The Burial Valley was very lively at this time. Because it was narrow, it was crowded with various small monsters. They stared with blood-red eyes, not only clawing and scratching on the mountain walls on both sides, but also fighting and fighting with each other.

, the flung flesh and blood fell into someone’s mouth before it hit the ground, and was eaten into the belly.

A green-skinned iron bull also ran in for some reason, and its huge body occupied the entire passage, squeezing other monsters out of the way and scratching at it with their sharp teeth and claws.

However, the iron cow's skin was strong and its flesh was thick, so it was impossible to do anything about it. Instead, it squeezed many of the monsters that rushed towards it between the mountain walls, and then suppressed them hard!

The other monsters couldn't help it. The canyon was blocked by this clumsy guy, so they simply jumped on it and stepped over its head. Where there was one, there was a second one, and more monsters ran up the cow's back.

They all ran over it, which made the green-skinned iron cow even more angry. It roared loudly and shook its head wildly.

In addition to the monster beasts, the mountain walls on both sides were also affected. After being head-butted by the savage bull, there was only a crashing sound, and the magic circles of several doorways were shattered, revealing the dark cave entrance.

When the monster beasts saw the entrance of the cave that appeared and the aura of human cultivators leaking out of the cave, they howled excitedly and flew in.

So the monks came on stage and blocked the narrow doorway to kill the monsters.

The inn where Liu Qinghuan was staying had not yet been breached due to its higher location. He and Liang Jing'an were waiting in the corner, listening to the old ghost's chirping arrangements.

The old ghost has called all the residents, a total of more than a dozen people. Except for Liu and Liang, who have made up their minds to leave, three other people are also standing with them, while the others who are planning to stay are standing on the other side.

Liang Jing'an whispered in Liu Qinghuan's ear: "Didn't this old guy have calculated it when he admitted people to move in? This place is actually full of Jindan monks."

Liu Qinghuan looked at the shaking magic circle and groaned absently.

The old ghost finally arranged the others, stared at the person who was about to leave with his eyes like dead fish eyes, and said hoarsely: "You guys stand at the door, and when I open the magic circle, you leave immediately."

Liang Jing'an was dissatisfied and said: "Isn't the magic circle broken yet?"

The old ghost has already taken out the formation plate: "My magic circle is broken, will you compensate me? Don't blame me for not reminding you. If it were so easy to break in outside, we people wouldn't be guarding this Good Burial Valley.

And if you are unlucky this year, the blood image may appear in the ancient beast forest..."

Liu Qinghuan's eyes flashed, and he heard someone next to him shouting: "Blood sign?! ​​Will the blood sign appear this year? Hasn't it happened for many years? Old monster, are you lying?"

The man suddenly looked panicked, and the other two people standing next to him also became commotion, with a trace of fear on their faces.

Liu Qinghuan and Liang Jing'an secretly exchanged glances and remained silent without saying a word.

They didn't dare to ask at this time. What blood sign was obviously well known to everyone in this world. If they asked, wouldn't it only arouse suspicion?

The old ghost didn't have the patience to answer the man's repeated questions, and said impatiently: "Go, go, you can continue to leave if you don't believe it, I will never stop you."

The three of them became more and more hesitant, and looked at the overwhelming monsters outside. After careful consideration, they actually left Liuliang one after another, and walked gloomily to the group of people who stayed behind.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Liu Qinghuan and Liang Jing'an.

Liu Qinghuan coughed lightly: "Fellow Taoist, please open the magic circle."

"The gods can't stop the ghosts who are willing to die." The old ghost chuckled and stopped talking nonsense. He put his chicken-footed hands on the array plate.

Liu Qinghuan had already taken out the Jingwei Sword and stood at the door. The moment the magic circle opened, he used the Hui Zi Jue instantly. The vast sword energy rushed out of the door like a big wave, tearing the newly emerged monster into pieces and destroying it.

A clear space was cleared.

