Bursts of purple smoke suddenly appeared around Zhong Wen, his eyes shone brightly, and his whole aura changed, exuding a suffocating and terrifying aura.
Shen Wei tried his best to twitch his right hand, trying to break away from Zhong Wen's iron-like left hand, but he felt his heart pounding, his blood throbbing, his body stiffened, and he was unable to move for a moment.
It’s this feeling again!
At this moment, Shen Wei fell into a brief panic. He wanted to call out to the two people behind him for help, but it was too late. He could only watch as Zhong Wen slapped his right hand and hit his chest hard.
A strong force of palm broke through the body, causing Qi and blood to surge in Shen Wei's body. The ribs on his chest made a crisp sound, and it was obvious that two of them had been broken.
What made him even more panicked was that the spiritual energy in his dantian seemed to be pulled by an unknown force and rushed out of his body crazily, as if he was yearning for a better life outside.
Once the spiritual power leaves the body, it begins to dissolve and dissipate, like a passing guest in a hurry, not staying in the air for a moment.
What kind of magical skill is this?
Shen Wei was horrified, and hurriedly sat down cross-legged, desperately activating the exercises, trying to bring his spiritual power onto the right track and rebuild a complete cycle of heaven and earth.
However, the spiritual power in Dantian is like an uncontrollable naughty child, running around without any control at all, and even ten cows can't pull it back.
"not good!"
Black Shao and Tuo Tianye, who were watching the battle leisurely just a moment ago, both changed their expressions. At the same time, they spread out their body skills and jumped towards the direction where the two were fighting.
Zhong Wen succeeded with a palm, but did not pursue him or pull out the poisonous dagger stuck in his lower abdomen. Instead, he swayed his feet and appeared next to Ning Jie in an instant.
"Zhong Wen, how are you...ah!!!"
Before Ning Jie could finish her sentence, Zhong Wen relaxed his arms and hugged her soft and delicate body, and then the shadow of her body flashed and disappeared.
After a few flashes, the shadows of the two people had turned into a small black dot, drifting away. "Third Hall Master, are you okay?" Tuo Tianye asked with worry on his face.
"It's nothing serious. It's just that this kid's spiritual skills are very weird. I need to adjust my breathing for a while." Shen Wei looked very ugly and said fiercely, "He is definitely not seriously injured. You don't need to worry about me. Go and catch him." Come, I'm going to peel off his cramps!"
In front of his subordinates, Shen Wei was injured by a boy less than twenty years old. Shen Wei felt that his face was completely lost. He wished that there was a crack in the ground that he could get through, and he hated Zhong Wen even more.
"yes!"
Bai Shao responded first, then turned around and walked away in the direction Zhong Wen left.
"Master of the Third Hall, this man is extremely powerful. It may not be easy to capture him alive." Tuo Tianye couldn't help but say.
"The women must be captured alive." A trace of vicious lust flashed in Shen Wei's eyes, "If the men cannot be captured alive, bring back the bodies."
"Got the order!" Tuo Tianye took the order and left, quickly disappearing in mid-air.
…
"Zhong Wen, are you okay?"
Lying between Zhong Wen's arms like a princess, Ning Jie felt hot all over, and her fair cheeks were covered with red clouds. She wanted him to let her go. As she spoke, she caught a glimpse of Zhong Wen's face, which was so white that there was no trace of blood. His face turned into words of concern.
"It's nothing at all." Zhong Wen forced a smile, "He is so weak. If I didn't let him stab him with a dagger on purpose, the fight would be meaningless."
"Are you a child?" Ning Jie was angry and amused after hearing his nonsense. She couldn't help but glare at him, "The dagger must be poisonous, so it's best to take it out as soon as possible."
"It's okay, it's fine. Others will think I'm a ruthless person." Zhong Wen grinned, trying to appear relaxed, but suddenly he felt a sharp pain coming from his lower abdomen, and he couldn't help but utter " A "hiss" sound.
