Just when the Demon Slaying Front in the Demon Valley had just been formed, and the shouts inside and outside the array were in full swing, in another place in the Huangfu's Valley, it was extremely chic and quiet.

The breeze blows, rolling up the willows, it is not the season of early spring, but this quiet valley not only exudes a burst of dark fragrance, but also the new green willow grows strongly.

It is a relatively secluded valley filled with exotic flowers and plants. Thatched houses are dotted everywhere, as if they were casually swayed here, and there is no trace of artificial carving.

However, if you look closely, you will see that there are still signs of fireworks in many places in this valley. It seems that this place experienced some kind of devastating catastrophe a long time ago, and what is preserved today is something that came from later.

In the middle of the valley, a thatched hut made of wood stands proudly like a shrine. Compared with the vitality in the valley, there is no grass within twenty zhang of this thatched house, and there are traces of life on the dry soil, but as if all the life force has been sucked away by some strange force, there is a deep sense of death here.

In front of the thatched hut sat two large men, shirtless, with their hands pinched and their eyes closed. They didn't seem to care about everything around them, and at the moment they only had cultivation in their hearts and guarding the thatched hut behind them.

At this time, if there is a great supernatural monk here, he will be surprised to find out. There was an invisible vitality on the top of the heads of these two big men that was sucked away by the thatched hut, if it weren't for the fact that the two big men always continued to meditate and cultivate with their eyes closed to replenish the lost vitality in their bodies, I am afraid that sitting here would have turned into a skeleton in a few days.

Suddenly, the two big men sitting cross-legged suddenly opened their eyes. Two wind-breaking sounds came quickly in the air, and the two big men just wanted to make a move, but their bodies quickly stiffened, and their faces showed painful expressions, and they were paralyzed and died in an instant.

At the moment when the two died, the remaining vitality in their bodies could no longer be sucked away uncontrollably by the thatched hut. The two of them quickly dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, but in the blink of an eye, they had turned into two dried corpses.

Outside the valley, slowly walk alone. This person held his hands behind his back, his eyes showed a sense of pride, his long shirt fluttered, and the whole person fought here, like a knife to split everything.

"The two watchdogs are trying to get in our way, huh!" the man snorted contemptuously, and was about to stride forward.

"Slow!" At this moment, a crisp sound sounded behind the man, and the man's feet stopped in the air. His eyes suddenly burst with murderous intent, and he looked coldly behind him.

"Moreau, this is not your back garden, you can enter if you want, don't you see the fate of those two people?" Slowly, a middle-aged man walked in from outside the valley. This person has a long robe, his eyes are flashing, his eyes are sharp, and he stands with Moreau, like a sword and a sword, and the two hairs will never give in to each other.

"Liu Jianhai, what do I Mo Luo want to do, no one can stop me. You'd better shut up for me, or I'll kill someone. Mo Luo's cold eyes swept over Liu Jianhai, like his peerless sword.

Liu Jianhai laughed: "I'm just the dignified sword king who finally hates this place, and it has nothing to do with me whether you die or not." It's just that now that the black cloud is declining, you happen to be a useful person, and I'm just thinking about the black cloud. ”

Moreau's eyes widened suddenly, and a faint sword glimmer loomed in the palm of his right hand. Liu Jianhai seemed to be smiling, but there was a buzzing sound in the sword box he was carrying behind him, as if something was about to rush out.

"Don't fight anymore, both of you are the elders of Black Cloud, and they are both my most precious right-hand men, so don't quarrel over these little things. While the two were arguing, a group of men approached from outside the valley, one of them dressed in red, with a sign of flame between his eyebrows. is not very old, but the corners of his eyes are engraved with the wind and frost of the years, and it is Huang Xinjue.

Huang Xinjue walked towards the two with a smile on his face, followed by Xia Mu, who was still cold-faced. It's just that the difference compared to before is that Xia Mu's cultivation seems to have improved a bit, and the arrows in the quiver have all turned golden. And behind them, there were also some veterans of the black cloud, and almost all the most powerful people in the black cloud came here, among which there were those ten thousand beheaded.

Seeing Huang Xinjue coming, Mo Luo snorted coldly and put away the knife in his hand and said nothing more. Liu Jianhai smiled even more, and there was even a trace of fear in his eyes, as if he was extremely afraid of Huang Xinjue.

Huang Xinjue laughed: "Heiyun has suffered a setback, and his strength is not as good as before. Everyone should be in the same boat, and don't affect our harmony because of some trivial disagreements. There is absolutely no such thing in the black clouds, and if I see it again, then don't blame me for being unkind. ”

Huang Xinjue is obviously different from before, his words are soft and rigid, and he also has the momentum of suppression. And the power emanating from him made Liu Jianhai and Mo Luo very jealous, and with the cultivation of the two, they had to bow their heads at this time.

