As soon as the voice fell, a huge white handprint appeared out of thin air and flew towards Mo Hui in the blink of an eye. The palm of the town is known to be fast, coming first, and Mo Hui was bombarded by the force of the palm before he sacrificed the magic weapon, and he spouted a mouthful of blood.

It's just that, similarly, the power of the Devil's Palm used by the first-level Dong Xuan is limited. Mo regrets only vomiting blood and slightly wounded, which is not a serious problem. It was extremely shameless, and then she changed her mind and stopped offering the magic weapon. Instead, she continued to retreat. At the same time, with a thought, she took out a small porcelain bottle and swallowed the healing medicine to suppress the injury first.

Zhou Xing was funny in his heart and flew up. With a thought, a large amount of Reiki Pill slammed into his mouth, and then he launched a brutal and inhumane Combo.

In the next moment, countless large handprints turned out and bombarded Mo Hui's body as soon as they appeared. The latter was injured again just after swallowing the pill, and this time the palmprints continued and the bombardment continued, she vomited blood again and again. The power to fight back can only retreat and then retreat, and if there is time, it will just shout "despicable".

Mo Hui could no longer hold it after he had suffered more than 30 devil palms, and fell to the ground like a broken kite, and fell into a faint again.

At this time, the bloodthirsty bee reappeared and landed on her shoulders, again piercing the tail needle into her neck, sucking hard for three times before giving up, and flew back into Zhou Xing's ring contentedly.

Zhou Xing didn't make a loss-making business and spent a lot of spiritual energy pills. He had to earn it back, so he fell to her side, slapped her on the forehead, and started the absorption of power again.

With a booming sound, Mo Hui, who was in a coma, trembled fiercely, his cultivation base fell rapidly, and after a while he returned to the first stage of Niwan.

Zhou Xing didn't want her life, so he turned around after doing all this.

This time the fighting method took a long time, but it did not exceed twenty breaths. Within twenty breaths, Zhou Xing defeated the high-ranking Jindan with the Dongxuan elementary cultivation base, and completed a feat. All the monks watching were stunned. , Looked at Zhou Xing's gaze, there was more deep fear. Everyone retreated where Zhou Xing passed.

Two days later, the elder surnamed Wang appeared on the square again. Behind him there were more than a dozen people, old and young, all dressed in different clothes. They were the monks who had gone to Nether Valley these days. Everyone left the house one after another and gathered in one place again. Those who passed the assessment last time and those who failed the assessment automatically stood apart.

Elder Wang said in a loud voice: "There are newcomers in the past few days, and those who have not passed the assessment last time, but are still willing to give it a try. You will wait here for now. The old man will take the people who passed the assessment last time and leave for half an hour. Make further arrangements for them. After I come back, I will have to conduct the assessment again. You should be prepared! Before I come back, private competitions are strictly prohibited, and offenders are driven out of Nether Valley!-You, come with me!"

Elder Wang sighed, as if sighed for his hard work, waved to 11 people, including Zhou Xing, and rose into the air.

Zhou Xing immediately followed everyone into the air. Suddenly he felt a gaze staring at him from below. He frowned slightly and looked down. Then he saw the Mo Hui who had been defeated continuously by his own hands, Mo Hui who had gone through these two days. After recuperating, he has recovered a bit, but his face is still pale, obviously still in a weak state.

Zhou Xing was suddenly embarrassed. In the last competition, he forgot that Mo Hui would have to participate in an assessment today. At this time, she was injured and might be defeated again. Even if the opponent was cruel, maybe she would have to kill her. Catch up.

Although most monks in the ghost world are cruel, and there are few good people, Zhou Xing also didn't want others to die because of himself. He hesitated, and when he flipped his palm, there was a small porcelain bottle in his hand, which contained the top-grade healing medicine, and he pointed. With one shot, the porcelain bottle was shot at Mo Hui.

After Mo Hui caught it, he found it was a healing medicine, and he was taken aback. The expression in Zhou Xing's eyes became complicated.

Zhou Xing didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, and left with everyone.

Twelve people flew fast all the way, and while flying, Elder Wang introduced the general situation of the valley and the various door rules to everyone. Everyone remembered one by one and was happy.

After that, they landed on a mountain. Elder Wang said: "This mountain is called the watershed. Starting from here, you can go to the other four valleys by walking towards the northwest, true north, northeast, and true east. I’ve already said it, now it’s your time to choose. Tell me, where do you want to go?"

"I'm going to Ziwu Valley!"

"I'm going to Fengshen Valley!"

"I'm going to Wangtiangu!"

"I'm going to Blood Yang Valley!"

...

Everyone expressed their opinions, and Elder Wang distributed tokens according to their wishes. When it was finally Zhou Xing’s turn, he pondered for a moment and asked, “Excuse me, the elder, where the technique of puppetmaking is taught in the valley?”

Zhou Xing clearly remembered that during the last death fight with Shangguanfeng, the opponent showed up many high-level battle puppets. Zhou Xing was inconvenient to ask where Shangguanfeng was, so he tried to find the old thief on the pretext of wanting to learn the art of puppetmaking.

Elder Wang said with a smile: "It was the old man who was negligent. I forgot to mention that Blood Yang Valley was originally called Demon Puppet Valley. There are four or five elders in the valley who are good at this technique, but most of them have strange temperaments and rarely accept disciples. They are destined, but they can try."

"Thank you! Then I will choose Blood Yanggu!" Zhou Xing fisted and thanked.

After receiving the identity token belonging to the Blood Yang Valley, Zhou Xing immediately sprinted away, thinking about what to do next along the way, if it was the Shangguanfeng that he had encountered, how to approach him without being seen by him.

After all, this is the territory of Nether Valley. Even if he saw Shangguanfeng, he would not be able to rush to fight with the opponent. Although Shangguanfeng had taken the oath of heaven and earth, not to be an enemy of him, even if he violated the oath, for the old primordial child, It will only be hurt by the vows, and will not die, the price is completely affordable.

What's more, the relationship between Shangguanfeng and Nethergu is close. Even if Shangguanfeng doesn't make a move, other people will not sit idly by. By then, he will be besieged by everyone, and his fate can be imagined.

Half an hour later, Zhou Xing flew into the area of ​​the Blood Yang Valley, and after receiving the disciple to verify his identity token, he gave him a set of Nether Valley disciple's clothes, Zhou Xing immediately changed it, and then he was outside the palace group. In his low-rise house, I found a dilapidated small courtyard and lived in.

Zhou Xing stayed honestly for two days, and then went out and wandered. After careful observation, he found that there were many disciples in the Netherworld Valley, but the management was very lax. Many people clearly violated the rules and even started private fights. Few law enforcement elders appear, it seems that what is truly believed in here is the natural law of the weak.