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"Come on, let's go over now and dig out the body of that old thief Hongjun."

"Tear off the hypocritical mask of old thief Hongjun!"

Zhu Rong Zuwu said.

"Ah."

The rest of the ancestral witches also nodded when they heard the words, thinking it made sense.

Although Luo Hu's strength may be very strong, he is in the realm of quasi-sage Dzogchen.

However, the power of Pan Gu's avatar summoned by the Twelve Ancestral Witches surpassed that of the quasi-sage Dzogchen. If there was a fight, it would be enough to suppress the opponent.

"it is good."

Ye Feng nodded, thinking it was okay.

Although he can answer questions through the system of the whole prehistoric world 3 years later, to expose the relationship between Hongjun and Luo Hu.

But it would obviously be a better choice if he could directly suppress or even kill Luo Hu and win the Sky Burial Coffin.

Moreover, Hongjun can use the excuse of God's virtue to prevent himself from fighting the monster clan.

But if the Wu Clan were to deal with the notorious Rahu, he would have no excuse to intervene.

With a wave of Di Jiang's hand, he directly opened the passage of the Void Gate.

The chaotic mist surged in the gate of the void, and the space lines spread all over.

From this end, one can vaguely see the appearance of Yinshan Mountain.

"I can't go out! I can't go out!"

"I'm here from now on, I'm not going anywhere!"

Ran Deng, who was still very calm, suddenly became excited and yelled.

If Hongjun sensed that the Twelve Ancestral Witch brought him to Yinshan Mountain, he would know that he was the one who informed him.

At that time, Hongjun will definitely kill him directly.

"Don't want to go? Hey, I can't tolerate you!"

Zhu Rong's ancestor witch chuckled, and directly held the precious jade that sealed the Taoist burning lamp with both hands, and walked into the gate of the void.

Seeing this, Ye Feng didn't stop him.

Although Ran Deng did confirm the conjecture in his heart.

But this can't change the fact that the opponent wanted to kill him earlier.

Ye Feng has never been soft on those who have killed him.

If Ran Deng was really killed by Hongjun, he would be killed.

If Ye Feng could live to let the ancestral witches suppress Luo Hu, Ye Feng might consider setting off a lamp as a way of life if he was in a good mood.

After Zhu Rong Zuwu walked into the gate of the void, Ye Feng and others also filed in and disappeared inside.

The next moment, through the gate of void, everyone came to Yinshan in the prehistoric world.

Yinshan Mountain is not well-known in the prehistoric world, but it is also hundreds of millions of feet high.

The whole body of Yinshan Mountain is dark and bare, not even a single plant.

Moreover, it is surrounded by layers of black mist all year round.

If this mist is absorbed into the body by living beings, it will destroy the vitality in the body.

In addition, there is not even a single spiritual herb, elixir, or spiritual root here in Yinshan, and naturally no monks will come here when they are full.

The Yinshan Mountain, which is billions of feet high, stands between the sky and the earth. It is gloomy, and the surrounding area is very quiet, not even the sound of any birds or insects, which is creepy.

Generally speaking, even monks in the realm of Jinxian and Taiyi Jinxian would not want to come here.

But the ancestral witches are physically strong, comparable to the best innate spirit treasures, and they are safe and sound even if they go to the chaotic world.

Therefore, they were not worried, and continued to walk forward through the black mist carelessly.

"Ran Deng, where is the location of the sky burial coffin?"

Zhu Rong asked.

After Ran Deng found out that he had left Buzhou Mountain, he was almost scared out of his wits.

Even if there is only one true spirit left, Ye Feng can still see the extreme fear in his heart.

Facing Zhu Rong's question, Ran Deng didn't seem to hear it, and his expression was dim, as if he had given up struggling and was waiting to die.

"Say it! If you don't say it, I will burn you with real fire now!"

Zhu Rong Zuwu scolded viciously.

"On the top of the mountain."

Under the threat of Zhu Rong Zuwu, Ran Deng spoke, with an expression of lovelessness.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches flew directly to the top of the mountain.

But the mountain top is also extremely wide, and the black mist shrouds it, which seriously affects the perception of the ancestor witches.

He didn't even perceive anything even if Houtu had the primordial spirit and divine sense.

As a result, the Twelve Ancestral Witches could only walk forward in the black mist, searching for the location of the burial coffin.

Half an hour passed, and the ancestral witches searched the top of the Yin Mountain, but they still didn't find the sky burial coffin.

Zhu Rong Zuwu was about to threaten Ran Deng again.

