The dark night, depressing and dead silence.

But Mo Hua could see the scarlet energy in the dark night, and vaguely heard the low roar and neighing of the monster.

Afterwards, the bone-white ground trembled.

The blood-colored formations were connected to each other, and an evil spiritual aura came from the distance.

Above the ground, a long passage made of bones appeared.

This passage, like a giant python, passes through the blood-colored creek and the river beach of white bones, leading to the farthest point, the gate of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

Mo Hua was shocked and understood immediately.

Although he couldn't see the specific formation pattern, the flow of the power of the formation's spiritual thoughts gave him a very clear feeling.

He has seen this formation before!

It is the Shinto formation used to "open the door" painted on the bone bricks in front of the dry well in the small bloody fishing village.

It's just that the formation on this long bone passage is larger in scale, more complex in pattern, and of higher grade.

Moreover, it is also more sinister.

The sixteenth moon is full, the blood stream is boiling, and the passage of bones appears.

The demon cultivator stood in front of the road with his head bowed and hands folded, extremely respectful.

I don’t know how long it took, but an old, hoarse voice like a beast sounded:

"Get on the road."

So one by one, the demon cultivators began to walk slowly up the bone passage like dejected zombies.

The demon cultivator walking in front had a very demonic aura and obviously had a higher status.

They walk empty-handed.

The demon cultivators behind were either carrying the bodies of demonic beasts or carrying huge storage bags.

There is also a trailer in between.

There is an extremely tough second-grade iron cage on the car, and some injured and rare second-grade monsters are imprisoned in the cage.

These monsters are alive, but they are bound to death by iron chains, with sharp barbs piercing into their flesh and blood, unable to move at all.

Following on the edge are some scattered demon cultivators with no status.

All the demon cultivators were wrapped in black robes, walking like zombies on the passage of bones. They were duty-bound and respectful, and did not dare to cross even half a step.

It seems that only this passage can enter the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

Once you make a mistake, you will be in danger.

Xun Ziyou passed a message to Mo Hua: "Let's go in at the end..."

The demon cultivators in the back are weak in strength and perception.

Even if you are discovered, it will be easy to escape.

If you mix in the front and powerful demon cultivators gather together, if something unexpected happens and a flaw is exposed, you will inevitably fall into the siege of these demon beasts.

He is in the late stage of Jindan, so he is not afraid.

But ink painting is only in the middle stage of foundation building, and it is not a physical practice. It is too "brittle" and too expensive to be knocked or touched, let alone lose a hair.

He must not be allowed to take risks.

Mo Hua also nodded honestly.

The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is dangerous, so he must follow Elder Xun.

The two of them waited for a while longer, looking at the full moon in the dark night, and on the Bone Road of the Blood River, the team of demon cultivators were gradually getting further and further away. The demon cultivators following at the back door were also sparse and fewer and fewer.

Mo Hua was about to start to follow, but Xun Ziyou suddenly pulled him back.

Mo Hua turned his head with some doubts, but saw Xun Ziyou's face solemn and said in a deep voice:

"Someone is coming out of the valley!"

Mo Hua's heart trembled, and not long after, he noticed an astonishing evil aura rising from the distance.

Golden elixir demon cultivator!

Mo Hua's pupils shrank, he turned around and followed the aura, and saw that in the direction of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, the demon aura suddenly became strong and hazy, and two powerful figures appeared.

"Two elders of the Golden Core Demon Cultivator?!"

Mo Hua was shocked.

The demon cultivators who entered the valley stopped one after another and kowtowed to the ground.

They knelt on the ground, with their backs arched, like a humble "human step".

The two demon cultivator elders stepped on the kneeling demon cultivators, turned into two fishy winds, and rushed directly out of the valley.

For a moment, the sea of ​​blood boiled and monsters screamed everywhere.

Xun Ziyou's eyes narrowed and he blocked the ink painting behind him.

Mo Hua hid behind Elder Xun, quietly poked his head in, squinting his eyes to peek, and saw two scarlet blood lights, wrapped in two figures, getting closer and closer to him.

The powerful demonic pressure made Mo Hua's scalp feel numb.

Seeing these two demon cultivator elders, like two sprinting demon beasts, getting closer and closer, even in the blink of an eye, they were already less than four to five hundred feet away.

Xun Ziyou's eyes were slightly cold, and he clenched his hands tightly. The spiritual sword magic weapon and the golden elixir spiritual power that were connected with his own mind also began to operate silently.

The atmosphere was stagnant for a moment.

Mo Hua is also a little nervous.

At this moment, the two demon cultivator elders turned around and fled out of the dense forest without any hesitation.

He looked quite anxious.

Xun Ziyou's hand holding the spirit sword loosened, but his eyes were still a little solemn, and at the same time, there was also a trace of doubt.

After the two demon cultivator elders disappeared, Mo Hua asked quietly:

"What did these two bad elders do?"

Xun Ziyou shook his head slightly.

"It seems like they are in a hurry?" Mo Hua said.

Xun Ziyou thought for a while and suddenly felt uneasy.

Why did the two demon cultivator elders come out of the valley so eagerly at such a late hour?

Xun Ziyou was very concerned. He glanced at the sky and then at the team of demon cultivators. He estimated that there was still an hour before the Ten Thousand Demons Valley closed, so he said to Mo Hua:

"There's something fishy, ​​I'll go check it out and you stay here."

If you're following the Jindan demon cultivator, you definitely can't bring the ink painting with you.

Xunzi thought for a moment and then said: "If I come back within an hour, we will enter the valley together."

"If I don't come back, don't go in. We'll discuss this matter later..."

After Xun Ziyou finished speaking, he warned again: "Never go in alone."

"Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded.

He still knows the importance of this.

After saying that, Xun Ziyou chased after the two demon cultivators.

Mo Hua had no choice but to wait where he was.

At the same time, he was also curious in his heart, what were those two demon cultivator elders doing so late at night, in such a hurry, even without bothering to cover their whereabouts?

But now, he couldn't guess it, so he could only wait patiently.

On the big tree in front of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, the ink painting is waiting.

But after waiting for a long time, when the demon cultivators below became less and less, the boiling blood stream gradually calmed down, and the bone passage was about to close, Elder Xun still did not come back.

Mo Hua was a little worried.

"Elder Xun... nothing will happen, right?"

He is an elder of the Taixu Sect, a descendant of Mr. Xun, and a great monk in the late Jindan period. He should not be easily defeated...

Mo Hua was very worried about Elder Xun.

He turned his head again and glanced at the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons in the distance.

There are fewer and fewer demon cultivators on the White Bone Passage, and the demonic aura is getting weaker and weaker. It is estimated that the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons will be closed again soon.

The ink painting sent a letter to Elder Xun:

"Elder Xun, are you okay?"

"Are you back?"
To be continued...