Fang Yun took off a depleted swift talisman from his lap and took it to his eyes to look at it, only to see a red pattern drawn on the pale yellow talisman paper, with a little aura scattered on it, and it was gradually becoming dim. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

With a poof, the talisman spontaneously ignited and turned into a ball of fire.

Fang Yun shook his hand, letting this fireball float away from the tree, and sighed in his heart: "Is this the Immortal Family Talisman? It looks really mysterious, I don't know when I will have the opportunity to learn?"

At this time, he deeply felt that the cultivation of immortals was broad and profound, and now he had just stepped into the threshold, peeking at one or two of them, just take this swift order talisman as an example, before he saw it, he would never have thought that he could use a piece of talisman paper to carry some mysterious spells.

It is conceivable that there are still many mysteries of cultivating immortals that I don't know?

For a while, he was in awe, and he didn't dare to slack off on the current situation.

Glancing at the dark mountains in front of him, a gust of gloomy wind came out of nowhere, blowing on his body and making people shiver involuntarily.

Woo woo~~~

A wail came faintly, making people feel that their hairs stood on end, adding a sense of yin and murder.

"Demon Brake Valley really lives up to its reputation, I have to be careful!" Fang Yun said to himself, jumping down from the tree lightly, discerning the direction, and carefully heading north along the mountain range in front of him.

The path he chose did not go deep into the Demon Temple Valley, but only went around the edge to the north, and after about a dozen miles, he would turn back to the west and return to the sect.

Fang Yun was quite in awe of the Demon Brake Valley, and learned from the books in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion that this Demon Brake Valley was a very mysterious place, and in ancient times, it was a battlefield in the great battle between human monks and demons in the Demon Realm, and countless bones were buried.

This place is full of sinister aura, and if ordinary people walk in, they will be covered in blood and frozen in a moment, and the whole person will lose his mind and become a walking corpse that only knows how to kill.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the yin and evil aura in this place has accumulated, breeding many evil demons and evil things, such as skeletons, yin corpses, resentful spirits, demons, evil ghosts, and so on.

The relationship between this place and the Sword Casting Gate is delicate, when there is an invasion of foreign enemies, the Demon Temple Valley covers most of the east side of the Sword Casting Gate, which plays a role in resisting foreign enemies;

However, although it is a place of trial, it is not simple at all, and disciples often disappear here.

And the tasks related to this place issued by the sect mission office are often marked as dangerous or extremely dangerous, at least they can only enter with the identity of a disciple of the outer sect.

Fang Yun didn't know how Senior Brother Jiang Zhicheng dared to choose that sect task back then, I heard that a group of twenty of them entered together, and in the end, only Jiang Zhicheng walked out alone, which can be described as nine deaths, but he gained a great opportunity, and since then, he has gradually revealed, as if he already has the strength of an elite disciple of the outer sect.

"Whew-"

Rubbing his slightly throbbing right eyelid, Fang Yun let out a long breath, calming his impetuous heart.

I don't know if it was affected by the yin qi here, or because he thought of some bad rumors in the Demon Brake Valley, he had been a little uneasy, and decided to find a safe place to meditate and recover his internal qi first.

Looking around, I found a remote gap in the rocks, got into it and hid it, and took out a small Pei Yuan Dan, only to see that the color was light green, exuding a faint fragrance, and it was extraordinary at a glance.

Fang Yun was overjoyed in his heart, and according to the instructions of the girl in white, he used his fingernails to divide this elixir into two halves, put away half of it, and put the other half into his mouth.

Suddenly, a sweet warm current entered the abdomen, and bursts of pure medicinal power diffused into the meridians, several times more powerful than the medicinal power of the Qi Nourishing Pill.

Fang Yun was overjoyed, hurriedly transported the mysterious exercises, and began to refine the ......

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About half an hour later, Fang Yun opened his eyes suddenly, and his essence flashed.

At this time, not only the internal qi that had been lost was completely restored, but the cultivation had also increased by a small section, and the whole body was filled with lingering energy.

Fang Yun waved his arm casually, bringing the wind to the fore, and his heart couldn't help but be overjoyed, it seems that this little Pei Yuan Dan is indeed not small in medicinal power, even if it is half a pill, now the medicinal power has not been completely refined, and a small half is still left in the meridians, and the meridians are slightly swollen and painful, it can be seen that if you eat one grain at a time, you will definitely end up with a broken death!

