Zhao Xiaoning is very kind and never takes the initiative to provoke right and wrong, but he is not without temper. It is said that the clay man still has three points of fire, and now that the enemy has slapped him in the face, how can he be indifferent? Although Angpu's head-lowering technique is powerful, he is the inheritor of a complete Dao lineage. If this evil breath is swallowed today, Shennong Ancestor will have to jump out of the grave and strangle him to death if he knows it.

Of course, even if he doesn't consider Shennong Ancestor, he has to move forward, even if Death Valley is a Longtan tiger's den. Because as a cultivator, you should have a heart that is not afraid of death, and only in this way can you transcend the world and break through yourself.

Thailand itself is not far from Huaxia, especially the flight time of the plane taking off on Hong Kong Island is even shorter, and 75 people led by Zhao Xiaoning arrived in Thailand an hour later.

"Young Master, Death Valley is more than 200 kilometers away from here, should we just kill it?" asked a member of the Seventy-Two Hells after getting off the plane.

Zhao Xiaoning said: "The so-called moon and dark wind and high night are the time to kill, pick up the car and go to Death Valley." ”

There are more than a dozen luxury cars in the bottom cabin of the Shanning, which can be ridden by everyone.

"Young Master, why don't you think about it?" Mu Ning looked nervous, because he really didn't want to go to Death Valley, and he really didn't want to meet with Umpu. Although he was able to drive away Gu worms before, he also knew that if he met Angpu, he would definitely die, after all, people have been famous for a long time.

Zhao Xiaoning smiled slightly: "Lao Mu, why don't you wait for us on the plane?"

Mu Ning was speechless, why didn't this guy eat oil and salt. Although Mu Ning didn't want to go to Death Valley, he knew that he had to go, because he had already recognized Zhao Xiaoning as the master, and at this time, it was impossible to hide in the plane alone and steal his life at all!

More than a dozen luxury cars were like ghosts in the night, and they were driving in the direction of Death Valley at the same time.

"Old Mu, since Angpu is the former national teacher, there should be a lot of apprentices and grandchildren under his hands, right?" Zhao Xiaoning asked casually.

Mu Ning snorted: "Angpu's status is extraordinary, and there are countless disciples and grandchildren, as for how many people there are, no one knows what they are proficient in. ”

Zhao Xiaoning nodded slightly, among the seventy-five people, only Mu Ning has the lowest cultivation, except for him, the seventy-two earth demons and Lee Kuan Yew have long had the cultivation of the acquired realm, whether it is agility or other things, they are different from ordinary people, as long as they don't meet the old guy who has been famous for a long time like Angpu, there will definitely be no danger.

"Two people are set aside in the seventy-two hells to protect Lao Mu's safety, and the remaining seventy people will fence off Death Valley, and when the time comes, let's make dumplings. Zhao Xiaoning made a simple deployment, although his tone was calm, he was a little nervous in his heart. After all, Angpu has been famous for a long time, and no one knows how strong it is.

Soon the group came to a place less than five kilometers away from Death Valley, and Zhao Xiaoning ordered people to walk to Death Valley for fear of startling the grass. Death Valley is located in a remote suburb, which is inaccessible, uninhabited for more than a dozen kilometers, and there are some wild weeds growing everywhere.

It was late at night, and there was no light in sight, only the faint stars shining in the night sky, and the atmosphere was a little depressing, especially the sound that was so quiet that you could only hear your own breathing that it indicated that a bloody battle was about to begin.

"Why do I feel like the air here is a little colder than the outside world?" said one of the seventy-two Hellsters.

"Not only was it cold, but there was also a fishy smell in the air. Someone whispered in response.

"Brothers, I can feel that the opponent is strong. I hope that everyone will cheer up for this battle, and I hope that everyone can go back safely. Zhao Xiaoning spoke: "You should have seen that the world is not what we see, there are still many unknown ethnic groups living in this seemingly prosperous background, as long as you are willing, I am willing to take you to uncover their true colors." ”

Hearing this, everyone felt their blood surge. They had long guessed that the myths and legends might be true, but they didn't expect to be able to fight with that kind of hermit today, and they said in their hearts that it was impossible not to expect it. Because they don't feel the slightest challenge in the world.

"As previously deployed, spread out to fence off Death Valley, and attack together when we hear my orders. Zhao Xiaoning ordered.

"Obey the decree of the young master!"

Everyone received the order, and their figures quickly disappeared into the night like spirit monkeys.

"Let's go too!" Zhao Xiaoning smiled and looked at Lee Kuan Yew and Mu Ning beside him, as well as the two members of the Seventy-Two Earth Demons.

"How to go?" said Muning's lips twitched.

"Of course it's going openly!" Zhao Xiaoning laughed, and everyone else laughed out loud. Only Mu Ning looked depressed, and scolded Zhao Xiaoning in his heart for being a madman. You must know that people have already set up a situation and are waiting for you, but you are good, you actually walked in with a swagger, isn't this looking for death?

Time passed slowly, and finally Zhao Xiaoning and his party came to the entrance of Death Valley. Death Valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and although the mountain is not very steep, it is also easy to defend and difficult to attack. Looking at the valley from afar, there are dozens of houses with a sense of age, and there is an eerie cloud over the valley.

Standing at the entrance of Death Valley, everyone felt a pungent fishy smell spread. Except for Mu Ning, the faces of the others changed, it was an indescribable feeling, and the smell of the fishy smell hit the soul of the human being.

Vomit!

Zhao Xiaoning and the others retched one after another, and the feeling of almost vomiting out their stomachs was particularly uncomfortable. Only Mu Ning's expression became more and more pale, he was a Gu master himself, this kind of smell could still be adapted, and what shocked him was that he caught a special aura, the smell of corpses.

"Young master, there is a smell of rotting corpses in the valley, and I guess someone has cultivated the ghost descent. Moonin whispered.

"Uncle, why don't we go back. Mr. Mu is right, stay in Qingshan without worrying about running out of firewood!" At this moment, Lee Kuan Yew couldn't calm down, after all, Zhao Xiaoning was his uncle, and he didn't want to see him encounter any danger.

"Go back?" Zhao Xiaoning sneered: "Stealing a child who died before he was a tool for cultivation, this kind of evil crooked truth should be destroyed by the sky, and I am the one who does the right thing for the sky." "Speaking of which, I resolutely moved forward.

"Angpu, don't come out to die yet!"

Zhao Xiaoning's voice was like thunder, and it suddenly exploded in the night.

"Zhao Xiaoning, now you are not qualified to be the opponent of the old man, and it will not be too late for you to break into the valley of death. A disdainful laugh erupted in the quiet valley.

"Seventy-two places obeyed the order and razed the Valley of Death to Lao Tzu!" Zhao Xiaoning shouted angrily, and the whole person flew towards the Valley of Death like an arrow off the string.