Huang Xinjue nodded, looked at the thatched house in front of him, and asked Liu Jianhai after a long groan: "What is hidden here? Is it really as useful as you say?"

Liu Jianhai's smile slowly retracted, and he looked at the thatched house with incomparable greed in his eyes: "This is what the Huangfu family has guarded for tens of thousands of years, it is said that it is the treasure Canglong Horn left by the Dragon God back then." With this dragon horn, you can command thousands of living beings in the world. The yellow spring is green, and everything is followed. ”

Huang Xinjue's eyes sparkled, staring at the thatched house, and secretly said in his heart: "If I have this treasure, then my hope of rebuilding Phoenix City is no longer far away." At that time, I will be the ancestor of the revival of the Phoenix clan, and thousands of generations will worship me. ”

"I will also take the army of Phoenix City to level the Dark Mountain to avenge the hatred of destroying the city. I also want to lead the army to conquer the Dragon Soul Continent and let them know what will happen if they don't rescue Phoenix City in the first place. And, of course, that dragon boat, that damn dragon boat. He steals the limelight from me everywhere, my sister likes him, my father likes him, everyone likes him. When I have this dragon horn, the first person I will kill will be him, and let the world know that I am a hundred times stronger than him. ”

Huang Xinjue's heart was complicated, and he turned his head to look at Liu Jianhai and said, "What's strange about this house?

"You need to contribute to the living soul in order to become the master of the dragon horn. Liu Jianhai pointed to the two dried corpses in front of the thatched hut and said: "They are contributing to Canglongjiao with their living beings, if it is right, Canglongjiao must absorb a certain amount of vitality every day." The anger of these two people is gone, and I think Canglong Horn should be able to take it. ”

"So there's no danger?" Morrow snorted coldly.

Liu Jianhai nodded: "Maybe not, maybe there is, in short.........."

"Anyway, you have to try to find out. Mo Luo's eyes looked to the side and said coldly: "Qiu Tian, you go and bring the dragon horn." ”

Immediately behind Huang Xinjue, a young man stood up, the corners of his eyebrows were flying, and his eyes were as sharp as knives like Mo Luo's. The black clothes flew like a knife.

"Yes, Master!" Qiu Tian smiled at the corner of his mouth, didn't look at Liu Jianhai, and flew towards the thatched house.

Liu Jianhai had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he and Moro were mortal enemies in the black clouds, and the two sides had always looked down on each other. And Moreau is a person who only needs face but no brains, so as long as he provokes him a little, he will definitely not be able to hold back.

Qiu Tian flew directly to the hut and kicked away the two dried corpses in front of him. Nothing out of the ordinary, it's almost as quiet as it is outside.

"Master, there is no problem. Qiu Tian turned around and smiled lightly.

"Go in, take the dragon horn and come out, don't stay, be careful. Moreau told him that while he was arrogant, he wasn't completely brainless. told his apprentice that he knew that this matter was a little too quiet.

The door was gently pulled open, and the room was dark. A faint fragrance hit, and Qiu Tian's whole person was intoxicated by this fragrance. Confused ahead, he walked slowly forward. I saw that there was no furnishings in the house, only a wooden cabinet was placed in the center of the room.

There was a gray thing on the wooden cabinet, and the closer you got to it, the more the fragrance permeated, and it seemed that all the fragrance emanated from the gray thing.

"What is this? It smells so good. Qiu Tian's eyes were getting more and more confused, and he reached out and grabbed the gray thing, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

And at this moment, all the people standing outside the house were shocked. What they saw was that Qiu Tian had fallen directly into the house and passed out unconscious, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Immediately after that, a long gray horn that bent like a bull's horn floated out of nowhere and landed gently on Qiu Tian's body. The next scene that shocked everyone happened, Qiu Tian's body quickly dried up, and a gray anger was absorbed directly into the long horn from his body.

The light on the horns gradually brightened, and a strange fragrance began to spread, and in the blink of an eye it had spread throughout the valley.

That Qiu Tian's whole person had withered, and in the end, there was not even a bone residue left, and it was all absorbed by the long horns.

"What kind of fragrance is this, it smells so good. ”

"yes, I've never smelled such a nice scent, just like my mother. ”

In the crowd, three or four people involuntarily walked towards the long horn, with smiles on the corners of their mouths. Their eyes gradually went blank, and they no longer seemed to have any consciousness.

Poof....... just then, a mouthful of blood erupted from Morrow's mouth. He bit the tip of his tongue at the critical moment and brought his mind back to its senses.

He roared with horror on his face: "Breathtaking, everyone guards the primordial spirit, don't be confused by him." ”