The mountains are silent, and the pine forests are silent.

The secret method of the Hatless Valley of Mo Wuxian is really extraordinary. That dense forest, from the appearance to the breath, there is no abnormality at all, and it is as good as ever.

At this time, a jade slip in the void turned into a streamer and disappeared in the direction of the Dark Demon Valley. It was a contact jade slip that Bai Wuming had left behind, and it had been sacrificed before leaving the water to find the cave. If you can't rush to the Dark Demon Valley tomorrow, you will naturally have to inform Bai Wuming.

However, Lishui didn't say much. only said that he and Amu had an accident, and he couldn't go to the Dark Demon Valley for the time being, so he asked him to act cheaply. If you explore the valley first, you can also give it a try, and you don't have to wait for two people.

Lishui did not dare to tell sù Bai Wulife, the true situation of himself and Amu. First, there is a high probability that the news will leak. The second is that Bai Wuming can't be fully trusted.

Now, Amu is seriously injured, if something happens, or it will attract the power of the armor and black clothes that intercept them. Even if it is protected by the ancient blood soul, I am afraid it will be difficult to take it all through. That kind of risk will never be taken out of the water.

It's just that I probably didn't think about it from the water. Not only are they in trouble, but the elite of the White Romans led by Bai Wuming will also face slaughter soon. Because, a qiē was originally a trap.

For the time being, press a qiē without mentioning.

At this time, at the moment when they had just left, the place where they had just fought. In the void, there was a sudden fluctuation, and an old man in a gray robe showed his figure, carrying a broken package, which was the old man who painted the soul.

"Huh?" The old man who painted the soul frowned, although the smoke in the void dissipated, but how could Fang Cai's qi qi escape his spiritual perception?

The old man who painted the soul grabbed it with one hand, and saw a fragment of armor and a little dust of the flying sword, as well as a trace of the power of the Xuan Immortal, which was grasped by him in the palm of his hand. Then the old man put it in front of his nose and sniffed it.

"Hmph! Behind those armored black clothes, who is it? Killing the Immortal Palace, actually came to this troubled water? It's really tired and crooked!"

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the old man who painted the soul, and at the same time, his consciousness dispersed.

In fact, as long as the old man who painted the soul was willing, his divine sense could completely cover the entire Battle Continent. It's just that it's too boring, and it's not necessary, it's not the temperament of the old man who paints souls now.

Within 10,000 miles. The old man's consciousness spread out. Fang Cai's battle turned all the people into ashes within a thousand miles. But thousands of miles away, there are still undulating mountains and fertile forests.

"Huh?" the old man was stunned. Because his divine sense swept over, he didn't find any clues.

Though. Because things are delayed. The old man who painted the soul thought he was a little late. But the battle just now was only a moment, and even if Amu and the others sat on the black cloud shuttle, it was absolutely impossible for them to reach thousands of miles away in such a short time.

With a frown, the old man who painted the soul pinched another seal in his hand, and probed again with his concentration.

This. If there really isn't, then it can only be a situation, that is, Amu and they have already been taken away by the people in black armor or the Immortal Killing Palace, and of course they may also be killed. But. The old man firmly believes that Amu cannot be killed.

Painting the soul of the old man, concentrating on exploring thousands of miles, this time is extremely detailed.

But when it was time to sweep through the dense forest cave where the water was away and Mo Wuhate was hiding. Suddenly, the void suddenly darkened, just like a dark cloud in the clear sky. The surrounding qiē is like night in an instant.

The old man who painted the soul frowned slightly. Because, he knows who this is. Goodbye, in the dark night of the void, two figures appeared, and they were actually two women. One is wearing a green coat and the other is wearing a black dress.

The woman in Tsing Yi has an average appearance, Tsing Yi is simple, and she feels very refreshing and neat.

The woman in the black dress had an extremely beautiful face, even a little bewitching. His face was quite pale, especially against the background of the black dress, which was even more bloodless.

It was none other than the Qing Niang and the Yin Soul Bird King who had also attacked and killed Amu and Lishui at the beginning.

It's just that it seems that the Yin Bird King can only appear in the dark, and although it is not a dark enchantment today, it is also a darkness.

Now, it seemed as if she was going to hide herself in the dark. As in the beginning, the fusion was perfect, as if she had been born and raised in the dark.

"Soul Painting seniors, juniors are reasonable!" The Yin Soul Bird King seemed to know the old man who painted souls, and his eyes were slightly complicated when he looked at the soul paintings, but his attitude was extremely respectful.

"Huh?" the old man nodded slightly, then frowned, "How did you get to the Battle Star Domain?"

"Don't hide it from our predecessors, we are rushing to the Dark Demon Valley!" said the Yin Soul Bird King.

"Dark Demon Valley, where are you going, what are you doing?" the old man sneered, "Don't listen to the legends of the Seven Wonders of Shura, what magic treasures are just deceptions. Except for the Shura Divine Tree, everything else in the Dark Demon Valley is just rubbish! ”

"The words of the seniors will not be wrong!" The Yin Soul Bird King actually smiled faintly, "However, the juniors just want a fruit of the Shura Divine Tree! You should know what that fruit means to the juniors." ”

"Shura Fruit?" the old man of the soul painting frowned again, and then he glanced at the Yin Soul Bird King. He could naturally see the wings of the Yin Soul Bird King.

