The road out of the village was damaged, but fortunately, the blessings of the saints greatly improved the physical fitness of everyone.

Everyone also knew in their hearts that this action was about the Mainland Federation and God's Court, and they were all working hard.

With the use of both hands and feet, about two or three minutes of effort, everyone has left the village one after another.

The dense forest is extremely quiet, but lacks the domain suppression of the existence of the monarchy. At this time, the atmosphere in the foggy forest is not as desperate as before.

After the monk pointed out the direction, Song Qingxiao strode forward.

Her speed was so fast, everyone followed her, unimpeded all the way, and encountered no danger.

It wasn't until half an hour later that everyone was far away from Oge Village, and the gloomy feeling came back again.

‘Sss! ’

A faint sound appeared especially clear in the quiet dense forest, and the cultivator's already tense nerves tightened.

He turned his head and tried to find the source of the sound. Before he made a sound, he felt the temperature around him suddenly drop.

In the sound of'click, a lot of frost has condensed on the surface of several nearby trees.

About ten meters away, a black flame snake hung upside down on a low tree was frozen into an ice sculpture, maintaining a head-up posture, and then shattered into ice powder with a ‘clang’ sound, and then dispersed with a light blow by the wind.

The crisis was lifted before it came, and the dense forest was quiet again.

The monk breathed a sigh of relief, and Song Qing kept walking slightly faster than before.

Next, creatures such as snakes, insects, rats, and ants that block the way gradually increased.

But the monk found that with Song Qingxiao, his expression was still calm, as if these dark creatures that were breeding in the darkness were nothing to fear for her!

What happened after that made the monk simply couldn't believe it.

Those dark creatures had not yet approached. Ten meters away from the team, none of them could escape Song Qing's'eyes'. Before they had time to pose for an attack, they all turned into ice sculptures and lost their lives!

The danger gradually increased, but Song Qingxiao, the leader, not only did not stop, on the contrary, the speed was faster.

Wherever she went, ice and snow covered all dangers, and the surging cold current turned her eyes into her eyes.

Every inch of the ice and snow covered the lives of a large number of dark creatures.

"..." The monk looked in a daze, and the situation he had expected of "being blocked by a dark creature, delaying a lot of time" did not happen at all, and everything that happened before him made him couldn't believe his eyes.

Song Qingxiao's speed is so fast that he even needs to trot to keep up with her.

The monk noticed that every step she took, a chill seemed to linger under her feet.

After landing on the toes, a layer of ice spreads around her toes, keeping her within ten feet of her body tightly.

"Be optimistic about the direction and pay attention to giving directions."

Song Qingxiao's indifferent reminder sounded in the monk's ears, and his divergent thinking was immediately pulled back to its original position.

At this moment, he had fallen behind Song Qingxiao by seven or eight paces.

The monk hurried forward, barely following her footsteps, resisting the excitement in his heart, and replied:

"Ok."

As everyone progressed, the number of dark creatures that were frozen around gradually increased. Sometimes the first batch of frozen creatures hadn't broken yet, and the latter batch had already been frozen.

According to the monk's expectation, it would take at least a lot of time to solve these obstacles along the way.

But now it seems that these dark creatures pose no threat at all in front of Song Qingxiao.

She didn't look like she had consumed a lot of magic power, and she didn't even need to chant large and long spells, and use her power to reach the point where she wanted.

If we continue to develop in this way, we only need to feel at ease on the road, and I am afraid that we will be at the magic circle near Fallen Dragon Valley within two hours!

The frost condensing sound of ‘Bah Bah’ was endless, and everyone stepped on the solid ice.

Wherever he went, all kinds of dark creatures were harvested by ice power. From the beginning, the monk was shocked and excited, and gradually got used to it later, and began to concentrate on guiding the way, fearing that it would drag Song Qingxiao.

No. 4 watched the old man trot ‘attentively’ and followed Song Qingxiao’s side, and the smile on his face seemed very ‘flattering’ to him, as if he were a minister.

After about an hour, Song Qingxiao finally stopped.

"Huhu--" The monk ran out of breath.

