Chapter 273 The time will come
The purple crescent is slowly growing and becoming perfect. Countless masters gathered at the foot of the huge mountain... After a while, the whole foot of the mountain has been full. The bustling sound made the whole valley lively... Even the roaring monsters in the distance fled far away for fear of attracting the fish in the pool...
Countless people automatically formed several camps in the spiritual valley. It can be seen that the most powerful is the Nangong family. As the local snakes of Qingyang Town, hundreds of years of accumulation are naturally not in vain. Dozens of powerful masters are located in the middle of the spiritual valley. The terrain here is very good, and no one dares to come to the Nangong family to fight... Smaller forces are located around according to their respective strengths, which can make people see whether they are strong or not.
Other scattered practitioners and lone walkers either gather together or wander in twos and threes... Or people who are familiar with each other, or practice with closed eyes...
A relatively hidden and sparsely populated place. Han Feng and Kongkong are quietly closing their eyes and breathing on a huge and clean stone... The noise seems to have nothing to do with them...
The purple moon became plump and slowly walked to the middle sky. Han Feng finally opened his eyes, and a pale golden light flashed through his eyes, like lightning... In an instant, it pierced the void, and the first one to bear the brunt turned yellow in an instant... Han Feng was slightly satisfied. Since practicing the dragon magic boxing, his demand for Yuanli is like a bottomless hole. Fortunately, he has Buddha magic beads and two Yuan beads in his body. Yuanli is moving forward at a speed of thousands of miles a day. Otherwise, this is a bit of anti-sky dragon magic boxing. Han Feng really dares not force himself to practice... Since a moment of perception and visualizing in the strange space of the Buddha's magic beads, Han Feng's understanding of martial arts has reached an unimaginable level. In general martial arts, he can quickly see its flaws and further strive for dragon magic boxing. The most strange thing is that he also has a further body in his application of Xing Tianjutsu. wu......
The only thing that makes Han Feng feel faintly uncomfortable is that since practicing dragon magic boxing, he feels that the evil spirit in his body is getting heavier and heavier, and sometimes he will kill for no reason... Fortunately, with this baby, Han Feng's heart moved, and the black futon under his buttocks has been in the Xumi bag. This is really a baby. Han Feng is secretly glad that this thing has a clear and purposeful effect. Whenever it is difficult for him to control the evil spirit, the black futon can remove the excess evil spirit in his purple mansion god sea, so that he can It can also force itself against the killings derived from the body...
The evil spirit disappeared, and Han Feng returned to normal. Except for the looming pressure on his face, everything is as usual. At this time, the handsome young man in blue also opened his eyes. The handsome teenager was empty. He was still dressed as a man. He raised his head and looked at Han Feng's face with beautiful eyes. He was slightly stunned. The remaining evil spirit on the other party's face made his face slightly stunned. He could feel an uncontrollable trembling rise from the depths of his heart...
Han Feng smiled, and all the evil spirits met the early sun like ice and snow, and evaporated in an instant... Let the sky take a breath, as if getting rid of a boulder......
"Ha ha, is it time?" Han Feng looked up, walked to the full moon above his head, and then turned his head to look at the handsome teenager in front of him, "Don't lie to me. We can't get into the Qingyang Forbidden Palace."
Kongkong pouted and said, "When did I cheat?"
Han Feng laughed and said, "Ha ha, this sentence itself is a lie." The air turned his head and ignored him.
At this time, the sound waves from the distance seemed to be much smaller. Kongkong finally turned around and said, "It's time. Do you like to go or not?" After saying that, he didn't care about Han Feng. He jumped off the big stone and went to the high mountain that stood far away... Han Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head. It had turned into a breeze and followed..." It's really difficult for women and villains to raise..."
The weather is very nice tonight.
The infinite fog originally shrouded in the spiritual valley has disappeared a lot. The purple moonlight is like water, splashing down, and the strange rocks and ancient trees in the distance are clearly visible, especially the countless array of graves like troops. It can be clearly seen that countless ghost fires are faintly in the gap of the tomb, wandering with the breeze, like ghosts walking with lanterns... From time to time, strange sounds come from it, which is creepy...
There are countless masters, all of whom are extraordinary, and there are countless strange people, and no one dares to go to those graves. It seems that there is something hidden in it...
Hundreds of masters gathered on the gravel land in the middle of the spiritual valley and automatically divided into several parts. They all have various purposes and stare at the huge towering peaks.
A few big characters engraved on the mountain: Qingyang Forbidden Palace. It is clearly visible in the purple moonlight...
At this time, in the northeast corner of the crowd, more than a dozen gloomy people were clustering around Nangong Ce. No one spoke, and people knew that the head of the Nangong family was in a bad mood.
