The closer the day is to the end of the mission in the Valley of the Dragons, the more tense the atmosphere in the valley becomes. Elite disciples who are very confident in their own strength will frequently wander around, and once they catch a lone monk, they will mercilessly kill and seize treasures, even if they are from the same sect.

But if they encounter an opponent with similar strength, the two will leave quite tacitly, as if they had never met.

No one wants to fight to the death with a master without being sure.

Zhao Di has been slowly rushing to Ping'an Valley during this time, firstly, he has enough time, and secondly, he is very cautious, always using hidden spirit techniques and moving forward slowly. As a result, the speed at which he acted was rather unfast. In addition, he frequently detected other monks passing by, so in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he had to take shelter for a while, and he also delayed a lot of time.

Along the way, he had avoided at least seven or eight thirteenth-layer cultivators in the Qi Refining Period, and had even witnessed a life-and-death battle between two thirteenth-layer cultivators.

As a result, the monk of Baiqiaomen made a set of four flying knives several inches long to make the sky fly, and another opponent, a middle-aged Taoist priest from Yuqingmen, was in a hurry, and finally revealed his flaws and died tragically under the knife.

Zhao Di was confident that if he suddenly appeared at this time, he would be able to kill this monk of the Baiqiao Sect with one blow with the best magic weapon, the Fish Intestine Sword. However, he considered that the use of the best magic weapon consumed too much spiritual power, and if he met a monk in a row later, the danger would be greatly increased, so he finally let the monk leave.

Anyway, he had already completed two tasks, and he didn't have to take the risk.

In this way, after seven or eight days, Zhao Di, who had been careful all the way, finally slowly approached Ping'an Valley, only a little more than a hundred miles away from the exit.

Now, as long as he passed through the narrow valley in front of him, he could enter the scope of Ping'an Valley, and then he could find a hole in the ground, a big tree and something like that to hide, and quietly wait for the opening of the exit of the Descending Dragon Valley.

Now is the bloodiest and most crazy moment in the valley! At this time, those who still dare to walk around in the valley are all elite disciples of various factions. They are like seasoned hunters, looking for their "prey".

Some elite disciples choose to wander around, and when they encounter one kills another!

Some choose to ambush in dangerous places and arteries, and come and kill one by one!

This valley in front of Zhao Di, which is only more than 200 zhang long, is a good place for ambushes, not only leading directly to Ping'an Valley, but also many monks passing by here, but also the terrain is narrow, and the grass and trees on the mountain wall are lush, which is very unsuitable for the flight of imperial weapons! Therefore, if there are elite disciples ambushing here, it is very likely that they will succeed in a sneak attack!

Zhao Di had not planned to reach Ping'an Valley from here. But after repeated and careful probing with his divine sense, he found that there was indeed not a single monk in this valley.

Probably the most dangerous place is safer. This place is so steep that no monk usually chooses this road, but prefers to detour for dozens of miles. Perhaps this is the reason why there is no trace of the monk here.

With such an idea, Zhao Di simply chose to walk through the valley here.

He exerted the Hidden Spirit Technique to the fullest, and the whole person did not show any breath, step by step into the slender valley sandwiched by two tall mountain peaks, and his divine sense was constantly perceiving everything around him.

Suddenly, a powerful spiritual power fluctuation burst out from the mountain rocks seven or eight feet away from him, and then a blue light broke through the air and flew straight towards Zhao Di.

Zhao Di didn't care about pasting a defensive talisman, but directly scooped out a crystal clear ice shield and greeted it against the blue light.

As long as this spirit tool has been installed with spirit stones, it can be activated at any time, which is much faster than ordinary magic weapons. Therefore, at the moment of crisis, Zhao Di didn't think much about it and used the ice shield of the medium-grade spirit tool.

With the crisp sound of "ding", a spike-shaped magic weapon seven or eight inches long in the blue light was easily intercepted by the ice shield.

Although Xiao Dun has a small horn defect, after all, it is a medium-grade spirit tool with a mid-grade ice spirit stone installed, and it is naturally no pressure to face the blow of the blue spike of the high-grade magic weapon.

