The sky is dark, cloudless, mixed with muffled thunder, making people feel cramped and depressed.

In a giant city, no spiritual energy exists around me except for the newly entered crowd. Strands of gray air flow can be seen with indescribable violent aura, wandering between the world.

This is the Valley of All Spirits!

Wang Hao looked at it curiously, and at the same time he had learned from his senior brother Li Shifang that he was in Jinluo City. The ancestors of Jinluo Palace discovered that this place where the true spirit fell, and it consumed countless manpower and material resources to create the first city.

"Fulong Temple, South Gate!"

"Seven Crime Sects, Ximen!"

"Aoi Shui Gate, North Gate!"

"Please ask fellow Taoists from all walks to leave Jinluo City quickly in half the incense stick!"

There were voices coming from all over the square. According to the rules set by the four major sects, Jinluo City is the gateway to enter and exit Wanling Valley. You can come to this city to gather when you go out. You cannot stay when you enter. You must follow the guidance and leave.

"The disciples of the Seven Secret Sect are lined up!"

"The old disciple guards the front and back, and the newcomer stands in the middle. Don't panic when encountering situations and follow the dispatch!"

An old disciple of the Seven Secretariat Sect shouted. The leaders of each pulse started to move. On the side of the Yaodu Peak, under the order of Li Shifang, they were lined up in an order.

"Jinluo City is a distance from our Qijue City, and it is very likely to encounter Yuan Beast!"

"Baiyun, follow me closely, don't act rashly!"

Li Shifang reminded him that he could feel the elder brother’s concern from the bottom of his heart, and Wang Hao nodded and thanked him.

This time, the four major sects entered Wanling Valley, with the largest number of disciples of the Seven Secret Sects. The old and new disciples together had nearly 400 people. They lined up neatly and drove out from the West Gate in a mighty manner.

As soon as they left the city gate, everyone sacrificed magic weapons and drove the flight. However, no one dared to fly high altitude, flying three or four feet apart one by one. At the same time, they took out spirit stones to absorb them to replenish their spiritual power.

The inner space of the Wanling Valley is not stable in the place where the true spirits fall. There are many thunderstorms at high altitudes, mixed with space cracks. Once you fly high, you are very likely to encounter unexpected problems.

There is also the Ten Thousand Spirit Valley without spiritual energy. The gray airflow that wanders between heaven and earth is called evil energy. It is similar to spiritual energy but is extremely fierce and violent. Cultivators cannot absorb it. Their own spiritual power is consumed and they can only use the help of spiritual stone elixirs to supplement it.

These are the experiences taught by old disciples.

Wang Hao controlled the Fire Dragon Sword, and like other companions, he pinched the spirit stones in his hand to replenish the spiritual power. At the same time, he was curious and secretly used his skills and took a breath of evil energy.

The evil energy enters the body, the qi and blood are stimulating, and the spiritual power collides!

Wang Hao suddenly felt his body stagnant, his spiritual power could not be freely activated, and there were signs that he could not control the Fire Dragon Sword steadily.

"Hundred Deaths!"

Li Shifang reached out to help him. Wang Hao took the opportunity to adjust his breathing, and it took a moment to return to normal.

"Don't absorb evil energy, as it can easily lead to spiritual disorders and sequelae of mental disorders!"

Li Shifang reminded him in a warning tone. Of course, Wang Hao knew that the other party was kind and smiled apologetically: "I'm reckless, senior brother, please forgive me!"

"Young people are inevitably curious!"

Li Shifang laughed and said nothing, and continued to stand on Wang Hao's right, looking around with a look on his face.

The land where the true spirits fall in Wanling Valley is quite large and covers an area of ​​3,000 miles. The central area is a forbidden area. The monks who came to the four major sects to experience have never entered, and they even dared not get close to it. The reason is very simple. No monks close to the central area can survive and leave.

The outer periphery is divided into four areas, according to the landform characteristics, namely the Yellow Sand Beach, the Giant Stone Gorge, the Black Forest and the Mist Swamp, which are occupied by the four major sects.

Now I am in a yellow sand beach. As the name suggests, the yellow sand mu is covered by the yellow sand mu below, like the deep desert sea, and the view is endless.

