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Chapter 2389 Evil Spirit

"Follow me to the direction of Death Valley first. The distance between here and Death Valley is quite long. Even with your flying artifact, I'm afraid it will take a month or two!" Wugui said.

Zhuo Wen nodded, directly used the wheel of time and space, and summoned Xiao Hei, letting Xiao Hei and Wugui control the wheel of time and space, while he planned to use the remaining period of time to practice.

The reserves of magical elixirs in his body are extremely terrifying now. He believes that so many magical elixirs are enough for him to practice for a long time, and he can also rely on the Taoist charm in these magical elixirs to repair the time and space trauma in his body.

Time passed by, and one and a half months later, the wheel of time and space stopped in a mountain range, and Zhuo Wen also woke up from his trance.

"It seems that the divine elixir in this secret realm is quite magical. Not only has it repaired all the time and space wounds on your body, but it has also helped your cultivation reach the peak of Xu Tian's Seven Summits in one fell swoop."

Falling in the mountains, Xiao Hei sat on the hilt of the Thunder Fire Sword, looking up and down at the young man in white with strong aura in front of him.

Zhuo Wen smiled slightly. In the past month and a half, he has indeed gained a lot. Not only has the time and space trauma recovered, but because he continues to absorb the Tao Yun in the divine elixir, his use of the power of time and space has become more flexible than before.

More powerful.

Not only that, Zhuo Wen's use of the magical power of time and space this time no longer consumes him as much as before, and he can now barely use the magical power of time and space twice.

Of course, after using the magical power of time and space twice, Zhuo Wen will be exhausted and at the mercy of others, unless he can advance to the eighth level of Xutian. Only then will he have enough energy left after using the magical power of time and space twice.

Zhuo Wen is now confident that if he faces Lu Haotian again, although he will not be his opponent, at least he will have the ability to escape.

"Then is Death Valley ahead?"

Zhuo Wen stood in the mountains and looked into the distance. Tens of thousands of miles away, there was a billowing black mist, which looked like a giant beast from the wild.

Zhuo Wen knew that hidden in this billowing black mist was the Death Valley that the turtle said.

The turtle nodded, and said solemnly: "Death Valley is not easy to enter, and although I know the specific location of the Life and Death Pill, to be on the safe side, you should follow me into the Death Valley first to refill the Death Candle, and then I

Then I’ll help you get the Life and Death Pill.”

Hearing this, Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes in a dangerous arc. He looked at Wugui coldly, and the latter looked directly at Zhuo Wen without any hesitation, without any extra explanation.

"Are you worried that the Rakshasa King will escape from trouble?" Zhuo Wen asked.

"Yes, we should be the first ones to come to Death Valley, so we still have a lot of time. The Rakshasa King is by no means a trivial matter. We must solve it first, otherwise there will be endless troubles!" Oogway said seriously.

"In that case, let's do what you want!" Zhuo Wen nodded without raising any objection.

The turtle looked at Zhuo Wen strangely. It didn't expect Zhuo Wen to become so cheerful all of a sudden.

"Thank you!"

Wugui glanced at Zhuo Wen gratefully, then pointed to the south of the black mist tens of thousands of miles away and said: "Let's get to that location first, and then I will tell you how to enter Death Valley."

Zhuo Wen nodded, pinched the turtle, and turned into a stream of light, heading towards the place designated by the turtle.

Landing on the outskirts of Death Valley, Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. Before he even entered Death Valley, he already felt a strong and evil aura coming towards his face.

This breath made Zhuo Wen feel uncomfortable all over, and it was so cold.

"It's impossible to see what's going on inside. Even my consciousness can only enter within a hundred meters!"

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. He just tried to use his spiritual consciousness to enter the black mist, but found that his spiritual consciousness was completely restricted.

In this dark and foggy environment, he could not find the specific entrance to Death Valley.

"wait for me a while!"

The turtle's eyes were solemn. The restraints on it had been removed by Zhuo Wen, and now it could move freely.

I saw the turtle floating outside the black mist, then stretched out its two small hands, quickly made seals and hand seals in the black mist, and finally spit out a mouthful of saliva.

I saw that the dense black fog in front of me actually parted a road, revealing a quiet path behind.

There is still black fog rolling on both sides of this path, but this path extends all the way to the end, with no edge visible.

"Let's go in, this secret passage doesn't exist for long!" Wugui turned to look at Zhuo Wen and said.

Zhuo Wen observed the path, hesitated for a moment, and then followed the turtle into this secluded path.

After walking on this path for about two hours, I finally walked out of the path, and what appeared in front of Zhuo Wen was indeed a valley.

This valley is very large, and although the black mist is thinner than the outside world, there is still a lot of it, and Zhuo Wen's consciousness is completely suppressed.

"Zhuowen, that secluded path was set up by the owner of the secret realm back then, so the path is very safe. But when you enter Death Valley, you have to be more vigilant. Death follows you everywhere!" Oogway reminded Zhuowen.

Zhuo Wen nodded. Just when he was about to speak, a sense of crisis immediately came to his heart, and then he squatted down subconsciously.

Boom!

I saw a huge ax coming about a foot above Zhuo Wen.

This is a long-handled axe. The handle is made of rusty bronze, and the axe is in a state of dilapidation. It seems that the ax is harmless, but Zhuo Wen's heart is pounding.

I saw the ax hitting the ground behind Zhuo Wen, and immediately blasted the ground away. Countless gravels scattered in all directions with terrifying energy.

Zhuo Wen only had time to use his Wang Sword to block him in front, but he was violently pushed back by the energy.

In mid-air, Zhuo Wen twisted his waist and landed lightly on the ground. Immediately, he looked forward solemnly.

I saw a huge figure walking slowly behind the huge long-handled axe.

This figure was about three meters tall, more than half taller than Zhuo Wen.

When Zhuo Wen saw the figure clearly, his eyes narrowed, because this tall figure was not a human being, but a semi-rotted corpse.

The head of this figure was almost made of rotten flesh, and its face was covered with white wriggling maggots. The two empty eye sockets were filled with bright blood, as if there were blood and tears in the eye sockets.

This figure was covered in tattered clothes, looking like a beggar's attire.

"This is an evil spirit. It is an existence lower than Rakshasa. It is the most widely distributed in Death Valley. You must remember not to be bitten by evil spirits. Otherwise, you will be contaminated with corpse poison. This corpse poison will be subtle.

Turn you into an evil spirit." Turtle reminded.

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