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Chapter 1789: Mysterious Depression(2/2)

The poisonous crocodile beast behind him kept roaring, and anything that hit its mouth actually flew out.
Ignoring the shouts behind him, Liu Wuxie strode out of the evil miasma forest.
The frequency of the ghost eyes beating is still increasing.
After leaving the woods, the view ahead suddenly widened, and Liu Wuxie saw several meteors flying over his head in the sky.
"Look, there is a fairyland over there!"
Several masters flying in the air happened to see Liu Wuxie walking out of the woods and making a strange noise.
"Let's go quickly to prevent the treasure from falling into the hands of others."
Another master glanced at Liu Wuxie and flew away.
The direction in which they disappeared was exactly the direction that Ghost Eye reminded them.
They were flying in the sky, while Liu Wuxie was running underground, trying to get ahead of them as much as possible.
One day later, a huge valley appeared in front of Liu Wuxie.
It's not so much a valley as it is a depression formed by the squeeze of two mountain ranges.
The depression is very large, covering several kilometers in radius.
At this moment, there were seven to eight hundred monks gathered in the valley, each with extremely high cultivation. Liu Wuxie in the Immortal Realm could see several of them.
They stand proudly in the void, overlooking the ground.
Yuan Xian could not fly for a long time and was looking for something on the ground.
As for the Xuanxian, he became the lowest class.
There are also a small number of immortals, they are all followers who come to join in the fun, or the elders of the clan bring them out to increase their knowledge.
Liu Wuxie didn't show up rashly. He just went to the fairyland for a little while and appeared in everyone's sight, which was too eye-catching.
There are real fairylands, but they are pitifully few.
Lying quietly behind a big rock, his ghostly eyes twitched frequently, as if he was trying to get out of Liu Wuxie's Niwan Palace.
The Divine Book of Heaven forcefully suppressed it and prevented the ghost eyes from coming out.
The ghost eyes have become one with himself. Once they are taken away, he will also face the fate of death.
"This valley is very strange. You see it is higher on the left and lower on the right. The colors are also different. Is there a crack in the middle?"
After investigation by the monks, they found that this valley was not as simple as it seemed.
"Last night there was a lot of blood and blood in this place. I suspect there must be some mystery underground."
These monks were well-informed and had many private discussions.
Several monks took out their pickaxes and started digging.
Bursts of fire splashed out, and the ground was so hard that it was difficult for ordinary swords to lift it off.
This confirms everyone's thinking that there is another mystery in this underground world.
As night fell, many bonfires were lit in the valley. The monks gathered in twos and threes, and monks kept coming.
Liu Wuxie ate a few mouthfuls of dry food when she was hungry, and drank a few mouthfuls of water when she was thirsty.
"This is it, we are finally here."
Liu Wuxie heard a familiar voice, and Wei Wenbin and Nangong Shan appeared in his sight. They also appeared and entered the valley.
Although Xuanxian is not a top expert, he is still at an intermediate level here, and most people would not dare to provoke him.


Chapter completed!
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