After leaving Sangtu City, Lu Chen found that there were many mountains on the road to Nanjun.

Every few days, you can see a mountain.

On this day, when Lu Chen and Li Guisi were moving forward, they found that there were arrays of magic weapons flashing in front of them, but they saw a group of monks fighting with a demon tiger more than ten feet tall.

The Demon Tiger's giant eyes flashed with red blood, and every time the giant claws were struck, a monk was injured!

This ** monk, there was despair in their eyes, not only were they injured in their bodies at this moment, but the spiritual power in their bodies was almost exhausted, and they had no chance to escape in front of this ninth-order demon tiger.

At this moment, two figures landed not far in front of everyone, and these monks were stunned, and then they all showed anticipation.

"Senior, help!"

A green-shirted monk at the head of the group said to Lu Chen, "Fellow Daoist, please help!"

When the demon tiger saw that a human monk had come to ruin his own good deeds, he let out a roar of rage.

However, the demon tiger did not rush to attack, and the young monk in front of it gave it a feeling of extreme danger.

"Fellow Daoist, this ninth-order demon tiger, if the two of us join forces, we should be able to repel it. The green-shirted monk said.

Lu Chen nodded, and took out the silver brush from the storage ring.

The moment the green-shirted monk saw the silver brush, his pupils contracted slightly, and the aura emanating from the brush fluctuated, which was much stronger than the ninth-order high-grade magic weapon, could it be a top-level magic weapon?

He couldn't help but be very curious about Lu Chen's identity as an alien monk, knowing that there weren't many ninth-order high-grade magic weapons in the Forgotten Land.

At the moment when the monk in the green shirt lost his mind, Lu Chen waved his brush, and the tip of the pen was lightly swiped, one, two, and three strokes、...... Nine strokes, a "seal" word suddenly appeared.

The moment the word "sealed" flew towards the demon tiger, it quickly became more than ten zhang in size.

The word "seal" exudes a strange power, and there are traces of transparent lines through.

These transparent lines were intertwined, and in the blink of an eye, the demon beast was firmly encircled.

The uneasiness in the demon tiger's heart became stronger and stronger, and soon, it found that the demon power in its body had stagnated and could not function at all.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

......

Ten breaths.

After ten breaths, the demon tiger found that his demonic power was back in operation.

At this moment, the demon tiger's heart was shocked, and his eyes were full of fear when he looked at Lu Chen, if this young monk had done something to himself just now, he might have turned into a corpse at this moment.

The monster's huge body slowly retreated step by step, and suddenly, it turned around and ran wildly, burrowing into the dense forest and disappearing.

The green-shirted monk still didn't understand at the moment, the reason why the demon tiger retreated was definitely because he was afraid of the strength of this foreign monk.

"Nanjun Zhang Yuncheng, thank you for your help!" Zhang Yuncheng thanked Lu Chen.

The eight Jindan monks behind Zhang Yuncheng bowed to Lu Chen.

"Zhang Daoyou, are you taking your disciples to test here?" Lu Chen asked.

"Between Sangtu City and Nanjun, there are mountains and rivers and dense forests, and there are many demon beasts in them, so I brought the young disciples of the clan to try it out, but I didn't expect to encounter the ninth-order Blue Demon Tiger. Zhang Yuncheng said.

"Don't know the name of your friend yet?" Zhang Yuncheng asked.

"Mortal Realm Monk Lu Chen, this is Li Guisi Daoyou. Lu Chen said.

Hearing this, Zhang Yuncheng's body was shocked and asked, "Isn't Daoyou Mo the great worship of the Ding family in Xijun Lu Zun?"

"Exactly!" Lu Chen looked surprised, how could the other party know about him.

Zhang Yuncheng explained, "Lu Zun, I heard from a clansman when he passed through this place a few days ago, when he was traveling in Xijun, he happened to see the earth-shattering battle between you and the Shen family. ”

Immediately, Zhang Yuncheng asked, "Lu Zun and Li Daoyou, why don't you two go to Zhang's house in my Nanjun County for a few days, and let you do your best to be a landlord!"

"Then disturb Zhang Daoyou!" Lu Chen smiled slightly.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared a hundred feet away in front of everyone.

