Mingshan is thousands of miles away, like a giant dragon flying in the sky.

The green that just emerged was dotted on the gray rocks, and the entire Mingshan Mountains seemed full of vitality. Passing through Mingshan and then walking along the Thorn Water, for about two thousand miles, is the gloomy and deep Sangen Valley. This boundless desolate mountain range is just an insignificant place in the entire secret realm of the battle for the world. However, this place occupies the most powerful wild beast race in the secret realm - the Dead Python! The undead appears like a meteor, and countless terrifying crises are surging everywhere.

When he escaped before, Ye Ning seemed to be a headless fly, walking through without any scruples. When he returned to Sanguan Valley along the way, he realized that there were several eleventh-level wild beasts lurking along the way. As for those below the tenth level, there were countless. Perhaps it was because he had escaped too quickly before, so fast that those eleventh-level wild beasts didn't have time to react. However, at this time, Mingshan seemed to have woken up, and teams of low-level dead pythons were constantly searching, as if they must find the evil thief who had disturbed the Emperor of the Dead Python!

Ye Ning covered her breath and walked quickly on the ground.

Although he did not fly away, he was not slow. He could probably reach the Sanjing Valley before sunset. At that time, it was a great opportunity for him to secretly plot against the Bone Shura clan!

Just at this moment, he looked up and saw a scene that made him dumbfounded: the naughty green man who emerged from somewhere actually drove a bird to fly away from the sky above Mingshan in a dignified manner! Does this guy know how to write the word "death"? Ye Ning took a casual photo of himself with a Five Elements Shadow Disguise Talisman. The boy died and he must not implicate himself.

In the air, Jinghuoli was wearing a fire-red robe, with light-colored patterns on the collar and cuffs, and a ribbon flew around his waist, like a fire lotus growing in a quiet place. His long hair was simply tied up with a red sandalwood hairpin, and a few strands of silk spread in front of his eyes, swept by the wind, just like a ripples of green feathers. How could this boy look like he was fighting for the secret realm of hegemony? He was clearly a playboy from a certain family who came out to play in the mountains and rivers.

The Jiyu bird under the seat had snow-white wings. At this time, it opened slightly in the light, passed through the fog smoothly and flew forward. Jinghuoli gently stroked a cluster of red fluff above its head, causing a clear chirping sound, and the sound penetrated the sky. Jinghuoli looked at the terrain and was probably about to reach the Burial Python Forest. After passing through the Burial Python Forest that stretched for hundreds of miles, he crossed half of the Ming Mountain. At that time, he was not far from Sangen Valley. He couldn't help but feel happy and excited in his heart, and said to himself: "Hmph, brother, I want to let you know how powerful I am this time! Isn't it just Sangen Valley? Isn't it for you to see!"

It was almost dusk, and the Mingshan was bathed in the golden color, like a huge wild beast.

Jinghuo Plough kept driving Jiyu Bird, and he must pass through the burial python forest before the moon rose, otherwise he would face the siege of thousands of low-level dead pythons. Although Jinghuo Plough was bold, he felt awe-inspiring when he thought of the dead python and was creepy. Jiyu Bird let out a clear sound, and his snow-white wings were almost passing by, leaving behind a bitter wind.

Ye Ning was very surprised that the young man had been flying in Mingshan for half an hour, flying over the heads of the patrolling low-level dead pythons many times, but did not cause any attack. His degree was not fast, and even after a moment, he had to stop the Jiyu Bird and rest for a while.

As we walked and stopped, the sun finally set. The earth was pitch black. After a while, the moon rose slowly, at first, it was very slow, gradually getting faster and faster, and finally hung high in the middle of the sky.

Jing Huoli murmured, "It's dark so quickly? It is said that the dead python has doubled its strength in the moonlight. The Fire Dragon Saint Talisman given by his father may not be able to suppress the low-level dead python." Thinking of this, he was shocked and urged to drive the Jiyubird more and more. The Jiyubird was constantly shocked, but it flew lower and lower, and finally landed on an empty sand.

Jing Huoli said angrily: "Dai Bird! It's usually very fierce, why don't you dare to pass through this burial python forest?"

Before he finished speaking, Jing Huoli heard a chuckle "Haha" and looked up and saw a male cultivator sitting peacefully and indifferently on a rock not far away.

Jing Huoli walked over and said, "You rude man, what's so funny?" Just as he was about to continue scolding, he saw the young male cultivator in front of him. He had a clear face and a graceful look. A ray of moonlight shone along his forehead and fell on the tip of his nose. Jing Huoli was stunned and forgot to speak.

This male cultivator is Ye Ning.

He hid in secret for a long time, and finally some clues appeared.

Whenever a low-level dead python group passed by, a layer of silenced fire appeared on the boy's body, completely covering its breath. The fire was extremely familiar, giving him a little guess. If it was true, it would be even more certain to stumbling over the Bone Shura clan. But would it be so coincidental? No matter what, he showed up and wanted to get close to the boy's trap.

Jing Huoli came to his senses, turned red on his face, and cursed: "You are so rude, why..." But the lower his voice, he didn't even know what he was talking about.

Ye Ning stood up and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, your Jiyu Bird is also magical. After becoming an adult, you have the strength of an immortal king. The most rare thing is that it flies extremely smoothly and is the mount that many monks dream of. Unfortunately, this bird is gentle and timid, so it is afraid that it will not dare to pass through this burial python forest." Jiyu Bird seemed to understand Ye Ning's words, and his body kept shrinking back, rubbing the tuft of fur on his head desperately against his master's shoulder. Jinghuoli looked at its timid appearance and couldn't help laughing.

Jing Huoli said: "Why are you here? Are you also a monk who participated in the battle for hegemony in all races? Which race are you from?"

It turns out that he is a young man, and he has no sense of defense at all, so he asked a lot of questions. Ye Ning was very curious. How broad is the elder who is so kind that he can participate in the battle for hegemony in all races?

Ye Ning said: "Aren't you here too?"

Although he was eager to chat with Jing Huoli, he did not want to lose the opportunity, so he asked again.

Jing Huoli looked at him and said with a smile: "I? I want to go to Sanguan Valley! Why? Are you afraid? If you are afraid, you should leave quickly. I... I want to enter the forest!" He turned around and muttered to Jiyubird: "Dainniao, stay in the bag of spirit beasts, and go back and clean up you!" He waved his right hand and had already packed Jiyubird.

Ye Ning smiled and watched the indifferent young man rush into the python forest without any scruples, without stopping at all.
Chapter completed!