"Let's go." He shouted lowly, and he rushed to the door. He pointed a finger, and the Qiankun finger shot out quickly, knocking a snorting monster flying backwards. At the same time, the Jingwei sword exerted great power, unstoppable.

Cutting out one after another sharp sword light.

Liu Qinghuan has been practicing the Eight-Character Sword Art for many years. He has thoroughly mastered the ethereal and treacherous aspects of the Huanzi Jue, the opening and closing of the Dividing Jue, the tearing of heaven and earth in the Breaking Jue, and the return to nature of the Huizi Jue.

, knead and transfer it, and it will change as you wish.

The densely woven sword intent was invincible, and the missing points were filled by the swift Qiankun Finger, causing most of the monsters to die before they could get close, and those who survived were forced to retreat.

Liang Jing'an followed closely behind. He was holding a fantian seal. He was majestic and powerful. Anyone who dared to come close would be slapped to the death.

The two of them stood back to back, each blocking one side, and rushed out with overwhelming force. Their figures were gradually submerged in the crazy jungle of beasts.

The monks in the doorway behind them all saw this, and the three people who originally wanted to leave secretly felt sad.

The group of monsters and beasts doesn't seem that scary. If they had known that these two people were so powerful, they should have taken advantage of the situation to keep up with them, so as not to have to work hard here and not be able to practice.

The blood moon does not occur every year. It often fails to appear as scheduled due to various reasons. If you miss this great opportunity to practice, you still don’t know when you will catch up next time.

But when they thought that the blood image would appear nearby, they shuddered and calmed down their restless hearts.

Here, Liu Qinghuan and his two men have fought their way out of the Burial Valley, but it is not as easy as those people thought. There are too many mosquitoes to kill an elephant, not to mention that their magic power is not infinite, so they must get rid of this situation as soon as possible.

situation.

A golden-haired demonic beast the size of a cat-cat was hidden among the group of beasts. Its aura was so restrained that it was not exposed at all. Its eyes flashed with cunning and cruelty. It looked at Kong and passed through the net composed of sword energy, and pounced towards the two of them.

Liu Qinghuan suddenly turned around and pointed!

When the little beast saw that it was discovered, it had no choice but to give up its attack and twisted its body to avoid the lightning-fast Qiankun Finger.

"There is a third-level monster lurking here, Fellow Daoist Liang, please look in other directions first." Liu Qinghuan shouted, and Jingwei's sword danced, sweeping out a large area of ​​cold sword energy.

Liang Jing'an responded. The strength of these monsters varied. Most of them were first- and second-order monsters, but there were also third-order monsters and above, so their journey was very difficult.

Liu Qinghuan finally killed the third-level monster and quickly observed the situation outside before the surrounding monsters approached.

Looking around, this land has been buried by monsters. The sky is filled with blackness, and the ground is densely packed with animals. Under the blood-red moonlight, they are extremely powerful. The earth-shattering sound of running and the roar of beasts merge into one torrent.

Rush towards the ancient beast forest.

Liang Jing'an's Pan Tian Seal was already covered in steaming beast blood. He threw it with a bang, sweeping away a group of monsters that had no time to dodge. Then another monster rushed at him again desperately, so he could only slap him in the face, and hurriedly slapped him.

He shouted: "Fellow Daoist Liu, we can't go on like this. What's the difference between this and the beast tide! What should we do now, or just kill them back..."

He turned his head and suddenly said in surprise: "Hey, there don't seem to be many monsters over the snow mountain. Let's go there!"

"Not over there." Liu Qinghuan looked over in his busy schedule and said, "Snowy mountains are not like other places. They are so powerful. If an avalanche is triggered, we won't be able to escape even if we want to."

He looked to the other side and made a decisive decision: "Follow me!"

As he spoke, he opened the way with his sword and rushed forward.

The two of them exhausted all their strength and finally reached a mountain peak. Liu Qinghuan also released his sword of life and death. On one side, he opened a hole in the mountain, but on the other side, it did not hinder Jingwei's sword from attacking the approaching monster.

One kill.

