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However, in the end, the two big forces of blood knife sect and Wugui clan retreated unexpectedly. They never mentioned the matter of encircling Zhenlei Valley, as if nothing had happened.

But there is no airtight wall in the world, and hearsay spreads in the wilderness.

It is said that at that time, the top strong men of the blood knife sect and the Wugui clan ate a lot of dumb losses in Zhenlei valley.

Finally, under the helplessness of the bloody sword gate and the witch ghost clan, they could not bear to leave the Zhenlei valley.

It also made Zhenlei Valley famous and made it clear to the whole wilderness area that Zhenlei Valley, which has risen only a few years ago, has the strength to directly counter the second-class forces such as the blood knife sect and the Wugui sect.

It is also said that there is a strong sage in Zhenlei Valley, which makes the blood knife sect and the Wugui clan dare not be hurt by three defeats, and they are afraid that people will make a profit from it. Finally, they just eat dumb Ba Kui and leave.

No matter what the fact is, it proves the power of Zhenlei valley.

In just a few years, the earthquake and Thunder Valley has reached such a terrible level that it has an absolute foothold in the wilderness.

"One courtyard, two families, three families, three gates, Jingtian hall, and Thunder Valley."

Du Shaomu murmured. It seems that the wilderness is quite lively.

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In the gorge dyed red with blood mist, two figures appeared like breaking through the sky.

A half century old man and a more old man both fell at the mouth of the canyon.

With the appearance of these two old men, the void in the whole Canyon is also trembling.

Later, the older old man of that year came to the only complete body of Dai Shiwan at the first time. The look on his face had become ferocious in an instant. There was blood gushing out of his eyes. At first, it seeped like two rounds of blood day, just like the red and bitter blood flowing out.

Holding Dai Shiwan's body, the old man burst out of his body with a terrible breath. He hunted in his clothes and robes. His face was full of blue veins. He roared and drank, saying: "no matter who it is, I will tear it into pieces by Dai huding, which will frustrate the bones and raise ashes!"

Vast void, mountains, dense forest ups and downs, towering trees cover the mountains.

"Goo!"

A fierce bird several feet in size rose from the towering tree, shining brightly, flapping its wings for a few days, and rose into the sky.

"Hiss..."

A big snake is like a dragon flying into the sky. It doesn't know where it comes from. Xinzi, like a blade of a knife, entangles the fierce bird directly, penetrates its wings, and then swallows the fierce bird with a bloody breath.

"Gu Gu..."

But at the same time, the mantis catches cicadas and yellow finches. From the depths of the void, a larger fierce bird emerges and spreads its wings, casting a large shadow under the mountains. The light is shining, and the speed is like lightning. Its claws can twist the void. It can catch the big snake seven inches and catch a big snake like a dragon in the air.

Then, the fierce bird's sharp and fierce pupil, looking at a colorful butterfly in the distance, suddenly burst out fear and fear, directly flapping its wings and leaping into the sky to leave quickly.

On the colorful demon butterfly, the tiger has long been used to seeing it.

However, there is a colorful demon butterfly body intentionally or unintentionally released the breath, so that the general monster does not dare to approach, far away to avoid, it is to save a lot of time.

On the back of the colorful demon butterfly, it is steady and quiet.

Du Shaomu sat cross legged, with wind whistling on both sides, and his body did not move or shake, just like a rock.

Du Shaomu has an ancient aura in his practice and operation of Yu Shen Jue.

As long as he had time, Du Shaomu did not delay his practice.

Even if he had the realm and all the advantages of his previous life, Du Shaomu was also progressive and even demanding. He wanted to build the most perfect foundation for himself.

When the evening is over, the night is low.

A dense forest, quite hidden place, colorful demon butterfly reduced the body, to one side to breathe.

Du Shaomu and Xiaohu continue to breathe, calculate the time and distance, and are about to walk out of the mountain range of beasts.

"Roar..."

Around the distance, not time to spread a low roar sound, there are monsters and fierce beasts ambush in the day and emerge at night.

But feel the breath released from the colorful demon butterfly. Within the area of thousands of meters, the monsters and fierce beasts have already retreated and dare not get close to them.

"HISHI..."

Suddenly, Du Shaomu, sitting cross legged, suddenly opened his closed eyes. The light in his eyes was like a flash of lightning. At the same time, he stood up and pulled up the tiger beside him.

The colorful demon butterfly also turned into a human form for the first time, standing behind Du Shaomu. In his eyes, the colorful light was dazzling.

Xiaohu has not yet regained consciousness. He looks at Du Shaomu and diehuang. They are all in the same position. They seem to feel something, and their eyes are dignified.

"Whoosh..."

The void rises and fluctuates, and the two figures appear as if they are floating in the void.

Two strong and terrifying breath solidified the mountain forest, two pairs of sharp eyes, the first time to focus on Du Shaomu, butterfly emperor and little tiger.Two old men, one and a half hundred years old, were cold and gloomy.

The other one was older, thin, and covered with a broad red robe. He looked as thin as an old osprey, but his face was ruddy. He had a pair of deep set eyes with sharp eyes but bloody light.

"Master, it should be from the blood knife clan!"

The voice of the butterfly emperor fell in Du Shaomu's ears. It seemed that he felt something. At the moment, there was a condensation color in the deep of the colorful double pupil.

"The first you give to you, the second to me, then try to find a way to meet!"

At the same time, Du Shaomu's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and his voice reached the ears of the butterfly emperor.

The two wuhuangjing practitioners, the red robed old man, could not escape Du Shaomu's prying. The other was also the second level of Wu Huangjing.

"Well, it's you. I finally found you!"

After the eyes slightly swept over the three people, they were focused on Du Shaomu and the butterfly emperor. A penetrating breath enveloped them, sneering and angry.

The old man clenched his fists tightly. Each finger seemed to be unable to stretch straight. Inside and outside, it was cocoon skin. The whole thing looked like a small rake made of branches. But the terrible smell made waves in the void around his fist.

"What are you doing?"

Du Lu's eyes are not clear.

"Jie Jie, kill my son Dai Hu. I don't care who you are. If I don't tear you to pieces, frustrate your bones and bring ashes to ashes, or kill the mountain gate behind you to practice, I will not be able to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

Dai Hu is ferocious, his voice is cold, and his eyes are not covered up.

He can be sure that the three men were the ones who killed his son Dai Shiwan.

The combination of these three people is in the range of ten thousand beasts. His intuition tells Dai Hu something special.

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