buddha City, and if he died, Xiaoqiu would tell Zhuang Xinyan and Sima what happened between himself and Bai Chengxi, hoping that Zhuang Xinyan would not blame him for this.

"Although I don't know what you're going to do, I won't stop you, to become a son of the spirit world, courage, essential!"

Qiantian looked at Wan Tingjun and disappeared into the darkness, and said to himself, he couldn't be clearer, the wind blowing snow has left a mark on Wan Tingjun's body, if Wan Tingjun really encounters the danger of life, the wind blowing snow will definitely take action.

The things that the wind blows and the snow thinks, even if it is impossible, she will make it possible, even inevitable, and Qiantianxu believes that the wind blows the snow with such power.

Time passed slowly, and it was darkest before dawn.

Sometimes, a thousand years can't change anything, but sometimes, often overnight, a lot of things will happen, and the world will change like a sea of vicissitudes.

The land of the north, where the demonic aura is monstrous, is now a moment of change and rapid change.

Wan Tingjun stepped on the darkness and came to Qianxun Ridge, and then quietly passed through the Great Soul Suppression Array Enchantment and entered the Ghost Valley.

At this time, in front of Qianxun Ridge, corpses were all over the field, blood was surging, there were stumps and broken arms everywhere, the broken corpses were frozen there, the cold blood had coagulated, revealing a black demon, and the eyes hidden in the shadows were coveting something behind the magic circle.

"Succubus, am I mistaken, someone actually passed through the big array unscathed!"

Thunder Angel, who was hiding in the shadows, rubbed his eyes vigorously, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"Lei Lao, you are dazzled. ”

In the hollow night, a hollow voice rang out.

"Fart, Lao Tzu's majesty has not diminished back then, how can he be dazzled, Xuankong, you say, you say, is someone entering the Ghost Valley. ”

Xuankong, dressed in black, who seemed to be integrated with the night, looked at the big array in the distance suspiciously, and said disdainfully: "You are old, and your eyes are indeed dazzled." ”

"You!"

At this time, the empty voice sounded again, "Don't worry, no matter what, it won't be long before someone will break this barrier, and then we will be unimpeded." ”

The succubus with a strange face on the side said: "Ghost Dance, who is it that has the ability to break through this big formation?"

The formless and qualitative ghost dance smiled, "Tiangang must not be revealed!"

The succubus pursed his lips, but did not speak again, now all the demonic forces are gathered here, all to wait for the Qianxun Soul Formation to shatter, and want to go in to find some opportunities.

But without exception, apart from this formless and almost non-existent ghost dance, no one knew who had the power to destroy the Soul Suppression Array.

At this moment, a person standing at the highest place in front of Qianxun Ridge, dressed in a black brocade robe, this person is young and handsome, with handsome eyebrows, his hands behind his back, and the whole person seems to be integrated with the night, and behind him, this black guqin filled with demonic energy is suspended.

"Gongzi Yu, known as the Holy Hand Qin Xin, never thought that he was also a person with deep demon roots. ”

Not far behind Gongzi Yu, at this time came a girl dressed in bewitching clothes, the girl was slender and exquisite, and her ******** was very charming, but she was carrying a huge wolf tooth war knife on her back, the wolf teeth on the handle, and the cold light on the blade flickered, and she knew that it was not a mortal thing at a glance.

"Xiaoqi, I'm all for you. ”

Gongziyu's voice is full of magnetism, which makes people can't help but be fascinated by it.

Hearing Gongzi Yu speak, the girl covered her mouth and chuckled, "If you really do it for me, how good it would be." ”

The girl said, stepped forward and stood side by side with Gongzi Yu, looking at the back of Qianxun Mountain, and there was an infinite posture hidden between the delicate eyebrows.

Gongzi Yu stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and muttered: "If there is a crack in the statue of the sage, the world will be in chaos, and it may affect all worlds, you say, if we don't become stronger at that time, what will be the end?"

The girl was silent, and Gongziyu continued: "We are all small, and in order to survive, we must do whatever it takes. ”

The girl next to her bit her lip and said softly: "Then I will accompany you into the Ghost Valley to find the lost artifact." ”

However, Gongzi Yu shook his head and looked at the boundless darkness, "If we don't go, someone will naturally send it to us." Wan Tingjun didn't know that the Great Soul Suppression Array on Qianxun Mountain had the power to prevent any living beings from entering the Ghost Valley, so he didn't think about why he walked into the Ghost Valley so easily, he just followed the mysterious voice and naturally walked into the depths of the Ghost Valley.

