Not far from the huge green silver armored warship, a flying boat of fifty or sixty feet in size and a totally black color blocked the front of the black flying boat deck. An old man in a black robe and thin figure, narrowed his eyes slightly, his mouth was filled with a cold smile, holding the railing with both hands, looking at the silver armored warship from afar...

The other person is a big redwood man. If Ye Fei had known this person, he would have recognized him. This person was Hong Lie who had captured him into the spirit mine.

And the old man in black robe was the elder of the Demon Bone Sect - Youming!

At this time, two figures suddenly appeared in front of the deck of the silver-armored warship, Mu Lingzi and Huo Gang!

"Old Ghost of Netherworld, what do you mean? You just want to do it before you reach the Ghost Valley? You actually attack the silver-armored warship?" Mu Lingzi said with a frown.

Upon hearing this, the old man named Netherworld raised his lips and smiled and said, "Mu Lingzi, don't get me wrong. I'm just saying hello to you, hehe!"

"Oh, the way the old ghost in the Netherworld greets is really special!" The elder Mu Lingzi said with a smile.

Seeing this, Youming showed a hint of pride in his eyes. Just as he was about to say something, his face suddenly changed. He hurriedly slapped at the black flying boat. With a buzzing sound, a layer of faint light lit up in the whole Africa.

There was a loud bang.

The black flying boat suddenly trembled, and more than 30 disciples of the Demon Bone Sect all changed their expressions. They rushed to the deck to see what was going on.

I saw a bead emitting five-colored light and appeared under the black flying boat at some point, and violently hit the black flying boat. Then, in a blur, it sank into Mu Lingzi's sleeve robe.

As soon as Elder Nether saw the bead, his face changed slightly. He thought for a moment, and suddenly smiled and nodded, "I didn't expect that you actually brought this thing out. Hehe, okay, goodbye to our Ghost Valley, hum!"

As he spoke, Elder Nether's mind moved, and the black flying boat turned into a black light and shot towards the distance, but a trace of coldness appeared in Elder Nether's eyes.

"Hmph, I should teach them some lessons. I hope Xu Long, Xiao Sheng and Xue Yu can shine!" Huo Gang narrowed his eyes, revealing his expression of expectation.

After the light flashed, the silver-armored warship flew towards the Ghost Valley. However, Ye Fei's figure appeared in Elder Mu Lingzi's mind, and a smile appeared without realizing it, but a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

...

In the southwest of Xuanzhou, there is a valley above an endless wasteland, with no grass growing around it, dark soil and continuous gloomy wind, like a shrill ghost screaming, which is very terrifying.

And this valley is the Ghost Valley!

The Ghost Valley is not large in area, and it looks like it is only a few dozen miles away. There is a gray-white miasma floating on it. It can be seen vaguely, layers of restrictions sealing the entrance of the valley.

But those who are familiar with this place will regard this place as a cave. Although the entrance to the valley is not big, there is another cave underneath, which has a vast area.

At this moment, it is not difficult for some sharp-eyed people to find that at the entrance of the valley, the three-color gold, green and silver banned light shield had become weak.

The valley was surrounded by a crowd, with hundreds of great monks from the Foundation Establishment Stage surrounding him. Some showed excitement on their faces, some had a deep face, and some had a determined look on their faces.

Among these people, there are at least dozens of high-level Dan Condensation Pills. However, the most conspicuous among the people is a large vacuum area in the western part of the Ghost Valley. Except for those more than thirty people sitting cross-legged, no one dared to approach anything.

Among these people, the leader was a man in brocade robe with a wide nose and wide mouth, and his eyes were closed without waves. This person was Yao Sheng, the elder of Qiankun Cave. He was the great perfect cultivation of the Dan Ningdan, and he entered the realm of transforming the baby with half his foot.

A young man in blue clothes around him actually had the cultivation level of the high level of Condensing Pill, which shocked the people around him. He wondered what kind of evil spirit he had with cultivation qualifications!

"Hey, have you seen that the senior in Qiankun Cave looks in his early twenties and has actually reached the level of Condensation Pill, which is really ashamed.

I have been in the foundation building period for more than 100 years and have not yet advanced to the elixir condensation. Alas!" A middle-aged man shook his head in the distance.

At this time, an old man next to him smiled and said, "Hehe, he is one of the four major forces in Xuanzhou. Jinyuan Dan must have prepared for his disciples. We are just casual cultivators, so we cannot compare with each other."

