Chapter 1147: Valley of death

The first thousand and forty-eight chapters of the valley of death

"I tried my best to still hurt you seriously. If I inform the ancestors of the gods, are you the opponent of the two of us?"

Yuri sneered coldly.

After that, Yuri's eyes seemed to pierce Zhuo Bufan with the cold light of two sharp swords.

Zhuo Bufan's expression remained calm, without joy or worry.

"Mr. Yuri, if we fight to life and death, don't we let the ancestors of the gods take advantage of the futility? I think he will destroy you in addition to destroying me." Zhuo Bufan cracked his mouth and laughed.

In fact, the truth is very simple. Both the Alliance of Supernaturalists and the Gate of Gods are superpowers in the Americas, and the two must be in contention.

"Then what do you want to do?"

Yuri squeezed his fists, his bones creaked, and he glared at him. It was obvious that Zhuo Bufan had guessed it. The relationship between the Alliance of Supernaturalists and the God Gate is not very good.

Because what Zhuo Bufan said is true, if he and Zhuo Bufan fight, the two are seriously injured, the ancestor of the gods will not let go of this opportunity, kill himself, the gods will become the most powerful existence.

"I want to cooperate with Mr. Yuli and go to the ancient battlefield ruins together." Zhuo Bufan said lightly.

"Come with me to the ruins of the ancient battlefield?"

Yuri was stunned for a moment, and he didn't believe Zhuo Bufan's words.

After all, there are a lot of treasures in the ruins of the ancient battlefield, Zhuo Bufan finally got the keys, why should he invite himself to go?

"Mr. Yuri and I tell the truth. I want to join forces with Mr. Yuri to check and balance the ancestors of the gods. On the other hand, I believe that there should be many strong people in the dark world in the West who are staring at the ancient battlefield ruins. If we join hands, I believe that not many people dare to come and grab us." Zhuo Bufan said.

Yuri hesitated for a moment, then suddenly raised his head, looking at Zhuo Bufan, his eyes flickered, as if he wanted to see through Zhuo Bufan's mind.

"Mr. Yuri, think about it. After all, the key is in my hand."

Zhuo Bufan continued.

"Okay, I promise you." Yuri gritted his teeth and said.

"Three days later, we set off to the Valley of Death." Zhuo Bufan cracked his mouth and smiled.

After Yuri finished speaking, he flicked his wings and thunder wings, violently ripped the air, and flew towards the distance of the sky, drifting away.

Zhuo Bufan slowly fell under the castle, a faint smile on his mouth.

"Second Young Master, why do you want to cooperate with Yuri, this is an old fox, definitely..." Joe said excitedly.

Zhuo Bufan laughed and said: "Of course I know that he doesn't really want to cooperate with me, but there must be grievances between him and the ancestors of the gods. My current strength is not enough to deal with them both at once. I want to open the ancient battlefield ruins. Can choose to work with them."

"But, if he reaches the Valley of Death, will he join forces with the ancestor of the gods?" Kenneth worried.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said: "Unless he is a fool, as long as they dare to attack me, I will definitely do my best to hurt him seriously. When the time comes, the ancestor of the gods will not let him go, and I have a trick to save my life."

A confident smile appeared on Zhuo Bufan's face. After fusing with the Blood Demon King Emperor last time, Zhuo Bufan's speed burst out to reach five times the speed of sound, and even the ancestor of the gods could not catch him.

"There are still three days left. You are guarding the law in the castle. I'm preparing for it."

Zhuo Bufan ordered.

"Yes, the second master."

Kenneth and Joe nodded respectfully.

Zhuo Bufan is now not afraid of the dangers of the ancestors of the gods and Yuri. If the three of them open the ancient battlefield ruins together, even the powerhouses of the western dark world who covet the ancient battlefield ruins will have to weigh a bit.

It's just about the situation in the ancient battlefield ruins, Zhuo Bufan still doesn't know, he must take advantage of these three days to make good preparations, Zhuo Bufan doesn't want to enter the ancient battlefield ruins and then fall into trouble.

While practicing the power of digestion and the fusion of the Blood Demon King Emperor, Zhuo Bufan ordered Joe and Kenneth to buy some jade and metal materials.

These jade stones, Zhuo Bufan was going to make a batch of magical tools to wear on him, and he was prepared for it. Metal made a dagger and a few willow blades to wear with him.

Three days passed in a flash.

In the morning, the sun is gentle, like a lover's hand brushing his face.

Zhuo Bufan, Joe and Kenneth turned into three figures and flew out of the castle, heading towards the valley of death.

Death Valley, located in the Vehara Desert.

According to legend, anyone who walks into the valley of death will not walk out alive. The place is weird, dangerous, and full of unknowns, making martial arts adventurers shy away from it.

To the top powerhouses in the West, the legends about ancient battlefield sites are no secret, and even most people know about the existence of ancient battlefield sites.

Especially Zhuo Bufan recently appeared in the Western world and immediately attracted the attention of many powerful people.

At this time, dozens of miles away from the valley of death, there are already many strong people standing in the air, or found a rock sitting on a rock, but no one dared to approach the valley of death.

In the closest place to the Valley of Death, there was only a bald old man in a black robe sitting crouched in the sky, exuding a powerful pressure, so that the strong did not dare to approach.

"Is that the ancestor of the gods? It is such a powerful blood energy that makes people scared to be so far away."

"Yes, he is there, who dares to approach the valley of death."

"We have been waiting here for three days. I wonder if the second young master will come?"

On the martial arts forum, I don’t know who posted the news that the ancestors of the gods were waiting for Zhuo Bufan in the valley of death, which caused a large number of powerhouses in the dark world to come and watch.

Everyone knows that about the ancient battlefield ruins, they thought that their strength could not be robbed, but the enmity between the ancestors of the gods and the two young men attracted them, and wanted to see the battle between two peerless powerhouses.

After all, the most popular person on the martial arts forum is the second young man from Lan Guo, whose worth once exceeded 200 billion yuan. You must know that the richest man in some provinces is worth that.

A hundred miles away from the valley of death.

The three figures are flying at the speed of sound, Zhuo Bufan has a leisurely look. After all, the speed of the speed of sound is not fast for him. Joe can do his best to achieve it, but Kenneth's strength is relatively weak and he starts to fly. It's more strenuous.

"Mr. Yuri."

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Zhuo Bufan's mouth.

In the distance, a golden light instantly, from far to near, quickly reached about 500 meters near Zhuo Bufan, it was Yuri with a pair of thunder and lightning wings behind him.

"Hmph, I hope you better not deceive me." Yuri snorted coldly.

Zhuo Bufan didn't speak, as long as he cooperated with Yuri to check and balance the ancestors of the gods, then entering the ancient battlefield ruins is a very easy thing.

"Grandpa, what are you taking me here to see?"

Over the Valley of Death, several helicopters hovered at high altitude, and the huge propellers made a rattling sound, blowing the surrounding yellow sand.

In a helicopter, equipped with leather sofas, red wine and video monitors, a girl in her early twenties frowned and asked.

The girl has a pair of blue eyes, long black hair, and the white skin exposed on her neck is like winter snow, as magnificent as ice crystals, beautiful and stunning.

"Take you to see the real powerhouse." Beside the girl, there is a foreign old man with white hair and bald head with reading glasses on his face.

"True strong, aren't there many powerful people in our family?" The girl frowned and asked puzzledly.