On the ruins of the Valley of Freedom, the former circular peaks have disappeared.

The rock formations of the vast land are slightly raised, and there are cracks like ravines.

The powerful cultivators from all sides, vigilant to each other, scattered on the periphery of the ruins of Xiaoyao Valley, but some powerful cultivators stayed near the crater in the center of the ruins.

Even though two years have passed since the explosion of the Five Elements, the cracks in the earth of the Xiaoyao Valley ruins are still billowing with smoke, and the crater in the central area is like an active volcano, often spewing out large pieces of flint and terrifying magma.

On the ground, you can also see large-scale forbidden texts that have been depicted.

The intricate and complex distribution of forbidden texts was obviously not engraved by the same powerful monks, and a group of low-level monks who did not dare to approach the central fire mouth of Xiaoyao Valley even used the forbidden texts engraved by all parties to cultivate.

"Boom~~~"

With the shaking of the land in the Valley of Freedom, the central crater suddenly erupted with a rain of lava fire, which made some low-level monks tremble.

The dense and huge lava rain of fire, after rising into the sky, quickly turned to the lower ground, like a meteor, and exploded in a dense explosion in a vast wasteland.

The forbidden light shield that was smashed by the lava fire rain continued to ripple in various colors, and it seemed to be crumbling.

There is no forbidden ground, and even a terrifying rain of lava and fire can shoot out a crater.

Even if the abnormal aura at the bottom of the valley was converging, the power of the five elements on the remnants was extremely rich for ordinary monks, and it could be regarded as an excellent place for cultivation.

"Bang~~~"

A middle-aged man standing in the center of the fire was facing a huge burst of lava. The sturdy body with domineering intent was as gilded, motionless, and stubbornly withstood the bombardment of lava.

A cloud of fiery red gravel burst apart. The bearded middle-aged man in the firelight just waved his hand and swept away the red smoke, not in the slightest bit affected by the lava bombardment.

"Eighth Uncle ......"

The mushroom-headed girl showed her beauty and was full of joy, and walked towards the middle-aged man who was smashed by the lava.

"Xiao Mofei, you are becoming more and more proficient at calling people, tossing the old bones of Eighth Uncle and me so far away. Is it just to let me look at the scene of no grass?" The bearded middle-aged man seemed to like the mushroom-headed girl, and his face was full of loving teasing.

"Eighth uncle, you are the most leisurely. Anyway, it's idle to be idle, so it's better to come out for a walk and help us ......" The mushroom-headed girl said a little embarrassed.

"I haven't seen you so interested in forbidden places and monuments before, if it's Xiao Molin. I do. The middle-aged man glanced at the taciturn girl in palace clothes. It is also full of love.

Ruan Yun, who followed Wu Mofei, felt the breath of the life and death realm of the middle-aged man with a beard and a heavenly tribulation, although he did not speak, he did not show timidity, and came to the huge living mouth to look at him.

Below the crater of the Loose Valley, you can see obvious magma tumbling, and a puff of lava that is about to erupt is like a storm in the crater of a huge fire. It's daunting.

Unlike the usual towering and majestic volcanoes, the crater of fire in the central area of the Valley of Escape. It is only slightly raised, but the area is extremely wide, even comparable to several Xiaoyao peak bases.

None of the powerful monks who were able to stand on the edge of the crater of fire, which was wider than the huge lake, slapped their bodies with rune paper, expanded their body protection shields, and resisted the blazing red tide, all of them relied on their own heavy breath to disperse the fiery red air flow, and they looked like they were at ease.

Some conceited and powerful cultivators even went deep into the mouth of the fire, risking the lava eruption to lead the blazing Five Elements Earth Fire to refine and make weapons, making the blazing wasteland seem to have become a holy place for cultivation.

Above the sky, Chen Feng was not the only one hiding in the Drifting Cloud Tent, some monks drove all kinds of flying magic weapons, constantly observing the movements of the ruins of Xiaoyao Valley, as if waiting for the opportunity to come.

Feeling the smiling gaze of the bearded middle-aged man, Wu Mofei's expression was a little more solemn: "In recent decades, the Great Xia Dynasty has continued to show all kinds of abnormalities, the reason why we invited the eighth uncle here is because we really didn't grasp the opportunity to open this place, and with the gathering of cultivators from all sides of the Western Xia, the variables are also increasing!"