He is old, and such speed on the road is a great burden to his physical condition. He is a monk of the law system and does not have a strong body like a swordsman. He has been trotting for more than an hour with high intensity, except because In addition to the support of firm beliefs and ideas, he also didn't want to drag his feet, slow down the team's progress, and wasted Song Qingxiao's'magic power'.

Only at this moment, the monk's physical stamina has reached its limit, his throat is smoking, and he feels that his heart is about to jump out of his body along his throat.

"Huh...huh...happened...what happened?"

Song Qingxiao stopped suddenly, thinking that there was a dangerous creature in front of him, he immediately clamped the magic book under his arm and moved his two trembling old legs towards her.

"I think we should be in the Valley of Fallen Dragon." Song Qingxiao didn't look back, but what he said made the monk's spirits refreshed: "Look at the map."

In fact, the monk is guiding the direction all the way, and he probably knows the route.

But when he heard Song Qingxiao say this, he couldn't help his excitement, walked to her side and saw the scene ahead.

There are luxuriant trees in the misty forest, but above this mountain range, there seems to be no grass growing.

She is facing the front, is a winding mountain shadow, rising high until it meets and blends with the night.

Judging from her position, only a rough outline of the mountain range lurking in the shadow can be seen.

The beginning of the mountain range is slightly lower, and the farther back, it grows higher, and the two sides of the mountain wing spread out.

Looking at it from a distance, as if a dragon with open wings was dormant there, looking coldly at the person who came.

And below the valley is a deep pit.

Strangely speaking, this deep pit relies on the mountains. The front end of the bottom of the pit is first a shallow mark, and then spreads back. The huge depressions on both sides spread out, and the mountains with open wings reflect each other. , As the complete imprint of the mountain range carved out by nature's extraordinary craftsmanship.

One's eyes can sweep across the head and wings of the deep pit, but the closer to the center, the deeper the bottom of the pit under the cover of night.

Near the center, the black qi forms a bottomless abyss, as if to swallow the people who are near.

"Falling Dragon Valley!"

This place is so peculiar, it is no wonder Song Qingxiao has never been here before, and is so sure that he has reached the Dragon Mountain Range.

The monk shouted in a low voice, his voice was obviously not loud, but because of the special environment here, it was amplified by a factor of ten.

"Fall... Dragon... Mountain... Valley...!"

"Falling Dragon..."

"...Valley...valley...valley..."

The echo from the bottom of the valley turned back and hit everyone's ears.

The monk's originally kind voice, after it turned into an echo at this time, was a bit strange and numb to the back for no reason.

The calm black air in the abyss was broken by the sound waves of this echo, like a peaceful ancient well, with waves of ripples, and the sound of ‘wa, wa,’ from below.

As if the gift package has been opened, the dark creatures hidden in it have awakened one after another, showing their fangs at the saints who came to the door, and let out a threatening roar.

A pale green mist rushed from the bottom of the abyss, turning into bursts of stench.

The monk turned his head subconsciously to look at Song Qingxiao next to him.

She was still looking at the direction of the abyss, but her expression was calm, her eyes calm, as if she was not afraid of the dark creatures here.

Song Qingxiao's calmness undoubtedly infected the monk and made him feel certain.

According to Song Qingxiao’s previous instructions, he opened the magic map. At this time, the magic map showed the location of the map holder, which overlapped with the prompt of the'fallen dragon mountain range', which indicated that everyone had indeed arrived. The destination.

He stretched out his hand and took out the pocket watch on his chest first, and glanced at the time: "11:15!"

Thanks to Song Qingxiao's lead, everyone seemed to be half an hour ahead of the estimated fastest time. This speed was so fast that the monks were a little suspicious of life.

He turned his head to look at the team behind him, but saw that the believers at this time were all like mules who had gone through a brutal and inhuman journey, and they seemed to foam at their mouths and fall to the ground at any time.

What supported them barely standing at the moment was their fanatical beliefs.

Song Qingxiao’s strength in Oge Village was no less than a miracle. With such a leader, everyone, like the monks, didn’t want to drag her back, so they ran all the way. Even if he is tired, he will never say a word.

After hearing that they had reached the Valley of Falling Dragon, both the saints and believers were greatly relieved at first, and then a weak smile appeared on the green and white faces.