At this moment, Wan Tingjun still followed the call in the dark and walked towards the depths of the Ghost Valley.

That call in the dark, in Wan Tingjun's opinion, is something that can give him infinite strength, which can make him stronger faster, faster to achieve his goals, and he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

In this world, countless people are pursuing strength all the time, no matter what the purpose, they will do everything to achieve the goal they desire, although they don't know what to do after reaching their goal, but they are all diligently pursuing and struggling.

Wan Tingjun was the same, he had never thought about what he would do if he returned to Sky City one day and personally defeated those clansmen who had humiliated and mocked him, and even used force at every turn.

However, just after he entered the depths of the Ghost Valley, this question suddenly popped up for no reason.

Wan Tingjun is not a talented genius, naturally he can't get rid of countless troubles, and now this very profound question pops up in his mind inexplicably and then lingers, which bothers him for a while.

At this time, the ghost valley, between heaven and earth, is as dark as ink, there is no light at all, and the yin wind around it does not disperse for a long time, making people walk into it and suddenly feel a bone-eroding yin qi lingering.

Such an environment, such an atmosphere, is the easiest to get confused.

Wan Tingjun is also well aware of the stakes, once he is lost in it, I am afraid that he will never be able to live forever, and there will be no chance to go out.

Suddenly, Wan Tingjun's mind sounded a majestic vicissitudes of life but infinitely desolate voice, this voice is like a dusk drum and morning bell, the sky is thunder and the earth is cracked, it integrates killing and mercy, and the vicissitudes of life and tragedy are integrated.

But to hear this voice come intermittently, saying, "Do not seek to be in the sky, but to remain in the world." My heart is towards all sentient beings, but there is no longer a superlife for the souls of the dead, there is no longer an afterlife for the souls, the way of heaven, how unjust, and how unclear the eyes of God!"

"Burn, Fury of the King of Hell......"

"Let's end, the desires of the heavens should not contaminate this land......"

Wan Tingjun looked up and found that in front of him, there was a huge black skull that was exuding a strange light, and this light filled the entire land of Ghost Valley, filling this place with an indescribable atmosphere.

Looking at the terrifying dark skull, Wan Tingjun felt that there was an inexplicable force guiding him forward, towards the skull.

The eyes of the Dark Skull shimmered with infinite soul light, as if it could illuminate the deepest part of the human heart.

"Come, for the sake of this sky, for this land, for this heaven and earth......"

"The fire of wrath is about to burn the earth and the firmament, and I have no regrets, whether it is fall or fall......"

"I have torn my heart to pieces, and I have laid it in heaven and earth, and I have parted my flesh to feed the hungry and thirsty soul.......

Listening to these seemingly absurd but heart-stopping words, Wan Tingjun was as if he was in a fantasy for a while, and he could clearly see that in a dark space, two giants with a height of 10,000 feet were fighting to the death.

One commands ten thousand dragons to charge into battle, and the other controls thousands of black cities to resist to the death.

Every dragon will break through a black city, and each black city will eventually die with a dragon, turning to dust and returning to ruins.

Suddenly, an inexplicable memory appeared in Wan Tingjun's mind.

He clearly knew that the black city was the black city of the underworld at all, and the giant dragon was clearly called the Taixu Wandering Dragon!

Once such a memory entered his mind, it was like a dam breaking like a storm impacting Wan Tingjun's thinking, but he couldn't see the root cause and end of this battle when he searched for dry intestines, as if such a battle had never stopped since ancient times.

However, he clearly saw that the black city disappeared one by one, and the team of the Void Dragon continued to grow!

"To live, to live, only by living can there be hope......"

When the last black city was shattered by the impact of the Taixu Wandering Dragon, a deafening voice sounded again in the endless vastness, this voice was miserable and desolate, and it made people cry.

Oh, Wan Tingjun clearly saw that the giant who had been destroyed by the impact of the Taixu Youlong reappeared, exuding a majestic momentum from his body, and at the same time, countless underworld black cities emerged from his hands, roaring towards the Youlong army.

"The gods are shattered, the way of heaven is broken, the reincarnation is dissipated, and the undead are flying to ashes, I am not reconciled, how can I be willing!"

"This hand-made ......"

Wan Tingjun's divine consciousness has been completely integrated into this unknown battlefield at this time, but he seems to be just a hurried passerby, and the long and eternal battle is like a passing cloud in front of him, gathering and scattering, scattering and reuniting.