Ning Qi and his nine people did not ride on flying spirit weapons, nor did they break through the air. Because both methods were easy to break into some ancient bans, and they would even encounter sneak attacks from some monks. Therefore, everyone was honestly rushing with their legs, and the speed was not too slow. If they were lucky, they might be able to reach the desperate situation of death in about twenty years.

For monks, twenty years are nothing, they pass in the blink of an eye, and during the journey, they may encounter some opportunities.

As long as you can ensure that you can reach the desperate situation of death safely, it will be cost-effective even if you spend thirty or fifty years.

Three months later.

Everyone arrived at the first "rest point", which was like a small town. From here, they went to the desperate situation of death. There were countless similar towns, created by monks who were rushing to the front very early and early. They have been passed down to this day. The monks who were rushing to the front can replenish their supplies here. Most of the towns that Ning Qi and the others arrived at were human monks, and fewer monks from the foreign race, but there were also many.

The two pairs of malicious eyes fell on Ning Qi and his group, but after discovering that there were six creators of the three catastrophes in this team, the eyes were a little restrained.

"Everyone, we are lucky in the past three months and have been very smooth. However, the closer we get to the desperate situation of death, the greater the chance of encountering danger. We must study it carefully for the next journey. Brother Bu, what suggestions do you have?"

The nine people found a teahouse, and after sitting down, Tukong spoke.

"Senior Tukong, from here to the next town, there are seven or eight ancient forbidden methods of all sizes on the way, but the power of these forbidden methods is limited. As long as you go around, you won't fall into it. In addition, what you need to pay attention to is the 'Dead Valley'. This Dead Valley cannot take a detour, otherwise you will fall into greater danger and can only break through. However, the zombies in the Dead Valley were all first-class experts during their lifetime. If you don't have complete preparations and find a way to restrain these zombies, you may suffer a little damage."

Bu Shaofeng duct.

"Dead Valley?"

Wan Long and the other two looked at each other and frowned slightly. They knew nothing about the outside world. Now they heard that there was a place that could not take a detour and had to break through, and they suddenly became worried.

"I have also heard of this Dead Valley. Those zombies have no intelligence and only have one or two percent of the combat power they had during their lifetime. It would not be too difficult for us to break through."

Tukong whispered.

"What's going on in this Dead Man Valley? Why do monks turn into zombies? If we go there, will we turn into zombies?"

Ning Dong'er looked at Bu Shaofeng and said.

Bu Shaofeng said respectfully: "It's like this. I just heard that a long time ago, when the power of the forbidden magic in the Dead Man Valley was still powerful, the seven major sects joined forces with the monks from other first-class sects, and they all died in the Dead Man Valley. The first batch of zombies were transformed by them. Later, if the monks who rushed through the Dead Man Valley, if they died, they would be transformed into zombies without sanity by that special forbidden magic. However, because of the forbidden magic, they would never leave the Dead Man Valley."

"Special prohibition..."

A glimmer flashed through Wanlong's eyes.

Zhang Qinghua happened to see this scene and couldn't help looking at Wan Long: "Young Master Wan, what do you think?"

Wan Long smiled slightly, glanced at everyone, and whispered: "There is only a speculation below this Dead Valley, will a powerful corpse king be suppressed? After those monks died, it was because of the corpse energy leaked from the corpse king that they were transformed into zombies?"

"There is also a possibility, but this probably has nothing to do with us rushing on the road. Even if there is a corpse king, it is not something we can deal with. We just need to find a way to pass through this Dead Valley safely!"

Tukong Road.

"You are going to die in a desperate situation? Haha, I just need to come to me through the Dead Valley to buy some talismans. I am the contemporary leader of the ancient Taoist sect's "Zhengyi Sect" and specialize in restraining these ghosts and monsters!"

On a table not far away, there was a sloppy old man drinking wine from the gourd and eating meat while chewing, smiling at Ning Qi.

"Oh? You might as well take out one of the talismans you sell to open your eyes. If you can really control the zombies, I will buy some!"

Tukong's eyes lit up.

"No, no, you have to buy me before drawing, and don't buy me before drawing!"

The sloppy old man shook his head.

"I think I'm just an old liar! I've heard of the talisman, but Xiao Daoer is a hundred and eight thousand miles away from those spiritual weapons that can control evil spirits. If you throw a talisman out, you can only use it once!"

Ning Dong'er glanced at the old man and sneered disdainfully.

"Sister Three, don't talk nonsense!"

Wan Long glared at Ning Dong'er.

At this time, the sloppy old man's eyes suddenly turned red and he looked at Ning Dong'er angrily: "The bold little girl, just talk nonsense without knowing anything. Talisman is a small way? It's really a laughing old man!"

The other monks in the teahouse looked over with smiles.

Ning Dong'er was furious and was about to refute a few words. At this moment, another group of monks walked into the teahouse one after another. Seeing this, Tukong's expression suddenly changed, and Bu Shaofeng and Bu Qingshi were even more frightened.

"Zhengyi, you heard your voice from afar. Why, who has offended you again?"

Old Gui Du looked at the old man with a smile.

Seeing this, the sloppy old man gave Du Laogui a blank look, "Someone doesn't know Mount Tai, but I don't want to care about it. Why, Du Laogui, you finished the last wave of food, and who is the target this time?"

Du Laogui's expression changed slightly, and he sneered, ignoring the sloppy old man, but turned his eyes to Ning Qi and the others, with a sneer on his lips: "Oh, we're meeting again, this time there are no law enforcement monks from the Dafang City in the Wasteland City to protect you."

"Old Gui Du, what do you mean?"

Tu Kong showed a look of fear on his face, and he felt a little regretful. If he had known that Old Gui of Du followed, they might as well continue to rush and leave the wasteland market. There would be no rules outside here. Anyone who wants to kill someone can kill people openly.

"What do I mean? Haha, leave these three people behind, you can leave safely, otherwise..."

Du Laogui pointed at Ning Qi, Bu Shaofeng, Bu Qingshi, and sneered at Tu Kong, "My Flying Dragon Squad disappeared for no reason, so I will naturally be responsible for them."

"Old Gui Du, you only have a few more people. If you really want to fight, you will be able to kill you."

Tu Kong frowned. Bu Shaofeng was the guide. With him, he would be much safer when he was on the road, so he would naturally not give up easily.

"Do you really think there are only so many people in our Dragon Squad?"

Old Du's eyes showed a sarcastic look. As soon as he finished speaking, a group of monks walked into the teahouse. About fifteen people, each of them were the Creator of the Three Tribulations!
Chapter completed!