The sturdy bearded middle-aged man shook his head with a smile: "It's not that the Great Xia Dynasty is unusual, the cause of many changes is completely due to the desolate forbidden land, and this rugged mountain range is not very far from the desolate forbidden land." ”

"Eighth Uncle, do you mean that the strangeness of the mountains is just a chain reaction of the disappearance of the desolate forbidden land?" Wu Molun asked with his eyes narrowed slightly.

"This is not directly related to the disappearance of the desolate forbidden land, around the seven forbidden places in the Western Ancient Region, there are some slightly smaller forbidden places and ancient burials, in the long years, some opportunities have been collected, and some have disappeared with the catastrophe and man-made disasters, just like the ancient immortal tombs in the Qianji Mountain Range, it is also one of the ancient burials on the periphery of the immortal forbidden land. While the middle-aged man explained with a smile, he glanced at Ruan Yun intentionally or unintentionally.

"The Seven Great Forbidden Lands of the Western Ancient Region have existed since ancient times, I don't know how many Hao Xiu have been devoured by the Dao, Eighth Uncle, what do you think the disappearance of the Desolate Forbidden Land means?" Wu Molin, a palace girl with a cold face, finally couldn't help but ask.

"Who knows, although the Desolate Forbidden Land is one of the seven forbidden places in the Western Ancient Region, it is not an indispensable opportunity compared to the entire Spirit Void Realm, before coming here, I also learned some of the details, for you who are in the stage of accumulation and growth, there is no need to care too much about someone or something. Although the bearded middle-aged man has a rough appearance, he seems to be accustomed to the vicissitudes of the world and seems to be extremely wise.

"If it's a person in the righteous path who gets a chance, I've seen that Chen Feng before, he is simply a murderous thug, if such a person is allowed to act recklessly, it will inevitably cause even greater disasters!" Wu Mofei, a mushroom-headed girl, seemed to have a very prejudiced view of Chen Feng.

When Ruan Yun heard Wu Mofei's words before, she had already guessed that this delicate woman was also keenly aware of Chen Feng, who was hiding in the Floating Cloud Tent.

This time, I saw that the mushroom-headed girl revealed hostility towards Chen Feng, but she didn't immediately break through his hiding place. Ruan Yun just smiled faintly.

In Ruan Yun's opinion, Wu Mofei's understanding of Chen Feng is simply insignificant.

"Mo Fei. Since the phenomenon of the weak eating the strong in the cultivation world exists, there must be a breeding ground for it, and in the same way, if a mad person can get away with the world, he must also have his fierce and strong capital, if you are facing a life and death realm that has killed some low-level monks. Do you still show obvious prejudices against it?" The bearded middle-aged man explained to Wu Mofei with concern.

"In some people's words, it's not a human life. I'm embarrassed to come out and mix. Ruan Yun, who stood on the edge of the fire and observed, seemed to have thought of interesting things in the past, and said softly and coquettishly.

"There is a powerhouse in the realm of life and death who relies on his own cultivation. I don't know how many dry bones I have to step on to achieve such an achievement. Whatever you say about eliminating demons and defending the Tao, it's all a high-sounding excuse, and hypocrites are not as real as real villains. Wu Molin glanced at the mushroom-headed girl and said.

Wu Mofei did not show dissatisfaction with Ruan Yun and Wu Molin's statements, but only inquired to the bearded middle-aged man: "Eighth uncle, what are you trying to imply by saying this?"

"Eighth Uncle wants to tell you that cultivation is to act against the sky, but not all monks. can all be called anti-heaven, throughout the ages. There is never a shortage of people in the cultivation world who have the opportunity to obtain extraordinary opportunities and forge terrifying talents, and the common denominator of this kind of monk is that the improvement of cultivation is not very rapid, but they are often able to burst out of super-level combat power through various means, and only this kind of terrifying monk will be crowned with the title of rebellious heaven. The bearded middle-aged man sighed.

"Is it super-level combat power? How can it be maintained for a long time if the combat power that exceeds one's own cultivation is exploded through means, and the load on oneself must be extremely great. Wu Mofei didn't seem to fully understand what the middle-aged man said.

