Seven Hundred and Eighty Lurking

As soon as the words fell, a huge white handprint appeared out of thin air, and flew towards Mo Hui in the blink of an eye. The palm of suppressing magic is known to be fast, and the last strikes first. Mo Hui was bombarded by the palm force before he could sacrifice the magic weapon, and immediately spurted a mouthful of blood.

But, similarly, the power of Dongxuan's Demon Suppressing Palm at the beginning stage is limited, and Mo Hui only vomited blood and suffered minor injuries, which was fine. It was extremely shameless, but then she changed her mind, stopped offering the magic weapon, but continued to retreat, and at the same time, with a thought, she took out a small porcelain bottle, and then swallowed the healing elixir to suppress the injury first.

Zhou Xing was amused in his heart, so he also flew up. With a thought, a large amount of spiritual energy pills crashed into his mouth, and then he launched a brutal combo of suppressing demon palms.

The next moment, countless big handprints appeared and bombarded Mo Hui's body as soon as they appeared. The latter was injured again just after swallowing the pill. The only way to fight back is to retreat again and again, and if you have time, you can only shout "despicable".

After enduring more than thirty spells of Suppressing Demon's Palm, Mo Hui couldn't hold on any longer, fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, and fell into a coma again.

At this time, the bloodthirsty bee appeared again, landed on her shoulder, stuck the thin needle at the end into her neck again, sucked it hard three times before giving up, and flew back to Zhou Xing's ring contentedly.

Zhou Xing didn't do business at a loss, he spent a lot of spiritual energy pills, he had to earn back, so he landed beside her, slapped her on the forehead with his palm, and activated the power-absorbing machine again.

There was a booming sound, and Mo Hui, who was in a coma, trembled violently, his cultivation base dropped rapidly, and he returned to the elementary level of Niwan after a while.

Zhou Xing didn't want her life, so he turned around and left after doing all this.

This time the fighting time was longer, but it did not exceed 20 breaths. Within 20 breaths, Zhou Xing defeated the high-level Jindan with the cultivation base of Dongxuan Elementary, and completed a feat. All the onlookers were stunned. , Looking at Zhou Xing's eyes, there was a deep fear. Wherever Zhou Xing passed, everyone retreated one after another.

Two days later, the elder surnamed Wang reappeared in the square, followed by more than a dozen people, some old and some young, in different clothes, it was obvious that they were monks who came to the Nether Valley these few days. Everyone left the house one after another and gathered in one place again. Those who passed the assessment last time and those who failed the assessment automatically stood separately.

Elder Wang said loudly: "The newcomers these days, and those who failed the assessment last time but are still willing to try, you wait here for now, the old man will take the people who passed the assessment last time to leave for half an hour. Make further arrangements for them, and when I come back, the assessment will be conducted again, you should be prepared first! Before I come back, private competitions are strictly prohibited, and those who violate it will be expelled from the Nether Valley! ——You guys, come with me!"

Elder Wang sighed,

As if lamenting his hard life, he waved to the 11 people including Zhou Xing, and they rose into the air.

Zhou Xing immediately followed the crowd into the air, and suddenly felt a gaze staring at him from below. He frowned slightly, looked down, and then saw Mo Hui, who had been defeated by him in a row. After recuperation, he has recovered a little, but his face is still pale, obviously still in a weak state.

Zhou Xing was a little embarrassed. The last time he had a competition, he forgot that Mo Hui had to take part in an assessment today. Now that she was injured, she might lose again. catch up.

Although most monks in the ghost world are cruel and merciless, Zhou Xing does not want others to die because of him. He hesitated for a moment, turned his palm over, and there was a small porcelain bottle in his hand, which contained high-grade healing medicine. With one flick, he flicked the porcelain bottle towards Mo Hui.

After Mo Hui caught it, he found out that it was a healing medicine, and he was taken aback for a moment, looking at Zhou Xing with complicated eyes.

Zhou Xing didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, and left with the crowd.

The 12 people flew rapidly all the way, and while flying, Elder Wang introduced the general situation in the valley and various door rules to everyone, and everyone remembered them one by one in their hearts, feeling happy.

Afterwards, they landed on a mountain ridge. Elder Wang said: "This ridge is called the watershed. From here, go to the northwest, the north, the northeast, and the east, and then you can go to the other four valleys. The general situation of the four valleys I just mentioned Having said that, now is the time for you to choose, tell me, where do you want to go?"

"I'm going to Meridian Valley!"

"I'm going to Fengshen Valley!"

"I'm going to Skywatching Valley!"

"I'm going to Blood Sun Valley!"

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Everyone expressed their opinions one after another, and Elder Wang distributed the tokens according to their wishes. When it was finally Zhou Xing's turn, he pondered for a moment and asked, "Excuse me, Elder, which valley teaches the art of making puppets?"

Zhou Xing clearly remembered that the last time he fought Shangguan Feng to the death, the opponent showed many high-ranking puppets. Zhou Xing was inconvenient to ask where Shangguan Feng was, so he tried to find the old thief under the pretext of wanting to learn how to control puppets.

Elder Wang said with a smile: "It's my negligence. I just forgot to say that Blood Yang Valley was originally called Demon Puppet Valley. There are four or five elders in the valley who are good at this technique, but most of them have strange temperaments and rarely accept disciples. If you and They are destined, but they can try it."

"Thank you! Then I will choose Blood Yang Valley!" Zhou Xing thanked with cupped fists.

After receiving the identity token belonging to Blood Yang Valley, Zhou Xing immediately galloped away, thinking about what to do next along the way, if he really met Shangguanfeng, how to get close to him without being seen by him.

After all, this is the territory of the Nether Valley. Even if he saw Shangguan Peak, he would not be able to rush up and fight him. Although Shangguan Peak had made an oath not to be an enemy to him, even if he violated the oath, the Nascent Soul monster would be It will only be hurt by the oath backlash, and will not die. The price is completely bearable.

What's more, the relationship between Shangguan Peak and Nether Valley is close, even if Shangguan Peak doesn't make a move, others will not just sit idly by. At that time, he will be besieged by everyone, and the end can be imagined.

Half an hour later, Zhou Xing flew into the range of Blood Sun Valley, and after guiding his disciples to check his identity token, he was given a set of clothes for disciples of Nether Valley. In the low house, I found a dilapidated small courtyard and lived in it.

Zhou Xing stayed obediently for two days, and then went out for a walk. After his careful observation, he found that there were a lot of disciples in Nether Valley, but the management was very lax. But very few law enforcement elders appeared. It seemed that what was really believed in here was the law of nature where the weak preyed on the strong.