Chapter Twenty-Six: An Anger Against the Valley (1)

"Young master, Ling Xue's blank is very good-looking, not only is it watery, it is beautiful, it is also fragrant from time to time, it is a pity to kill it like this, it is better to let us enjoy it first...... Hahaha"

I don't know which bastard said such a thing out loud, causing the rest of the demons to also show a look of yearning, and the blood Yu looked around, his brows furrowed, and his heart sweated violently: Why do I seem to have raised a group of perverts! Hmph! What a group of unproductive things, but is it possible that Ling Xue's billet is really that beautiful?

Thinking of this, Xueyu couldn't help but feel itching, listening to everyone's bad laughter, his heart couldn't help but have some blood boiling: "Bastard things, get out of the way of Lao Tzu, I want to see if this Ling Xue is really as moving as you say!"

After that, Xueyu flicked his sleeves coldly, and the sleeves were thrown by him so angrily, and he made a violent "whirring" sound, Xueyu's eyes were cloudy, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he jumped back, accompanied by a light, and Xueyu disappeared into the teleportation array behind him with a "whoosh".

Wen Fu followed the handsome into the dark dark passage, the dark passage was full of strange turbulence, the stone bricks on the four walls, the lines were complex, and the patterns were clustered, Wen Fu saw the patterns around the wall, he was slightly stunned, and under careful observation, he couldn't help but be surprised!

Wen Fu's eyes widened, his sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he thought to himself: These patterns are actually the same as the patterns of the underground palace under the Proud Shore Valley, could it be that the two are not related!

Thinking of this, Bunsuke stopped, and took out the silk book obtained from the proud valley from his body, as soon as the silk book appeared, it was full of light, and Handsome noticed something strange, jumped up, and a backflip fell steadily behind Bunsuke.

"Ah, this is the remnant of the Tibetan scripture of the Yin Demon Maze!" Yingjun couldn't help but be taken aback, and exclaimed urgently.

Wen Fu nodded, looking at the remnant picture that emitted a strong light, he was faintly worried in his heart, he knew that at this point, Ling Xue's safety would far exceed the proportion of this remnant image in his mind.

He would rather give up the Yin Demon Maze and give up the world than let Ling Xue suffer any harm. His eyes were full of confusion, and he opened the remnant diagram with a heavy heart, but what he didn't expect was that the position of the Fierce Demon Valley on the remnant diagram actually shone brightly, and a sword body was engraved with thunder light, and the whole body was like a horn, and the domineering and awe-inspiring long sword figure rose to the sky.

Wen Fu's eyes widened suddenly, and he unconsciously muttered to himself: "It's the Demon Ancestor's Lethe Sword!"

As soon as the words fell, Yingjun looked cautious, took a breath, and said word by word: "The Lethe Sword has been revived!"

After saying that, Yingjun hurriedly closed his eyes, his divine sense was released in a radius of thousands of miles, his brows were tightly locked, and he twisted his head again and again, suddenly, he suddenly broke open his eyes, looked in one direction, and grabbed Wenfu's wrist with his lightning speed.

Before Bunsuke could react, he and Yingjun rushed out a hundred meters away, and then only heard the sound of "bump", and the stone brick fragments were full of earthy smells, and the crazy and endless world flew up.

Bunsuke fended off the remnants of the bricks and stones that were coming at him left and right, he didn't know what was going on, but he knew with his sixth sense that Misssome couldn't be against him.

So he hurriedly lucked, a layer of defensive aura appeared around his body, he fixed his eyes to look around, and was surprised to find that he didn't know that Yingjun actually led him through the walls of the dungeon one after another.

The handsome speed was so fast that even the demons cultivating in the secret room couldn't react, and when they realized it one by one, the two of them had already rushed out of the distance.

Wen Fu heard from a distance that there was a big chaos in the place where the two of them passed, some people were yelling, some people were jumping left and right, although the words were chaotic, but Wen Fu could roughly and clearly recognize that the demons were all asking in panic: "What happened? Is there a big chaos in the Demon Valley?"

