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However, he didn't feel too much psychological burden, after all, now that Qin Tianheng had reached the realm of Martial Saint, his strength was much higher than him, and it was normal for him not to directly fight with him.

Even if those ten Martial Venerables knew about the grievances between him and Qin Tianheng, it was estimated that no one would talk about him, because in the eyes of everyone, there was a huge gap between the Martial Zun Realm and the Martial Saint Realm, and in the face of the enemies of the Martial Saint Realm, even if he turned around and fled, it would not be a shame.

On the contrary, if a Martial Venerable wants to fight with a Martial Saint super powerhouse, it would be reckless.

"When I find the fourth demon seed, I don't have to be so jealous of the Martial Saint powerhouse. Qin Fan secretly thought in his heart, although he was slightly aggrieved to leave like this, it was a wise move.

As long as he refines the fourth demon seed, not only can he improve his martial arts realm relatively quickly, but also greatly improve his quality in all aspects, especially in terms of physique!

And now he seems to know more quickly what kind of demon seed this fourth demon seed will be, and what new abilities it will bring him, but whether it is the green dragon demon seed or the white tiger demon seed, the effect will definitely be against the sky.

As for the effect of the demon seed, with the guarantee of the previous three, he is now very confident!

It can be said that as long as he successfully refines the fourth demon seed, then even if he has not broken through to the realm of the Martial Saint for the time being, in the face of the junior Martial Saint, even if it is of Qin Tianheng's level, he will no longer worry.

The demon seed is the greatest source of confidence for him to cross a huge gap and dare to challenge the martial saint powerhouse in the realm of martial arts!

After entering the inner valley, Qin Fan has been carefully going deeper.

There was smoke all around, and the visibility was extremely low, and the range that Qin Fan, who had excellent eyesight, could only see within a radius of a few tens of meters. In the midst of the smoke, he couldn't even tell the direction, so he could only move forward with his own senses.

Behind him, at the beginning, Qin Tianheng could be vaguely heard speeding up because of Qin Fan's avoidance without a fight. Just before he entered the inner valley, he could hear the sharp sound of breaking the sky behind him and the exclamations of those Martial Venerable powerhouses.

Without looking back, Qin Fan knew that Qin Tianheng must have exerted a terrifying speed, and from the cries of those demon beasts, it was estimated that a large number of demon beasts had died under his sword.

However, the distance between him and the inner valley was obviously much closer, so he still entered the inner valley before Qin Tianheng chased after him.

And after Qin Tianheng chased to the border, he didn't seem to stay much, and he didn't look at those martial artists much, he directly relied on the long sword and rushed into the inner valley behind Qin Fan.

It seems that he still hasn't given up on the pursuit of Qin Fan.

After entering this inner valley, Qin Fan gradually relaxed some of his worries just now. Because there was thick smoke all around, in such an environment, he estimated that it would be a little difficult for Qin Tianheng to find himself in a short period of time.

But then he had a new problem, that is, even he didn't know how to get out of this smoke predicament.

After entering the inner valley, it was as if he had completely entered a world full of clouds, and when he looked up, he found that it was also covered by thick clouds and mist, and the towering Nine Dragon Towers that could be seen more clearly in the outer valley just now were not visible.

And if you can't get out of this piece of smoke, you naturally can't reach the Kowloon Tower.

He also tried to use the Vermilion Bird Wings to fly upward, but sure enough, just as he had just guessed, he had just flown up when he felt a terrifying energy storm pressing down from above, almost tearing him to pieces. This force gave people the feeling that it even surpassed that of the Martial Saint powerhouse, so frightened that he hurriedly returned to the ground.

Gradually, Qin Tianheng's voice could not be heard, the cry of the demon beast disappeared, and the sound of the wind was gone, and now Qin Fan couldn't even hear a sound, and even the flow of air could hardly be felt, and the silence around him seemed to be deathly.

And because the smoke around him was the same thick, he couldn't see any difference, so he felt as if he was standing still wherever he went, and this feeling made people secretly despair.

"Could it be that if you want to go over now, it can only be all up to luck?" After walking for a long time, Qin Fan still didn't find a clue, which made him feel helpless on his face.

He didn't see Yun Feiyang and those Martial Saint powerhouses who had entered the Inner Valley before, and he didn't know if these people had already arrived at the Nine Dragon Tower.

He then tried to dig out the gray iron box, but this thing was still an iron pier, and there was no reaction yet, so naturally he couldn't give him any guidance for the time being.

