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As we slowly descended deeper into the Valley of Ten Thousand Burials, the fog around us became heavier and heavier.

This mist is emitted by the corrupted corpses of dead powers, and has the effect of enchanting the mind. Except for some hermit masters whose martial arts have reached the realm of transformation, all people and animals who enter this fog will be led by the fog to various killing arrays.

Although this fog is so dangerous, Su Wancha and Ma Yunlai, who are walking in front, seem to be unaffected, as if they are walking in their own back garden.

The sword that followed them was wide open, carefully observing the surroundings.

The ground of this Valley of Ten Thousand Burials is all composed of bare red rocks, and around the rocks, there are all kinds of strange flowers and plants.

Some of them emerge from crevices in the rocks, leafless, flowered, and black, with a prismatic fruit at the top of the flower emitting a strange black glow.

Some of them are directly rooted in the red rocks, their red roots wrap the red rocks densely, and there is a faint blood-red light flashing from the roots, passing to the blood-red plants above that look like trees but not trees, flowers and not flowers.

"I don't know what this stone is made of, but looking at the appearance of this plant, it seems to be absorbing the nutrients in this red stone, is it possible...... What is contained in this stone is the blood of ancient immortals and demons?"

Jian Li shuddered involuntarily.

If everything is really as he thinks, how many immortals and demons are dyed with the blood of this endless stone?

Continue to walk for a while, the fog is getting thicker and thicker, if ordinary people come here, I am afraid that everything within one foot will not be able to see clearly, even if the sword is away from the spiritual power to reach the fourth order of the silver drop, it can only barely feel the distance within three zhang.

Looking at Su Wancha, who was still calm in front of him, Jian Xuan was puzzled, "What is there around here that can make Su Wancha not lose her way in the thickening fog." ”

After careful observation for a while, Jian Li noticed that every once in a while, one or two black boulders would appear around the red stone, and a strange tree grew on this boulder.

Looking at the strange tree that was constantly radiating light, the sword moved.

He suddenly remembered that in the memory of Shennong's predecessors, there was a kind of tree----- its shape was like grain and black, and its flowers were shining.

Roughly speaking, there is a kind of tree that looks like a tree, has a black vein, and its body exudes a black light, and people will not get lost if they are around him or wear it.

Could it be that this is the maze tree in the memory of Shennong's predecessors?

"Looking at the form of the tree in front of me, there must be no doubt that it is a misty tree. It's no wonder that the Medicine King Valley was able to collect the Silver Xia Fruit from this Ten Thousand Burial Valley, with this Misty Tree, as long as he didn't step into the Ten Thousand Burial Valley, there would definitely not be any great danger. I don't know how much manpower and material resources it took to find these trees in the endless Valley of Ten Thousand Burials. The sword sighed.

After a slight pause, Jianli quietly walked over to the misty tree and broke off a few branches.

This branch may be able to be used in the future, so put it on your body in case you need it.

Thinking about it, Jian Li put the black veined branch into his arms, and then continued to follow behind Su Wancha and the others.

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"Senior Sister Su, what did you say about that pretending Ge Erdan, who deceived our Medicine King Valley's Refining Pill, not to mention, but also stole Shennong Ding and Spiritual Fire. We're going to come to this hellish place now to collect silver travert!"

Jianli, who was not far away, heard the sound of Ma Yunlai muttering, and secretly sneered in his heart.

All this does not belong to you Medicine King Valley, Medicine King Valley has forcibly occupied Shennong Ding and Linghuo for so many years, and you should be content, and now, Xiao Ye is just taking back what does not belong to you.

"Ma Yunlai, if you are jealous of Ge Erdan, just say it, why do you have to say it so roundabout. I know better than you what kind of person Ge Erdan is. If you bother with useless things, don't follow me!"

After Su Wancha finished speaking, she turned her head and glared at Ma Yunlai fiercely, and walked forward with a faster pace.

"Senior Sister Su, you ......" Looking at Su Wancha who was leaving quickly, Ma Yunlai's hatred for "Ge Erdan" deepened.

"Ge Erdan, you'd better hide well for the rest of your life, if I find out about your existence, it will definitely make your life worse than death!"

After standing in place and gritting his teeth, Ma Yun looked at the purple shadow that was gradually disappearing, touched his arms, and showed an intriguing smirk on his face.

The fog around him became thicker, and the red rocks beneath his feet deepened in color, with the occasional few blood-red rocks interspersed with light purple spots on top of them.

And the plants that grow in this rock are even more eerie.

Jian Li used all his strength, held his breath, and cautiously followed behind Su Wancha and the others.

The unknown roar in the sky became clearer and clearer, as if the place where the sound came from was not far in front of him.

Jian Li caught the gap and breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the cold sweat from the corner of his forehead.

Others don't know, but he knows very well, the unknown roar in the sky is likely to be an ancient immortal Buddha power, or a strange beast that has been dead for tens of thousands of years and has an immortal soul.

Except for the roar in the sky, there was not a single sound around the Valley of Ten Thousand Burials.

Even the rustle of the wind blowing the grass and trees, and the subtle chirping of insects, all disappeared strangely here.

It's as if there is no wind here, no insects at all.

This eerie silence, combined with the strange vegetation and trees around it, does not seem abrupt at all, as if the Valley of Ten Thousand Burials should be like this...

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"Ahhh~~!"

An eerie silence was broken by a sudden scream.

"Who!"

The preoccupied sword was careless, almost revealing his figure, but fortunately it was muffled by the scream.

Stabilizing his emotions, Jian Li felt the front carefully.

The strange picture that suddenly appeared in front of him made Jian Li gasp.

A skull the size of a house protruded not far ahead, and in the middle of the skull was a beautifully crafted sword with a glimmering cold light.

The sword slashed through the Yintang acupoint in the middle of the skull, and came out through the top of the head.

What's even more bizarre is that there is not a trace of blood in the cut on the neck below the head and around the sword.

I don't know if there is no blood in the skull itself, or if the blood in it has been drained.

What the hell is this skull? After so much time, it is still lifelike!

With straight eyebrows, deep eyes, a high nose, and a face like a knife and axe, this head must have been a rather handsome man before his death.

"It can be imagined how beautiful this man was during his lifetime, but it's a pity ......"

Jianli, who had calmed down, looked at the handsome head in the distance and sighed in his heart.

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