There are two flowers, one on each branch.

Let's say that this should be extraordinary, since I got the system reminder coldly, I have experienced a battle of digging the walls of each peak.

Although, the other party offered a lot of tempting conditions.

However, in the end, Ying Bufan still sternly refused.

We are born to be beautiful masters, and we are dead to be ghosts of beautiful masters, and we will never do this kind of job-hopping.

After Yan Yu rejected everyone, Ying Bufan, Mo Ye and the others came to the final part of this trial, Hell Valley.

That's right, it's called Hell Valley, but it's not really hell, it's a kind of imitation of a half-illusion that is only used for trials.

This belongs to the final trial, but also belongs to the additional trial, not many have passed the selection, and there are only a few people who meet the conditions, Ying Bufan is one of them, he thinks that it will be over if he gets through the whole scene, there is no need to play the hidden level, but when he thinks of the beautiful master's expectation with a bit of hope, he can't help but straighten his chest and decide to break through.

......

Hell Valley, the name sounds scary.

However, it is also a place where the scenery is only very beautiful.

There are a total of thirty-six valleys, so there are only thirty-six people who can enter, and Ying Bufan is one of them.

Ying Bufan holds the Shura sword in his hand, strides in this valley, where the plants are dense and lush, and a beautiful scene of nature can be described as a very good scenery.

But Ying Bufan always felt that there was something strange, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind:

Over here... Why is there no bird calling?

No matter where you are in the valley, there will be no shortage of birds, and in some places there is the sound of tigers and wolves, and even smaller ones are the sound of insects!

But now this place is so quiet that it makes people feel uneasy.

"Hell Valley... Hehe, it's kind of interesting. ”

Ying Bufan smiled.

"Woohoo!woohoo!woohoo!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and suddenly the sky and the earth changed color, and the originally beautiful sky was instantly shrouded by dark clouds, which made people's hearts numb.

The surroundings, which were originally quiet, were suddenly filled with the sound of the wind, and the mountains were full of strong winds.

Ying Bufan clenched the Shura Sword in his hand, this scene made people feel a little depressed, indescribably depressed.

I saw that he was cautiously guarding his surroundings, and he walked out of a distance of hundreds of meters with his sword.

"Today there is fresh blood to eat. ”

Suddenly, a strange laugh came out of the deep canyon, and the voice was extremely hoarse, as if it was not made by a human voice.

"What a demon!"

Ying Bufan had already expected that there would definitely be demons, so he was not surprised immediately, but shouted!

A black mist appeared in front of it out of thin air, tumbling in clusters.

Ying Bufan could feel that there seemed to be a pair of bloodthirsty eyes in the black mist, looking him up and down.

"Poof!"

Seeing this, Ying Bufan took the first step, and with a strong murderous aura on the Shura sword in his hand, he went straight to the other party to assassinate him!!

"Ugh!"

The Shura Sword seemed to have some kind of restraint effect on the monster in this black mist, and directly stabbed the other party with a soul scattered.

"Cut, the thunder is loud and the rain is small. ”

Ying Bufan pursed his lips, and seemed to be very disdainful of the monster's anticlimactic way of ending.

Although the monster was killed, the depressed and drowsy feeling between heaven and earth did not dissipate, the sky light never shone out again, and the age seemed to have become the real Hell Valley, and the rich death air was permeated in the deep state.

Ying Bufan didn't stop his steps, because this trial in Hell Valley had to go all the way to the end, which means that when he killed a monster, it was useless, only through the canyon.

Immediately, he took another step and traveled a long way, and these monsters kept appearing on the journey, not wanting to be in the way.

But it's a pity that the restraint of the Shura Sword is too great, and almost no ghost can go through two rounds in his hands.

Until, the appearance of the ghost king in front of him.

This is the body of the ghost king, and the body and mind are more condensed than other ordinary ghost creatures.

Ying Bufan could vaguely see that this ghost creature was showing its teeth and claws, and even its torso and limbs had been confined to it.

He may be around the peak of foundation building, and he may be even stronger than Ying Bufan, of course, this may not be the real ghost king.

Ying Bufan held the Shura sword in his hand, and planned to send this ghost king to hell to see the king of Yama like the other ghosts before.

But he didn't expect that the ghost king in front of him didn't do it directly, but the black mist writhed for a while, as if something was inside.

Immediately after, a puff of pink smoke wafted out of it.

Ying Bufanzhi felt that his mind was dizzy, and he felt a little like the world was spinning, and he took a few steps back, and hurriedly urged the spiritual energy in his body to run before he stopped his body.

"Lang Jun~"

A bewitching and numbing voice sounded in Ying Bufan's ears, as if it could hook away people's souls.

Ying Bufan's mind was in a trance, and his eyes subconsciously looked at the source of the sound, only to see that in a cloud of pink smoke, a jade leg as white as clotted fat slowly popped out of the smoke.

Immediately afterwards, the whole graceful body appeared together, and the pink veil seemed to loom over the delicate body, and in some places it made the nose bleed.

"Hmm... Beauty..."

Ying Bufan seemed to be confused by the smoke just now, and some of them were a little delirious and confused.

But suddenly, the cold light of the Shura Sword in his hand flashed, and the confusion and confusion in Ying Bufan's eyes instantly receded, replaced by clarity and anger.

"Phew!

Ying Bufan, as an earthling, has never seen any scene, if it weren't for the weird smoke just now, this thing couldn't shake his mind at all, and he immediately became angry in his heart!

I saw him rushing over with the Shura Sword in his hand, and the dark aura on his body was swirling, and he swept away the pink smoke on the road in front of him!!

"The ghost eats me with a sword!!"

Ying Bufan used the Shura Sword as a machete and chopped it down, and the pink stunner didn't have time to resist, and was immediately split in half by the Shura Sword on the spot, but no blood flowed out, and its body seemed to be an empty shell.

"Huh?"

Ying Bufan didn't have the slightest relaxation in his heart, he still scanned the surroundings, vigilant for the next appearance of the ghost king.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, there was a sharp whistling behind him, Ying Bufan hurriedly turned around, and the Shura sword was horizontal in front of his chest, and before he could see it carefully, he just felt a huge force coming from the sword wound.

"Boom!"

Ying Bufan's whole person flew upside down more than ten meters, smashing a large rock alive before he stopped.

"Delicious... Delicious..."

The figure composed of black mist seemed to be coveting the flesh and blood on Ying Bufan's body, and his mouth kept laughing.

It's as if he wants to choose people to devour the terror and threat!