"This thing really doesn't work when it should be spiritual. Qin Fan was a little disappointed and put the gray iron box back into the storage ring again, he estimated that the next hint of the gray iron box might have to wait until he entered the Nine Dragon Tower.

"Huh, this is ・・・・・・" But just as Qin Fan put the gray iron box back into the storage ring, he suddenly found a somewhat familiar West in one corner of the storage ring.

It is a clay pot with a gray and black sè.

This clay pot seems to be a little old, and Yan Sè looks older, but other than that, the others are also very ordinary, and the appearance and workmanship and materials can only be regarded as average.

"Isn't this the clay pot that the old liar gave me?" Taking it out and looking at it, Qin Fan couldn't help frowning slightly, remembering the origin of this clay pot.

This is when he was in Black Fire City, in the Gu family's ancient treasure trading ground, he once met an old liar, this person seems to be sanctimonious, but in fact, he specializes in creating fake ancient treasures to deceive people and property, according to Gu Qingxue, what this person said is ten out of ten false, I can't believe it.

Before, Qin Fan spent 100,000 gold yuan on this person's hand to buy a news about Jiulong Valley, and the content of the news was that Jiulong Valley would appear at some point and enter the best time, so he just had to wait patiently. This news is eighty percent true, and the time and time are almost the same, but later Qin Fan found out that the news had already spread, and it is estimated that this old liar is just listening to it and processing it to deceive people.

This old liar also said at that time that there was a big secret hidden in this Nine Dragon Valley, and it was a nonsense about the common people in the world, which made Qin Fan feel more and more that he was just pretending to be a god to deceive ghosts and fool people.

Although Qin Fan didn't understand why this old liar obviously had the strength of a spirit martial artist and could do some other things, but he wanted to be a god stick liar, he almost didn't believe this old liar's words now.

And now the clay pot Qin Fan is holding in his hand, according to the old liar, as long as he breaks it when he encounters danger, he can give him some divine guidance.

"God's guidance, it's nice to be able to get me out of this smoke. Qin Fan shook his head, in fact, he didn't have any hope for this broken clay pot at all.

However, now Qin Fan has nothing to do, this vast fog looks boundless, and he can't find the direction at all, and he doesn't know when he will be able to get out.

"Well, it's just a broken jar, and if you fall, you fall. Qin Fan glanced at the clay pot, but he really couldn't find anything, thinking that it was useless to leave this clay pot anyway, and then he simply threw it directly to the ground.

"Bell!"

The clay pot was slammed to the ground, but this clay pot, which didn't look very good, was not directly broken into several halves as Qin Fan imagined, but collided with the ground, making a crisp sound of gold and stone.

"How can this be?" Qin Fan couldn't help but be stunned, he clearly remembered that the old liar's clay pots were very easy to break, and even he accidentally broke one, and the old liar also broke two when he cleaned it up himself.

But now, this clay pot, which was not good-looking and looked very fragile, was thrown to the ground so hard by Qin Fan without being broken!

It's kind of weird!

After being stunned for a while, Qin Fan picked up the clay pot on the ground with some suspicion, and then he glanced inside towards the mouth of the clay pot and found that it was pitch black inside, which meant that there was no crack in the clay pot at all.

It seems that the material of this clay pot is very hard.

"Is there really some mystery that can't be realized?" Seeing this, Qin Fan was a little interested. He rubbed lightly on the clay pot, and at this time he felt that the touch from it was also a little mysterious, which made his nerves touch slightly.

But after looking at it for a long time, I still couldn't see too many anomalies.

Then Qin Fan tried to use his spiritual power to input it, but there was still no response.

"Do you still have to break it?" Qin Fan frowned, knocked the clay pot in his hand a few more times, and found that the sound coming from inside was very loud, like the sound of bells and drums.

After hesitating for a while, Qin Fan finally decided to fall again, and this time he used more strength, his physical strength was even directly comparable to the attack power of a martial venerable powerhouse, and under this fall, it was estimated that an ordinary martial venerable powerhouse could directly fall into several pieces.

"Bang!"

This time, the clay pot was finally broken by him, and a crisp sound came, starting from the mouth of the clay pot, there was a long crack that extended to the bottom of the pot, and the white material inside the clay pot could be faintly seen.

However, Qin Fan had been staring at this clay pot for a long time, but he still didn't find any so-called "divine guidance" coming from this clay pot, and even except for the breaking sound when it broke, there was no other movement.

"This old man is not dead, and he was really deceived by him. Qin Fan couldn't help but scold lightly with some annoyance.

But just as his voice fell, he suddenly saw a beam of white light shooting out of the crack in the clay pot, directly into the thick smoke. ！。