Volume 2: Famous in the West Chapter 3: The deepest part of the Demon Valley

Style: Heros Author: Fengsha No.1Words: 2543Update Time: 24/01/19 02:01:39
"Little Bat, don't shoot randomly!"

Little Bat took the bow and arrow given by Ling Han and was very happy. He shot everywhere and scared away a group of birds. Good guy, you are not afraid of anything, even the Demon Emperor's residence dares to shoot arrows randomly.

"Little Bat, are you naughty again?" A young man came out of the Demon Emperor's sacred tree residence. The sun was bright, his eyes were slightly melancholy, he had long light blue hair and a wisp of white hair in front of his forehead. He was the demon beside the Demon Emperor. king!

"Uncle Bai Feng!" Little Bat called out obediently.

Bai Feng touched Little Bat's head and said softly: "Your mother is waiting for you to come home. Go quickly!"

"Brother Ling Han, let's play some other time!" Little Bat didn't forget to say goodbye to Ling Han on the way to the sacred tree.

Ling Han liked this kid very much and felt an indescribable feeling of closeness. It was so strange, so he waved goodbye and said, "I have a hunch that we will meet again!"

Bai Feng smiled brightly at Ling Han, "The Empress asked me to take you to a place where there are things you want to know." With a wave of his hand, an auspicious cloud floated over and carried Ling Han to the southeast. go.

On the way, Ling Han asked: "Baifeng Demon King, are you discussing the matter of the little monster?"

Bai Feng said: "It's okay to tell you. Some of it is about the Heavenly Demon Order, but most of it is about the affairs between the various tribes of the Demon Clan!"

The empress said to him that the fate of the monster clan in the future will rest on Ling Han and the little monsters!

And after hearing about Ling Wu's methods back then, no one from the demon clan was easy to mess with, so Bai Feng did not regard Ling Han as an ordinary wood realm spiritual master.

"Thousands of years ago, the demon tribe and the demon tribe have been friendly for generations. Thousands of years ago, only our Black Bird tribe was still in contact with the demon tribe. After the destruction of the Tianmo Sect, the demon tribe disappeared, and the occasional one or two who appeared were like stars passing by."

"Except for the northern region, there are three most powerful forces in the primitive mountains. In the west is our Black Bird Tribe, in the middle is the Black Tiger Tribe, and in the east is the Black Dragon Tribe. In addition, there are the Purple Bat Cliff of the Eight-winged Empress, the Wolf Tribe, Clan, Rat Clan and many other small forces.”

"The Lingquan treasure that occurs once every thousand years is about to be opened, and many forces will fight and kill each other in order to snatch resources. After our discussion, we will negotiate with other demon forces to avoid a demon war."

Bai Feng sighed and said: "Maybe we can't stop the war, but with the appearance of the Heavenly Demon Order, there should be a turn for the better!"

"It turns out that demons compete for treasure resources just like humans." Ling Han secretly marveled, "The Lingquan treasure must be a very rare treasure!"

"Of course, that is an opportunity to break through the Yin and Yang realm!" Bai Feng's eyes were burning and he said: "The Black Sparrow Empress was the one who was crowned emperor in the Lingquan Treasure Thousands of years ago!"

The demon clan has an extremely long lifespan, and the demon king can generally live for thousands of years. And after breaking through the boundaries of heaven, knowing Yin and Yang, you can almost coexist with heaven and earth, and coexist with the sun and moon!

Human beings in the heavenly realm generally only have a lifespan of three to four hundred years, and the great emperors in the yin and yang realm only existed in legends!

Wu Duzi of the Sky Poison Sect spied on the Yin and Yang realm, causing a thunder catastrophe from heaven and earth. Everyone saw it, and it ended in failure, with both body and soul destroyed!

Not long after they arrived at their destination, Ling Han stared into the distance. The terrain ahead was a bit familiar. It was an extremely long canyon with black cliffs. The valley was filled with smoke, cold and cold, and there were few birds and animals.

The place where he settled was covered with white bones and skeletons. There was no sound of wind. It was terrifyingly quiet, as quiet as death! The broken bones under your feet have dried up, and they squeak when you step on them.

Bai Feng said: "There is a demon king living here, who is your father's friend!"

Ling Han was surprised, isn't this the Demon Valley?

I didn't dare to go deep into the magic book I got here, but now I have this opportunity to go deep into the magic valley! And there's a big demon living inside, my father's old friend? !

Ling Han suppressed the turmoil in his heart and followed Bai Feng forward. The ground deep in the Demon Valley is barren of grass and is covered with white bones. The walls are uniformly dark brown and not even moss grows. The demonic aura is so overwhelming that it makes people shudder!

