The valley of the dead is one of the seven forbidden areas in the ancient wasteland. Since ancient times, it has been a dead place. There are ghosts in the valley, and the wind roars angrily. There are many bones buried in it.


    These bones, some people, animals, demons and demons, were extremely powerful. Even after a long time, some white bones were still intact, and the whole body was shining like jade.


    There are also huge animal bones and terrible evil Qi, which can easily kill people.


    Unfortunately, there are only bones left in the powerful existence. Even the yuan God is fragmented, resulting in endless ghosts and evil creatures. Once a living person breaks in, many dead souls will attack them and never die.


    It is said that the predecessor of the Dead Soul Valley was once a mountain range stretching tens of thousands of miles. In the depths of the mountain range, there are many fairy palaces, a large number of Tianjiao and great powers. It has the largest sect in the ancient wilderness - shengdaozong.


    Shengdaozong was founded by a holy land called shengdaolaozu, who was not born when he became famous.


    It can be said that shengdaozong is the first door in the history of the ancient wasteland. Within the door, it contains countless secrets, magical powers and rare treasures of the ancient wasteland


    Unfortunately, it flourished and declined. With the failure of the ancestors of the holy way to preach and the disappearance of the dead road, there was a division within the holy way sect. Then it was besieged by several major sects and families in the ancient wasteland. Finally, even the Mountain Gate station was turned into ruins under that war.


    This ruins is now the valley of the dead.


    If you look down from a high altitude, you can see the whole valley of the dead. It''s like a mountain cut off by a sword. In addition to the lingering Yin, the whole valley is also filled with extremely fierce will of kendo.


    "What a strong will of kendo. Even after endless years, it has never dispersed..."


    Yang Xuan stepped into the valley of the dead. He felt as if he had been cut by a knife. Strands of Kendo will roared with the Yin wind, as if he could freeze and tear people.


    This is Yang Xuan''s strong body. I''m afraid he will die on the spot if he doesn''t last long.


    "My way can contain ten thousand ways and melt ten thousand methods. These sword will may be a life urging charm for others, but it is a real tonic for me. I swallow them all."


    While Yang Xuan was thinking, his body seemed to turn into a tripod, a big tripod that could swallow all things. In the mouth of the big tripod, the terrible suction force came out, wantonly devouring the will of Kendo between heaven and earth.


    As he walked along, the will of Kendo between heaven and earth was constantly weakened, and his understanding of Kendo was madly improved. This speed of improvement hardly needed his deliberate understanding, which could be directly transformed into his own.


    This is swallowing the way of heaven, which contains Yang Xuan''s almost immortal obsession. As long as his obsession is immortal, he can devour everything, and even the origin of the way of heaven in one world can be refined.


    Of course, this swallowing also has limits. For example, Yang Xuan can''t do anything about the heavenly way in the place of eternal silence, let alone devour refining. Even if he releases the swallowing heavenly way, he can''t feel the origin of the heavenly way in the place of eternal silence.


    The way of heaven in the place of eternal silence is left by the Lord of eternal silence. Its origin is the heart of eternal silence in the legend.


    "The way of heaven is not obvious, and the heart of eternal silence is hidden. In the final analysis, my strength is not enough..."


    Yang Xuan looked as usual. He had just completed his path and had a long way to go. This road was bound to be full of thorns and could never be a smooth road, but he was happy and not afraid.


    Without much thought, Yang Xuan soon went deep into the valley of the dead. At the same time, he also tried to release his mind and look for Ji Yuechan''s whereabouts.


    Originally, the Dead Soul Valley would isolate the mind. Once the mind was released, it would be wiped out by the will of kendo. However, as the will of Kendo was swallowed and refined by Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan''s mind could gradually radiate out.


    Under his divine perception, everything was clearly visible. He only saw that the white bones all over the ground in such a large valley of the dead. Many white bones were turned into powder and completely disappeared when the Yin wind blew.


