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Near a small valley covered with vines, a ball of white light was flying towards here from a distance.
In the white light, a beautiful and gentle woman in green clothes sits on a spiritual bird as white as snow.
In the blink of an eye, the spiritual bird flew over the valley like lightning. Then he retracted his wings and swooped down. Seeing that she was about to plunge into the dense vines below, the woman raised her hand and fired a spell.
Suddenly, there was a flash of green light below, and the vines suddenly disappeared, but a green veil of light appeared.
Without hesitation, the woman in green shirt pushed the spirit bird under her body, and with a flash of white light, it disappeared into the light curtain and disappeared.
Under the light curtain, there is another world. Six monks in green shirts are sitting in a five-pointed array in the middle of the valley.
This formation is not big, only six or seven feet. Five people were sitting cross-legged at the five corners of the magic circle, with light flashing around the edge of the magic circle, and an old man with a long beard was sitting in the middle with his eyes closed.
Suddenly the old man opened his eyes and looked up to the sky.
I saw a ball of white light slowly falling, and a moment later, the woman in green shirt came to the old man and gave a salute.
"Disciple joins Master. Now the miasma in the mountains has completely faded away. Many monks have already gone to the Fallen Demon Valley." The woman in green shirt lowered her head and said respectfully.
"Has the Ghost Spirit Sect set out yet?" The old man with a long beard asked slowly, twirling his beard. "Most of the people in the Ghost Spirit Sect haven't left yet, but a few disciples have taken the first step." The woman thought for a while and replied carefully.
"Hmph! Since the old guy from the Ghost Spirit Sect hasn't left yet, we don't have to be too hasty. As long as we keep an eye on the elders on their trip, nothing will go wrong. Junior Brother Han, you can continue to monitor them. If there is any abnormal movement, report it immediately." The old man with a long beard calmly ordered.
"Yes. Disciple, let's set off now." The woman in green shirt accepted the order without hesitation.
Then she saluted the old man again, climbed onto the spiritual bird, and flew into the air. Soon he rushed out of the light curtain and disappeared.
The old man stared at the disappearing figure of the woman in green shirt, his eyes flashed with a hint of contemplation, but his expression immediately returned to normal.
And the five male and female monks around the circle, from the time the woman in green clothes appeared to the time she left, remained motionless in place, with expressionless faces, like wooden figures.
The old man with a long beard seemed to be used to this situation and was not surprised at all. He closed his eyes again.
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At the same time, on the top of a tall mountain a hundred miles away, a gray-robed Taoist priest in his fifties or sixties stood upright on a rock. Facing the fierce wind, the man looked at him with slightly narrowed eyes. Direction to Fallen Devil Valley.
Standing behind him were two tall figures, one red and one green, two feet tall.
But if you take a closer look, you will find that the two figures, with green faces, fangs, and expressionless faces, are actually two machine puppets that look like evil ghosts.
At this moment, the Taoist priest looked back at the two puppets, a look of satisfaction flashed on his face, and he murmured to himself.
"With the help of these two ancient puppets who are comparable to the Nascent Soul monks, the trip to the Fallen Demon Valley will definitely be fruitful." After saying this, the Taoist priest raised his hand and fired two spells.
"Suddenly, the two evil ghost puppets shrank sharply and flew into the big sleeves. Then the Taoist priest turned into a red light and flew through the air, in the direction of the Falling Demon Valley.
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In another place high in the sky, three rainbows were flying side by side.
In the escaping light, two old men and a woman flew towards the Falling Demon Valley.
If Han Li saw these three people, he would be immediately shocked. Because two of the three people were actually people he knew.
One of the old men in yellow robes with a sallow complexion was none other than the ancestor Linghu of Huang Maple Valley, and the pale-faced woman in white next to him with a cold expression was actually the senior elder of the Hidden Moon Sect, Nangong Wan's senior sister.
The only old man Han Li didn't recognize had high eyebrows, a lion's nose and a wide mouth, with a strange appearance and body.
The three of them were silent and just walked on. The dazzling light flashed through the air, turned into three light spots, and disappeared in an instant.
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The same situation happens from time to time near the Wanling Mountains. Many monks are confident about their trip to the Devil's Valley.
At this time, Han Li had also arrived near the Demon Falling Valley.
On a mound more than ten miles away from the entrance, he looked calmly in the direction of the Falling Demon Valley and pondered in silence.
At this time, there is no need for spiritual detection to know the area of ??dozens of miles in radius.p;Wang Chan seems to have all his hands and feet, and everything seems to be normal. Yan Ruyan on the side didn't seem to be looking very well, with a slightly haggard look.
"Did the original Yin Demon Slash not cause serious injuries to this person? Or the severed limbs were reattached, it's just that it can't be seen." Han Li's mind turned quickly, and two unconfirmed answers immediately emerged.
However, with Han Li's current cultivation and reputation, Wang Chan no longer poses a threat to him. So his eyes turned and fell on the other two Nascent Soul cultivators.
The monk in the middle is a middle-aged man wearing a large black robe and a stern face. There is an extraordinary majesty in his expression. At first glance, he seems to be a person with great power and often giving orders.
On the right side is a pale old man with white beard and hair, but his eagle eyes are shining brightly, and his body is full of strong evil aura.
These two people are both Nascent Soul cultivators, but they look very strange. They should have never participated in the border battle. But the old man was already in the middle stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, which made Han Li take a few more glances.
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