The old man is the old man in black who laughed at Lu Chen when he first entered the Land of Oblivion, this person's name is Wu Qianchou, he is a famous loose cultivator in Beihai, the realm of the Great Perfection of the Gods, known as the ghost-faced poison king, and is good at poisoning.

The old man was near here just now, and when Lu Chen took out the silver brush, the old man knew that the rumor that Sun Liuliang died at Lu Chen's hands was true.

This person's heart is hot now, he and Sun Liuliang are good friends, he knows that Sun Liuliang has a black token of the Dragon Immortal Mansion Inheritance Cave Mansion on his body, and he is sure that this token must be on Lu Chen's body now.

Therefore, when he saw Lu Chen appear here, the old man made up his mind in his heart to slowly approach Lu Chen, take advantage of his unpreparedness, attack and kill Lu Chen, and seize the black token and silver brush on Lu Chen's body.

The reason why the old man dared to take a risk was that he was more confident in his poison skills, and secondly, he had a centipede demon beast, and his strength was comparable to that of a human god cultivator.

The moment Li Guisi saw Wu Qianchou appear, a deep look of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

"Old decay greets Lu Zun!" Wu Qianchou said with a smile and clasped his fists at Lu Chen.

Li Guisi introduced, "Lu Zun, this Wu Qianchou predecessor is one of the most famous great monks in Beihai, known as the Ghost Face Poison King!"

A different color flashed in Lu Chen's eyes, he had an impression of this person, he was right at the beginning

He was dismissive, but his attitude at the moment was unusually polite, there was definitely something wrong with this.

But reaching out not to hit the smiling man, Lu Chen still hugged his fists and said, "I've seen Wu Daoyou!"

Wu Qianchou asked, "Is Lu Zun going to Nanjun?"

Lu Chen nodded and did not object.

Lu Chen's expression was as usual, but he was vigilant in his heart.

More than ten days passed quickly.

On this day, everyone passed through an extremely strange mountain, within a radius of dozens of miles, bare, there was no trace of wild beasts or birds, nor any flowers and trees.

Moreover, Lu Chen found that there was a strange formation around the mountain, exuding a majestic aura.

Not only Lu Chen, but also the ghost-faced poisonous monarch Wu Qianchou and Li Guisi also frowned at the same time.

Zhang Yuncheng explained, "Lu Zun, Senior Wu, there is an Ancient Strange Array on the top of this mountain, and inside the formation is a closed valley, about dozens of miles in size, which is the place of exile in our small world, and it is called the Valley of Death by the monks!"

"Death Valley?" asked Li Guisi, puzzled.

"This Ancient Strange Array is infinitely powerful, even if dozens of Great Cultivators attack at the same time, it is impossible to break through its defenses, and in addition, once you enter it, you can only wait for death, and it is impossible for the monks inside to get out of the trap. ”

"If you stay in an enclosed space for hundreds or thousands of years, you will become crazy if you don't die, hence the term Death Valley. ”

While he was talking, several long rainbows roared.

Several figures appeared in front of everyone, led by a young monk, who had cultivated in the early stage of the gods, with an arrogant look on his face.

This person was holding a Yuanying monk whose spiritual power had been sealed.

I saw this person throw the Yuanying Monk in the direction of Death Valley, and the Yuanying Monk kept shouting, "I don't want to enter the Death Valley, please, let me go!"

The young monk sneered, "This is what will happen if you offend my Murong family!"

After the young monk saw Lu Chen and the others, he didn't say hello, and turned into a long rainbow and left again.

Wu Qianchou said, "I don't know the rules, if this is the mortal realm, the old man will definitely teach him a good lesson!"

Zhang Yuncheng said, "The predecessors don't know, this person is from the Murong family, this family is the largest family in Nanjun, and he is the actual controller of Nanjun. ”

Wu Qianchou frowned and asked, "Is this Murong family very powerful?"

Zhang Yuncheng said, "The Murong family has two Great Perfection cultivators, there are nearly 100 Avatar Divine Monarchs, and there are as many as 40,000 or 50,000 cultivators in the clan. ”

Wu Qianchou fell silent when he heard this, so it seems that this Murong family is indeed very strong.