There was obviously something wrong with the Evil Valley, and from Qin Bodong's mouth, Chen Pan actually asked about something shocking...

Kill the Holy Saint to die.

From the day when the White Tiger King used the White Tiger's true body, and finally defeated the Qilin Great Sage, it can be seen that whether it is Zhao Lei, Huangfu Xuanbo, Song Zhe or himself, if he really wants to face those top saints of the older generation, it is hard to say who will lose and who will win.

When it comes to killing the other party, it is naturally extremely difficult. In whoever thinks, killing the Saint must be one of them. His method of hiding his body has reached an incredible level. Even if Chen Pan reaches his current level, he doesn't feel that he can see through it.

At this moment, Qin Bodong said that the killing of the saint was actually dead, which was a bit unacceptable.

"How is it possible? Didn't Senior Killing Saint go to the secret realm?" Chen Pan asked.

Qin Bodong shook his head: "We don't know that the valley master did leave after the Hunyuan disaster. But a few days ago, the senior who was guarding the door suddenly attacked, saying that the eldest son had a wolf ambition and killed the valley master. The eldest son also said that the senior who was guarding the door wanted to dominate the Evil Valley and killed the valley master."

"Anyway, everyone said that it was the other party who did it, and then they started fighting. We didn't know who said it was true, and we couldn't interfere, so we could only watch."

It would be fine if someone else was telling the news, one was the old man in the door and the other was the eldest son. There was no doubt that the killing of the saint was indeed dead, so I don’t know who took the action.

Chen Pan suddenly felt a little dazed. In his heart, the Killing Saint, the Sword Saint, the Martial Saint... these are all almost invincible legends. Now this senior, who is no less famous than him and is even worse than the Sword Saint's methods of killing people, suddenly died without warning and completely disappeared from the world.

He was rampant for a lifetime, but died without a name, like a small pawn on the roadside.

The contrast between them made Chen Pan unable to help but sigh. Throughout history, many similar heroes have appeared on this magical land, and then how many people are like killing saints, with infinite scenery during their lifetime. In the end, they don’t even know how to die.

People say that Taiyi is immortal, but from ancient times to the present, even the Supreme One has not been immortal. Perhaps the result of killing the saint is just one of them.

Cultivation. Do you really have to reach the end of your practice before you can truly be immortal?

The crowd not far away was whispering, almost all guessing whether the two in the valley were right or wrong.

However, their speculation has no meaning. Not to mention that justice will win, but if you win, it is definitely right.

"Who are the two inside? Who are the destined ones?" Chen Pan asked the two inside the stone axe space.

Sanchi Jian curled his lips: "I don't know!" He seemed to be sulking for Chen Pan's previous words.

The old antique thought for a moment: "I don't know if the eldest son is it? Anyway, this old man shouldn't be."

He speculated that the destiny of the Heavenly Destiny should be the leader of the Qiuren at that time. If the old man was him, he would naturally recognize him.

Qin Bodong looked at Chen Pan from the side, not daring to speak. Although the two of them were comrades who had advanced and retreated together, they were not the same now as before. Although the other party was strong back then, they were just Taiyi Jinxian after all, and they were a quasi-saint. Although he was already a saint, the other party was already one of the few Hunyuan strong men in the world today, and they were also the strongest among the Hunyuan strong men.

Even if the other party doesn't have too much thought, the fact is that it is no longer the same identity.

Chen Pan thought for a while, had an idea in his mind, glanced at Qin Bodong, and asked, "How are the others?"

Qin Bodong's face was a little sad: "The Battle of the Demon Emperor in the Demon Realm of the Southern Demon Realm. Mu Yu, Bian Gu and She Ji have returned to the Demon Clan. A few days ago, Bian Gu sent me a letter, Mu Yu and She Ji were both dead. My brother and Cao Tuo have also been dead for many years. Now Cui Ping and I are still alive, but the Bodong Killer Group is no longer there."

The cruelty of the world of cultivation. Especially killers like them. People will always kill them. Kill others today, maybe they will kill them tomorrow.

I thought that when I reached the realm of a saint, I could be safe and worry-free, but I was still too naive. In today's world of practice, saints are no longer as valuable as they were back then. And to a certain extent, their strength has little impact on life and death. When they are weak, they have weak opponents, and when they are stronger, they will be replaced by strong enemies.

Perhaps only by leaving the world of practice can one find peace for a while. Unfortunately, people are in the world of martial arts and cannot help themselves, while people are in the world of practice, and when great disasters come, they cannot escape.

Chen Pan didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only pat him on the shoulder: "Just be alive! Take care of yourself, I'm going to do something."

Qin Bodong nodded and left silently.

Chen Pan returned to Zhao Lei and Feng Lixi and told him what he had asked about.

The news of the killing saint was extremely shocked.

"What should I do now?" Feng Lixi asked.

Chen Pan frowned and thought for a while, and said to Zhao Lei and Feng Lixi: "I'll go in and see if the eldest son is really a destiny. Be careful."

Zhao Lei asked with a little hesitation: "Didn't you agree to protect Feng Lixi and I'll go see it?"

Chen Pan shook his head: "I have a way to recognize the destiny of heaven, but you can't. That's it. Miss Ji may not have come here, so you can be careful."

After saying that, he condensed the Yuanshen Dao Sword and flew towards the inner valley.

The battle in the Evil Valley was very fierce. This place was originally an extreme evil place. Although it was not formed in the end, it was changed to the Nine Yin Odd Evil Formation. At this moment, the terrifying power was no less than that of the real extreme evil place. Especially under human control, all the power condensed a little attack, which was even more terrifying.

It’s also thanks to the old man who is guarding the gate, the talisman technique and his own strength are enough to deal with it, but he will not be able to escape for a while.

However, the situation of the eldest son would not be much better. The upper part of the inner valley was full of talismans, completely sealing the area, and burning it with even more terrifying power. The old man at the guard seemed to be preparing to refine the entire inner valley and the people inside.

"You beast, your master has passed on your robes and mantle, and even the evil valley is completely handed over to you. You are actually ambition to kill him. Today I want to clean up the portal for your master!" The old man at the door cursed angrily.

He has had a lot of dealing with this old man, and Chen Pan has never seen him so angry. He already has a good impression of this old man, and now he believes it even more eight points. If the killing of the saint is really dead, ten is what the eldest son wants.

There was also a cold snorkeling in the inner valley: "You old man, want to dominate the evil valley, but actually conspired to kill my master. It's useless to trust you so much. If you want to be the master of the valley, why bother to kill me next time?"

No wonder outsiders can't tell the difference between the needle and the wheat.

Chen Pan showed up, his breath was revealed, and he shouted: "I'll see who is right and who is wrong!"
Chapter completed!