The disciples of the Seven Secret Sect are targeted at the Black Forest, and the Sect’s resident Qi Jue City is built there. You need to cross the periphery of the Yellow Beach before you can reach it.

The route has long been discovered. Since the ancestors of the Seven Secret Sect, after thousands of years of continuous progress, this route to the Black Forest is the safest and has the lowest chance of encountering the Yuan Beast.

A small chance does not mean that it is impossible to encounter a Yuan beast. In other words, a large group of Yuan beasts have a small chance of encountering, but scattered Yuan beasts often bump into it.

After traveling for hundreds of miles, Wang Hao finally saw the native natives, Yuan Beast, who were born in the Land of True Spirit for the first time.

boom!

A Yuan beast similar to a giant python rushed out of the sand, raised its body six or seven feet long, cracked its bloody mouth and attacked the team.

The novice disciple had never seen such a scene and was suddenly panicked. The old disciple was confident and while shouting to keep the formation going, he launched an attack.

Dozens of magic weapons were sacrificed, and they hit the giant python Yuan Beast like raindrops. Once attacked, the giant python Yuan Beast was repelled, and his body was hit dozens of times, without any damage and bleeding, but the huge body looked a little weakened.

Bang bang bang...

Another round of offensive. Dozens of old disciples were besieged. Under the power of magic weapons, the giant python beast had no ability to counterattack, and its body was severely damaged, and its virtualization was almost transparent. At some point, it finally exploded and turned into wisps of gray airflow, mixed with faint blood, spreading, and disappearing from heaven and earth.

"The Yuan Beast is born with evil spirits and has no substantial body. When it is attacked to a certain extent, it will turn into evil spirits and dissipate!"

Li Shifang explained. He also took action just now. His gun was like a fire dragon, with great power. He deserves to be the eldest brother of the Medicine Poison Peak's original lineage, and his cultivation level is complete.

After hearing this, Wang Hao nodded as if he had realized something, and thought that if he swallowed this guy, it would definitely be beneficial to his own witchcraft cultivation.

For immortal cultivators, evil energy is no different from poison. It will be uncomfortable for a long time if you take a breath. But for the witch, devouring all spirits to encourage themselves, evil energy is no exception and should not be affected by it.

First go to Qijue City, thoroughly understand the internal situation of Wanling Valley, and then find an opportunity to leave the team and act alone.

This is Wang Hao's plan. His situation is not suitable for team formation. Only by acting alone can you use your hands and feet to the fullest while ensuring that your own secrets are not discovered.

Walking forward, all encountering scattered Yuan beasts were killed.

"Climb the sand dune in front and move forward fifty miles forward, and the sect's resident Qi Jue City!"

The trip went smoothly. Li Shifang pointed to the front and chatted with Wang Hao in a happy mood. However, before he could finish his words, a sudden change occurred in front.

A giant scorpion beast as big as a calf emerged from the sand, swaying more than a meter long scorpion tail, and hissing sounds made by a ferocious mouthpiece. It besieged from all directions.

The number is as large as three or four hundred!

"Damn it!"

"Cross the sand scorpion!"

Li Shifang's face changed drastically. The old disciples around him were also shocked. Sand Scorpion is a very difficult group of beasts to deal with. It has strong attack power, fast movements, and comes and goes like the wind. Once it encounters, it is extremely difficult for a small group of monks to survive, and even if the team of people encounters it, it will be entangled and difficult to get rid of it.

"The team is circling!"

"My fellow Taoists, please block them with me!"

A cultivator of Tianlu Peak's perfect weapon refining cultivator led dozens of old disciples to face the sand scorpion group. The two sides had not yet approached and had already launched a fierce battle.

The sound of sounds continued. Various magical instruments and talismans smashed away hard, and the attack was as fierce as a storm. The group of sand scorpions did not retreat and counterattacked with a fierce offensive.

In Wang Hao's eyes, more than a dozen sand scorpions were killed and their bodies turned into nothingness. At the same time, three or four old disciples were hit by the gray light shot from the tail of the sand scorpion, and their bodies were as corroded and festered, and they screamed shrillly.

