Near noon, Lan Chuan hurriedly packed up, ignored the persuasion of the Lan family, and took Wuchen, whose face was getting darker and darker, out of Mucheng and headed towards a dense forest in the distance.

And the Black King finally relented after Lan Chuan's promise and was no longer stubborn. After all, if you really let it take Wuchen away, you will have no clue for a while. The resurrection of the soul is a spiritual thing of heaven and earth, which can only grow under extremely special conditions, and it is rare to meet in a hundred years, if it is really impossible to find it in a short time, I am afraid that it will delay the dust-free disease.

Simply, it is better to listen to Lan Chuan's promise and send it to the Medicine King Valley for a try.

In this way, under the leadership of Lan Chuan, the group of three people marched towards the place of hope.

The road was quite bumpy, and when he reached a difficult place, he had to use his yuan power to climb over the obstacles, and the consequence of this was that Wuchen's face became more and more black, and the time for poison was greatly shortened!

"Be quick!" Seeing this, the Black King's face became more and more gloomy. While constantly using black mangs as dust-free to resist the spread of toxicity, he frequently shot and blasted the obstacles in front of him one by one.

The further you go, the more difficult the road is to walk beyond the ten-mile boundary of Mucheng. Ahead, there are boulders, weeds, and thick trees blocking the road. However, under the Black King's hands, these obstacles seemed to be useless, and they had been cleaned up before they came closer.

After seeing that another ancient tree that several people couldn't hug was uprooted by the Black King with a wave of his hand and thrown out dozens of meters away, Lan Chuan was even more afraid of the Black King's strength.

This kind of jealousy reached the peak after walking to the rugged part of the mountain road, and a fierce demon tiger blocked the way, but before he could even roar in warning, he was blasted by the black king in the blink of an eye.

According to Lan Chuan's detection, the level cultivation of this demon tiger must at least be the cultivation of a third-order Terran fusion monk, coupled with the strong physique of its own demon beast, its combat power is close to that of a fourth-order Terran fusion monk, or even a fifth-order monk! Even if a Terran monk who fuses the sixth order comes, he is unwilling to provoke easily.

Even if Lan Chuan himself encountered it, it was very tricky, but in front of the Black King, it was like a piece of rotten wood

"At least it has to be a seventh-order fusion cultivation!" This is Lan Chuan's definition of the Black King, but obviously this definition is a little less, as early as a month ago, when Hei ** just relied on the Resurrection Soul to repair some soul senses, he had already said that under the beast madness, he could protect his dustless life without worry

After killing a powerful demon beast like a thunderbolt, the road ahead is finally a lot calmer, after all, the strength of the demon tiger before is not low, and there is no scum left to be bombed if it is so strong, and other demon beasts want to come forward to make trouble, so naturally they must first weigh their own weight

Towards evening, when the sky was getting dark, the three of them finally came to the center of the dense forest, and a cliff in front of them successfully blocked the three of them.

The cliff is not on one side, but on all sides, and it looks like a deep canyon when viewed from above.

On a flat boulder not far from where Wuchen was standing, the name of the canyon was displayed, and the three big characters "Broken Love Valley" seemed to be engraved at random, but it was not simple.

The texture of the boulder is very fine, hit it by hand, you can't hear any sound, the color is blue and black like a spare, and the texture is very hard. Such a boulder as hard as iron has been carved with such deep handwriting, and the handwriting is regular and smooth, and the edges are as smooth as a mirror.

It can be seen that it is not a knife and an axe, but a strong yuan force on it!

"This person who carved the lettering has some skills. The black king stretched out his hand and pushed the boulder, but it didn't shake half a point, and he couldn't help sighing.

Hearing this, Lan Chuan smiled and did not reply, but walked to the edge of the cliff with a serious face and looked at the bottom of the deep valley in Xiangxia: "This is the Valley of Broken Love!"

"Oh?" the Black King raised his eyebrows with some interest, walked to his side and looked at it, and then looked around at the surrounding cliffs.

Seeing that the surface of the cliff was not uneven, it was also as smooth as a mirror, and the face of the Black King became extremely dignified for a while.

However, this expression only appeared for a moment, and then it was replaced by a touch of pride, and after a relentless cold snort, he turned his head to look at Wuchen who coughed a few times again.

"Where are you going now? Don't fool this king!" the black king pouted, not noticing Lan Chuan, whose face was suddenly startled because of the word zuihou in this sentence.

Taking a deep breath, Lan Chuan's eyes changed and changed, and then changed to a touch of calm. The thumb and middle fingertips touched each other, and a whistle blew in the mouth.

The whistle is not an ordinary whistle, but mixed with a strong soul power, and the spread is extremely far.

A moment later, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in the reddened sunlight of the sky, and it magnified sharply, and it was undoubtedly flying towards this place.

And the eyes of Wuchen and the Black King also followed suit, and they were placed on this black shadow. In the eyes of the two of them, the black shadow slowly enlarged, and Shaoqing flew in front of him, and it was a huge flying demonic beast.

The body of the beast is green, the head of the beast is white, the neck is slender and high, and the three clusters of thin feathers on the top are gently swayed, which is quite noble.

When he got close, he rushed to Lan Chuan with his head and tapped it three times, and then bowed his head, very respectful to Lan Chuan.

Seeing such a flying demonic beast, Wuchen is also very envious, and no matter what the strength is, this appearance is definitely very beautiful, and it is very eye-catching to want to fly on this thing.

"Hehe, I have nothing to do and raise such a mount casually, asking for convenience. Lan Chuan reached out and stroked the beast's head that hung down to the side of his hand, and said with a smile.

However, as soon as his words fell, the black king on the side rubbed his hands and said with a treacherous expression: "Since it is raised casually, it is not important to you to think about it, why don't you give it to me?"

After the Black King finished speaking, Wuchen was embarrassed for him, not to mention that Lan Chuan's face was extremely wonderful, he didn't expect the Black King to do such an article on top of his humble words

Seeing this, Wuchen grinned at the corners of his mouth and pulled back the black king, which broke the embarrassing situation.

At this time, Lan Chuan also smiled and laughed, turned over and jumped on the back of the beast, and then issued an invitation to Wuchen and the Black King: "Taking this beast down can save a lot of leg strength." ”

Hearing this, Wuchen and the Black King were also nowhere to be seen, and with the support of the Black King, the two also boarded the back of the big bird.

However, just as the Black King climbed on it, the big bird under him trembled and trembled, and refused to take off for a long time.

Just when Lan Chuan was puzzled, Wuchen hurriedly glanced at the Black King, signaling him to hide his good breath, which allowed the big bird to return to normal.

Suddenly, a wind rose and flew to the bottom of the canyon.

Standing on the back of the big bird, feeling the solidity under his feet, and not feeling the slightest wind blowing on his body at this time, Wuchen was also slightly surprised.

Slowly looking up, I saw that the high head of the big bird actually emitted a faint blue light to separate the wind. Wuchen's eyes are shining, no wonder the black ** is so talkative, it turns out that this big bird is not simple.

"What's the name of this flying beast?" Wuchen asked with interest.

"Wind Chaser. Lan Chuan looked back, his face was a little proud, and just as his words fell, before Wuchen could react, there was a sudden shock under him.

Wuchen's eyes suddenly looked at Xiangxia, but there was already solid land in front of him