Chapter 300: Valley collision (first!)

In the weird valley, the dead air is very strong, and the darkness of the ink is like a stagnation. Even if it is not running, it can still be clearly seen, and it is floating in the heavens and the earth.
This dead air enveloped the entire valley, centered on the valley, and covered the whole mountain range in the dead air. Even in the sky, it was gray and there was no fluctuation of the semi-separator.
"This is because the musk is suffering..."
After looking at the valley in front of him, Luo Yang’s heart could not help but sigh, even though he knew that the valley was absolutely dangerous, but on the map inside the jade, it clearly stated that the location of the dragon gun was in the valley. Deep inside!
After hesitating for a moment, Luo Yang’s eyes showed a trace of decisiveness. The body repaired and ran wildly without reservation. The red light in his eyes was more endless. He looked at the valley with vigilance and carefully approached the valley. Close to the depths.
In the dead valley, only Luo Yang’s footsteps reverberated, and all the way carefully, after half an hour, he stepped into the square in the valley.
Nine white jade pillars stood around the square. As soon as Luo Yang approached, he felt a faint dragon wave spreading from the stone pillar. When he looked up, he could clearly see it on this white jade pillar. , the disk attached to a look of the dragon!
"These are just Snapdragons, the blood in the body is not pure, it is not a real dragon." When Luo Yang looked at the white jade column, the sound of the candle rang in his ear.
Although it is easy to say, Luo Yang still has no intention. Under the operation of Xianxuan, his eyes continued to sweep through the stone pillars. After confirming that the dragons had already died, the heart was relieved.
"Although they have already died, they only left Dragon Shadow here. If they can accept it, it may be a treasure..."
After a thought, Luo Yang stepped toward a white jade pillar beside him, only when he stepped into the vicinity of the white jade pillar, the dragon would instantly become more intense, and there was a loud dragon roaring. Out, it blew in Luo Yang’s ear.
"Boy, the blood of these dragons is not pure, but it is also a pseudo-fairy scene. It is repaired by you now. Even if it is a body, it is enough to make you die thousands of times!"
After seeing Luo Yang actually hit the idea of ​​these dragons, the candle dragon said with disdain, as if looking at an idiot.
Luo Yang heard the words, and he couldn't help but smile. After trying a few times, he had to give up and left the square. But at the moment he left, the dragon shadows on the nine pillars were opened. Eyes, the death in the eyes flashed over...
After a fragrant time in the valley, Luo Yang's body shape suddenly changed, and his face changed slightly. He raised his breath and covered his breath, and slowly walked toward the depths of the valley.
I saw that not far from the front of Luoyang, the whole valley seemed to have become a lot bigger, with more pavilions and pavilions, and in the center of these pavilions, it was still a square.
Just in this square, there are no nine white jade pillars before, only a bluestone statue stands in the middle of the square.
In the hands of this bluestone statue, holding a long shot made of white jade, the tip of the gun is slanting upwards, as if to fight with God, when you look far away, it is shocking.
And below the statue, the ground of the square. In the square paved with white jade, a fairy figure is reflected in the eyes of Luo Yang. Just a glance at it, you can feel a despair, fear and panic, very strange.
What shocked Luo Yang most was that there were four figures in the square at the moment. One of the four was a young man in a white robe, and the other three were old-fashioned oldmen, as if they were slaves, guarding him in the center.
"The repair of Yuan Tianjing later..."
After Xian Yu swept from the four men, Luo Yang’s face gradually sank. Among the four, even the weakest youth has already entered the late Danyang period.
The other three old people are all Yuan Tianjing monks, who have become the strongest people, and have even reached the point of the late Yuantianjing!
"This horrible lineup is placed above the entire Tianwu Shenzhou. Only four tribes can be dispatched. But these people look like they are not the people of Tianwu Shenzhou. Especially the young man..."
After the brow wrinkled, Luo Yang’s gaze stopped in the white robe youth. In his eyes, how can he not see that the three monks of Yuantianjing are clearly only the servants of this young man, not the elders of the sects, but the more clearly they are, the more shocked Luo Yang’s heart is.
"The ability to be a servant of Yuantianjing is a writer's servant. The identity of this young man is absolutely unusual. Since the other party is here too, it means that he is very likely to come to the dragon gun..."
At this point, Luo Yang’s heart is slightly sinking. For this dragon gun, he did not hesitate to step into this Jedi, and naturally he was not willing to give up the dragon gun. At this moment, after careful observation in the distance for a while, a cold awn was flashed in the eyes.
"Rong Lao, this action is related to whether I can become a Lie's 19th-generation emperor, and I can't accommodate a half-point difference."
In the center of the square, the young man in the white robe looked at the stone carving, and said in a faint voice.
"Dong Ming's young master assured that although this funeral fairy valley is forbidden, but there are three of us here, this trip is absolutely foolproof."
Among the three old men, the old man who had reached the middle of Yuantiandi smiled and said that the other old man also nodded.
"But before the magic gun is taken out, you still need to carry out a blood sacrifice. Since an ant squats in, take him to sacrifice the gun." The old man who was the highest was slowly opened his eyes, and his voice said indifferently. There is no slight fluctuation.
"The 19th generation emperor of Li's family... Master Dong Ming... What kind of person is this Li family?"
In the distance, Luo Yang was puzzled. He suddenly heard the old man's words. After his face changed suddenly, his figure quickly retreated.
But at the moment of his body shape, a large hand descended directly from the sky, emitting a horrible pressure, and grabbed it against Luo Yang.
"Fu Tian refers!"
A blue-eyed giant finger whistling out and slammed into the blood-colored giant hand. Almost at the same time as the giant finger appeared, Luo Yang’s hand did not hesitate. He turned over and once again, Fu Tian’s hand and Fu Tian’s curse Out.
The secrets of the three-way celestial family slammed together, and the roar of horror sounded in the dead valley. The aftermath swept across the room, all the techniques were broken, and the giant hand was only a slight meal, and it continued to Luo Yang caught it...