"What's wrong, does it hurt?" Seeing his expression, Ning Jie couldn't help but stretch out her white jade-like hands, gently caressed Zhong Wen's pale cheek, and asked distressedly, "Do you want to stop and treat the wound? "
"It's too late." Zhong Wen shook his head and said solemnly, "They are already chasing us."
Ning Jie was stunned when she heard this, and looked up behind Zhong Wen.
I saw two black spots faintly emerging in the sky.
As time went by, the black spots grew larger and larger, and two figures gradually appeared. They were the two Dark Temple Spiritual Lords who were standing behind the third hall master Shen Wei.
Ning Jie's eyes narrowed, with a look of anxiety on her pretty face.
The figures in the sky are getting clearer and clearer, which shows that the speed of these two spiritual masters is faster than Zhong Wen.
As if realizing that the distance between the two sides was closing, Ning Jie could notice that Zhong Wen put a little more force on his feet and moved a little faster.
Beads of sweat fell drop by drop from Zhong Wen's pale forehead, moistening the white skirt of Ning Jie's chest. Although he was still smiling, Ning Jie could clearly feel that the speed of the two of them was constantly decreasing. The appearance of the pursuers behind him has also become clearly visible.
Looking at Zhong Wen's painfully twisted expression, Ning Jie felt as if her heart was bleeding. She couldn't help but stretched out her slender hands, holding the wide cuffs of his white coat, and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.
It's all because of me!
Without me as a burden, he could have easily escaped.
At this moment, she hated her own weakness so much that crystal drops of water were faintly swirling in her eyes.
However, she never persuaded Zhong Wen to abandon her and leave alone.
She knew that the young man in white who seemed to be laughing and joking all day long had his own pride and persistence.
After walking like this in a panic for a while, the scene ahead suddenly changed.
On the right side of the road is a forest that is not dense. The scattered trees are skinny in appearance and have sparse branches and leaves, giving them a sense of malnutrition. Looking from the outside, one can almost see through the entire forest at a glance.
In contrast, on the left, you can vaguely see a valley. The mouth of the valley is covered in gray smoke and fog, making it impossible to see the scene in the valley.
"Sister, it seems that we can't get rid of these two old guys behind us." Zhong Wen finally showed a trace of helplessness on his face, "We might as well become a pair of mandarin ducks with the same destiny."
Even though he used the "Five Elements Divine Art" to assimilate the black flames and used the "One Qi Immortality Art" to break the poison on the dagger, Shen Wei's spiritual skills themselves still caused immeasurable harm to Zhong Wen. harm.
First, he forcibly received the two palms of Rudao Lingzun, and finally he stabbed his dagger into his lower abdomen. The seriousness of Zhong Wen's injuries was far beyond ordinary people's imagination. At this time, being able to hold a person and run so fast can already be called a Miracle.
"It was me who harmed you." Ning Jie sighed, staring tenderly into Zhong Wen's eyes, "It's not bad to die with you. My sister can only repay your kindness in the next life."
"Although before I die, it is nothing short of a joy in life to have a fairy-like beauty like my sister to accompany me." Hearing this, Zhong Wen was inexplicably refreshed and gritted his teeth and said, "But until the last moment, I still don't want to give up that glimmer of hope. When a horse is treated as a living horse doctor, he must always give it another try!”
"how do you want to do it?"
Black Shao and Tuo Tianye were less than ten feet away from Zhong Wen. Ning Jie's beautiful autumn eyes stared at Zhong Wen and asked softly.
"The valley on the left seems a little weird. My consciousness can't penetrate the fog." Zhong Wen replied without hesitation, "Maybe you can find a hiding place in it and give me some time to recover from drug addiction. Sister thought how?"
"I will listen to you." Ning Jie put her weak, boneless hands on Zhong Wen's shoulders and spoke as gently as a newlywed daughter-in-law.
