This is a barren and dilapidated weedy grassland. The area is quite vast, but it is dead in all directions. Except for the weeds all over the ground, only the dust accumulated everywhere, which proves that the people here are inaccessible, even for a long time. No one has been here for a long time.

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What is even more bizarre is that there seems to be a faint dark aura surging in all directions, with a sense of destruction, making there hardly any creatures here.

apart from....

Quack quack!

The pitch-black crow bird kept flying low over the weeds, making an uncomfortable hoarse cry. Seventeen or eighteen fell on the weeds one after another, swaying constantly, forming a just right atmosphere with the strange dead silence around them. Entrusted, as if coming to the withered grass hell.

These crows and birds are the only creatures that live here. They feed on corroded vegetation. Instead, they live here very comfortably, with almost no natural enemies.

Every day facing a little sunlight, erecting dark feathers on the weeds is the favorite thing these crow birds do, and today is no exception.

At this moment, as the sun gathered a little bit, a part of the weeds was illuminated, exuding a faint warmth, driving away a little gloom here.

Crows and birds are constantly falling from the sky, gathering here, stretching and finishing their feathers.

In just ten breaths, dozens of crows and birds were standing here, densely packed, and they kept emitting cheerful quack piercing ears.

One of the crowbirds spread their wings comfortably, and a hint of joy surged in the dark pupils, enjoying the little sunshine, and the dark body was like a black elf under the sunshine.

Suddenly, the dark pupils of this crow bird saw a rotten weed swaying not far in front, and suddenly a hint of greed flashed, smelling the delicious rotten breath, it wanted to eat.

With a flash, the crow bird flew to the decaying weed, fell on it lightly, bent down its long beak, and probed towards the rotten grass roots on the ground.

But when it was about to peck at the delicious rotting grass roots, a scorched stick suddenly collapsed from the other side of the weed pile and slammed on the head of the crow bird. !

Quack quack!

This crow bird was frightened immediately, uttered an ear-piercing cry of fear, and fluttered its wings in a panic and burst into the sky comically!

Suddenly it seemed to stoke a hornet's nest!

All the crowbirds were infected by this crowbird, and they were all frightened. They fluttered their wings frantically and fled from here. Suddenly dozens of crowbirds disappeared, panicking, and nearly a hundred wings more than a foot long fluttered all at once. , Formed a strong wind, blowing dust in all directions, weeds were also blown, and fell to the side indiscriminately.

Because of this, the ground hidden under the roots was temporarily exposed, all of which were rotten rhizomes and dusty ground.

But at this moment, Yu Fang was beside the weed where the first frightened bird was standing. Because of the howling wind at this moment, there was a sudden click, and the scorched stick that scared the bird was lost. Rely on, hit the ground directly!

In the next instant, this scorched stick moved slightly at this moment!

If someone is here at this moment, and they come closer, they will find it incredible that it is not a stick at all, but clearly an...arm! !

A scorched arm!

Soon, the gust of wind passed, and a weed raised its waist again, burying the charred arm in it.

A gloomy silence was restored here again, as in the past, as if it would last forever.

The sun rose and the moon fell, and several days passed quickly.

And on this day, the dead and gloomy weeds suddenly sounded from far to near, and there were two footsteps, which seemed to be slowly approaching!

After a dozen or so breaths, two men in purple armor appeared on the edge of the weed pile. They were both men with sharp faces. The cultivation bases surging all over the body were not weak. They were two men. Overlord!

It's just that, at this moment, there is a hint of boredom on the faces of the two people, and the voices of each other talking.

"Hey, how can you say that there are creatures suddenly appearing in this ghost place? I still don't understand why Lord Gu should send someone to check once a month! It's a waste of time!"

The short-haired one of the two purple-armored men said so boredly.

"You ask me? Who do I ask? But here is our forbidden place in the Valley of Nine Tribulations, which isolates the power of the soul, and the habit of visiting the forbidden place to check once a month is said to be from the top to the top. The rules that have been handed down during the reign! Every generation of Valley Master insists on implementing it, and the current Master Valley Master is no exception."

The remaining scarred face followed at this moment, and then said: "But according to the rules of the valley, if anyone can really find a creature in the forbidden area, once it is brought back and reported, it will be a great accomplishment! And he will get it immediately! A rich reward from the owner of the valley himself!"

Scarface showed a sense of fiery yearning in his eyes!

"I said Wu Lao Er, are you awake? Gu Gui said that is correct, but who has received this reward for a long time? It has never been good? I think you drank too much yesterday and are still still I'm not awake yet!"

Short hair is hard to laugh at.

"Damn! I can't even think about it? By the way, for a person like Master Gu, only the three-year bloodthirsty event can we take a look from a distance. We are in retreat on weekdays, if we can really be in the forbidden area. If you find a creature inside, you can see Lord Valley Lord immediately. Thinking about it is really exciting!"

"Huh! I still want to see Lord Gu because of you? Even if the leader of Xiao Xiao didn't receive Lord Lord's order, he couldn't hear him. You have to understand Lord Lord Gu is a god! Even if you see Gu at this level of cultivation. Lord Lord, my eyes will be immediately blinded by the divine fire of Lord Valley Lord!"

The short-haired man shook his head helplessly.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense! The forbidden ground is here. According to the old rules, this time it's your turn to go in and go around. I'll wait for you here!"

In front of a boulder group not too far away from the weeds, the short-haired man sat on a rock with his **** and yawned.

Scarface nodded and walked towards the weeds. Obviously, it was not the first time that the two of them had done such a thing. They were already familiar with each other and had a clear division of labor.

"Almost all right! These two days are the birthday of the terrible monster leader, and the owl leader is out again. Only the old monster is left in the valley. Our group must be low-key and careful. Go back early and be happy! Hey! Yesterday! The little lady in the jade prison I haven't played enough yet!"

Something sounded from the short-haired man, his tone was at first extremely jealous and frightened, and then became licentious and cruel.

At this moment, Scarface had already walked into the pile of weeds. I don't know when a long, chilly knife appeared in his hand. He walked and stirred it around at random, and started the inspection.