    Occasionally, a ghost attacked and was killed by Yang Xuan with his bare hands. Yang Xuan was full of Qi and blood. The whole person was like a light in the night, which would virtually attract countless ghosts.


    However, many ghosts and ghosts obviously gave birth to Lingzhi. Knowing that Yang Xuan is very difficult to provoke, all those who dare to attack Yang Xuan are the most powerful existence in it.


    Unfortunately, Yang Xuan''s combat effectiveness was too strong. There were no ghosts along the way. If he could get close to him, he was wiped out with absolute strength.


    "Jie Jie......"


    I don''t know how long, when Yang Xuan crossed the valley of the dead and came to the outside of a vast sea of blood, a harsh smile suddenly came.


    "What is that?"


    Yang Xuan looked up and followed his reputation. Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared at the end of the sea of blood.


    The demon shadow was high and standing on the sea of blood. It was grinning wantonly, like a devil who could choose people at any time, emitting a terrible magic power.


    When Yang Xuan heard the laughter, he was invaded by the invisible magic power. For a time, he felt dizzy and shaken. He had an impulse to surrender to the other party.


    "It''s interesting. It can shake my mind. Well, I''ll go and see if you''re a man or a ghost."


    Yang Xuan calmed down, put his hands together, and added the six character Daming mantra of the Western Buddha. He snorted coldly. He immediately accelerated his speed and flew to the depths of the sea of blood. During the period, the sea of blood boiling, countless ghosts rushed up, and his body was covered with a thick blood mist, like a bloodthirsty demon, bloodthirsty and violent.


    However, it is strange that these things are not close to Yang Xuan, but dance in the air and roar at Yang Xuan. It seems that Yang Xuan is regarded as blood food and can only see the delicious blood food that can''t be eaten.


    "It seems that these ghosts have been controlled..."


    Yang Xuan whispered, but his face remained unchanged. He just spread out his body method one after another and flew to the shadow at the end of the blood sea. The shadow didn''t know what it was. It obviously could control many blood fog ghosts in the blood sea and had absolute control over these blood fog ghosts.


    "Very good, very good. I am not mistaken. You are really a human being. You have the ability to become one of the magic envoys under my seat. No, to be exact, you should be the leader of these magic envoys."


    After about a stroke of incense, Yang Xuan came to the end of the sea of blood and was only a hundred feet away from the shadow. With Yang Xuan''s arrival, the shadow couldn''t help nodding and Jie smiled.


    Yang Xuan didn''t speak either. His eyes flashed over the demon shadow and looked at the altar not far away.


    A total of 18 sacrificial platforms, suspended above the sea of blood, were full of people, one by one, either demonized or holy land powerful friars, with cold green light in their eyes and motionless.


    "As you can see, these people are evil envoys under this seat. Life and death are between our thoughts. They have to do whatever we want them to do."


    The voice of the devil''s shadow sounded, with a faint charm, "you don''t have to be nervous. Although you are a human, there is pure demon blood flowing in your body. As long as you are willing to submit to me, I won''t conclude a soul contract with you."


    "Who are you?"


    Yang Xuan asked in a deep voice. He didn''t see the figure of Ji Yuechan on the altar. He was a little relieved. At the same time, he could not help but have some doubts.


    It''s reasonable to say that Ji Yuechan will definitely meet her when she enters the valley of the dead, but Ji Yuechan is not here now, which is undoubtedly a little strange.


    "I am the ancestor of nightmare devil, the demon God in charge of dreams."


    "In charge of the dream!"


    Yang Xuan''s eyes narrowed, and at the moment when he was distracted, he felt a strange force that suddenly invaded his heart and dragged his mind into a terrible dream.


    In this dream, there were endless ferocious monsters. These monsters screamed constantly and sent out bursts of evil sounds, which made Yang Xuan''s mind tremble involuntarily.


    That feeling, like being in purgatory, could die at any time.