"Also, in your situation, probably only Shura Fruit can give it a try. As he spoke, the old man who painted the soul couldn't help but sigh, "However, in that Dark Demon Valley, there are thousands of roads and countless illusions, and it is difficult to get in, and even more difficult to get out." Don't look at your Heavenly Immortal Triple, but after all, you are not the complete body of the Yin Soul Bird King, I am afraid that it will only be useless. ”

"The other day, someone auctioned the map of the Dark Demon Valley at Drunken Devil Valley. It's a pity that in the end, it was taken away by two high-ranking Blood Moon Monks. The younger generation once intercepted and killed those two Blood Moon Monks. But they didn't expect that they actually had several anti-heaven magic weapons, and more importantly, they had two ancient blood soul guards. ”

"The younger generations are jealous, the power of the Shura Palace behind them. Don't dare to kill the killer, and later heard that Bai Luomen also has a map, and has gathered elites outside the Dark Demon Valley, ready to enter the valley. So, the juniors want to go and see it!" said the Yin Soul Bird King.

"Oh?" Listening to the words of the Yin Soul Bird King, the old man who painted the soul couldn't help but sneer, "I'm afraid the map of the Dark Demon Valley won't be true, right? In the entire Shura Realm, there are only a few people who can enter and exit the Dark Demon Valley. Even my old man has only been in it once. Who can draw a map of the Dark Demon Valley?

"This junior doesn't know. However, the map should not be wrong, and something is better than nothing. ”

"Hehe!" the old man who painted the soul nodded, then looked at the Yin Soul Bird King and said, "Then you guys, are you going to go to Bailuomen to grab the map, or are you going to cooperate with them to enter the Dark Demon Valley together?"

"Naturally, it's the latter, Bai Luomen, what qualifications do you have to cooperate with the juniors?" the Yin Soul Bird King sneered.

"Yes!" said the old man helplessly, "Then my old man doesn't care!" Little Soul Bird, remind me, if you meet the two Blood Moon Cultivators you said in the future, you have to walk around. ”

"Huh?" the Yin Soul Bird King couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this. "What do you mean by that? That is, the monk of Shura Palace. I don't have to?"

"Hey, hey!" the old man smiled. "Shura Palace is a fart? Those two monks are not sea wilderness monks at all. I have some connections with my old man, just remember it!"

"Yes! The younger generation remembered!" As soon as he heard that it was the relationship between the old man who painted the soul, the face of the Yin Soul Bird King changed slightly, and he was busy responding, without the slightest objection.

"Hmm! Go ahead! Be careful in the Dark Demon Valley. Kill smartly. Old man, I still have something to do, I'm going to go to the Blood Moon Continent for a walk!"

"Farewell seniors!" the Yin Soul Bird King hurriedly bowed down.

The old man who painted the soul turned around and wanted to go.

"Draw the ancestors, stay!" It was clear to the ear, and it was the young lady who had been speechless.

The Yin Soul Bird King was slightly stunned, a flush actually flashed on his pale face, and the old man who painted the soul was also stagnant.

"Uh, what's the matter?" the old man mused, "or slowing down." When the young lady speaks, it must be nothing good. ”

"Painting ancestor", the young lady's use of such a title makes the old man who paints the soul feel that it is never a good sign.

"Painting ancestors, dark demon valleys, killing opportunities. If my young lady enters, even if she has a map, she will die. Your old man, if you don't give something, you're leaving. How can this be justified?" the young lady looked at the old man with a smile.

"Hehe, I knew that if you stopped my old man, there would be no good thing!" the old man shook his head and said helplessly.

"Painting ancestor, you old man, if you don't want it, you won't give it! My young lady has a thin face, but I am a young lady with a thick skin. Qing Niang snorted coldly, but seemed to be quite dissatisfied, "Isn't it worth a few immortal talismans to draw ancestors?" If something happens to my young lady, it spreads all over the Three Realms, and those original immortals or eternal powers will know, and your old face will not look good!"

"Huh?" the old man smiled bitterly, "Okay! I can't afford to offend you, the spirit blue bird. Give, three, keep it to save your life!" The old man who painted the soul shook his hand, and the three spirit runes fell directly into the hands of Qing Niang.

If Mo Wuxian saw this scene at this time, it is estimated that he would vomit blood directly. This immortal talisman is too easy to give. I didn't spend a penny, and I just got three.

At this time, the Yin Soul Bird King blushed and bowed his head silently.

One kills immortals and destroys souls, one is nine cloud immortals, and one is dark defense.

"It's pretty much the same!" Qing Niang looked at it, quite satisfied, and then handed it directly to the Yin Soul Bird King.

"Thank you so much...... Painting the Ancestor!" The Yin Soul Bird King also changed his name, and this time, the old man who painted the soul would never dare to stay.

"Take care of yourself!" "The old man who painted the soul stepped out directly, and the light rose under his feet, disappearing in an instant.

Exactly, because of the encounter with the Yin Soul Bird King, the old man who painted the soul did not continue to investigate, and just missed the hiding place where he was away from the water and the ink without hatred.

At this time, in the underground cave, with the help of Lishui, Amu was waking up leisurely. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for your continued support! It's June, and there have been a lot of things in the mountains and rivers recently, and it's almost the end of the semester, and the teaching work is very intense. Moreover, because I have been staying up all night to code words, my body is really unbearable. I can't hang up, I have to write a book, hehe. So, this month's update of mountains and rivers may not be able to guarantee two changes a day, I can only do my best, hehe! But it won't break the update or something, please rest assured. I don't think I can get this month's full attendance. In July, there should be no problem. Let the mountains and rivers slowly, and the foreshadowing of this volume is basically completed. All the forces and characters began to gather and collide, and I hope the follow-up will be wonderful, thank you.