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The Demon Burial Valley was an ancient relic in the First Heaven Region. It was a huge and chaotic battlefield. Every year, it would attract countless experts to go there to train themselves.
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Most importantly, there were countless opportunities and precious treasures in the Primordial Ruins. It could be said that one could find a precious weapon in the Demon Burial Valley even if they fell down.
"We can finally enter the Demon Burial Valley!"
"Why are you so excited? Are you ready? It's very dangerous inside! "
"Of course!"
"After we enter, let's work together and divide the things we find equally."
"Okay!"
It was the end of spring. The Burning Sun Sect was led by Tu Ming and they were heading towards the Demon Burial Valley at an extremely fast speed. There were about a few hundred people in the sect. This time, there were only about a hundred people who could enter the Demon Burial Valley. After all, the Burning Sun Sect could not let all of its disciples go to the Demon Burial Valley. In that case, the sect would be empty.
Lin Tian's eyes flashed with a glint from time to time. He was secretly thinking about what the Demon Burial Valley would be like.
"Kid, are you looking forward to it?"
Tu Ming moved closer.
Lin Tian did not hide and said, "I am indeed looking forward to it. After all, it's such a place." He was a little interested in the opportunities and treasures in the Demon Burial Valley, but what he really cared about was the space-time portal in the depths of the Demon Burial Valley. Through the space-time portal, he could go from the First Heaven Domain to the Second Heaven Domain.
If he wanted to become stronger, he had to enter the Second Heaven Domain!
"I believe you'll be able to gain a lot in there."
Tu Bei said.
The leaders of the Burning Sun Sect were very optimistic about Lin Tian. Not only was Lin Tian the disciple of An Old Drunkard, but Lin Tian's talent was absolutely monstrous.
"Thank you for your kind words, Elder."
Lin Tian andao said.
Tu Ming laughed, "My ass. Kid, you're so pretentious."
The speed of the Burning Sun Sect was very fast. In the blink of an eye, two days had passed. Two days later, the group entered an old forest. Gradually, a hazy fog appeared in front of them. The fog was dark gray, and the closer they got to the front, the thicker the fog became. In the end, they could only see things within five feet in front of them.
"Stop!"
Tu Ming shouted.
Lin Tian stopped in his tracks and looked ahead. Not far away, there was already a crowd of people, densely packed together.
"Most of them are loose cultivators." Tu Miao said to Lin Tiandao, "Some ordinary Rogue Cultivators are nothing. However, there are often Array Manipulators among them. You must be careful of these people. They have many strange tricks up their sleeves."
Lin Tian: "…"
He blushed with shame. He naturally knew this because he himself was a Tier 4 Array Manipulator.
At this time, the group of people in front of them naturally noticed that someone had arrived, and all of them looked over.
"That is?!"
"It's the Burning Sun Sect!"
"More than a hundred people, and there's even a Zephyr Realm expert! Sure enough, a big sect is different! "
"If only I could enter a sect to cultivate, that would be great!"
"Stop dreaming."
"We should think about how to find some treasures in the Demon Burial Valley to improve our strength. The Burning Sun Sect is not easy to enter."
"That's true."
Many loose cultivators discussed.
Lin Tian looked further ahead and saw that everyone was looking in that direction. However, that place was filled with dense miasma and it was impossible to see through it. He frowned, and specks of light appeared between his eyebrows. His tyrannical Divine Sense instantly spread out, rushing toward the thick fog in front of him, wanting to explore the situation. His Divine Sense was invisible and colorless, and it quickly merged into the fog in front of him. However, in the next moment, Lin Tian suddenly trembled. After his Divine Sense entered the thick fog, it was silently swallowed by an invisible force.
"Kid, you released your Divine Sense?" Tu Bei noticed Lin Tian's reaction and guessed something. He said in a deep voice, "Don't act recklessly. This fog is very strange. It can swallow all kinds of power, including Divine Sense and True Yuan."
Lin Tian nodded, but he was still a little confused, "What is this thing?"
"I don't know. This thing has always been there. Just ignore it. After a while, it will disperse and open up a gap."
Tu Bei said.
Lin Tian nodded and quietly stood in place.
At this time, a voice came from not far away. A group of people from the Seven Mysteries Pavilion had arrived. The person in the lead was naturally an Airborne Realm expert, an elder of the Seven Mysteries Pavilion. Behind this Airborne Realm expert stood four youths. Lin Tianyi saw an acquaintance among them. It was Yi Zhengshang's disciple, Di Wenhong.
Lin Tiantan glanced at Di Wenhong and smiled indifferently.
"Whoosh!"
In this old forest, a cold wind blew past, rolling up pieces of withered yellow leaves. Perhaps it was because of the strange fog here, but although this was an old forest, most of the trees were bare. Even if there were leaves, almost all of them were withered and yellow. It was rare to see a few green leaves.
Not long after, a group of people from the Hundred Refinements Workshop arrived. There were about two hundred people.
