The valley of ghosts, the heartland.

In front of the fruit tree, there stood a young man with a proud temperament and a dignified appearance.

This person is Gai Invincible, also known as Aguduo, the ancient barbarian saint of the barbarians.

Ah Guduo stood in front of the ten-zhang tall Huanyang Fruit Tree, looking at the Huanyang Fruit Trees distributed in all directions of the fruit tree world, his brows furrowed.

"Returning the Yang...... Returning Yang ...... Without the sacrifice of flesh and soul, how can we return the yang? ”

Ah Guduo knew very well that if the Yang Rejuvenation Fruit in front of him wanted to ripen, it had to absorb a lot of flesh and soul before it could be condensed into a real Yang Returning Fruit.

The Yang Fruit on the fruit tree in front of him can only be regarded as an empty shell, with a false name.

"Well...... Right now, there are too many miscellaneous fish in this ghost, wait for me to arrange it! ”

As the words fell, Aguduo's figure disappeared, hiding in the surrounding environment.

Dead Land, East Side Area.

Within the enchantment, a graceful figure concentrated, and the portrait of Zhong Kui was engraved one stroke at a time, with a solemn expression and a bit of awe.

After a long time, Yun Mengli exhaled slowly, secretly rejoicing in her heart that it was finally done.

Yun Mengli put down the spirit pen, picked up the portrait of Zhong Kui whose ink had not dried, and watched the Zhong Kui clone in the painting scroll with awe.

Zhong Kui's leopard head and eyes, iron-faced sideburns, and spear robe all gave Yun Mengli a great impact.

"Is this our new god?"

"Although his appearance is not good, he is mighty and domineering. His people are upright, not afraid of evil, and when they look closely, they have a holy breath coming to their faces! ”

A moment later, Yun Mengli's chest surged with Chinese qi, straight into the portrait of Zhong Kui whose ink had dried.

In the blink of an eye, a clone of Zhong Kui with thunder and lightning flashing all over his body condensed in front of Yun Mengli.

Looking at the breath of Zhong Kui's clone, he actually has the strength of the late stage of the Fifth Realm, which is similar to the ink on the show list.

"What a powerful breath, is this really just a clone?"

The one who spoke was the goddess Furong who lived in the courtyard of Yunmeng's Limei heart, and she was also a god, and she was more sensitive to the aura of Zhong Kui's clone.

The aura on Zhong Kui's clone did not look like a clone at all, but like a real god.

In fact, the perception of the goddess Furong was not wrong, and the clone of Zhong Kui summoned by everyone with a literary tone was not a real clone.

The Zhong Kui clone summoned from the picture scroll is composed of the luck of a minute Kui itself and the luck and literary aura of the person who summoned, so Zhong Kui's clone has the divine aura of the deity Zhong Kui, which is also the reason why the strength is higher than that of the summoned person.

"Mengli, I feel that the breath of this celestial clone is somewhat familiar!"

"Familiar? Can you remember who it is? ”

The goddess Fleur didn't speak, she just felt familiar, but she couldn't understand.

Yun Mengli saw that the goddess Furong couldn't give an answer for a while, so she stopped paying attention, put away her mind, dispersed Zhong Kui's clone, opened the enchantment and walked out.

Outside the enchantment, Shui Mo, Wang Dexuan, and Ling Liyuan saw Yun Mengli walking out, and immediately stepped forward to ask.

"Holy Maiden, have you painted the portrait of the god?"

Yun Mengli nodded slightly and bowed.

"Thank you for the protection of the three sons, the concubine is grateful!"

"If you can go back safely this time, I hope that the three sons will come to Qinglian Ju as guests, and the concubine will be waiting for you!"

Shui Mo, Wang Dexuan, and Ling Liyuan all returned the salute and replied politely.

After the courtesy became polite, Ink asked out loud.

"The three of us want to rush to the eastern region, and the holy woman is willing to go all the way?"

The reason why ink has such a question is because when Yun Mengli carved the portrait of Zhong Kui, under the protection of Wang Dexuan and Ling Liyuan, he offered sacrifices and entered the human literary world.

Entering the literary world this time, Shui Mo learned the news that the passage between the two clans was built in the east, so the three of them discussed and prepared to support the eastern area.

"The concubine has other important things to do, so I won't go to the eastern region with the three sons to support!"

Yun Mengli bowed and refused the invitation of Ink.

From Yun Mengli's words, she also knew the situation in the eastern region.

"This is the green lotus seed of the Hibiscus King of Qinglian Lake, I hope to help the three sons!"

Yun Mengli took out three small jade bottles from her sleeve, and each small jade bottle contained a green lotus seed.

This kind of green lotus seed, the number is not much, it has the effect of vitality and nourishment, and it also has a good effect on nourishing blood and cultivating yuan.

Wushan has made several trips to Qinglian Lake, and the purpose is this kind of lotus seed.

The name of the Furong King, Shui Mo, Wang Dexuan, and Ling Liyuan naturally knew it, and the three of them were happy to accept Yun Mengli's gift and thanked them one after another.

"The portrait of the god has been completed, the concubine is gone, the three sons take care!"

Yun Mengli bowed her body, turned into a green lotus, and in the sight of the three of them, she quickly swept towards the depths of the dead land.

"Senior brother, why did you say that Your Excellency the Holy Maiden rushed to the depths ......of death, isn't it there?"

Wang Dexuan wanted to say something, but he didn't finish speaking, he was still a little measured.

"Senior brother, be cautious!"

"The Qinglian Holy Land is the Holy Land of our human race, and the Holy Maiden under the door has her own plans, so we don't have to find out the roots, just act according to our own plans."

Ink's words made Wang Dexuan, who was in doubt, a little ashamed, and bowed his head and said nothing.

Ling Liyuan stood behind Ink Painting, he looked at the back of Ink Painting, and suddenly found that his pattern seemed to be a little smaller.

At least what Ink said just now, Ling Liyuan thought he couldn't say it.

Ling Liyuan also had some doubts in his heart, he was also curious about why Yun Mengli went to the center of the dead land alone, he also thought that the center of the dead earth should have something like heaven and earth treasures.

"Is this the handsome man on the show list?"

Ling Liyuan muttered to himself, suddenly feeling that his mind was too narrow-minded, he still needed to work hard and grow.

"Let's go, the three of us join forces, and there is a god clone to protect me, it's still no problem to protect yourself!"

This is the confidence of ink and wash, and it is also the confidence of Junjie on the show list.

……

Ghost called Valley, periphery.

Wushan, Zhao Yuejin, and the Netherworld Scholar walked together, and they crossed the first line of the sky without danger, and before they could breathe a sigh of relief, they ran into trouble.

To be precise, it is the trouble of the human race, that is, the trouble of Wushan and Zhao Yuejin.

At this time, not far in front of Wushan, there were three barbarian elites, two of whom Wushan knew, it was Arut and Wucone who had chased and killed Wushan before.

In front of Arut and the black cone, there was also a barbarian, whose whole body was shining with gold, as if he had crossed a layer of gold.

The arrival of Wu Shan, Zhao Yuejin, and the Netherworld Scholar certainly alarmed the three barbarians.

"Damn, it's that Terran bastard, he's not even dead!!"

The tone of his voice was so angry, of course, it was the black cone that had been pitted by Wushan before.

In the Forest of Long Hatred Steles, the shot before Wushan left, he almost succeeded in killing with a knife, but unfortunately in the end, the barbarian elite black cone escaped.

"I have to say, your life is really hard!"

"Let me bump into you here, God is going to let me take you!"

Wu Shan picked up his gun, stepped forward, came to the front, and opened his mouth to respond to the insult of the black cone.