I don't know if someone saw Duan Rui at the source of the voice, or because he was curious, he looked for a strong hole to follow, and actually drove thousands of people to follow along the wall hole, and those who had some skills in the crowd were all afraid of falling behind.

There are a few ** people who are agile, and they actually saw the phantom of the two looming through the wall, and even thought that someone was robbed by someone, and shouted to let go of the young man and chase after him, making the two people in front of him confused.

Wen Fu was also drunk when he saw the formation behind him, he couldn't help but think of the scene when he first entered the Famous Sword Gate, but now he took him to run away and changed to handsome, and followed by the entire Fierce Demon Valley, he secretly smiled bitterly, knowing that he and Yingjun would not be able to escape if he ran like this.

So he stretched out a hand and turned it into the storage bag that he hadn't turned over for a long time, and with a pull, two wind talismans appeared in his hand, Wen Fu looked at the wind talisman in his hand, and felt a lot of deep feelings in his heart, and his mood to rescue Ling Xue became even more urgent.

He secretly lucked, flicked his sword, and quickly pasted the two wind talismans on Yingjun and himself, the speed of the two suddenly accelerated, and the people behind him didn't know what was going on, and there were even elders who could see the faces of the two people clearly by looking at them, and their eyes were red, and they used their skills to eat, and continued to chase after the two as if they vomited blood.

"Handsome, no matter how fast we go on like this, they will definitely find us, the matter will be exposed, and the secret room at the bottom of the valley will be destroyed, and there will never be a place to stand in this valley!

Wen Fu looked behind him, then at Yingjun, and was faintly worried about the consequences of the matter, and he said to Yingjun with some concern.

"Bunsuke, you don't have to worry about me, you get the Lechuan Sword in a while, you are the candidate for the supreme demon race, don't worry, they don't dare to do anything to us!"

Listening to Yingjun's words, Bunfu sighed, and once again had some respect for Yingjun in his heart, he admired Yingjun's bravery, admired Yingjun's perseverance, and was even more moved by Yingjun's brotherhood!

"It's here!" Suddenly, Youngjun stopped, and an indifferent and deep voice came into Bunsuke's ears like a final word.

Seeing that Bunsuke just wanted to raise his fist to hit the wall, Bunsuke hurriedly grabbed the arm that was already hanging in the air, Bunsuke looked at Handsome's eyes resolutely, shook his head calmly and cautiously, Bunfu understood Bunsuke's concerns, sighed, withdrew his arm, and resolutely walked towards the other end of the passage.

Bunsuke looked at the handsome back, looked at the hole in the wall behind him, he smiled, and a seal in his hand was formed, and a dense purple smoke with a little fluorescence blocked the hole in the wall.

He hurriedly followed the footsteps of the handsome man, and thought to himself: This time my cultivation is restored, the "Phantom Fog and Spiritual Smoke" must also be able to achieve a sustained effect, and it must not be too difficult to block them for a while, as for my cultivation, it is better to hide it, otherwise let these demons know, they will definitely kill me, a descendant of the Burning Sun Clan, and it is better to cause less trouble at a critical juncture!

"Who!" In a secret room, Lan Yan, Mu Yang, Zi Xia, Demon Zun, and Yue Ya stood together around the Lechuan Sword floating in the air, their expressions were different, and they all cast spells to freeze Lechuan, but the footsteps of Yingjun and Bunsuke startled everyone, and everyone shouted nervously out of instinct.

"Master, Sister Lan, cousin, it's me and Yingjun!ah?Purple, Ziyu!" Bunsuke and Youngjun appeared from the secret passage, and everyone was relieved, but Bunsuke was surprised by Yueya's appearance.

However, the world is unpredictable, the appearance of Wenfu made the Lechuan Sword violently restless, the sword roared endlessly, a faint sorrow containing the meaning of lovesickness, accompanied by thunder and five holy flames gushing out, domineering and awe-inspiring to Lan Yan, Muyang, Zixia, Demon Zun and Yueya.

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