Qingyang, dressed in black armor, strode on the muddy road of the upper valley, at this time he held an umbrella high in his right hand, and there was a faint murderous aura in his eyes, and on his angular cheeks, there was a hint of seriousness.

Qing Yang walked very slowly and casually, and along the way, his breathing did not have the slightest confusion.

From a distance, it seems that in this primeval forest area, only a trace of the figure like a mountain standing between heaven and earth has been left.

As he walked further in the direction of the upper valley, the heavy rain in the sky became more and more violent.

The wind and clouds are light and cloudy at the bottom of the valley, and there is no rain at all. In the high places of this upper valley, there are fierce winds howling everywhere, and torrential rain is pouring down.

It was as if someone was standing in the night sky, desperately pouring rain down.

Although the heavy rain was extremely fierce and frenzied, it did not hinder Qingyang's footsteps in any way.

He was still unstoppable, without the slightest sign of pause.

Coincidentally, the more you go up, the more intense the rain becomes.

It seems that there is an inexplicable, inexplicable strange force in the dark that forcibly interferes.

"Sure enough, it looks close!" Qing Yang suddenly, his steps paused, and he gradually raised his head, and a ray of essence in his eyes shot out abruptly.

"Bang!" Just as Qingyang stood still, a loud sound suddenly sounded from the top of his head, and then a huge black object fell from the sky and smashed into his head.

This huge black object is menacing, if it is hit, I am afraid that it will be smashed on the spot in an instant, and the head will be broken and bleeding, and he will pass out.

Qing Yang looked at this black object smashing it, his face remained unchanged, his body tilted slightly, and he flexibly avoided the impact of this object.

"Pengdong!" the black object smashed into the muddy path with a violent force, smashing the position where Qingyang had just stood out into a large hole.

As the object landed, Qing Yang saw the object's face clearly, and he found that it was a large and stout tree, which was broken off from the ground at the waist.

I don't know what kind of force it was broken, and it looks very weird.

Just as Qing Yang stared at the broken tree, behind him, there were suddenly two sounds of breaking the air.

"Huh~"

"Huh~"

At the moment when these two sounds of breaking the air sounded, two phantoms with a fishy wind, and the ghouls with a dark aura around them suddenly rushed towards Qingyang's position, frantically.

The two ghouls were extremely fast, and they only drew two black lines in the night sky before they were already close to Qingyang's body.

Five-meter, three-meter, one-meter......

At this moment, it is already close.

"Hey, it's been a long time!" Looking at the ghoul who was already close, Qingyang's eyes flashed with coldness, his body was as steady as Mount Tai, and there was a hint of mockery on his face.

As soon as this mockery fell, Qing Yang's left hand moved slightly, and the blade of the silver Nepalese saber in his hand splashed with a scorching flame in an instant.

At the same time as this flame splashed, in an instant, the blade of the Nepalese knife was completely covered.

After the flames were covered, a kind of intense to the extreme, a coercion exclusive to the six-star god of war, exploded violently on Qing Yang's body.

Like a drop of ink falling into water, it spreads and ripples rapidly.

Almost in a breath, the coercion of the six-star god of war had already firmly locked the two pounced ghouls.

After the coercion locked on the two ghouls, a wisp of murderous intent surged out of Qingyang's eyes, and he threw the umbrella in his right hand high, he raised his right hand, and grabbed towards the two ghoul voids, and then shook it violently, and after making a sound of flesh retracting, he directly pinched the two fierce ghouls to death.

After doing this, he grabbed the umbrella that had fallen from the sky and held it in his hand again, and at the same time, he slowly raised the silver Nepalese saber and waved it casually towards his left side.

With the swing of this knife, a touch of crimson about dozens of zhang long, the flame knife qi, swept out.

"Buzz"

In the hum of the flames, it slashed down on a dense tree.

A few seconds after the dense tree was slashed by the flame knife qi, there was a terrible scream from inside, and then after the scream, a ghoul that was broken in two fell out of the scorching breath, and fell to the ground with a thud, and died no longer dead.

"It seems that these things are just cannon fodder!" Qing Yang's eyes flashed with a different color, the three-foot Nepalese saber in his hand flickered slightly, and in a flash of silver knife light, there was another flame knife qi of dozens of feet, which slashed out fiercely, slashing at his side, and then another charred ghoul corpse fell out.

"Where the hell is that culprit?!" Qingyang looked around the audience, his eyes rolling, constantly looking at everything around him.

"Wait! where are you?!!" At a certain moment, Qing Yang's gaze finally fell in one direction.

The location in that direction is the top of the upper valley, which is the highest peak of this primeval forest.

Because there is a big tree that covers the sky and grows there.

And this dense tree in the night sky, looks particularly hideous, from a distance, the entire primeval forest and the entire valley, is actually covered by the shadow of this tree.

If there is a gentleman who understands feng shui to observe here, he will definitely be shocked in his heart, and then show a panicked look.

Because the feng shui here now corresponds to the kind of "great evil place!"

"That's it, it's true, and only there, can the aura of the curse permeate the whole valley!" Chingyang muttered, a look of determination on his face.

"It seems that this mission is coming to an end, and a C-level mission has been completed, such twists and turns!" Qing Yang thought of this, and couldn't help but show a self-deprecating look.

I think he was comfortable in the team, because he was too idle and had nothing to do, so he took on such a task on a whim, which is equivalent to no danger or difficulty, to pass the time.

Obviously, according to the strength of his six-star God of War, completing a C-level task can basically be solved in half an hour.

A C-level mission like this, with Qing Yang's six-star God of War strength, is almost a breeze to complete.

But who would have thought that this broken place would be so weird.

