In the Valley of the Fallen Gods, Feng Yuan passed through the fog, his brain felt a whirlwind of the sky, his eyes went black, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw that he was already in this valley.

"It's dangerous! It felt like it was the bronze statue, and it was almost finished. ”

It's just that as soon as he approached the valley mouth and was about to go in, the next moment he felt that he was suddenly hit by an incomparably powerful consciousness on his body, which made him tremble, and that feeling made him straighten his body directly, and even stopped breathing.

Then he came to the current place, after coming in, he didn't see the dilapidated bronze statue again, Feng Yuan thought in his heart, this valley inside and outside the valley is estimated to be two worlds, what he can see under his feet is still the familiar terracotta, he can't see the end at a glance, all he can see is desolation, and the smell of the times, I'm afraid it's here. This valley has its own world, and it has existed since ancient times, but for some reason no one has ever set foot on this land.

"What the hell is this place, and I don't know where this red-blooded Bodhi was born?" Feng Yuan pondered as he habitually looked around with his divine soul.

"Hey? It's also strange in this valley, my spirit can only detect a hundred meters away, so I can't feel anything, I'm afraid it has something to do with the special environment here, it seems to be the same as the boss said, just let me go and investigate." As he spoke, he prepared to fly into the air with his feet, take a look at the environment here from a high place, and look for the whereabouts of the red-blooded Bodhi by the way.

But as soon as his feet left the ground, he flew up two feet high, and the golden light lines flashed on the terracotta, and he felt that his whole body felt incomparably stressed, as if there were thousands of mountains pressing on his body, and suddenly his old face was flushed, and the bones in his body were about to be crushed, so he had to retreat to the ground.

"It seems that there is also a forbidden air magic circle here, and it can't fly, where to find this huge place, fortunately, I made preparations before I came!" After that, his left hand slapped his waist, and a small silver sword half a meter long flew out, and the sword head emitted this faint light, and after hovering in the air for a while, the sword head pointed in one direction and flew forward.

Looking at the small sword flying in the air, Feng Yuan said with a smile: "Hehe, fortunately, my Xuantian master, left a soul mark in that place last time, otherwise I don't know where to start, this place is not suitable for a long time, it is better to get to the red blood Bodhi as soon as possible, it is better to leave as soon as possible, the ghost knows what other evil things are in this place." ”

Even if you don't use the source force to fly, the foot power of the cultivator of the God Realm is much stronger than that of a normal innate cultivator, and with one step of the phantom body, the person is already a hundred meters away, following the direction of the little sword's flight.

Feng Yuan had just walked on his front foot, and after a while, there was another ripple in the void, and the space was distorted, and a person fell out of it, this person was not someone else, it was really Yuan Taiyi who came in from outside the valley.

In a trance, after getting up from the ground, after observing for a while, he found that something was wrong here, and followed along the back of Feng Yuan, he wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in this gourd in this Feng Yuan.

After walking for about a pillar of incense, Feng Yuan slowly found that the temperature around him was getting colder and colder, and he shivered without shivering, and it was strange to say that after he entered the realm of cultivating gods, he had already been in the realm of cold and heat for a long time, and he could still feel a piercing cold, which really made him strange.

Some bones like white jade began to appear on the terracotta from time to time, I don't know how many years have passed, there is no weathering point in the passage of time, the bones are like white jade, but to the touch, there is no vitality and energy fluctuations for a long time, this is also some of the great powers who don't know what age, the bones left behind, which makes him more and more careful about this place.

The flying sword flew over, inserted into the ground, and a canyon appeared in front of the wind abyss, and in the middle of the canyon was sunken down, a huge mountain peak was erected from the ground, the mountain was full of mist, and several hot magma were surrounded by the corners of the mountain, and a large number of white bones were floating on it, and the fire was monstrous, reflecting here, did you hear all kinds of wails from the bottom of the magma, the scene was very cautious, and the shape of the whole mountain looked like a furnace from a distance, as if it was sacrificing something.

Looking up, on the edge of the cliff, according to the sparks, look closely, there is a dilapidated temple, in front of the door of the temple, there is a rusty bronze statue, gray mist is filled, not far from it, there is a strange shape of the plant, the trunk is like a twisted human face, the branches bear a few delicate fruits like red agate, it looks very attractive.

The moment he saw this fruit, Feng Yuan's pupils dilated, his heart beat faster, and a surprised expression instantly appeared on his face, he knew that it must be the Red Blood Bodhi. It didn't matter anything else, as long as he got it, he would definitely be able to step into the holy realm of his dreams, so he was ready to lift his steps and stride forward.

As soon as he took two steps, he realized that the scene next to him was so familiar, wasn't this the terrifying bronze statue they had just seen outside the valley?

"Not good, withdraw!"

Feng Yuan's old face was shocked, the expression on his face almost didn't cry, and the mood in his heart was not able to take care of the red blood Bodhi for a while, it was important to save his life first, and in an instant, regardless of the runes under the feet of the image, he ran frantically into the distance, and suddenly retreated to a distance of ten thousand meters.

I thought that I had finally come here, and I was in a good mood, and when I saw the red blood Bodhi, I was obviously one step away from hope, but who knew that it would end up like this, and he Fengyuan was unwilling!

"Well, it doesn't seem to be anything unusual, isn't it?" Feng Yuan thought about it for a long time, if this bronze statue really wanted to kill him, I am afraid that he didn't ask how he ran, not to mention that he didn't make a move, just the evil things condensed from his body, and it didn't take much effort to make these sect masters in the Red Domain basically wipe out, even if he just came in, he could feel the suffocating coercion, and he was afraid that he would die thousands of times with a thought.

But he sneaked into this valley, and obviously felt the anger in that thought, but why did the bronze statue look like a dead thing when they met again just now, and there was no movement at all, or was it what kind of opportunity he wanted to move?

Thinking that I have entered the Divine Realm at the age of more than 300 years old, and I have been cultivating for thousands of years, I know that I have no hope, so I have never dared to break through. Even if he enters the realm of cultivating gods, he is only more than three thousand years old, and now he has passed most of his life, and he has missed this opportunity, I am afraid that there is no hope in this life, what is the use of leaving the remaining thousand years of life to die!" Feng Yuan thought to himself.

Although this Feng Yuan is cunning, he was not a genius back then, he was very smart from below, and he cultivated his soul in less than three hundred years and broke into the realm of cultivating gods, but unfortunately the fate was a little worse, he was stuck in the realm of cultivating gods for thousands of years, and he never found the opportunity to break through, not that he was not talented enough, but that the realm of the holy realm was too powerful, and once he entered the holy realm, it could not be described as a human concept, and how many geniuses were finally stuck in this critical step, and finally life and death disappeared.

"This may be a chance that God has given me Fengyuan! If I guess by luck, my Holy Realm opportunity will be expected, haha!" Feng Yuan figured everything out and said with a long smile.

After a while, he quietly returned there, vigilantly looking at the bronze statue and there was no change, carefully sacrificing his magic weapon, always ready for defense, and walked towards the mountain......

Today is April Fool's Day, I wish everyone can confess their favorite goddess!