Chapter 802: Group of Cultivators Outside the Valley
Near a small valley covered with vines, a ball of white light was flying towards us from a distance.
In the white light, a beautiful and gentle woman in green clothes sits on a spiritual bird as white as snow.
In the blink of an eye, the spiritual bird reached the sky above the valley like lightning. Then it retracted its wings and swooped down. Just as it was about to plunge into the dense vines below, the woman raised her hand and fired a spell.
Suddenly, green light flashed below, and the vines suddenly disappeared, but a green veil of light appeared.
The woman in green shirt without hesitation pushed the spirit bird under her body, and with a flash of white light, it disappeared into the light curtain and disappeared.
Under the light curtain, there is another world. Six monks in green shirts are sitting in a five-pointed array in the middle of the valley.
This magic circle is not big, only six or seven feet long. Five people are sitting cross-legged at the five corners of the magic circle. The edges of the magic circle are flashing with light, and an old man with a long beard is sitting in the middle with his eyes closed.
Suddenly the old man opened his eyes and looked up to the sky.
I saw a ball of white light slowly falling, and a moment later, the woman in green shirt came to the old man and gave a salute.
"Disciple joins Master. Now the miasma in the mountains has completely faded. Many monks have already gone to the Valley of Fallen Demons." The woman in green shirt lowered her head and said respectfully.
"Has the Ghost Spirit Sect set out yet?" the old man with a long beard asked slowly, twirling his beard. "Most of the people in the Ghost Spirit Sect haven't set off yet, but a few disciples have taken a step forward." The woman thought for a moment, then carefully 's reply.
"Hmph! Since the old guy from the Ghost Spirit Sect hasn't left yet, we don't have to be in a hurry. As long as we keep an eye on the elders they are traveling with, nothing will go wrong. Master Nephew Han, go ahead and continue to monitor them. If there is any abnormal movement, report it immediately." The old man with a long beard calmly ordered.
"Yes. Disciple, let's set off now." The woman in green shirt accepted the order without hesitation.
Then she saluted the old man again, stepped onto the spiritual bird, and flew into the air. Soon she rushed out of the light curtain and disappeared.
The old man stared at the disappearing back of the woman in green shirt, his eyes flashed with a hint of contemplation, but his expression immediately returned to normal.
The five male and female monks around the circle, from the time the woman in green clothes appeared to the time she left, remained motionless in place, with no expression on their faces. They were like wooden figures.
The old man with a long beard seemed to be used to this situation and was not surprised at all, so he closed his eyes again.
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At the same time, on the top of a tall mountain a hundred miles away, a gray-robed Taoist priest in his fifties or sixties stood upright on a rock, facing the fierce wind, and looked at him with slightly narrowed eyes. Direction to the Devil's Valley.
Behind him stood two tall figures, one red and one green, two feet tall.
But if you take a closer look, you will find that the two figures have green faces, fangs, and expressionless faces. They are actually two machine puppets that look like evil ghosts.
At this moment, the Taoist priest looked back at the two puppets. After a trace of satisfaction flashed across his face, he murmured to himself.
"With the help of these two ancient puppets that are comparable to the Nascent Soul cultivator, the trip to Falling Demon Valley will be very fruitful." After saying this, the Taoist priest raised his hand and fired two magic spells.
Immediately, the two evil ghost puppets shrank sharply and flew into the big sleeves. Then the Taoist priest turned into a red light and flew through the air, in the direction of the Falling Demon Valley.
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Another high in the sky, three rainbows flew side by side.
In the escaping light, two old men and a woman flew towards the Falling Demon Valley.
If Han Li saw these three people, he would be immediately shocked, because two of the three people were actually people he knew.
One of the old men in yellow robes with a sallow complexion was none other than the ancestor Linghu of Huang Maple Valley, and the pale-faced woman in white next to him with a cold expression was actually the senior elder of the Biyue Sect, Nangong Wan's senior sister.
The only old man Han Li didn't recognize had high eyebrows, a wide mouth, a lion's nose, and a strange appearance and body.
The three people were silent and just hurried on. The dazzling light flashed through the air, turned into three light spots, and disappeared in an instant.
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The same situation happens from time to time near the Wanling Mountains. Many monks are confident in their trip to the Devil's Falling Valley.
At this time, Han Li had also arrived near the Demon Falling Valley.
On a mound more than ten miles away from the entrance, he looked indifferently in the direction of Falling Demon Valley and pondered in silence.
At this time, without the need for spiritual detection, we know that there are thousands of monks gathered in this area within a radius of dozens of miles, and there are many old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage hiding among them. These old monsters may not be as cultivated as the three major monks.
Although they are profound, when it comes to the weird and difficult secret arts and magical powers, none of them are easy to deal with. And Han Li is not conceited. He really thinks that except for the three major monks and the master Mulan, the rest of the people have nothing to fear.
Yes. If you are careless, your life will be handed down here.
While Han Li was thinking, he looked at the entrance of Fallen Demon Valley from time to time.
If the monks hadn't gathered here from the beginning, Han Li wouldn't have believed that such an ordinary gap in the mountain was the entrance to the Fallen Demon Valley. But above the entrance, gray clouds were billowing, spiritual energy was surging, and many strange signs appeared.
