Yan Wubian raised his head and looked at the spiritual stone shooting upwards, his face expressionless.

Just when the spirit stone flew to a distance of forty or fifty feet from the ground, a lilac lightning bolt fell out of the air and hit the spirit stone. Immediately, the spirit stone was directly blasted into pieces.

Seeing this scene, Yan Wubian showed a thoughtful look, then he identified the direction, his whole body flashed with spiritual light, and he slowly flew northward in a ball of spiritual light.

In a place like this where he didn't know the specific situation, Yan Wubian didn't dare to use full speed. Otherwise, if he ran into some restrictions, he would be seeking death.

Yan Wubian, who did not dare to be careless, kept his consciousness fully open while flying, always paying attention to the situation around him.

Although he couldn't tell where he was in the God Burial Valley, Yan Wubian knew one thing very well: he shouldn't be too far away from the other spiritual masters who came in.

Although the channel vortex functions as a random teleportation, it is also randomly teleported within a certain range.

Yan Wubian has no intention of meeting other spiritual masters, but he must be on guard against others. He must be on guard to avoid being secretly raided at some point, which would be the worst thing.

At the same time, his spiritual consciousness also paid attention to whether there were any heavenly materials or earthly treasures that could be useful to him. After all, this was his main purpose of entering this place.

Yan Wubian was thinking about it while constantly looking left and right. Then he seemed to notice something. His body suddenly grew taller and he stared at a certain direction in front of him, frowning slightly.

However, his expression quickly returned to normal and he continued to fly forward, only at a speed that was three minutes slower than before.

After flying hundreds of feet away, Yan Wubian's figure stopped and looked at the white arc of light suspended in the air not far away. The corners of his mouth could not help but twitch slightly, and his face became solemn.

This is a light arc several feet long, thick in the middle and thin at the ends, like a large crescent. It does not seem to have any energy fluctuations, it seems completely harmless, and it seems to have split directly in space.

After carefully examining the arc of light in front of him, Yan Wubian suddenly raised his arm and slashed lightly into the void in front of him. Immediately, a sword energy several feet long appeared out of thin air above the arc of light and slashed downwards.

A sharp chop.

There was a "boom", and the spiritual light flashed. But when the sword energy came into contact with the arc of light, it immediately disappeared, as if it was swallowed up by the arc of light. The arc of light did not change at all, and remained suspended as it was.

up in the air.

"This arc of light seems to be a crack in space, but how can it be so stable?"

This scene made Yan Wubian's heart tremble, and he fell into deep thought with a serious face.

After a while, after not understanding the reason for this, his figure moved, drew an arc in mid-air, bypassed the arc of light in front of him, and continued to fly forward.

The next half day was a bit dull for Yan Wubian.

Apart from encountering arcs of light, large or small, from time to time, he has not encountered any spiritual masters or dangers.

However, what made him feel a little disappointed was that during this period of time, he did not find any valuable treasures, or even found nothing, because he did not know whether the place he passed was in the periphery. This Valley of the Buried Gods

It's not like what the spiritual masters said outside before, that there are treasures everywhere in the valley.

This situation made Yan Wubian extremely depressed.

It is a pity that the passage to the God Burial Valley appeared very suddenly, and there was no complete preparation for its entry. There was almost no understanding of it, and now it can only be like a headless fly in this space.

Running around.

"Eh!"

At this moment, Yan Wubian, who was flying at low altitude, suddenly let out a voice of surprise, then accelerated his body and flew towards the right direction.

After taking a few breaths, his figure stopped and slowly fell to the ground, looking at the area in front of him with a look of shock.

In front of Yan Wubian, there is an empty land. However, this place is now in a mess. There are potholes everywhere on the ground, lifeless old trees have fallen to the ground, and even the color of some soil has turned dark brown.

, obviously different from the color of the soil on the side.

The scene in front of me all showed that a fierce battle had taken place here.

His expression moved slightly, as if he had noticed something. Yan Wubian swayed, and after bypassing several obstacles, he came to a blue boulder.

And underneath the blue boulder, there was a snow-white corpse of a spiritual master.

The corpse in front of him must have been dead for an extremely long time. After carefully looking at the corpse, Yan Wubian did not find anything on the corpse. Obviously, after the death of this person, the storage items on his body should have been destroyed.

The rest of the spiritual masters were taken away.

Yan Wubian sighed slightly, then punched a hole on the side of the corpse, then stretched out his hand to grab it, and the corpse slowly flew up and fell into the hole. Then, with a flick of his sleeve,

The sediment on the side covered the corpses inside the pit.

After doing all this, Yan Wubian did not stay where he was. He moved forward and walked forward.

One, two, three...!

As he continued to move forward, Yan Wubian's expression gradually calmed down from the original shock. Along the way, he would see one or several corpses almost every other distance. These corpses were obviously

They were all killed during the battle, and everything on their bodies had been stripped away.

"So many spiritual masters died here. Could it be that this area was one of the places where the three major forces, including the Blood Moon Sect and the Lang Family Fort, fought with each other?"

Yan Wubian walked forward while thinking about the situation in front of him.

"Hey, this corpse is a little different!"

Looking away from a corpse that appeared in his sight again, Yan Wubian, who was already a little numb, seemed to have discovered something different. After a surprised sound, his eyes fell on the corpse again, and then his eyes stopped.

On one of the white bone fingers.

I saw a black storage ring on the bone-white finger.

Yan Wubian did not immediately step forward to check, but carefully looked at the surrounding environment with a puzzled look. After discovering that there was no other abnormality, he moved and then slowly walked towards the corpse.

Looking at the corpse lying on the ground, Yan Wubian immediately stretched out his hand and made a move. Immediately, the black ring broke away from the bone-white finger and flew slowly towards Yan Wubian.

Just as Yan Wubian stretched out his arm to grab the ring that was already in front of him, an astonishing whistling sound suddenly came from behind him.

Yan Wubian's expression changed, and the next moment, his body almost disappeared, turning into a wisp of black smoke and floating forward. When he appeared in an instant, he was already seven or eight feet away, and he was already holding the man in his hand.
Chapter completed!