When we reached the end of the Demonic Valley, a dark cliff blocked the way, and there was a vaguely dark hole, just enough for a person to pass through. After a few dozen steps, it suddenly became clear.

It is a wide cave, empty with the sound of water dripping.

There are some stone holes and gaps at the upper edge, which allow light to shine in. There is some light in the cave, but the depths are filled with black mist, eerie and silent, and a bit scary.

"You came!"

The lonely and vicissitudes of sound echoed in the cave. There was no figure, only the sound. Ling Han's hair stood on end when he heard it.

There really was a demon deep in the Demon Valley, and a fierce and ferocious aura rushed towards his face. Ling Han stayed where he was and did not dare to take a step forward.

"It's rare that I didn't fall asleep deeply this time!" Bai Feng, who had known him for a long time, responded easily.

"I sensed the little guy and woke up."

Ling Han vaguely heard the crackling sound of stretching his body, followed by the sound of chains clashing, and the sound of heavy footsteps approaching slowly.

A black shadow appeared deep in the cave with several long chains.

"Now that you're awake, be gentle to the little guy and I'll go back!" Bai Feng greeted, leaving Ling Han alone.

"Don't sit here for a while!" The black figure made an angry voice, "Next time, let that kid Mo Crow come over and see me!"

"A person is very lonely!" The feeling of loneliness arises spontaneously.

"There's no next time, go out and teach him a lesson!" Bai Feng shouted outside.

"Hmph!"

Step by step as he approached Ling Han, the black shadow gradually dissipated, revealing his true form, a roc bird with pure black feathers, with a body ten feet tall and wings three feet long. Two sharp eyes stared down at Ling Han.

The demon king, the black-winged roc!

"You are Ling Han!" The black-winged roc circled Ling Han, looked at it carefully, nodded, and said softly: "You have grown so big, you have a bit of Ling Wu's style!"

"The White Phoenix Demon King said that senior is my father's good partner. Can you tell me about him?" Ling Han asked. Judging from his appearance, this demon king looks fierce, but when he speaks, he is kinder and more like An elder.

Dapeng prevaricated, "There are too many stories. Go explore it yourself!"

Then he turned his back and asked, "You didn't come empty-handed, right?"

"Uh, I wonder what the Demon King means?" Ling Han was speechless. Do you still want to prepare a gift?

"Ling Wu calls me Brother Peng, but you have to call me Uncle!" Black-winged Dapeng said dissatisfied.

"Uncle?" Ling Han exclaimed in confusion. It seemed that his father had a very good relationship with him.

"Hey!" Dapeng nodded with satisfaction, "Boys can be taught!"

Then he walked to Ling Han, carefully rubbed Ling Han's head with one wing, and said: "My eldest nephew, hurry up and break this damn chain, let uncle and I leave this ghost place as soon as possible!"

Ling Han scratched his head and said, "Uncle, even with such great ability, there is nothing you can do. How long have you been stuck here?"

Dapeng said: "It's only about ten years, and it will pass in a few sleeps."

"My father and I live in Baicao Valley, not far from here. Didn't he try to save you?" If Dapeng was really my father's friend, how could he not try to save you?

"I remember the last time he came here was a few months ago. He has been researching for many years and found a way!" Dapeng said helplessly.

Ling Han was even more puzzled, "You all can't do anything, so what can I do?"

"You must have a way, otherwise that guy Bai Feng wouldn't have said that!" Dapeng was also a little unsure, and his voice was a little low.

"Okay, I'll try the Sky Demon Sword but it doesn't work." Ling Han took out the Sky Demon Sword uncertainly. After all, the thin dark gold chain that trapped the Nine-Colored Phoenix Tail Chicken last time could not be broken.

"Wow, the Sky Demon Sword is in your hands, now the hope is great!" Dapeng shouted happily, he had not been so excited in more than ten years.

The roc belongs to the sky, soars in the sky, spreads its wings ninety thousand miles across, but is bound to the cave, how can it not be uncomfortable!

Ling Han suddenly felt something strange. The black hair on Dapeng's body was shiny black. When he lowered his head, he found that the top of his head was bald and his pale scalp was exposed. It was so ugly!

Dapeng suddenly noticed something and hurriedly raised his head, fanned Ling Han aside with his wings, and said, "Why are you giggling? Why don't you get to work!"

Ling Han held back his laughter, picked up the Sky Demon Sword and came to the chain behind Dapeng. Dapeng took the opportunity to quickly sweep his wings over his head, tidying up his hair and covering the bare and featherless area.

"Clang!"

Sure enough, the Sky Demon Sword can cut through chains, just like cutting ice, and it doesn't take much effort to cut off the chains.