Unintentionally obtained the iron block, obtained the ancient secret that had been sealed for thousands of years, spent countless thoughts, studied the text of the Demon Gate, and finally found the treasure of the Demon Ridge Valley, but found nothing!

That moment.

Mo Yan wanted to cry.

It's too much of a bully, it's too much of a bully!

What can I do?

Now not only do I get nothing, but my body is still controlled, so I can only bow down to that guy.

Oh, my God.

I'm so unlucky!

Jun Chang smiled: "There are no good things here, let's go out." ”

The two men and one beast left the treasure house.

The blue flames on the altar had been extinguished, and the two lines of words that had existed in mid-air had disappeared, and the entire space had become gray again.

"The hosts. ”

Xiaolonglong said: "Do you want to take this coffin away?" ”

Mo Yan's face changed, and he hurriedly said: "Master, there is the thirtieth valley master of Moling Valley buried inside, the dead are the greatest, so it's better not to disturb them." ”

Jun Chang smiled: "This should be an empty coffin, and the valley master should be the skeleton wearing battle armor." ”

"Huh?"

Mo Yan was stunned.

Xiaolonglong jumped up, landed on the altar, clasped his palms on the coffin board, and said, "I'll open it and take a look!"

Ga ————————

The slate was lifted.

Xiaolonglong is really a master of art and bold, so he is not afraid of traps hidden in the coffin?

"The hosts. ”

It shouted, "There are no corpses in there, just a bunch of tablets!"

Tablet?

Jun Chang smiled and walked over.

Thirty spiritual tablets were neatly placed inside the coffin.

At the front is written the spirit seat of the first valley lord of the Demon Ridge Valley, and at the end is the spirit seat of the thirtieth valley lord Qiu Qianqi.

Obviously.

This is the spiritual seat of the valley lords of the past generations of the Demon Ridge Valley.

Jun Chang smiled and held his chin and said: "The spiritual positions are all offered in the ancestral hall, it seems that when the Demon Ridge Valley is about to be destroyed, the last valley master will transfer it to an independent space, and he does not want to be destroyed by the enemy." ”

Mo Yan walked up and bowed deeply: "You seniors are so disturbed, please forgive me!"

"Huh?"

Jun Changxiao found that there was a palm-sized token in the coffin, and with a light wave, he took it out, and it was engraved with the five big characters of 'Demon Ridge Valley Lord'.

Isn't this a token representing the greatest right of the sect?

"Boy. ”

Jun Changxiao threw the token to Mo Yan and said, "Since you are a demon cultivator and can come here again, from today onwards, you will be the thirty-first valley master of Demon Ridge Valley." ”

"Huh?"

Mo Yan hurriedly caught it, and the expression on his face became wonderful.

Although he also knew that this might represent a token of the identity of the valley lord of the Demon Ridge Valley, the master was not from the Demon Ridge Valley, how could he directly appoint himself as the valley master!

"Not happy?"

Jun Chang smiled: "Then bring it." ”

"Willingly, willingly!"

Mo Yan hurriedly kept the token properly, and then knelt in front of the sarcophagus with a 'poof', and said with a solemn expression: "Junior Mo Yan, from today on, he will succeed as the thirty-first valley master of Demon Ridge Valley, and he will definitely revive the majesty of the Demon Gate one day!"

An ancient demon gate that has been destroyed for thousands of years has ushered in a new valley master today, although it is very informal, although it has not been witnessed by any sect members.

"Brush!"

Jun Changxiao put the coffin into the space ring.

He knew that the thirtieth valley lord would have an independent space for his ancestors and his own spiritual position, and he should hope that those who were destined would inherit it, so that the Moling Valley could continue to continue.

Although it has been 10,000 years, the Demon Gate is almost extinct.

But he took all the things away, and when he had the ability one day, he would naturally let the Demon Ridge Valley reappear in the rivers and lakes.

"Let's go. ”

......

Brush!

Brush!