Wu Molun, a young man in a Chinese robe, thought with a face: "It is not impossible for a monk with a stronger background to surpass one or two ranks and challenge an opponent whose cultivation is higher than himself, not to mention other powerful monks on the edge of this fire, almost all of our Wu clan's disciples can do this." ”

"You think too simply, the explosion of super-level combat power that Eighth Uncle said is far more than just surpassing one or two cultivation levels, even if it is a great negative impact on itself, but the super-level combat power that has erupted from the anti-heaven cultivators often has the terrifying power of a battle. The middle-aged man looked at Wu Mofei's three juniors with a serious face.

"Eighth Uncle, are you saying that Chen Feng can burst out of the super-level combat power of the Birth and Death Realm, how can this be ......" Wu Molun was a little unfavorable when he spoke, and he seemed to be not convinced.

"He has obtained the opportunity of the Desolate Forbidden Land, and he is definitely qualified to let you treat it carefully, if you are not sure to raise your combat power to the realm of life and death, there will be no chance in front of him. The middle-aged man with a beard looked solemnly at Wu Molun's three juniors.

"Eighth Uncle, could it be that the people who died at the hands of Chen Feng in the past underestimated his combat power?" Wu Molin was the first to understand what the middle-aged man meant.

"Although he is only a Qi refining period cultivator on the surface, he has the characteristics of an anti-heaven monk, even if he needs to bear a great load to open the super-level combat power, it is difficult to maintain it for a long time, but he is also a figure that cannot be underestimated, and the eighth uncle can tell you that in the spiritual void realm, such an anti-heaven monk is by no means the only one, in the future, when you travel and travel, once you encounter such a strong character, you must be doubly careful. Speaking of which, the middle-aged man with a beard couldn't help but glance at Ruan Yun, who was wearing a black robe.

"Eighth uncle, what are you going to do now, do you have the opportunity to open this easy valley?" Wu Molin's expression was solemn, as if she was on guard against Ruan Yun.

"The bottom of the Xiaoyao Valley was banned by the ancient monks, but what is even more difficult is that all parties are gathering here, if I forcibly open the opportunity of the bottom of the Xiaoyao Valley, I will definitely become the target of everyone, although it is difficult to determine who it is, but I can feel that in this rugged mountain range, there are several very strong people, not to mention me in terms of cultivation and combat power, but ...... to exceed me" The bearded man said cautiously.

Seeing the powerful cultivators in the fire mouth who were alchemy and making weapons, as well as those low-level cultivators who were cultivating on the periphery of the Xiaoyao Valley Ruins, Wu Molun couldn't help but feel a dilemma in his heart.

If you want to open up the opportunity to open up the bottom of the valley, it is not easy to dispel the cultivators who are all powerful, and if anyone comes out to sing blackface at this time, they will definitely be hated by many people.

And if it's really like what the bearded middle-aged man said. Once the opportunity is revealed, it is inevitable that we will face more severe competition.

Just when the situation at the site of Xiaoyao Valley was a stalemate. Chen Feng, who was in the cloud tent, still did not recover from the shock he saw at the bottom of the valley.

"No wonder this Endless Spiritual Domain is called the Western 'Gu', but how did the forbidden places and ancient burials in this spiritual domain come about?" Chen Feng, who was lying in the pliable cloud with his hands behind his head, thought secretly in his heart.

After the epoch storm. The fact that the ancient burials at the bottom of the valley can still be preserved is enough to prove that it is extremely extraordinary.

Through the observation in the cloudy tent. Chen Feng found that around the ruins of Xiaoyao Valley, all kinds of legal prohibitions that could not be depicted not only had the effect of cultivation and defense. There are some mysterious forbidden formations. It is even set up to open the edge of the valley, which contains a lot of power.

"Be honest and stay in the beads, if the situation is chaotic, I can't take care of you. Chen Feng grabbed the small hairball that was rolling around and rubbed it, regardless of its whirring resistance, and quickly put it into the desolate bracelet.

Chen Feng, who leaned in the clouds and observed the movement through the thin veil, waited for two hours. Still not waiting for the expected changes.

However, after Ruan Yun observed the situation around the ruins of Xiaoyao Valley. But he didn't continue to be silent, his slender feet touched the ground, and his delicate body was already shooting towards the floating cloud tent where Chen Feng was.

Faced with Ruan Yun's acceleration to break through the air, the Drifting Cloud Tent only swung twice, but she was still drilled into it.

"You poisonous snake girl, why do you always get in the way of me, get out of the clouds......" Chen Feng's angry words faintly came from the cloud tent, and the clouds were also swollen.

