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Chapter 212

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Chapter 212 Mazy Sword Valley Little Rain?

Whether it was Tang Huan, Mu Yan or Gu Ying, they had all displayed their speed to the fullest.

Although he could no longer see the ordinary vengeful spirits behind him, judging from the screams, there were at least a few thousand of them. The figure of the blood spirit could be faintly seen, and it had already increased to eight.

Under the crazy pursuit of the vengeful spirits, Tang Huan, Mu Yan and Gu Ying did not slow down in the slightest.

At some point in time, the concentrated screams began to weaken bit by bit. It was obvious that the ordinary vengeful spirits had been slowly left behind, but the eight blood spirits were still in hot pursuit. Moreover, they would scream from time to time, echoing with the vengeful spirits behind them.

If there were only three or four blood spirits, Tang Huan could have stopped first and killed them together with Mu Yan and Gu Ying before the ordinary vengeful spirits caught up.

But now, there were eight blood spirits …

Tang Huan only thought about it for a while, then gave up on that thought.

After all, there was only one Xiao Budian, and once they started fighting, it would be very difficult for him to take care of the three of them. Furthermore, even if it was Tang Huan, if he were to fight with the blood spirit again, it would be very difficult for him to kill it as easily as he did just now.

From this, it could be determined that they had already developed some intelligence, and were definitely not something ordinary vengeful spirits could compare to. With the example of their companions, it was impossible for them to be as stupid as the previous blood spirit to directly grab his spear head with both hands.

"Whoosh!" "Whiz!" "Whiz!" The sound of clothes tearing through the air was like silk. Unknowingly, the sky had already begun to turn white.

"Huh?"

Tang Huan suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned his head to look. Behind him were a forest of rocks, but there was no sign of the blood spirit, and those rocks were all emitting a gentle light.

"Got rid of them?"

Gu Ying was startled, and finally realized that he could no longer hear the screams of the blood spirits, and immediately laughed out loud as he sat on the ground.

Tang Huan and Mu Yan looked at each other. Although they were both tired, their eyes couldn't help but reveal a relieved smile.

At this point, no matter who it was, the Genuine Qi had already been greatly exhausted. If the Blood Spirit was still chasing after them, they might have to get some "True Fire Spirit Spring Water" to drink. However, using such a precious treasure to recover the Genuine Qi was indeed a bit of a waste of a heavenly treasure.

"Hu!"

Letting out a light breath, Tang Huan scanned his surroundings while sitting on the ground. However, just as he crossed his legs, Tang Huan exclaimed in a low voice, "That's not right!"

"What's wrong? Is Sanguis here again? "

Gu Ying was startled. He grabbed the giant sword and sat up. His two bell-like eyes glared fiercely in the direction he had just come from.

Mu Yan, who had also just sat down cross-legged, also straightened her delicate body, her face full of vigilance.

"It's not the blood spirit, it's this place." Tang Huan said in a low voice.

"What's wrong with this place?"

Hearing that, Gu Ying and Mu Yan heaved a sigh of relief, and then subconsciously looked around.

Although the sky was still rather dark, they could already see the general situation of their surroundings clearly. In this area, there were no plants, only rocks of various sizes. Each rock was like a sharp sword that had been inserted into the ground. Some were more than ten meters tall, some were as short as one or two meters, and so on and so forth.

Other than these sword-shaped stones, there seemed to be nothing else in his line of sight.

"Strange?"

Gu Ying stood up with his sword and looked into the distance, but his line of sight was blocked by an incomparably large sword shadow.

He subconsciously turned his head. At the end of his line of sight, there was still that huge sword shadow. He turned in another direction in disbelief, but what he saw was still the same. No matter which direction he turned in, his line of sight would be blocked in the end. It was just that there was a difference in distance.

"Is there really something strange?"

Such a strange situation caused all the hairs on Gu Ying's body to stand on end.

Mu Yan also seemed to have noticed the abnormality in this place, and a hint of shock uncontrollably flashed past the depths of her beautiful eyes. A moment later, she couldn't help but exclaim: "Could this place be …"

"Mazy Sword Valley!" These four words came out of Tang Huan's mouth.

"What?" The 'Mazy Sword Valley' in the Sword Crafting Valley?

"Gu Ying suddenly looked carefully in the blink of an eye, only to discover that there were actually quite a few dense white bones under the sword-shaped stones, some lying down, some sitting down, and because their color was similar to the stones, he did not notice them for a moment. This new discovery caused Gu Ying's face to turn a little green.

"We actually came to this place?" Mu Yan was stunned for a moment, and a bitter smile involuntarily appeared on her delicate face.

"..."

The corner of Tang Huan's mouth also curled up into a bitter smile.

Back then, when the old fellow had him memorize the map of the Sword Crafting Valley, he had specially mentioned this "Mazy Sword Valley" to him, and had even roughly explained the situation of this place.

This "Mazy Sword Valley" could be said to be the valley within the Sword Crafting Valley.

Back then, when the Human Clan was flourishing, this "Mazy Sword Valley" was a forbidden area within the Sword Crafting Valley. Normally, no one was allowed to enter, unless they wanted to hold a "Weapon Refining Sacred Assembly".

That's right, it was the "Weapon Refining Sacred Assembly"!

The "Weapon Refining Sacred Assembly" that was held once every ten years in the Heavenly Forging City originated from the "Weapon Refining Sacred Assembly" of the Sword Crafting Valley back then.

At that time, the Sword Crafting Valley would hold a "Weapon Refining Sacred Assembly" every five years, and this "Mazy Sword Valley" was the final third stage. The first three Weapon Refiner s who walked out of the Sword Valley would receive generous rewards, but the most important thing was that they would have the qualifications to live and cultivate in the Sword Crafting Valley.

Living in the Sword Crafting Valley was a great honor for the Weapon Refiner s of the Glory Continent and the Origin Continent.

However, those who were able to reach the final stage of the "Weapon Refining Sacred Assembly" were basically all high ranking Weapon Refiner s, or even Weapon Refining Master s. Therefore, those who were able to enter the "Mazy Sword Valley" were all high ranking Weapon Refiner s and Weapon Refining Master s.

After the Demon Clan invaded and the Sword Crafting Valley was abandoned, this "Mazy Sword Valley" was also abandoned.

But even if it was abandoned, its effects still existed.

In the past few decades, none of the creatures that had mistakenly entered this place had been able to leave. The piles of bones under the sword stones were proof of this.

He didn't expect that under the pursuit of the vengeful spirit and the blood spirit, he would accidentally run into the "Mazy Sword Valley" at night.

The three of them stared at each other in dismay, speechless.

After the blood spirit's cries disappeared, everyone continued to run for a long time. It was likely that they had been circling around this "Mazy Sword Valley" that was like a stone forest.

"Yiya?"

Xiao Budian jumped down from Tang Huan's shoulder and blinked his pair of dark blue eyes. He looked at Tang Huan, looked at Mu Yan, and then looked at Gu Ying, extremely puzzled.

"Zhizhi!"

The Rainbow Spirit Mouse also came out from Mu Yan's "Su."

He crawled out from the place and slid to the ground. He stood up and swayed as if he was drunk, as if he was still a little dizzy.

On Mu Yan's back, Feng Ming had long since woken up.

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