The two of them and one beast walked out of the independent space, and as soon as they stabilized their bodies, the pattern under their feet gradually dimmed, and the energy mass in mid-air also disappeared.

The secret that has existed for thousands of years, with the arrival of outsiders, has completed its historical mission.

It's strange to say.

The eerie aura of existence in the ruins began to fade.

In the distance, the beast's eyes became clear, and its rotten body gradually healed, and although it was still wild, it seemed to have regained its senses.

Even the black water in the distant creek has become crystal clear.

"Let's go. Jun Chang smiled.

Mo Yan said, "Master, where are we going?"

"Ten Thousand Ancient Sects. Jun Chang smiled.

"Ten Thousand Ancient Sects?"

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, and exclaimed: "Is that the sect with the potential of the top three?"

Although this guy has been concentrating on studying the Demon Dao, he still has some understanding of the most widely circulated topics outside.

Wait a minute!

He used to call himself 'the Throne'!

Mo Yan's face changed, and he exclaimed, "Isn't the Lord the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect?"

"Not bad. Jun Chang smiled.

Mo Yan's eyes widened suddenly, and he finally understood why he was the same age as himself, and he actually had the strength of the Martial King level!

Jun Chang smiled and said: "Boy, I have to say that you are very lucky, my Ten Thousand Ancient Sect lacks anything, just lack demon cultivation, this seat plans to accept you to get started, do you want to join?"

Take away the opportunity that belongs to others, and I'm embarrassed to say that people are lucky!

Slut, slut!

Mo Yan hurriedly said, "As long as the master doesn't dislike it, I'm willing to join the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect!"

The current martial artists of Southwest Yangzhou, who doesn't know that the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect has great potential, and if you can join such a sect, the future will definitely be immeasurable!

"Just ......"

Mo Yan suddenly became extremely depressed, and said, "I am a calamity, and joining the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect will bring disaster to the master. ”

Jun Chang smiled and said: "If you can say this, it means that your heart is not bad, not to mention the disaster star, even if it is the god of disaster, this seat is also settled." ”

Mo Yan's heart was touched, and he arched his hand and said, "Thank you for taking it in!"

That's it.

He had just succeeded as the thirty-first valley master of Demon Ridge Valley, and he became a disciple of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect.

In fact, Jun often smiled and accepted the ink because of Yao Mengying.

The little girl has awakened the innate demon body, and she is the most orthodox demon cultivator, and finding someone in the same path may help her cultivation.

A little more important.

Jun Changxiao doesn't care about the so-called distinction between good and evil at all.

In his opinion, the devil is not necessarily bad, and the right is not necessarily good, because there are too many people in this world who deceive the world and steal their reputation.

"Roaring ——————"

Suddenly, there was a deafening roar.

Jun Chang smiled and instantly captured that in the deepest part of the Demon Ridge Valley, a fierce beast with a huge physique gradually stood up, and exuded a strong momentum!

Judging by its form, this is not a land beast, but a flying beast covered in black feathers!

Brush!

The behemoth, which had just stood up, spread its arms...... No, it's wings! Then it waved violently, and a gust of wind swept up, and the body weighing dozens of tons flew up.

Mo Yan was able to see it clearly, and exclaimed, "This is the Demon Ridge Black Eagle!"

The system said: "Zhongyi spirit beast!"

Jun Chang's smile and his eyes became hot.

Medium-grade spirit beasts, that's comparable to the Martial Emperor!

"Little Dragon Dragon!"

Jun Changxiao pointed to the Demon Ridge Black Eagle that was about to fly up, and ordered: "Don't let it run, catch it quickly!"

"Whoo ————"

As soon as the words fell, the little dragon dragon, who was still in the second battle form, suddenly rushed over like a fire bomb, and suddenly raised his fist and blasted out in the void.

Boom!

The Bursting Hot Fist roared away, hitting the head of the Demon Ridge Black Eagle that had just flown up, and then saw the other party fluttering his wings and hitting the mountain headlong, and suddenly splashed dust!