It is considered an extremely ominous place by the locals, and it is said that those who go there will be infected with a kind of bad luck.

When you are alive, everything goes wrong and disasters continue.

If you die, you will become a lonely ghost and suffer from hunger, thirst and wandering.

Therefore, there is no one in Weeping Blood Valley all year round, and not even a passerby can be found.

But today, a young man in white stepped into the Valley of Weeping Blood with firm steps.

This young man is naturally Lin Zhanqing, who came here in a crazy way.

Lin Zhanqing's white clothes had become covered with dust and had big holes in several places.

Lin Zhanqing didn't care about her appearance at all. She just walked resolutely towards the depths of the Crying Blood Valley.

Lin Zhanqing recalled the news she had learned along the way.

"The place in Weeping Blood Valley used to be quite nice, with lush vegetation and pleasant scenery. But for some reason, a massacre occurred more than ten years ago. After that, it became barren of grass and filled with blood mist all year round."

"It is said that two big demons who endangered the entire martial arts world carried out brutal and inhumane massacres here."

"Thirty to forty percent of the masters in the entire martial arts world died in the hands of those two demons. Alas! Damned demons! What a crime!"

"I wonder what kind of devil can be so vicious?"

"It is said that the two demons back then had fangs in their mouths and horns on their heads. Not to mention people, even ghosts were afraid of them."

"If hundreds of martial arts masters hadn't risked their lives to kill those two demons, how many people would have been slaughtered by these two demons?"

"Will the whole world still be harmed by two demons?"

"It is said that the ghosts of the two demons from back then are still there even after their death, and they continue to cause trouble in the world."

"Our people from hundreds of miles around paid for hundreds of monks and Taoist priests, and they performed rituals for seven or forty-nine days before the ghosts of the two demons were suppressed and eliminated."

"According to the monks and Taoists at that time, the souls of the two demons were mortgaged in the Nine Netherworld Sea and will never be reincarnated."

The deeper Lin Zhanqing went, the more clearly he saw.

Everything you see is white bones, and they are all broken bones.

Almost no complete skeletons can be found.

Lin Zhanqing burst into tears and shouted crazily:

"It's actually true?"

"Why is it true?"

"How could it be true?"

"Who can tell me why this is true?"

Lin Zhanqing looked crazy, completely losing consciousness and letting his body act naturally.

Lin Zhanqing's body was punching involuntarily.

Dozens of punches followed, the first few punches were like the wind.

Strong winds surged between heaven and earth.

Lin Zhanqing punched out, and there was a roaring sound, a giant wind that reached the sky and the earth.

The strong wind surged up and down, tossed left and right, and then swirled to form a tornado, raging across the world.

The already ruined bones were crushed into pieces.

After the first few punches were like wind, all the subsequent punches turned into thunder.

A series of crazy thunders formed into one, like thunder light and thunder curtain.

The blood in this world was instantly wiped away by this curtain of thunder and light.

Lei Guang Lei Mu is extremely violent and ruthless in this world.

The white bones that were almost in pieces on the ground were completely blasted into dust.

Even the purple-red soil on the ground was bombarded by the thunder curtain, and white dust and smoke continued to rise, and the blood stains in the soil were gradually cleared away.

Lin Zhanqing's consciousness completely lost its function, but she still cried loudly and kept shouting,

"Why is it true? Why?"

Lin Zhanqing lost her strength and let herself lie on the ground.

I don't know how long I lay there, but I slowly stood up, my eyes ashen as death. I didn't know where I was going.

…

Half a month later, when Han Molin and Dongfang Wan arrived here, Lin Zhanqing had already disappeared.

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