A day later, somewhere in the valley, seven or eight people from the two sects of the righteous and demons were fighting, and there were several people cheering and shouting on both sides, and at this moment, a lonely figure appeared not far from them, this person walked by them, as if he did not see the person in front of him, and walked forward with slow and heavy steps.

Among the monks who cheered for the Immortal Sect, there was a middle-aged man who frowned, raised his hand, and his spiritual power turned into a big hand and grabbed Wentian, but the moment he touched Wentian, blue ice crystals rushed out along the spiritual power, and actually froze the invisible thing such as spiritual power. The blue ice crystals swirled along the spiritual power and spread to the monk's body, and the monk turned into ice crystals, and the monk's attack posture did not change, and he fell to the ground and died, and his body shattered into countless pieces of ice slag.

This scene made everyone stop fighting, and looked at the expressionless Wentian blankly, watching Wentian slowly approach them.

Everyone looked at this strange man for a while and didn't know what to do, at this time Wentian was approaching, at this time there were still four people standing on the way to Wentian and did not get out of the way, these four people are the elite of the sect, usually the master of everything, how could they be scared to give way because Wentian killed someone, which will make them feel very faceless, these four people were about to question, but only to see four blue ice lines appear on Wentian's right hand, all four of them became icemen, their expressions were frozen in the moment of Wentian's shot, these four people were full of puzzlement, they didn't expect Wentian to do it without asking, and they didn't even care about the powerful sect they were after。

At this point, everyone scattered to both sides, and a disciple of Panlong Valley clasped his fists and said loudly: "Which sect is Daoyou? ”

Wentian continued to walk forward as if he hadn't heard, in front of him, no one dared to stop him, Wentian walked slowly, until after walking out of more than a hundred zhang, there was a young disciple in the Demon Valley, staring at Wentian's back, and sneered in his heart: "Kill my senior brother, I remember you." ”

Wen Tian's slow footsteps suddenly stopped moving, he felt a trace of murderous aura coming from behind him, Wen Tian's body turned slightly, and his eyes stared coldly at the disciple who was talking in the Demon Valley.

Under Wentian's gaze, the disciple immediately felt like he was in an ice cave, his whole body was cold from the inside out, he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at Wentian's eyes, he found that Wentian's white pupils seemed to be a black hole, which was pulling away from his soul.

All the monks who saw these eyes here gasped. It's not like the eyes of a human monk, these eyes are so cold and unforgiving, as if they will come at any moment to take away the life it sees.

In these eyes, they were filled with the color of dead silence, which contained unimaginable killing intent, and bursts of chill rolled in the hearts of everyone.

After staring at the monk for a while, Wentian turned around and continued to walk forward, the blue light on the monk's chest flashed, and a mouthful of red ice slag spewed out, and he fell to the ground, and his body immediately turned into an ice sculpture.

Everyone didn't dare to take a breath, and after the figure that had been waiting for the sky disappeared, the two sides also lost the idea of fighting, and each retreated, without saying a word, and they only had horror in their hearts now.

In this way, all the people he met along the way, all the offenders, with a wave of his hand, turned into ice crystals, or turned into ice sculptures, even the monks of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Infant could not resist, and after the death of several Spirit Infant Great Perfection, everyone else avoided and did not dare to provoke.

In three days, countless monks died at the hands of Wentian.

The Spirit Realm is a space full of dangers, and the area of the Spirit Realm is boundless, full of all kinds of Huangquan winds and spatial cracks that can easily extinguish the masters of the Divine Spirit Stage.

Once the spirit world is blown by the Yellow Spring Wind, unless the cultivation reaches the Divine Spirit Stage, the soul and flesh will be separated immediately, and the separated soul will be crushed by the Yellow Spring Wind and disappear in this world forever.

In addition to the Huangquan Wind, the most unpredictable thing is the spatial crack that will suddenly appear at any time, once a monk is involved in it, even if it is an old monster in the god stage, it will be difficult to escape. Anyone inside is in danger.

Every hundred years, there will be a spiritual world opened, but it is not accurate, because sometimes it is not opened for a thousand years, but sometimes it is opened every hundred years, the timing is not certain, there is any purpose for going to the spiritual world, there are treasure hunters, because the spiritual world is the blind spot of the world, there is no time in it, and the state of the beginning of heaven and earth is always maintained, and there are people who enter it in any period, so there are many ancient magic weapons and cultivation exercises, because there is no time and there is no death, and there are people who want to live forever in the spiritual world, but it is said that they die faster inside.

