Chapter 53: The valley is full, the ancient temple is out! (third more!)

Looking through the mouth of the valley, Luo Yang took a deep breath, his face was very calm, and his body walked slowly toward the depths of the valley.
For his own cultivation, Luo Yang has enough confidence that even if he is in danger, he can safely leave. What's more, if you want to leave if you are in danger, then your own practice will probably be the end.
"What the monk has cultivated is a heart. This heart is determination, but more confidence. Since it is here, there is no plan to leave easily."
After the whisper in the heart, Luo Yang did not have the slightest support. After the jade was taken out and held in the palm of his hand, the body’s knowledge was fully released. Although it was suppressed, it could only cover the distance of the body, but also It is enough.
In the desolate valley, there is a sound of low-pitched beasts from time to time. The sound of this beast is very complicated, just like the tens of thousands of different monsters and low-pitched commons, the sound of rolling thunder, and constantly echoing in this valley.
All the way carefully, Luo Yang’s feet are all pieces of white bones. Some of these white bones are already dead, and some are faint, but they are hard to distinguish. The only thing that can be seen is that These are the bodies of human monks!
After a while, when Luo Yang went deep into the valley and saw the scene inside the valley, he couldn't help but breathe the air and was shocked by what he saw.
I saw it in the middle of the valley, it turned out to be a very wide basin. In the wide basin, it is a black land, like a huge deep pit, a distance of hundreds of feet from the ground of the valley, and Luo Yang is standing at the top of the basin at this moment, and can look at it at a glance. Everything in the basin has a panoramic view.
Among the black basins, there are a number of horrible monsters lying on the head. The number is so large that it is difficult to describe. At first glance, the entire basin is full of dense monsters, and the rich demon rushes into the sky, accompanied by arrays. The clumps spread across the sky.
Some of them are like tigers, some are like snakes, and they are different in form. But there is a faint pressure to spread out, the lowest is the strength of the six-featured beast! What is even more horrifying is that there are some monsters that even Luoyang can hardly distinguish their strength. The pressure of terror makes them rarely close to other monsters around them. Like a king, they have their own territory.
"This... is this a beast?"
Looking at the black basin below, he looked shocked at the first time in Luo Yang’s heart. In the next moment, you can shake your head and negate.
"Even if it is a monster, there are not so many monsters..."
In the black basin below, the number of monsters may have reached the number of tens of thousands of heads. Even in the nest of the monsters, it is impossible to exaggerate.
What's more, these kinds of monsters are different. Some are even natural enemies. If they are placed in the outside world, they are the existence of your life and death. At this moment, you can feel peacefully in this black basin and maintain a terrible peace.
"Roar!!"
A low-pitched beast screamed again, and many of the monsters in the black basin saw their sorrows in their faces, and in their moments, in the middle of the black basin, The black black light suddenly lit up.
"That is... a temple..."
Luo Yang’s eyes suddenly shrank, staring at the black basin below. In the middle of the empty black basin, a broken temple slowly emerged. The old temple seems to have existed for tens of thousands of years. As soon as it appeared, there was a flood of anger.
On the broken wall, there is a piece of bright red blood, covering the entire ancient temple, like the same purgatory, making people feel cold, and even have more courage to look at their eyes.
Just as Luo Yang looked at the ancient temple and was shocked, but suddenly it was cold, and he could clearly feel that there was a gaze in the broken old temple. As soon as Luo Yang stepped into the valley, he had already felt the gaze!
The strange gaze made Luo Yang's scalp numb, and I couldn't help but feel that the place was very unknown. When I turned and left, the old temple was brighter and more like a call, in Luoyang. The heart rang.
"Come on... Come on... Come on..."
In the voice, with a trace of exhaustion and praying, it seems that after tens of thousands of years, I came to Luo Yang's ear and let his footsteps feel a little.
At the same time as the sound is heard, the heads and monsters in the black basin, as if they were forcibly dispersed, suddenly spread out from the front of the old temple, revealing a path leading to the ancient temple, which has spread to Luoyang. At the foot.
Luo Yang’s eyes are constantly flickering. Although the place is very strange, if you don’t find out, you will probably leave a magical obstacle in your heart, and the future practice will be very difficult. After struggling for a moment, Luo Yang took a deep breath and lifted his foot and took the path.
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Just as Luoyang had just entered the valley, the moon in the mystery had become a mess. Several elders were frowning, looking at the dimly lit valley below.
"Noisy! It’s too messy!"
The old Dutou’s face showed anger. He blamed the Ding old monster on the side.
When he found out that the forbidden land, I said that I would detain him. You’re a stranger, now it’s good. Now that he has gone in, what do you say?"
Ding's face is also somewhat ugly. It seems that he did not expect that Luo Yang would actually enter the forbidden place. He did not let it go. He still said: "How about going in? Since his name has not disappeared That means he is still alive now, maybe he will come out in a while..."
"Come out? You are the pharmacy of your home when you are forbidden? If you want to enter, you will come out and come up with it?"
The old Dutou heard the words, the anger on his face was more vigorous, and he sneered in his mouth.
Ding blame knows the loss, and no longer speaks. After a long sleeve, he sits down cross-legged and says: "It’s already done anyway. Now we can wait, the kid can’t come out. It only shows that his hit is so."
The old Dutou snorted and the rest of the elders shook their heads. Luo Yang’s current talents can already be compared with Yan Yixian. If he lost such a disciple, it would be a great loss for Tian Jianzong.
In the midst of the moon, suddenly it returned to the appearance of desertedness. From beginning to end, the old man in the white robe did not open his mouth, even the eyelids had not been lifted...