"That's right, we can't compare to other people's identity. Besides, we can't see through the specific age of that person at all. God knows what kind of rejuvenation skills he has practiced, or what kind of elixir to keep his face." Another voice sounded, and the people around him whispered.

An old man in red robe looked at the three of them and said solemnly: "Don't talk about them anymore. After we enter the Ghost Valley, don't get separated. It is not easy for us, a team of more than 20 casual cultivators.

If you want to make a move by your own strength, the chance of falling will be greatly increased. This sect has a large number of people, and there are also many casual cultivators outside Xuanzhou. We should be careful, if so…”

Before the old man could finish his words, he heard a sound of breaking through the air. Then he saw a black stream of light flying from afar, which turned out to be a black flying boat.

The speed was so fast that after a few flashes, it appeared in the eastern part of the Ghost Valley. Although there were many people here, the three main positions in the east, south and north were all a large open space, and no one dared to stay there.

As soon as the flying boat fell, more than 30 foundation-building cultivators came out one after another, and finally a middle-aged man and an old man. After the old man in black robe put away the black flying boat, he sat down cross-legged with everyone.

"Look, it's the person from the Demon Bone Sect."

"Yes, it is said that the Black Owl fell unexpectedly. I wonder what else does the Demon Bone Sect have to rely on now? Could it be that Hei Jun alone uses the Demon Source Gun?"

"Hehe, you can't understand the news at the first glance. As far as I know, a genius named Zang Tian appeared in the Demon Bone Sect. With one person's power, you can barely use the third-level magic source gun!"

"What? Is there such a thing? Zang Tian is indeed a despicable person!"

Just as everyone was talking, another sound of breaking through the air came, and a silver-armored warship flew from a distance and finally stopped in the south of the Ghost Valley.

"The people from Lingshan Sect are here, hehe, it's just Wangu Temple!"

"Well, I don't know who will be better in this battle. I'm really looking forward to it!"

"There are Xulong, Xiao Sheng, and Duobao Xue Yu, and the winning rate should be greater!"

"Not necessarily, Qiankun Cave and Wangu Temple should not be underestimated!"

"Look, they arrived just after talking about Wangu Temple!"

In the distance, a golden flying boat rushed over and finally stopped in the north of the Ghost Valley. More than thirty figures in monk's robes came out one after another. Finally, an old man with a shiny head and kind eyebrows appeared, wearing a cassock, folded his hands together, and chanted the Buddha's name to everyone.

"Amitabha, I have just left the seclusion and have not been together with the three of you for a long time. This time, I met with the three of you because of the incident in the Ghost Valley. Fortunately!" The kind old man smiled slightly, and after saying that, he put away the golden flying boat.

"Oh, it turns out it's Master Beihong. He has been in seclusion for nearly a hundred years. He thought he would not come this time and was preparing to attack the Infant Transformation Realm!" Mu Lingzi of Lingshan Sect looked at the kind old man wearing a cassock and said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the old man named Beihong showed a hint of bitterness and shook his head and said, "If you have enough talent, why do you need a hundred years? This time you leave the customs, you can cut off your thoughts and advance to the realm of infant transformation. I am afraid there will be no hope in this life.

However, Elder Mu Lingzi has a huge aura. He must have greatly increased his strength and his cultivation has also improved a lot. Congratulations!"

"Hmph, I don't know whether this old ghost of Mu Lingzi's cultivation has increased, but I am carrying a heavy treasure on my body. It's just the confidence brought by the Xuantian Glass Pearl!" At this time, the Demon Bone Sect's expression moved, and he deliberately raised his voice and said.

Upon hearing this, some of the Foundation Establishment disciples showed doubts, but most of the high-level elixirs had slightly changed their expressions, obviously they had heard of the name of this treasure.

At this time, Yao Sheng, a man in Qiankun Cave brocade robe who had not spoken, suddenly moved his eyebrows, opened his eyes, looked at the elder Mu Lingzi, and looked at the look of thinking in his eyes. (This chapter is over)

(PS. Part-time jobs are also a bit distracting. There is not enough time to write. Alas, if you don’t work part-time, you will be a little out of business. It’s so entangled! Is there any way to solve the current food, clothing, housing and transportation, and write at home with peace of mind? Alas, I guess I’m dreaming again, so it’s better to go to work harder! Only you can be responsible for your own life.) (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!