The distance between the two sides was less than five feet. Hei Shao kept his feet down and slowly raised his right hand. His spiritual power turned into a huge flame flower in the air. The black spiritual flame kept trembling and made a "plop" sound. As the twelve gathered petals gradually opened outwards, the surrounding temperature continued to soar. Even Zhong Wen, who was five feet away, could feel the strong burning sensation in the air.
"go!"
Hei Shao shouted angrily, and the twelve petals of the black spirit flower scattered "swiftly" and turned into twelve flaming blades, like arrows from the string, shooting straight towards Zhong Wen's back and heart.
At this moment, a shadow appeared on Zhong Wen's body again and "swiftly" disappeared in place, just in time to avoid the attack of twelve flame petals.
When they reappeared, the two were already at the entrance to the mysterious valley.
There is a wooden sign on the left side of the valley entrance with four Daqian characters written on it.
However, for the illiterate Zhong Wen, these words were like a book from heaven and had no meaning. He hugged the beauty in his arms tightly, regardless of anything else, he rushed decisively into the mist of the valley, and soon disappeared into the black peony and peony. Out of Tuo Tianye's sight.
And Ning Jie, whose eyes always stayed on Zhong Wen, didn't even notice the existence of the wooden sign.
Sensing the abnormality in the valley, the two pursuers froze and stopped in mid-air.
"This place is a bit weird." Tuo Tianye tried to penetrate the fog with his spiritual consciousness to find Zhong Wen's traces, but he was completely unable to perceive anything behind the fog.
"Look over there!" Black Shao suddenly pointed to the wooden sign at the entrance of the valley.
"Danger, don't enter!" Tuo Tianye read the words on the wooden sign word by word, and then sneered and said, "Pretend to be a ghost."
"Do you want to go in?" Black Shao asked hesitantly.
"The so-called danger is just for ordinary people. You and I are spiritual masters who have entered the Tao. Apart from saints, what else can threaten us?" Tuo Tianye showed disdain in his eyes, "Old Hei, I haven't seen you for a while. Why are you so timid when leaving the temple?"
"The fog in this valley can actually block your consciousness and mine." Black Shao advised, "I'm afraid the situation in the valley is not as simple as you think."
"Old Hei, you have to think clearly. If you enter the valley, you will encounter some minor trouble at most." Tuo Tianye glanced at him and said slowly, "But if the man and woman cannot be brought back, the three hall masters will be angry. If it doesn’t happen, we’ll have to walk away with nothing to eat.”
"What you say makes sense." Thinking of Shen Wei's character, Bai Shao couldn't help but feel smart, nodded and said, "Let's go, be careful when you go in, don't capsize in the gutter."
The two of them looked at each other, then spread out their movements and turned into two white shadows, following Zhong Zhuwen into the valley.
…
"Grandpa, it seems someone has gone to Devil's Valley."
On the top of a hill in the distance, a little child who looked about eight or nine years old was covering his eyes with his right hand, looking far into the distance at the entrance of the misty valley below, and exclaimed in surprise.
"Can't you understand the sign at Taniguchi?" An old voice came from behind, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone, "How many people have gone in?"
"Two went in first," the child answered truthfully, "and two more went in later. The two at the back can stand in the air. Are they the cultivators you mentioned before?"
"I heard that those who can fly in the air are all very powerful cultivators, and they must be some self-righteous people." The old voice replied, "It's a pity that cultivators are still human after all, and they can't compete with demons, and they just die in vain. That’s all.”
"Grandpa, what is the origin of the demons in the valley?" the child asked curiously, "Can't even the powerful and noble practitioners resist?"
"No one knows. I heard my grandfather talk about it when I was a child. There was an ancient troll living in this valley. However, my neighbor's grandfather had a different opinion at that time. He said that there was an evil dragon in the valley. The two old people fought each other for this. We always quarrel every time we meet."
"Behemoth? Earth dragon?"
"Yes, although the two old men have different opinions, they have reached a consensus on one thing, that is, the demons in the valley are extremely powerful, far beyond what we humans can match. Once you enter them, there is no hope of survival."
The old voice spoke quietly, with a hint of regret in his tone.
