The magic fog fell from the sky and poured into this place, covering everyone's sight, screaming endlessly. As soon as I entered here, I had a mutated change. The change made people unexpectedly, and someone had already died here tragically.

What happened to me was so dark that I could not see the scene I saw on the other side just now. Did someone start hunting to eat the treasures alone? Or was it that the strange beasts attacked the people here?

While he was thinking, a blade came towards him, and Zhang Kaifeng stepped aside and retreated several feet away. However, the person in the black fog had red eyes, and his eyes looked like he was alive and dead, the iron knife came over again, trying to kill him.

This time, Zhang Kaifeng did not retreat. His palm condensed his true energy and poked out a palm, blocking the tip of the knife. He took the first step, and his palm moved forward along the blade. He hit the man's wrist with one palm, knocked the knife away, and knocked the man out with his elbow. He pointed at the acupoints on the person's body several times in succession. He rushed into the person's body with internal force, and his red eyes slowly faded.

"Calm down, why are you so panicked?" Zhang Kaifeng asked.

"Me~~What's wrong with me?" The man looked stunned.

"You can't remember what happened?" Zhang Kaifeng frowned and asked again: "What happened before you lost consciousness?"

"I only remember that I found a huge building complex with many magical books." The man continued, "But when I approached it, I lost consciousness after being shrouded in a strong light."

"What you mean is that you are controlled by that strong light." Zhang Kaifeng said.

"I---I don't know-." Such a master in the realm of God-transforming God blushed a little, but was actually controlled and was really embarrassed: "A sentence kept circling in my mind. Only the strongest can obtain the magical treasure book."

"What are your plans next?" Zhang Kaifeng asked.

"I don't want to go in anymore. My ability to get in here has been tested this time. I don't want to take risks anymore." The man said regretfully: "My wife is already pregnant, I have to rush back. Thank you very much this time."

"What, it's just a matter of raising your hands." Zhang Kaifeng shook his head: "I wish you a smooth journey and a smooth meeting of your wife."

"Thank you," said the man: "You have not yet asked your name."

"I'm the next surname is Zhang." Zhang Kaifeng smiled.

"Thank you, Brother Zhang. If you have time in the future, you can come to my house. My family is in Langzhou. I hope that Brother Zhang will come to me, Mo, after the trip to the God Burial Valley, so that Mo can entertain Brother Zhang well." said the man surnamed Mo.

"Sure." After saying that, Zhang Kaifeng did not stop and leaped into the black fog.

The forest here is also vast, but the towering ancient trees here are all pitch black, without a trace of green, as if they are dead silent. But there are constant sounds of shouting and killing in my ears.

"kill!"

Suddenly, a figure rushed out from the grass on one side, raised his fist and rushed over. His murderous aura was cold, and he was obviously another warrior who was controlled by his mind.

“It’s so sad.”

Zhang Kaifeng sighed. He didn't expect that the warrior, who has always been known for his tenacity, was actually controlled in front of the illusion of the magical power book. He had already inferred that what he saw was different. He did not kill, and his figure shook, and the sword sheath smashed the man out.

As he walked forward, Zhang Kaifeng didn't know how many people were being controlled, but the black fog became thicker and thicker. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, covering Zhang Kaifeng's gaze. He subconsciously closed his eyes, but his whole body was tense.

"Kai Feng!"

Muran, a familiar voice came into him, and this voice could warm the hardest heart.

"Mother!"

Zhang Kaifeng opened his eyes and saw a woman whom he could not forget. She was dressed in simple white clothes and her smile was still as warm as she remembered.

"Is it really you?" Zhang Kaifeng couldn't believe it.

"Kaifeng, why can't even recognize his mother?" Zhang Kaifeng's mother said.

"How could it be? Kaifeng was just stunned for a moment and couldn't believe it." Zhang Kaifeng's eyes shed tears. Since he entered the demonic path, he rarely felt so emotional. Even if he cruelly refused to go to Qingxue's birthday, he could only feel a vague pain.

"Let's go, my mother takes you home. I've made your favorite sour pork ribs." Zhang took Zhang Kaifeng's hand.

Walking through the forest, there is a thatched cottage in the distance. In front of the cottage is a vegetable garden, and in front of the vegetable garden is a stream flowing slowly. The green grass moves with the wind, and the fragrance of green grass from the pavement makes people feel calm. Several sheep are eating the grass, and a black dog is playing.

When I pushed open the cottage, the dishes on the dining table were already arranged, and the dishes on the table were steaming hot. I think they were just served, and these dishes were his favorite food.

"Come and eat!" Zhang picked up food for him.

Zhang Kaifeng ate in big mouthfuls. This taste was indeed a meal made by his mother. At night, Zhang Kaifeng talked to his mother one by one what he had encountered over the years. He had a lot of words. His heart was closed for too long, but after he entered the path of demons, he gradually couldn't find the feeling of confiding. Now that he saw his mother again, he was released.

A mother and son talked to each other in this Burial God Valley, and the laughter broke through the strange atmosphere all over the ground. They did not rest all night, but talked until dawn.

"Thank you!" Zhang Kaifeng lowered his head.

Zhang looked at him and asked in confusion: "Why do you say that?"

"Although you are not my mother, I still thank you for letting me spend this wonderful night." Zhang Kaifeng finally looked up, his eyes much clearer.

"Kaifeng, are you infected?" Zhang was worried.

"You should leave." Zhang Kaifeng sighed and held the hilt of the sword beside him: "Otherwise I will not be able to help drawing the sword."

"Did you even kill your mother?" Zhang was sad: "When did you become so cold-blooded? How can I be worthy of the Zhang family's list as an ancestor?"

He held the hilt of the sword tightly and slowly pulled out the peerless Holy Demon Sword. Sasha's voice was the friction between the sword and the scabbard. The flowing light turned on the sword, and the sword energy and murderous intent floated out at the same time. The air suddenly became cold, and this was just drawing the sword.

"Aren't you leaving?" Zhang Kaifeng's voice became cold: "You want to control me just by relying on a wisp of illusion. You're underestimating me too much."

"Is that true?" Zhang's face instantly showed a ferocious look: "Do you have this ability?"

"King Zheng!" The cold light broke through the air, then went out, and the long sword returned to the scabbard.

Zhang's body shook and blurred, and then turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated. The place where Zhang Kaifeng was also changed. There was a cliff in front of the place where he was standing, and the cliff could not be seen at the bottom.

I didn't expect that the black fog in the Burial God Valley could actually arouse the deepest memories in people's hearts. This black fog is like the desire of one of the seven poisons mentioned by Buddhism. When the black fog feels human desires, it will form an entity and lure people into the death trap. If it weren't for the devil's catastrophe at the critical moment, he would have become a pulp of meat under the cliff.

The closer he got to the Valley of Burial God, the thicker the black fog. Some people were confused and they actually started fighting each other. Zhang Kaifeng walked with his sword, but he didn't want to kill people, so he only knocked those people out. But he couldn't save them all, and his ability was limited.

"Are you all confused by your mind? Why don't you wake up quickly?" Zhang Kaifeng shouted. He chose to retreat, not wanting to hurt these warriors whose minds were controlled.

"kill."

"Kill him."

"As long as you kill this person, no one is blocking us."

"Yes, the magical power book, the purple gold elixir will be ours in the end."

"Touch! Touch!"

Zhang Kaifeng jumped to wander with his light skills, avoiding those people, and slapped them one after another. However, these people's skills were not weak, and the energy rising from his body offset his palm power.

A man in the forest kept moving, and he was chasing a group of people behind him, and he could not get rid of them.
Chapter completed!