Seeing this, Liang Jing'an knew his plan. However, the monsters surrounded them three levels inside and three levels outside. Even if they dug out the cave, they might not be able to defend it.

Thinking of this, he felt certain in his heart. He opened his mouth and a ray of yellow light flew out, turning into a large banana leaf fan.

He held the handle of the fan, and all his magic power surged out. The big fan whirred and became taller than the tree. He just heard him roaring and fanned with all his strength!

The wind is howling and the wind is strong!

The hurricane that rose from the ground roared and swept out. The monsters that were closest to them exploded one after another, and their flesh and blood were all over the sky. They were swept up by the strong wind, and together with the other wailing monsters, they were slapped and rolled backwards.

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Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but be overjoyed, and his movements quickened. The sword of life and death dug through the hard rocks like dirt, and opened a passage.

He rushed in first and shouted: "Follow me."

After Liang Jing'an slapped him, his face became obviously pale. It seemed that he had consumed a lot of mana. But that slap was also extremely powerful. The trees in front of the two of them fell down and the monsters in the vicinity were almost cleared away.

Unfortunately, there were too many monsters. Not far after they got in, several more monsters surrounded them from behind.

Liu Qinghuan struck out with a palm, and the entrance immediately collapsed, and earth and rocks fell down, blocking the passage.

But there was a loud scratching sound outside, and soon a claw dug in, and the excited breathing of the monster seemed to ring in my ears.

Liu Qinghuan was helpless. The Jingwei sword flashed with light and shot out. A sharp howl suddenly broke off, and blood overflowed from the cracks in the stone.

However, the sound of digging the earth continued.

Liang Jing'an couldn't help but scold her mother. She used her Fantian Seal and was about to come forward to fight, but Liu Qinghuan held her back: "We can't finish the killing, let's keep digging in."

Therefore, Liang Jing'an was responsible for cutting off the rear. If any monsters dug in, he would make up for it. Liu Qinghuan continued to dig in, putting the excess earth and rocks back, blocking while retreating, and killing while blocking. Finally, the monsters who persisted in chasing behind them were killed.

Monsters blocked the outside.

After setting up the magic circle and making it temporarily safe, Liang Jing'an sat down on the ground. From his hair to the soles of his feet, no part of his body was black and red. Even his face was splashed with animal blood, and he cursed

: "It's really going to kill me. Don't let me encounter that old monster who took advantage of me again!"

Liu Qinghuan was not much better than him. He shook his clothes and dropped a piece of meat left by an unknown monster. He frowned in disgust and said: "Who could have expected that it would be like this during the blood moon?"

What's the situation? However, if we had expected it earlier, we would have found another place to live, so where would the old ghost find coolies to help guard the cave?"

The two of them gasped for breath at each other. I don't know who started it, but the heroic laughter sounded almost at the same time.

"Hahaha, it's so satisfying to kill!" Liang Jing'an laughed, punched Liu Qinghuan on the shoulder, and said: "Brother Liu, I, Liang Jing'an, have never obeyed anyone, so now I will obey you! You are so powerful with the sword!"

I have never seen such ever-changing sword tactics. Could you be a swordsman before?"

Liu Qinghuan coughed twice when he hit him, and laughed loudly: "If you want to convince me, I'm more convinced of you, Brother Liang. You can use a fantian seal as a hidden weapon. You used to be a black stick, right?"

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A crisis-ridden but hearty battle quickly deepened the relationship between the two and made them trust each other even more.

After resting for a while, Liu Qinghuan finally couldn't stand the nauseating bloody smell on his body and stood up: "It should be safe now. Let's clean up the scraps of flesh on our bodies first."

With that said, he summoned Jingwei Sword to dig again.

Liang Jing'an was too lazy to move. His magic power was not as deep and refined as Liu Qinghuan's, and his face was still a little pale. He said carelessly: "What's the point? I've slept among the dead."

Having said that, he still got up and took out a spiritual sword to dig: "By the way, Brother Liu, what do you mean by the blood image that the old monster and others mentioned?"
To be continued...