The more the spiritual realm is opened, the more people want to go, because it is rare to come out alive, so there will be a lot of corpses and magic weapons left, everyone thinks that they will be the lucky one, especially, when they hear that there are strange treasures of monks entering, more people want to enter.

Because the spiritual world does not belong to the human world, if the human monks enter the powerful world, they will slaughter the low-level monks in the spirit world, so it is agreed that only the monks below the spirit infant can do it, so the number and cultivation of the people who enter it are controlled, in order to avoid fighting too fiercely in it, it is divided into several areas.

In the end, everyone discussed and set up the rules together, set up a magic circle in the Magic Valley, and each faction sent players to snatch it, and the strong one won, and whoever is stronger enters the spirit world. The magic circle has a detection function, and as soon as the monks above the spiritual void period enter, they will take the initiative to attack, and will be exterminated by the monitoring team composed of the joint spirit void of the various factions that rushed later, and then cancel the qualification of this faction for ten thousand years. The rules are very strict, and the penalties are severe, and no one dares to violate them.

This is also the reason why Le Zhentian learned from the mouth of the immortal wind bone-like monk god operator that Wentian was in the valley, but he couldn't go in and kill him.

Why do you want to set up the selection in the Magic Valley? Because this is a node to enter the spirit world, after the selection, qualified monks can directly enter the spirit world, and this is also the only entrance to the three continents.

Generally speaking, after the qualifications for entering the spiritual realm are determined, the spiritual infant monks who stay in the valley will soon be teleported to the spiritual realm, and they do not need to leave the valley at all, and will not be uniformly teleported back until the fifty-year period expires.

It was precisely because Le Zhentian knew these that he slaughtered Wentian's closest relatives and friends, collected his soul, and forced Wentian to walk out of the Demon Valley.

Otherwise, if you want to kill Wentian, you have to wait fifty years.

At this moment, the entire Demon Valley, almost all know that there is a murderous demon, whose cultivation is unfathomable, and some people analyze that he has reached the spiritual void stage, but he does not know how to enter the valley.

Wentian was in the Magic Valley, and he kept walking north, and the murderous intent in his heart, with the murder of these days, not only did not decrease, but became more intense.

His mind was blank, and he didn't know how many people he had killed in these days, let alone that the survivors in the valley had been terrified of him and shocked.

A few days later, Wentian, who had been in pain, came to the northernmost edge of the devil, which is a steep cliff, and if you climb up from here, you will go out of the Demon Valley, but Wentian didn't know that he didn't have a teleportation charm, he couldn't do without it, and he tried to leave several times, and at the moment he touched the formation, he returned to the valley.

During these days, as long as Wen Tian thought of Wang Yihe and the Elder Guyun of the Plum Blossom Sect and all the disciples who had died, his heart would ache, and the pain would be so painful that he couldn't wait to open his chest, and the pain would be so painful that he would spurt out several mouthfuls of blood every time. He hated, why would there be such a person in the world who would kill his parents and the innocent Wang Yi and the kind-hearted female disciples of the Plum Blossom Sect.

As time passed, his body became weaker and weaker, but his magic power was moving more and more towards the demon realm.

Standing at the bottom of the cliff, Wentian looked up at the sky, suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times, two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he silently thought in his heart: I'm sorry for your parents, Wang Yi...... You all died because of me."

"Alas......" A sigh echoed in Wentian's mind.

"When did you wake up. Wentian knelt for a long time, stood up, his eyes were cold, and said in a deep voice.

"A few days ago, I saw the image of Le Megatron's biography, the soul banner is a magic weapon that can only be made during the spiritual void period, which can seal the soul, as long as the soul does not disperse, and after I recover my cultivation, I have my own way to resurrect them. Blood Demon Ancestor comforted.

Wentian was silent for a while, and nodded heavily.

"The reason why Le Megatron killed your relatives is because he is afraid that you will run away, and it will not be easy to catch you in the future, he is forcing you to show up, I have consumed too much soul power recently, and I will have to fall into a coma if I don't last long, you go to the spirit world, it will be safer there than here, and your mutated spiritual power is also very suitable for the spirit world!" The Blood Demon Ancestor's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared.

"Suitable for ...... My mutated spiritual power" A thought flashed through Wen Tian's mind, he frowned and muttered to himself. Wentian wants to become strong now, he wants revenge, he dares to go to any dangerous place, only if he can become stronger. The enemy who can kill him, Le Zhentian.