"Medium-grade spirit tools!"

"The best magic weapon?"

Both men shouted at the same time. The difference is that the other party sighed in surprise, while Zhao Di had a questioning tone.

The one who sent out the blue spikes to attack Zhao Di was a young man in white in his twenties, with sword eyebrows and thin eyes, an eagle nose and a cocked mouth, and he was an aggressive person at first glance. This is a translucent cloak in his hand that is full of brilliance and resembles silk but not silk into his arms, but his eyes are staring at the transparent ice shield in front of Zhao Di.

However, Zhao Di suddenly noticed the strange cloak, judging from the fluctuations of aura that this cloak exuded, sometimes extremely strong, sometimes faint, it was very similar to an extremely rare auxiliary superlative magic weapon! Presumably, the other party had completely deceived his divine sense with this treasure. Even from seven or eight feet close, he didn't notice anything unusual. It can be seen that this cloak is by no means an ordinary high-grade magic weapon.

"You mean this cloak? No, it's not a supreme artifact, it's a remnant of a magic weapon. Although it is a remnant product, it is still a few points stronger than the average best magic weapon. The young man in white said slowly, as if he was talking about the most ordinary and ordinary things in the world.

"Remnants of the magic weapon! You can actually own this thing, it seems that Daoyou is not an ordinary disciple of the Qi Refining Period! With the net worth of Daoyou, you shouldn't be able to beat the idea of being beaten!" Zhao Di was shocked in his heart, this white-clothed young man gave him an unfathomable feeling from the moment he appeared. He vaguely guessed that something terrible was about to happen!

"That's right! With you, a twelfth-story monk, you are swaggering in front of me, and Cheng is too lazy to move a finger to kill you. But your aura concealment technique is very ingenious, if you hadn't come close to me and appeared in my naked eye, my divine sense alone would not have been able to detect any of your aura fluctuations! The whitefriar nodded, a strange smile on his lips.

"Oh, I see! Presumably now, even if I hand over this secret book, Daoist friends will not let it go?" Zhao Di's heart sank, and he said slowly.

The young man in white stroked his palms and laughed, and said, "Haha! Daoist friends are really smart and clever! It's a pity, it's a pity, such a smart person is going to die in this Dragon Descending Valley today." What you said is right, an ordinary Qi Refining Stage twelveth-layer cultivator would not be able to prevent Cheng Someone's blue sand nail from sneaking attack, let alone take out a medium-grade spirit tool inlaid with a mid-grade ice spirit stone. So, I'm also very interested in the net worth of Daoyou! In this way, if Daoyou really wants to live, he will leave all the storage bags and this ice shield, and then stab his eyes. For the sake of my friendship with Daoist friends at first sight and having a very happy conversation, I will leave Daoyou a small life. After speaking, the young man nodded at Zhao Di, as if this was already a great favor.

"I'm sorry! Although the eyes under me are not pretty, they are also cherished tightly, and they will definitely not be destroyed. Although Daoyou has the remnants of the magic weapon in his hand, according to the careful inspection, it should only be strange in terms of stealth and concealment, etc., and it doesn't seem to have much effect in terms of attack and defense. Zhao Di said unhurriedly, continuing to talk and laugh with the other party.

"Hehe, that's good. Daoyou's eyes are like torches, and I am more and more reluctant to kill Daoyou like this. In this way, Cheng doesn't ask Daoyou to self-destruct his eyes, Daoyou might as well seriously consider my suggestion?" The tone of the young man in white seemed to be extremely sincere.

"No need!" Zhao Di's words were categorical, and there was no room for negotiation.

"That's a pity!" the young man in white shook his head, showing an expression of great regret.

After saying these words, the white-clothed young man slowly beckoned the blue nail back into his hand and put it in the storage bag.

Without waiting for the young man in white to take out any more shocking treasures, Zhao Di had already taken the lead!

In one go, he pasted more than a dozen defensive talismans such as "Golden Shield Talisman" and "Wooden Armor Talisman" on his body, and then with a shake of his hands, a silver light and more than thirty red lights flew out from his cuffs.

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