Thanks to the reminder of the girl in white, she was quite grateful, and she raised the vial and looked at it, this vial was full of ten grains, enough for herself to use for a year, and her heart was even more happy.

"It's worthy of the pill taken by the inner disciples, if I were those miscellaneous servants and outer disciples, I would have to fight hard!"

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, carefully put away Xiao Pei Yuandan, got up and pushed away the stone that sealed the crack, first observed the surrounding movements, and then carefully drilled out.

Suddenly, with a snort, a skeleton with white bones jumped down from the top of his head, picked up a huge bone stick and smashed it at Fang Yun's head.

Fang Yun had long been on guard, being attacked by this skeleton only made him slightly surprised, and he immediately reacted, reaching out to take off the hammer from his waist and slamming it at the bone rod.

The hammer brought up a strong wind, and with a thud, it smashed the skeleton and the bone rod into a volley of explosions, and the broken bone residue flew in all directions, and the phosphorus fire was like fireworks blooming in the dark night.

Fang Yun himself was taken aback, he didn't expect that his current strength would be so great, it was all thanks to that half of the little Pei Yuan Dan!

Carrying a hammer and searching nearby, in addition to this lurking white bone skeleton, there were three other nearby, all of which were killed one by one by Fang Yun using the mysterious hammer technique.

The bodies of these white bone skeletons are all transformed by ten thousand years of dry bones, absorbing the yin and evil qi of this place into essence, becoming quite strong, agile, and equivalent to a fourth-level martial artist, if you don't have enough strength, it is difficult to kill.

However, when he encountered Fang Yun, who had a strong internal qi and a mysterious hammer method that was unpredictable, it was not enough to break through ten thousand coincidences.

Stretching out his left hand, he used the mysterious ancient sword to suck in all the little soul fires scattered around, the white bone fragments in the place became completely dim, and there was no longer the slightest vitality, Fang Yun couldn't help but secretly said: "It's a pity that these are all ordinary white bone skeletons, if only they could meet the demonic spirit, if you want to cast a real demon cultivation sword, there is still a lack of that!"

The Demon Demon Spirit can only come out of the Demon Brake Valley, and no one knows which Demon Demon Spirit will contain the Demon Demon Spirit, and even if it does, the killer himself must be able to collect the Demon Demon Spirit with his own hands, otherwise he will not be able to forge the Demon Cultivation Sword.

With such various restrictions, it was extremely difficult to forge the Demon Cultivation Sword, Fang Yun planned to wait until he became an official outer disciple and then come to this Demon Temple Valley to cultivate, he had the perseverance to practice the Cold Blue Needle hundreds of thousands of times, he didn't believe that he couldn't brush the Demon Spirit in this Demon Temple Valley!

After cleaning up the white bone skeletons that blocked the way, Fang Yun set out on the road again, and he didn't encounter any too powerful demons and evil spirits along the way, all of them were cleaned up by him casually or with a mysterious hammer method or with a cold blue needle.

About an hour later, just as he was resting on his knees when a dark wind blew, and a blood-shadowed imp with scarlet eyes floated up.

Fang Yun was suddenly startled, reached out and picked up the hammer, and jumped up from the ground.

"Hehehe, Senior Brother Fang, you are so leisurely! After killing fifteen people, you actually hid in this Demon Temple Valley to meditate!" With the voice, Jiang Zhicheng's legs flashed with spiritual light, and he jumped and jumped as if he was stepping on stilts.

On his left and right, he was followed by two brothers, Song Cheng and Song Shan, with a shrunken expression, looking around, as if he was a little scared.

Fang Yun's right eyelid suddenly jumped a few times, an inexplicable crisis hit his heart, and when his gaze met Jiang Zhicheng's, he found that the latter's pupils became blood-red, projecting a murderous intent.

Fang Yun suddenly understood why he was so nervous, this Jiang Zhicheng revealed the secret of killing fifteen people in one word, and also tracked him all the way to find himself, if he said that he had the secret of the ancient sword, this person definitely had some kind of powerful hole card, otherwise he would never be so confident.

"This person is the same as me, he is also a person of great luck, he definitely has the strength to kill me!" This thought flashed, Fang Yun's mouth was dry, and he involuntarily clenched the hammer, and the cold blue needles in the dantian trembled slightly.

Jiang Zhicheng had a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly waved his hand, and a black light flew silently.

Fang Yun's heart jumped suddenly, the real killing machine is coming!