In the past three months, the two sides of the Magic Valley have fought many times, but whenever the monks on both sides see Wentian, they will immediately stop and get out of the way, and after Wentian has passed, the two sides will continue to fight.

After listening to the words of the Blood Demon Ancestor, Wentian's sanity was no longer chaotic, he found a cave, sat cross-legged in the cave, Wentian played the ban, and dodged into the small world, the four girls were very happy to see Wentian come in, but they were surprised to see Wentian's haggard appearance.

"What's wrong," Weng Jia asked with concern.

"Why are you so haggard," Chang Hong took Wentian's hand distressedly.

"Did something happen?" said the sensitive Yang Liu with an anxious expression.

"The Plum Blossom Sect was slaughtered, and Wang Yi and Elder Guyun fell," Wen Tian said in a low voice.

"Ah" screamed, and Wang Han fainted to the ground. Wang Yi is Wang Han's sister, and Wang Han can't withstand such a blow.

When Wang Han's body fell down, Wentian disappeared in place, and when he appeared, he was already by Wang Han's side, Wentian gently supported Wang Han, gently supported Wang Han's legs with his left hand, and walked towards the stone house with her, Wentian could understand how painful Wang Han's heart was.

The other three girls followed behind and also hid their faces and cried, they never thought that when they were happy here, so many things would happen outside.

"Collect all the spiritual grass here except for the first level, and take it all to my room except for the seeds, I want to retreat," Wen Tian commanded.

The three women claimed "yes" and turned to leave.

Wentian looked at a large pile of spiritual grass, and Wang Han, who had lost his memory because of pain, sighed, Wang Han only knew himself now, and called himself uncle, Wentian corrected it many times but Wang Han still called it like this, Wentian had no choice but to let her, originally the retreat was a person, but Wang Han had to be inside, the third daughter knew that her sister was killed, she couldn't stand the blow to be like this, so they persuaded Wentian to take Wang Han to retreat together, Wentian couldn't smile bitterly, how could it be possible to take a female cultivator to retreat, but thinking that Wang Han was like this because of himself, he had to agree。

Wentian ran a small Zhou Tian with magic power, Wentian's spiritual power has become magic power, fortunately, Wang Han's memory is only selectively missing, and he still remembers the cultivation exercises, Wentian told her not to make a sound when she was in retreat, and Wang Han obediently agreed.

It has been ten days since Wentian's retreat and Zhou Tiangong has been completed, and he feels that he has reached the realm of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Infant, but he still has to break through again, Wentian slowly opened his eyes and found a shiny ketone body dangling in front of his eyes, and when he took a closer look, it was Wang Han, she was only wearing a belly pocket, which made Wentian's magic uncontrollable, and the blood gushed upward, almost spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"You, why are you doing this," Wen Tian said with a slight stammer.

"I'm in retreat like this!Uncle, we're not outsiders" Wang Han turned around generously and looked at Wentian with smart eyes, this time Wentian almost went mad, he regretted leaving Wang Han here.

Wentian sighed, yes, this Wang Han called his uncle to practice the Qiankun Immortal Method according to his age, although he looked young, but his age was more than sixty years old, but Wang Han was just over twenty years old, and Wentian secretly planned to teach this Qiankun Immortal Method to Wang Han, because Yang Liu, Chang Hong, and Weng Jia had all learned the Qiankun Immortal Method, and their appearance was always maintained at about twenty years old, but this Wang Han did not learn and would slowly grow old.

Wentian stabilized his mind, crossed his knees, and didn't think about Wang Han, fortunately, Wang Han knew that she couldn't be disturbed when meditating, she obediently meditated and practiced next to Wentian, and the aura here was transformed into aura because of the spirit grass by the jade bed, so that the aura here was extremely rich, and Wang Han's spiritual condensation period cultivation was almost to the second layer of spiritual condensation. It made her excited too.

Let's talk about it. The magic power made him suddenly stronger, and he felt the magic of his body, and suddenly had a strange feeling, the magic of his body seemed to be different from the spiritual power, and in addition to the fierce attack, there were changes that he couldn't understand.

It seems that there is some kind of magical substance in this magic power, and it is precisely because of the existence of this substance that the magic power has suddenly increased, and there is an urge to kill in my heart, and I can't control myself. Heaven and earth are at their mercy