"Ahead is the Grand Canyon of Horror." Gale Mantis stopped and looked at the foggy Grand Canyon ahead, his tone trembling.
"Refining God Valley." Zhang Qian's eyes lit up and she finally arrived here. Every disciple of the Qinghai Sect will never be able to become a true elite if he cannot participate in a trial in the God Refining Valley.
"Take me in." Zhang Qian said to Gale Mantis.
"Yes, Lord, Master." Gale Mantis was obviously a little afraid of this place, but he could not disobey Zhang Qian's order, so he could only lead Zhang Qian and continue walking towards the God Refining Valley.
Qin Lang followed quietly, collecting several strange creatures along the way and throwing them into the cave. The cave spirit was so busy that he wished Qin Lang could try it himself.
After Gufeng Avenue ends, there is a long and narrow grand canyon. The Qinghai Sect calls this grand canyon the Valley of Refining Gods and uses it as a place for training for its disciples. The monsters living here call it the Grand Canyon of Horror.
Qin Lang originally locked his spiritual thoughts on Gale Mantis, but after he took Zhang Qian into the God Refining Valley, Qin Lang's spiritual thoughts locked on Gale Mantis completely lost contact with him and seemed to be erased.
General. This shocked Qin Lang, and he rushed forward quickly, but still lost track of Zhang Qian.
"This canyon is so weird." Qin Lang stood at the edge of the Valley of Refining Gods, and saw that the wind inside was several times more violent than on the Gufeng Avenue. What was even more chilling was that in the white wind, mixed with this...
Some black wind gangs are like a black handle
Like a colored scimitar, it was flying crazily. This was nothing, the pressure that reached straight to the soul was like a tide rushing towards his face. Qin Lang felt as if the air around him had become heavier, and he could hardly breathe.
It becomes a little difficult.
"Qin Lang, there must be a very powerful being below the God Refining Valley, and that being should still be in a sleeping state, or in an unconscious state, otherwise it would be impossible to have such a coercive force, and it is still such a non-aggressive coercive force.
Pressure." Dong Ling's knowledge was much deeper and broader than Qin Lang's, and he quickly came to this inference.
"Why do I always encounter things that are sleeping or suppressed?" Qin Lang thought speechlessly, "But then again, you came here while sleeping, so why are you not as powerful as these things? Look,
The evil beings suppressed by the Zhengqi Sect and the existences in the Valley of Refining Gods are so powerful. Why can't you do it?" Qin Lang muttered for a while, like a fly.
"Damn! When I was in my heyday, I was much better than this. How far have I been pushed? They said that nine layers of seals were placed in my body, and I have only broken through the first layer now." Dongling was angry and defended himself.
"Yes, yes, you are all powerful, okay." Qin Lang pursed his lips and immediately jumped into the God Refining Valley.
"Oh, holy shit!" As soon as he came in, Qin Lang felt a strong pressure covering his body, like the deep sea, making him breathless.
Whoosh!
A black wind power that was half the size of Qin Lang quietly appeared behind Qin Lang. It seemed to have some intelligence and actually wanted to sneak attack Qin Lang.
However, Qin Lang noticed it vigilantly, and quickly turned around. The Wanfa Sword was already in his hand. With a sweep of the sword, a golden sword energy burst out, cutting the black wind gang in half.
This was not over yet. As a black wind gang was cut off, more black wind gangs appeared densely in front of Qin Lang. However, they did not rush to cut them off. Instead, they surrounded Qin Lang, like a group of black wind gangs.
Qin Lang was watched with eager eyes like monsters.
"I wipe..." Qin Lang couldn't help but want to curse. He was surrounded as soon as he entered. This was just the entrance to the Valley of Refining Gods. Now Qin Lang's only thought was...
run!
Qin Lang's figure moved, he mobilized his vitality with all his strength, and increased his horsepower. Under the overwhelming pressure from the sky, Qin Lang's speed was greatly affected, but the dense black wind was not affected at all, passing through
The white wind blew across the sky and reached Qin Lang's back.
Qin Lang had no choice but to turn around and block him. He couldn't let so many black wind gangs hit him. The Ten Thousand Magic Sword in his hand kept flying, and golden sword energy burst out, but in the face of the dense black wind gangs,
, seems a bit powerless.
"Idiot, have you forgotten what Cheng Qianyuan gave you?" Dong Ling roared.
"Yeah, why did I forget about that?" Qin Lang slashed out a few sword qi, and chopped the black wind swords closest to him into pieces, solving the urgent need, and then turned his palm
, a black bead appeared in his hand.
Looking at the group of black wind gangs getting closer and closer, Qin Lang hesitated for a moment, and then took the black wind bead into his mouth. When the black wind bead entered, Qin Lang felt an icy cold air covering his whole body.
Qin Lang's body actually exuded a burst of cold wind energy, which seemed to turn into a black wind energy.
The sudden change caused the Feng Gang group that was attacking Qin Lang to panic. They suddenly lost their target and started flying around like a group of leaderless beasts.
Looking at the black wind bead flying back and forth less than a foot away in front of his eyes, Qin Lang's face also broke out with a trace of cold sweat. Although this black wind bead has no offensive or defensive power, it is in the Valley of Refining Gods.
, but it has become the most practical treasure.
Although the effect was very good, Qin Lang still did not dare to take it lightly, and was extremely defensive. The Black Wind Bead was held in Qin Lang's mouth, which was equivalent to putting the Black Wind Bead in a place where he could not defend himself. Qin Lang would put the Black Wind Bead in his mouth.
The black wind bead is surrounded by vitality, and spiritual thoughts are also attached to it to ensure nothing goes wrong.
"What's going on with these black wind gangs? Why do they stop moving after being agitated for a while?" Qin Lang asked Dong Ling in his heart.
"Presumably these black wind gangs are only hostile to intruders, and since you are holding the black wind beads in your mouth now, these black wind gangs seem to regard you as their own kind." Dongling deduced.
"Oh, I wonder how Senior Sister Zhang Qian got in." Qin Lang thought unintentionally.
"You can have the Black Wind Bead, so why can't others have other treasures?" Dong Ling said.
"That's right. Since I have lost the trace of Zhang Qian, I will go deeper by myself. I want to see how deep I can go with my own ability." Qin Lang moved his body slowly and cautiously.
Step by step away from the black wind gang group.
When the group of black wind gangs saw that Qin Lang had left the group, they began to call Qin Lang, as if they were calling for the stray cubs. The black wind gangs roared and buzzed, seeming to be shouting.
: "You damn bastard, where are you going? Come back quickly."
"You idiot is back!" Qin Lang headed towards the depths of the God Refining Valley without looking back.