First, he rushed into a cursed village, and as soon as he escaped, he encountered a mysterious magnetic field and cut off the road.

Nowadays, even the last enemy who came to kill this mission was so difficult.

To be honest, this kind of twists and turns really made him feel unhappy in his heart.

C-level mission, this kind of task is the most common task, and only people who are third-level heroes will choose this difficulty,

At present, according to the distribution of tasks in the employment community, from low to high, they are: F level, E level, D level, C level, B level, A level, S level, SS level, and SSS level.

F-level is the lowest level of all, as long as it is an ordinary person can complete this kind of task, and then E-level is slightly more difficult, requiring one-star high-level soldiers to receive this task, D-level is more difficult, and two-star super soldiers are required to receive it, and C-level requires the strength of three-star heroes to receive and complete.

The level of the task from low to high is actually defined by the individual's star strength.

The stronger the strength, the higher the level of the quest that can be received.

After all, the mission level he can receive now is all S-rank!

"We must fight quickly!" After Qing Yang made a decision, a trace of light suddenly bloomed in his eyes.

"Flame Breath Method, One Level Jump!"

Qingyang opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of turbidity, and inhaled a breath of air slightly, when this air entered his mouth, drilled down his throat into the internal organs of his body, and after another circle, this air turned upside down.

The next moment, a scorching breath began to burn from the tip of his nose.

The God of War breath method, this is the exclusive ability of the six-star God of War.

Each six-star god of war can comprehend a breath technique suitable for the body, so as to better strengthen his own body, so as to better fight against all kinds of evil.

This is also an ability that is different from that of a five-star hero.

The six-star god of war, known as the god of war by the world, is a legend among heroes, the king of soldiers, with the power of one man, ten thousand people, and unpredictable.

At the same time as this scorching breath burned, behind Qing Yang, a round of extremely high-temperature, crimson sun, actually rose slowly from behind him.

God of War projection, the exclusive ability of the six-star God of War, this projection cannot be used if it is not a six-star level God of War.

"Boom!"

At the same time as the crimson sun rose, there was a trace of terrifying fiery power fluctuations, which appeared in an instant.

"Drink" Qingyang let out a low cry in his mouth, and then the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and after stepping on a crack in a spider web, his figure soared high in an instant, and at the moment when he just left the ground, where he was standing, there were hundreds of ghouls wrapped in black clothes and exuding a dark aura, all of which gathered.

In the air, Qing Yang looked down, and when he saw so many ghouls, he chuckled in his heart, and his brows furrowed.

"Something is wrong!" Qing Yang felt a hint of something bad in his heart.

Just when this feeling appeared in Qing Yang's heart, suddenly a strange and ethereal voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Big brother, come and play! Come and play games with my doll, come on......"

The moment this voice sounded in Qing Yang's ears, Qing Yang's pupils shrank suddenly.

At the moment when he was stunned, a big hand about hundreds of zhang in size, composed of black gas, was abrupt, and it rumbled out from the top of the big tree that covered the sky at the top of the valley, and then slapped it so fiercely towards Qingyang, who was constantly rising and had reached the sky.

Under this beat, an incomparably powerful, terrifying force like the impact of a mountain suddenly spread from this hundred-zhang black qi hand.

A face was vented on Qingyang's body.

Without any defense, the body was hit by such a terrifying force, even if it was Qing Yang, he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood in the air, and then the whole person's body began to fall uncontrollably at a rapid speed!

Not only that, but even the crimson sun behind him became shaky under the slap of the big black hand.

There is a lot of crumbling.

"Bang!"

After a few breaths, Qingyang's body finally fell down and fell on the muddy ground, making the sound of flesh hitting the ground.

At this time, Qing Yang was embarrassed, the blue and white porcelain umbrella in his right hand had been thrown far away, without the protection of the umbrella, the pouring rain hit Qing Yang's body fiercely.

In the blink of an eye, he was drenched into a soup chicken.

Under the impact of the heavy rain, the red sun behind Qing Yang suddenly made the sound of "zizi" smoke rising, and the surface of the round of the sun was even more uncertain, and it had already been extinguished.

"Big brother came to play with me......"

"Play with me, a game of skinning!"

"Hey, hey, hey, ......!!"

Qing Yang fell to the ground, and the strange sound sounded in his ears again, this sound was distant and vague when he first heard it, but if he listened carefully, he found that this voice was close to his ears.

At the same time as Qing Yang heard this strange voice.

In the distance, from the top of the valley, on the top of the dense tree, there was a sudden "rustling" sound, and then a pitch-black figure slowly floated up from the top of the tree, slowly floated down, and soon came to the top of the night sky in front of Qingyang.

Through the mist of the rain, Qing Yang finally saw the appearance of the figure clearly at this moment.

I saw that it was a little girl who looked to be only seven or eight years old, this little girl was wearing a black dress, her face was pale and bloodless, and she wore two delicate ponytails.

And even more bizarre scene, this seven or eight-year-old girl is still holding a head, this head, the face is ordinary, the face looks pale and weak, with long black and beautiful hair, closed eyes, and bright lipstick on the corners of her mouth.

It looks like a woman's head!

"Come play, big brother!"

In Qingyang's ears, the strange and eerie words sounded again.

At this time, Qing Yang finally understood where this voice came from

He realized that the sound was not made by the little girl.

On the contrary, it is actually the one who speaks from beginning to end.

It was always the head in her arms, the voice she was holding, and the sound she made!

......

"Dark Energy Fluctuations ......"

"It's ...... Tyrant's breath!"

Far below the valley, the white-clothed eyes in the cave looked at the upper valley from afar, and his eyes flashed with coldness, and he said in a low voice.