Lin Tian looked over there and saw that the person in the lead was an unfamiliar face. His cultivation was in the Airborne Realm. Seeing this person, Lin Tian couldn't help but sneer in his heart. Not long ago, the Supreme Elder of the Hundred Refinements Workshop and the owner of the Hundred Refinements Workshop led three elders to the Burning Sun Sect. In the end, Mu Hong was killed, and the owner of the Hundred Refinements Workshop and the other two elders had an arm cut off by An Old Drunkard. Thinking about it, those people didn't have the face to come here, and it was impossible for the Supreme Elder of the Hundred Refinements Workshop to personally lead the team. Then, this person should be the elder who stayed in the Hundred Refinements Workshop before.
"It's the Hundred Refinements Workshop! The sect that is known as the most powerful! "
"This … so many people have come, and they all look like experts!"
"Nonsense, how many people in the sect aren't powerful?"
"Do you see that purple-clothed young man at the front? His name is Guo Xiuming. It is said that he is only twenty years old, but he has already reached the seventh level of the sea of consciousness. He can control twenty-one weapons at the same time. He is most likely to be the next owner of the Hundred Refinements Workshop. "
"Is that true? He can reach the seventh level of the sea of consciousness at the age of twenty?! "
"Of course it's true!"
Many people were discussing.
Lin Tian looked over. There was indeed a purple-clothed young man among the people of the Hundred Refinements Workshop, staring at this person. Lin Tian frowned slightly. The other party's aura was very powerful. He vaguely felt that the other party's cultivation was not only at the seventh level of the sea of consciousness.
Suddenly, a burst of fragrance floated in the air.
Lin Tian tilted his head and saw a group of women walking over on a small path. These women were all wearing tight white dresses, and all of them had extraordinary temperaments. Led by an old woman, they soon came close.
"Valley of the Harp!"
Someone shouted.
Compared to the Burning Sun Sect, the Hundred Refinements Workshop, and the Seven Mysteries Pavilion, the Valley of the Harp only had thirty people here. Their lineup was not strong. However, at this moment, the disciples of the Valley of the Harp attracted the attention of the majority of the people. There was no other way. The disciples of the Valley of the Harp were all young women with extraordinary beauty. Naturally, they were very eye-catching.
Lin Tian looked over and saw Ji Yu at the front of the crowd.
On the other side, Ji Yu naturally noticed Lin Tian and waved at Lin Tian.
"Humph!"
A cold voice sounded, bringing with it a trace of coldness.
Among the disciples of the Valley of the Harp, Shen Yan's expression was very ugly. She coldly glanced at Lin Tian and Ji Yu.
"The fog has dispersed!"
Suddenly, such a voice sounded, and the nearby cultivators immediately burst into an uproar.
Lin Tian looked ahead, and sure enough, he saw that the thick fog was beginning to swirl, as if a strange tornado was being born within it. Soon, a small hole appeared in front of him. An extremely decayed and ancient aura was emitted from it, causing him to involuntarily feel a chill.
"Finally … finally, it's open!"
Someone said excitedly.
In front of him, the small hole that appeared first slowly became bigger. Soon, it formed a tunnel with a diameter of about ten feet. Lin Tian looked at the hole, and his eyes suddenly narrowed. He saw that inside the hole was a dark and damp land. He did not know why, but from afar, he felt that the land in that space was somewhat dark red.
That feeling was as if it was dyed red by blood.
Just as this feeling appeared, Lin Tian trembled.
"It's really evil!"
He muttered.
"Let's go!"
Someone shouted. Suddenly, in front of him, the crowd swarmed toward the opened tunnel. In the blink of an eye, the opened tunnel was blocked by the crowd. Many people used all their strength to squeeze in.
"The people in front, hurry up. What the hell are you doing!"
"Damn it, slow down. The people in front, are you f * cking looking at the scenery?!"
"Get in! Don't block the way! "
Many people cursed.
Lin Tian was somewhat speechless. He silently watched these people scramble. In the other three places, the people from the Burning Sun Sect, the Seven Mysteries Pavilion, and the Valley of the Harp quietly stood in place. Only when all the rogue cultivators had entered did the people from these sects move. They methodically walked toward the Demon Burial Valley.
"After entering, be careful."
Tu Ming said to Lin Tian.
"I know."
Lin Tian nodded.
Following behind the people from the Burning Sun Sect, Lin Tian walked into the Demon Burial Valley. However, after taking three steps, he suddenly stopped and turned around to look not far away. In that place, the elder of the Hundred Refinements Workshop was staring at Lin Tianleng with a smile. When he suddenly saw Lin Tian looking over, his expression changed slightly. It seemed that he did not expect Lin Tian's spiritual sense to be so powerful.
Lin Tianleng smiled and did not say anything. He turned around and continued to walk toward the Demon Burial Valley.
The elder of the Hundred Refinements Workshop's face suddenly darkened. A cold light flashed in his eyes. "Insolence!"
Soon, Lin Tian stepped into the empty tunnel that appeared in the thick fog and entered the Demon Burial Valley. As far as the eye could see, what entered his field of vision was an extremely vast expanse of land. There were barren mountain ranges, abandoned old forests, and numerous sunken valleys. He even heard the gurgling sound of flowing water coming from afar.
"Is this the chaotic battlefield of the ancient times? It's like a small world. "
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