"The magic circle is here."

The monk quickly saw the location of the light spot of the magic circle on the magic map. During this more than an hour, the light of the magic circle was a little dimmer compared to the previous one.

On the reduced map, the light spot of the magic circle coincides with the light spot of the map holder, as if the two are already at the same place.

The old man locked the magic circle, zoomed in on the map of Fallen Dragon Valley, and quickly found the location of the magic circle:

"It's at the bottom of the pit!"

He had a headache, and while speaking, he looked in the direction of the pit.

At this time, the black air in the pit was lingering and mixed with a large amount of green mist that rushed out, and the two turned and revolved to form an incomparably huge vortex. Just looking at it, it seemed that it was about to'suck' people in.

The monk’s spiritual power is very strong and is not affected by the spiritual power here, so he quickly awakened to God and took two steps back:

"There is a problem here."

Once the black energy at the bottom of this pit is activated, it will have a certain amount of mental power control over people.

If it is a person with insufficient mental power, it will be lost in the face of such dark power.

There are many dark creatures at the bottom of the pit, and the breath they exhale is poisonous. This toxin can cause hallucinations and make people comatose.

Aria, the first sub-elf who had an accident in Ogg Village, was probably controlled by this kind of spiritual power and lost his life.

Although he arrived at the destination smoothly earlier than the expected time, the monk felt a headache after finding the magic circle.

Things are a bit tricky, the magic circle is located in the middle of the valley bottom of the Fallen Dragon Mountain Range.

There are probably a lot of dark creatures hiding under the valley. The green miasma alone is deadly, not to mention the number of dark creatures hidden below.

After everyone broke into this place, a large amount of green smoke gushed out of the ground, and the surroundings were smelly.

Finally, everyone who came here out of breath was only "almost" foaming at the mouth, but after smelling the green miasma, someone really started to foam at the mouth, convulsing and falling to the ground. It was very scary. .

"Save people!"

The monk was taken aback and hurriedly said out.

He doesn't need to say any more, the saint has released the Holy Light Shield, enveloped everyone in it, and recites a spell for the poisoned person to restore his life and physical strength.

Seeing the green clouds rolling up, ordinary people didn't dare to stay near here anymore, they all retreated under the cover of the Holy Light Shield.

The monk glanced worriedly at Song Qing who was still standing on the side of the Dragon Mountain Range. She was not affected by the miasma, and the powerful force prevented these evil spirits from approaching her.

But the large force is blocked, even if she can kill the dark creatures in this place, but the poisonous green cloud will not dissipate~lightnovelpub.net~ The power of the saint is not enough to protect everyone from rushing into the poisonous cloud. Among them, enter the magic circle safely.

"It's better to rest for a while."

The monk made a suggestion.

Everyone has reached their limits in terms of mental and physical strength. Anyway, the time is earlier than expected, which can give everyone a short rest and let the saint restore some physical strength for them to cope with the next journey.

Edward and the others nodded, and the monk signaled the swordsman to go to Song Qingxiao's side to inform her of the news and listen to her suggestions.

Compared with the weak physical abilities of the monks of the law system, the swordsman's body is obviously much stronger. He has a firm will and can travel smoothly under the poisonous cloud, so he went to report the letter.

When the swordsman sitting on the ground heard the monk's words, he immediately lifted the giant sword inserted in front of him and walked out of the encirclement of the Holy Light Shield.

"Rodno said, let's take a short break, just in time for everyone to regain some strength."

He came to Song Qingxiao's side and relayed the monk's words.

Song Qing looked back at the monk, his face was sad, but when he saw her turning around, he still subconsciously showed a soothing smile, seeming to want her to feel relieved.

"can."

Song Qing simply sat cross-legged, and No.4 squatted beside her, staring at the swordsman's gaze, as if he was watching a lamb screaming at the door.

"It just so happens that I also have something to ask you." After Song Qing's novel, the swordsman thrust the giant sword into the ground and sat down on the ground, seeming not to resist Song Qing's purpose.

"Your strength seems to be a little weak." It doesn't match the rumored power that drove out the evil dragon with the two great sages.

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