, it makes people feel shuddering when they see it.
From the outside, the entrance was only about ten feet wide. Han Li put his spiritual consciousness deep into the mouth of the valley and probed for a while. As a result, after his spiritual consciousness only penetrated more than a hundred feet into the mouth of the valley, he was blocked by an inexplicable restriction that appeared in the valley.
, and did not see the so-called space cracks.
Although Han Li could also rely on his powerful spiritual consciousness to force a breakthrough, but facing a dangerous place like Falling Demon Valley, he hesitated and cautiously withdrew his spiritual consciousness.
Afterwards, Han Li sat cross-legged on the mound, closed his eyes and fell into concentration.
Time passed little by little, and half a day later, Han Li's consciousness sensed that more and more monks were gathering here. There were a few auras among them that were vaguely familiar, and they should be people he knew.
Han Li thought for a moment and identified these people one by one, but his brows furrowed. At this moment, a startling and angry voice suddenly came from nearby.
"The Mulan people are here! They are the Mulan monks. They really want to go into the valley to hunt for treasures."
As the sound fell, there was a commotion throughout the entrance.
Han Li also felt a shiver in his heart and opened his eyes to look.
I saw a strange flying car in the sky not far away, flying slowly towards here.
The shape of this car is much larger than that of ordinary speed cars. It is tapered in shape and is more than twenty feet long. Its surface is shiny with silver and densely printed with talismans. At first glance, this car is not an ordinary thing. And in the car, there are ten people standing there.
Several immortal cultivators wearing Mulan costumes are not Mulan monks. Who are they!
When Han Li saw this situation, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
Although he had heard rumors before that the Mulan people were also going to go through this troubled waters, he always thought it was unlikely.
After all, although the Mulan people made peace, both sides suffered a lot of casualties in the border battle. The Mulan people and many sects have developed deep hatred. And without hundreds of years of subtlety, this hatred is not so easy.
Can be solved.
Under such circumstances, it is really incredible that the Mulan people dare to go deep into the hinterland of Tiannan and enter the Fallen Demon Valley to hunt for treasure. Don't they want to take pictures of the monks who are eager for revenge and plot behind their backs?
When Han Li was confused, the huge flying car flew into the air at the entrance. The faces of the people in the car could be clearly seen with the naked eye.
Han Li's eyes turned to the faces of the two leaders, and he felt a little enlightened.
Since these two people are leading the team, there is really no need to worry about ordinary monks seeking revenge on them. It's just that the three monks of Mulan allowed them to come here. Han Li was still a little confused.
The two magicians standing at the front of the speeding car, one male and one female, were actually the Confucian scholar named Zhong among the Mulan priests and the woman named Le who was in charge of the ancient lamp. With the magical powers of the late Nascent Soul of the Confucian scholar, he could indeed suppress the ordinary monks.
Seeking revenge.
The flying car landed on a hill not far from Han Li. All the magicians got out of the car one after another. The woman surnamed Le made a seal and shrank the flying car and put it away. The rest of them stared at the entrance of the Falling Demon Valley.
He showed a look of astonishment.
It seemed that they were as surprised as Han Li.
Just when the monks were facing the arrival of the Mulan people, they all looked at each other with cold eyes and expressed hostility. The horizon in the distance flashed again, and hundreds of rays of light suddenly appeared there and flew towards here.
"They're from the Ghost Spirit Sect!" Someone immediately recognized the origin of these light-escapers and shouted in a low voice.
The eyes that were originally looking at Master Mulan instantly looked towards the sky.
Han Li snorted in his heart and his eyes flickered uncertainly.
The speed of these escaping lights was not very fast. They flew unhurriedly to the sky above the mouth of the valley, and then landed at a distance of more than a hundred feet from the entrance.
After the light faded, more than a hundred black-shirted monks appeared, all of whom were Ghost Spirit Sect monks. The three leading monks standing in front of the monks attracted Han Li's attention.
Han Li recognized the monk on the far left among the three people. He was Wang Tiangu from the Ghost Spirit Sect.
Han Li's heart moved and he glanced around. Sure enough, he found Wang Chan and Yan Ruyan in the crowd.
Wang Chan seemed to have all his hands and feet, and everything seemed normal. But Yan Ruyan on the side didn't seem to be looking well, with a slightly haggard look.
"Did the original Yin Demon Slash not cause serious injuries to this person? Or the severed limbs were reattached, but it was just impossible to see." Han Li's mind quickly turned around, and two unconfirmed answers immediately emerged.
However, with Han Li's current cultivation and reputation, Wang Chan could no longer pose a threat to him. So, he turned his attention and focused on the other two Nascent Soul cultivators.
The monk in the middle is a middle-aged man wearing a large black robe with a stern face. There is an extraordinary majesty in his expression. At first glance, he seems to be a person with great power and who often gives orders.
On the right is a pale old man with white beard and hair, but his eagle eyes are shining brightly, and his body is full of strong evil aura.
These two people were both Nascent Soul cultivators, but they looked very unfamiliar. They probably had never participated in the border battle. However, the old man was already at the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation level, which made Han Li take a few more glances.