Chapter 1148 The Valley of Death

"I try my best, but I can still seriously injure you. If I inform the ancestor of Hongmen again, are you a match for the two of us?"

Yuri sneered coldly.

After finishing speaking, Yuri's eyes pierced Zhuo Bufan like two sharp swords with cold light.

Zhuo Bufan's expression remained calm, neither happy nor annoyed.

"Mr. Yuri, if we fight to the death, wouldn't we let the ancestor of the Hongmen take advantage of it? I think he would kill you as well as kill me." Zhuo Bufan cracked his lips and laughed.

In fact, the reason is very simple. Both the Alliance of Supernatural Beings and the Hongmen are superpowers in America, and there must be a dispute between the two.

"Then what do you want to do?"

Yuri squeezed his fist, his bones rattled, and he stared angrily. Obviously, Zhuo Bufan had guessed that the relationship between the Alliance of Supernatural Beings and Hongmen was not very good.

Because what Zhuo Bufan said is true, if he fights with Zhuo Bufan and the two are seriously injured, the ancestor of the Hongmen will definitely not let go of this opportunity, kill himself, and the Hongmen will become the most powerful existence.

"I want to cooperate with Mr. Yuri and go to the ruins of the ancient battlefield together." Zhuo Bufan said lightly.

"Go to the ruins of the ancient battlefield with me?"

Yuri was stunned for a moment, some didn't believe Zhuo Bufan's words.

After all, there are a lot of treasures in the ruins of the ancient battlefield, Zhuo Bufan managed to collect the keys, why did he invite himself to go? "Mr. Yuri and I are telling the truth. I want to join hands with Mr. Yuri to check and balance the ancestors of the Hongmen. On the other hand, I believe that there should be many strong people in the dark world in the West who are staring at the ancient battlefield ruins. If we join forces, I believe not many people dare to come and rob us." Zhuo Bufan said

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Yuri hesitated for a moment, then suddenly raised his head, looked at Zhuo Bufan, his eyes flickered, as if he wanted to see through Zhuo Bufan's thoughts.

"Mr. Yuri, think about it carefully. After all, the key is in my hands."

Zhuo Bufan continued.

"Okay, I promise you." Yuri gritted his teeth and said.

"Three days later, we will set off for the Valley of Death." Zhuo Bufan said with a cracked smile.

After Yuri finished speaking, he swept his wings and thunder wings, tore open the air suddenly, and flew towards the far sky, gradually drifting away.

Zhuo Bufan slowly landed under the castle, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Second Young Master, why do you want to cooperate with Yuri, this is an old fox, for sure..." Qiao said excitedly.

Zhuo Bufan smiled and said: "Of course I know that he doesn't really want to cooperate with me, but there must be grievances between him and the ancestors of the Hongmen. My current strength is not enough to deal with them both at once. To open the ancient battlefield ruins You can choose to work with them.”

"However, what if he joins forces with the ancestor of Hongmen in the Valley of Death?" Kenneth worried.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said: "Unless he is a fool, as long as they dare to attack me, I will definitely do my best to seriously injure him. The ancestor of the Hongmen will not let him go, and I have a unique way to save my life."

Zhuo Bufan showed a confident smile on his face, after the last time with the blood demon. After Huang's fusion, Zhuo Bufan's speed can reach five times the speed of sound, even the ancestors of Hongmen can't catch up with him.

"There are still three days. You are protecting the law in the castle. I am preparing."

Zhuo Bufan ordered.

"Yes, Second Young Master."

Kenneth and Joe nodded respectfully.

Zhuo Bufan is not afraid of the danger of Hongmen patriarch and Yuri now, if the three of them open the ancient battlefield ruins together, even the strong in the dark world of the West who covet the ancient battlefield ruins will have to weigh some points.

It's just that Zhuo Bufan doesn't know about the situation in the ancient battlefield site yet. He must take advantage of these three days to prepare well. Zhuo Bufan doesn't want to stumble after entering the ancient battlefield site.

Zhuo Bufan was practicing digestion and blood demon. With the power of the emperor's fusion, he ordered Joe and Kenneth to buy some jade and metal materials.

Zhuo Bufan prepared to make a batch of magic tools for these jade stones to keep safe, and he made a dagger and a few willow blades from metal to wear with him.

Three days passed by in a flash.

In the morning, the sun is gentle, like a lover's hand brushing across the face.

Zhuo Bufan, Qiao, and Kenneth turned into three figures and flew out of the castle, heading towards the Valley of Death.

Death Valley, located in the Wehala Desert.

According to legend, anyone who enters the Valley of Death will never come out alive. It is weird, dangerous, and full of unknowns, making martial arts adventurers daunted.

For the top powerhouses in the West, the legend about the ancient battlefield ruins is no secret, and even most people know about the existence of the ancient battlefield ruins.

Especially Zhuo Bufan recently appeared in the western world, which immediately attracted the attention of many strong people.

At this time, dozens of miles away from the Valley of Death, there are already many strong men standing in the air, or finding a rock to sit cross-legged to rest, but no one dares to approach the Valley of Death.

In the place closest to the Valley of Death, there is only a bald old man in a black robe sitting cross-legged in the sky, exuding a powerful coercion from his whole body, making those strong men dare not approach.

"Is that the ancestor of the Hongmen? It's such a powerful blood energy, it makes people's hearts tremble from such a distance."

"Yeah, he is there, who dares to approach the Valley of Death."

"We've been waiting here for three days. I don't know if the Second Young Master will come?"

On the dark web, someone posted the news that the ancestor of the Hongmen was waiting for Zhuo Bufan in the Valley of Death, which attracted a large number of powerful people from the dark world to watch.

Everyone knows that regarding the ruins of the ancient battlefield, they thought that their strength might not be able to be robbed, but the enmity between the ancestor of Hongmen and the second young master attracted them here, wanting to see the battle between the two peerless powerhouses.

After all, the most popular person on the dark web now is the Second Young Master from Longguo, whose worth once exceeded 200 billion. You must know that the richest man in some provinces is only worth this.

At a height hundreds of miles away from the Valley of Death.

The three figures are flying at the speed of sound, Zhuo Bufan looks relaxed, after all, the speed of breaking the speed of sound is not fast for him, and Joe can reach it with all his strength, but Kenneth's strength is relatively weak, so he can fly It's just more laborious.

"Mr. Uri."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Zhuo Bufan's mouth.

In the distance, a golden glow came from far to near in an instant, and soon reached about 500 meters near Zhuo Bufan. It was Yuri with a pair of lightning wings behind him.

"Hmph, I hope you didn't deceive me." Yuri snorted coldly.

Zhuo Bufan didn't say a word, as long as he cooperates with Yuri to check and balance the ancestors of the Hongmen, then entering the ancient battlefield site will be a very easy task.

"Grandpa, what did you bring me here to see?"

Over the Valley of Death, several helicopters hovered at high altitude, and the huge propellers made a rattling sound, blowing the yellow sand around them.

In a helicopter, equipped with leather sofas, red wine and video monitors, a girl in her early twenties frowned and asked.

The girl has a pair of blue eyes, long black hair, and the white skin exposed on the neck is like winter snow, magnificent like ice crystals, beautiful and stunning.

"Take you to see the real strong." Beside the girl, there is also a white-haired and bald foreign old man with presbyopic glasses on his face. "A real strong man, don't we have many powerful people in our family?" The girl frowned and asked in puzzlement.