Nang Ce's eyes were condensed, slightly frowned, and glanced at the noisy crowd... He is indeed in a bad mood now. Because of the news just now, the person sent to listen to the mysterious figure from Wuyun City could not come back... He knew in his heart that the situation was not good. In particular, the plan to intercept those people in the jade girl's family is perfect, but it is still back... All this is attributed to Han Feng, who killed Cheng Yaojin halfway. He has now hated the name and is determined to end this person in this spiritual valley...
"Who on earth leaked the news that so many people came to the Purple Moon Canyon. It makes it much more difficult to enter the Qingyang Forbidden Palace. Nangong Ce was originally the most intelligent person, but he wanted to break his head and couldn't imagine who could know so much about this forbidden palace...
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
"Nangong Housekeeper, here comes the Venerable."
Nangong Ce came to his senses, he turned his head, a strange wind blew over the strange stone, the treetops, and a black and red strange bird flew over...
In a blink of an eye, it has flown to the top of their heads. He circled twice, spread his wings and hung in the air. It seems to be held by the wind... If Han Feng were here, he would definitely recognize the strange bird as the blood parrot he burned its feathers.
Nangong Ce stared on the bloody parrot and asked gently, "The ghost came, I don't know why the venerable did not appear?"
The strange smile of the blood parrot sounded, and he said, "What is the status of the Venerable? How can he easily appear? I can't represent the venerable when I come here... Gaga......."
Nangong Ce laughed and said, "Ha ha, I dare not. The ghost knows that I don't mean that. It's just that the Qingyang Forbidden Palace is about to open. I don't know where it is. I can't help but care..."
"Gaga, please worry about it. When the time comes, the venerable will naturally appear. This time, I came to convey a sentence from the venerable..."
Nangong Ce's expression became a little solemn and asked, "What on earth is it that the laborer wants to go there in person?"
There was no expression on the face of the blood parrot's bird, but the bloody light from its eyes condensed slightly and said, "Your endorsement, this spiritual valley is a little strange. Everyone should be careful."
"Is that such a sentence?" Nangong Ce is a little strange. This is really a headless sentence.
"Yes, that's the sentence." The blood parrot turned his eyes and said, "The words have been passed. You can take care of yourself. I'm leaving."
"Ghosts work hard. After that, I will definitely entertain the ghosts with the freshest blood."
The strange laugh sounded, and the blood parrot had already flown out. The voice came, "Do you think there will be less blood in this spiritual valley tonight?" I must be able to eat happily... Gaga......"
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In countless graves, a dark shadow sat cross-legged. There were countless green phosphor fires flying around him. His eyes looked into the depths of the heavy tomb through the purple moonlight. Under the moonlight like water, he could not see the man's appearance. It is more difficult to see the look in this person's eyes... In the grave where no one dared to come, he actually came in...
The bloody shadow passed through the purple moonlight and immediately appeared beside the shadow. The sound of the blood parrot quacked, but it was full of fear and respect...
"Told the Venerable, the words have arrived."
Without saying anything, the dark shadow is still looking at the purple moonlight in the distance and countless clear tombs under the moonlight...
For a long time, a sigh came out, and a deep voice sounded. There was a kind of enchanting magic in the voice...
"It's such a strong evil spirit that I can't see through it. I really don't know how many people have become the nourishment of these ghosts..."
The voice of the blood parrot sounded and said, "Isn't it better that we can better take advantage of this opportunity to absorb the blood here?" ..."
"You little thing only knows how to absorb blood tirelessly. Don't be overwhelmed by the resentment of those undead..." Jie Jie's gloomy smile sounded, "Be kind-hearted..."
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At this moment, Han Feng is marching towards the tall peak with Kongkong. Although the mountain is towering, it can be seen, but it still takes some effort to walk. Especially now, it's still early, and Han Feng and the other two are not in a hurry. They want to save their physical strength for a rainy day... He also took this opportunity to consider any accidents he might encounter when entering the Qingyang Forbidden Palace, and how to deal with it...
"Careful ten-year-old ship." The more strong his cultivation is, the more Han Feng dares not take it lightly. At this moment, Han Feng suddenly felt a strange thing scratching over the sky, and his left hand suddenly felt a little itchy...
Raising his left hand, Han Feng saw that the ghost seal in his hand surfaced slightly... This thing was given to him by the old man Zhong Kui... Han Feng was shocked by what it was that had never been moved by the ghosts and magic seals... His eyes turned to the depths of the tomb, and the moonlight was like purple water, clearly reflecting the strange stones and graves... But he could vaguely feel something that was forming over the countless graves...