"Baiyun, follow the team and go quickly!"

Li Shifang joined the battle group. Facing the sand scorpion, if the old disciples cannot concentrate their efforts to resist, these novice fellow disciples who have just entered Wanling Valley will definitely suffer heavy casualties once they are entangled.

"Senior Brother, I'll help you!"

Wang Hao did not retreat. He had enough confidence to deal with it, and at the same time he wanted to try to kill the Yuan Beast.

The junior brother insisted. The battle situation was critical, and Li Shifang didn't say much, and used a fire spear to directly lock the sand scorpion forward to attack.

The gun is like a fire dragon, constantly attacking several sand scorpions. The latter's vitality is extremely strong, which is more difficult to deal with than the original beasts I encountered before. It still cannot strangle it after attacking it.

Whoosh swish swish swish...

Wang Hao flashed and pinched the magic trick with both hands. The mother and son fire dragon sword flew into the air, and instantly formed a fire dragon sword formation, trapping the five sand scorpion beasts.

"burn!"

The magic trick changes. Seven fire dragon swords transform into seven fire dragons, roaring and attacking, with great power. Within a few breaths, the trapped sand scorpion was burned into nothingness.

This ended. Another sand scorpion surrounded him, and the scorpion tail was raised high, shooting out gray beams of light attacking Wang Hao.

But Wang Hao saw a flash of inspiration at his feet, and his figure disappeared from the spot and appeared more than ten feet away.

"Zimao Fire Chi Sword!"

"Flowing Cloud Boots!"

"Master really loves junior brother!"

Li Shi showed envy. This was a normal reaction and there were no other distractions. He lamented that his master loved his junior brother very much, and he was not as good as his senior brother.

"This junior brother is a good method!"

"I dare to ask for the Dharma name!"

A group of old disciples approached. The leader was the Tianlu Peak Qi-Practice Cultivator who had previously led the battle against the sand scorpion group.

"While the real person in the Medicine Poison Peak is flawless, Wang Baiyu!" Wang Hao bowed his hand and reported to his home.

"You are Wang Baiyun!" The monk from Tianlu Peak was surprised.

"Senior brother knows me?" Wang Hao asked back.

The other party laughed: "My name is Zhao Yuntian. A few months ago, the new disciples competed in the theory of the law. Zhao Yunhao, who was defeated by you, is my clan's brother!"

He is not only the brother of Zhao Yunhao, but also Zhao Yunhao himself is also in Qijue City. He has mentioned the name of "Wang Baiyun" many times, so Wang Hao was immediately recognized as soon as he showed his identity.

"Yun Hao praised Junior Brother Baiyun. When I saw you today, it was indeed worthy of your reputation!"

Zhao Yuntian made some polite words. Then he showed that now is not the time to talk, and the large group of people had already detoured, and they had to fight and retreat while fighting, so as not to attract more genusal beasts here.

"Brother Shifang, you can take Junior Brother Baiyun to retreat first, and I, the disciple of Tianlu Peak, mattress!"

Zhao Yuntian spoke frankly and acted neatly. A group of about fifty old disciples, plus Wang Hao, began to evacuate. Seven or eight old disciples of Tianlu Peak were led by Zhao Yuntian.

The seven-vein inheritance of the Seven Secrets Sect. The Medicine and Poison Peak is rich, and the Tianlu Peak is not bad at all. Especially in terms of the talisman array flag, it can be said that it has enough people to prepare and has great advantages in fighting.

Talismans were thrown out, and various magic powers burst out, forming an unbreakable defensive offensive, blocking the pursuit of sand scorpions.

Wang Hao glanced at it and exclaimed: "Tags are thrown away as stones... I'm afraid that only Tianlu Peak has this confidence!"

"A normal fighting competition, Tianlu Peak Tianpu Peak has no advantage against our Yao Poison Peak... But in Wanling Valley, their fellow disciples can exert their strong combat power!"

Li Shifang gave a pertinent evaluation. He didn't say much afterwards, and asked Wang Hao to control the magic weapon and flew towards the direction of Qijue City.
Chapter completed!