Because Ruan Yun broke into the Drifting Cloud Tent, not only some powerful cultivators with keen perception, but even some low-level cultivators with all the power of the power also noticed the abnormality of the magic weapon that looked like a cloud.

In the process of the clouds swelling and shaking, Ruan Yun was pushed on the face by Chen Feng's big hand and unscrupulousness, and the upper body of the whole person was pushed out.

"Bastard, the entrance to the tomb has disappeared, Ruan Ning has gone inside, I go back to the Qianji Mountain Range, and I can't find the way through the tomb at all......" Ruan Yun's body twisted, and in the hand-to-hand struggle, he re-entered the clouds.

"Damn, what are you looking for me to do if you can't get in, you, the mourning star, have already exposed me......" From outside the Drifting Cloud Tent, you could vaguely see Chen Feng and Ruan Yun scuffling together.

"Chen Feng, I won't give you some color today, you still think that the old lady is easy to bully. After a while, Ruan Yun had already gained the upper hand, and the Piaoyun Tent was even more swollen and turbulent, as if the two of them couldn't help tossing in it, and they would collapse at any time.

"Don't~~~"

Chen Feng was just about to give in and beg for mercy, but was kicked out of the Drifting Cloud Tent by Ruan Yun.

Chen Feng, who had some bruises and bruises on his face, his hair was scattered, and his clothes were torn, he couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded when he found that the cultivators of all the ruins of Xiaoyao Valley were all looking up at him.

"Ruan Yun ......"

Chen Feng, who realized that it was not good, had already hated this troublesome woman at this time.

"Even if you hide in this cloud for a year, you may not be able to wait for the opportunity to get away from the bottom of the valley to be opened, but it is better to come out and show your face and stimulate those people. Ruan Yun, who occupied the Floating Cloud Tent, said with a smile.

"I had a grudge against you as a poisonous woman in my last life, didn't I? This time I really killed you......" Although Chen Feng gritted his teeth, his sneaky gaze gave people a sense of impropriety.

"What the hell are those two people going on in their heads......"

Standing on the edge of the fire, Zi Hanying felt that Ruan Yun and Qiao Xueqing were completely different personalities, and Chen Feng's unscrupulous style couldn't help but slander her.

"Be careful, I'm afraid the situation is about to change, those two people are masters who can do amazing things when necessary......" Jiang Tianlang's petrified face looked a little strange.

Just as the monks were looking at Chen Feng, who was slowly descending from mid-air, an old man with a wrinkled face had already flown out first.

"Chen Feng, two years ago, our Ascending Cloud Sect Master Yun Tianfang chased you from Cangbi City and never came back, how do you explain this matter?" asked the old man with a wrinkled face in front of the powerful cultivators of all parties.

"Explain what a fart, what does it have to do with me that he didn't go back, I guess he was retributed in the ancient burial calamity. Chen Feng grinned, as if venting his anger against Ruan Yun on the old man.

In the face of Chen Feng's unscrupulous statement, the old man who had cultivated in the early stage of the return of life and death to the Yuan Dynasty, his wrinkled face couldn't help but give people a sense of gloom.

"The disappearance of the Sect Master of Yuntianfang, if it has nothing to do with you, why can you use the Heavenly Martial Martial Genius to learn the Heavenly Nine Swords? If you can't explain things clearly today, don't want to leave here alive. The old man's momentum was outgoing, and his flying figure was also rapidly approaching Chen Feng.

"Hehe~~~ I guess no matter whether I can make it clear or not, it will be difficult to leave here today. Chen Feng, who was falling to the ground, looked uninhibited, as if he didn't take the bad situation too seriously.

"Chen Feng, where did the many Tongxuan period monks who disappeared in the mountains go......?

"The revenge you took for killing the people of the Great Smoke Valley two years ago must be avenged from you today. ”

"The Valley of Freedom was destroyed by you, the devil, and everyone will be punished for an evil guy like you......"

All of a sudden, the crowd was surging, as if with Chen Feng's appearance, all the spearheads were pointed at him.

"So many people are gathered in the ruins of the Valley of Escape, they are just trying to get an opportunity to go underground, don't stare at me to crusade against me! Chen Feng laughed, turning into a figure of engraved light and shadow, which suddenly became extremely heavy, and at an unstoppable speed, turned into a streamer and blasted into the ground rock formations. (To be continued......)