Suddenly, a blood-red ray of light suddenly appeared from the black mist, and shot towards Zurong Zhurong with incomparable speed.

As soon as the ancestral witches reacted, the precious jade in the hands of Zhu Rong's ancestral witch exploded instantly.

Daoist Randeng didn't even utter a scream, and he just went cold.

"Rahu!"

Dijiang Zuwu let out a loud shout, and immediately cast the power of the law of space, completely imprisoning the entire nearby space.

Zhu Jiuyin also activated the power of the law of time, delaying Luo Hu's reaction time.

"Go!"

Just when the Twelve Ancestral Witches wanted to form a large array of Dutian Shensha and summon Pangu's real body.

But he found that Luo Hu directly broke through all the restrictions, and disappeared in Yinshan in an instant, and he didn't know where he went.

"Dry!"

Zhu Rong Zuwu roared, feeling very upset.

The rest of the ancestral witches also had some palpitations.

Because the blood-red divine light just now is very terrifying and powerful, enough to obliterate any strong person in the quasi-sage peak realm.

But fortunately, Luo Hu only smashed the precious jade that sealed the Taoist burning lamp.

"As Hongjun's dismembered corpse, Luo Hu dare not kill our witch clan."

"Otherwise, once karma is contaminated, even Tiandao would not dare to ask him to be the spokesperson of Tiandao."

Ye Feng said.

Luo Hu's strength is so strong, if it puts the ancestor witches in danger, Ye Feng will not let them come.

"Ran Deng didn't lie to us, Luo Hu's burial coffin should be nearby."

"Look again."

Ye Feng said seriously.

He had an intuition that the burial coffin must contain the real big secret.

If some clues can be found, with the power of Zhu Jiuyin's time law, it may be possible to reshape the previous picture and get the truth.

"it is good."

The Twelve Ancestral Witches nodded.

"Senior World Master" should be guiding Ye Feng again.

Chapter 107 The Secret of the Sky Burial Coffin

The ancestral witches searched for several hours on the top of the Yin Mountain.

In the end, Houtu Zuwu, who possessed the primordial spirit and divine consciousness, still sensed the clue.

Houtu led the crowd to a huge rock on the top of Yinshan Mountain.

Then, she poured divine power into it.

Immediately afterwards, a large blood-red formation suddenly appeared, enveloping the twelve ancestor witches.

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches immediately became vigilant, ready to summon the Great Formation of Dutian Shensha at any time.

But this big red formation is not an attack formation, but a teleportation formation.

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches appeared in a cave inside Yinshan Mountain.

The cave doesn't look that big, it's only a few hundred feet square, and it's very dilapidated, as if there were traces of an explosion.

"This cave originally contained heaven and earth, but when Luo Hu left, it seemed that everything in the cave was destroyed."

Di Jiang pointed to the incomplete pattern on the wall and said.

"It seems that Luo Hu is obviously hiding some secret."

Zhu Rong said.

"Let me try to restore time."

Zhu Jiuyin said.

"it is good."

Everyone nodded and retreated behind Zhu Jiuyin.

With a roar, Zhu Jiuyin transformed into his own ancestor witch's real body, a huge red dragon.

However, in this narrow space, Zhu Jiuyin also compressed her body.

Then, a hazy light radiated from Zhu Jiuyin's body, and a mighty and powerful divine power began to surge.

Dense green time streaks emerged from his body, along the dragon's body, and gathered between his eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, there was a gap between Zhu Jiuyin's eyebrows, revealing a huge vertical pupil.

This vertical pupil is Zhu Jiuyin's talent: the eye of time.

In the myths and legends that Ye Feng remembered in his previous life, Zhu Jiuyin was a terrifying existence who opened his eyes for day and closed his eyes for night.

The vertical pupils opened, and an incomparably complicated circular formation was imprinted in the air.

This large formation is formed by the convergence of hundreds of millions of time patterns, and its appearance is a bit like a clock in Ye Feng's previous memory.

Under the full force of Zhu Jiuyin, the formation began to rotate gradually.

With the rotation of the time formation, the cave in front of everyone has also changed.

Those broken caves began to recover gradually, and the stones that fell on the ground were glued back together again.

The dao pattern that was erased also showed its original appearance again.

Even, even the original small world in this cave has gradually recovered.

"Is this the law of time?"

Looking at this scene, Ye Feng was shocked.

Among the three thousand avenues, the strength is the highest, the space is not out, time is king, and fate is respected.

The power of the law of time is indeed a very powerful power of the origin of the universe.

In fact, the law of strength is supreme because the master of Pan Gu is the law of strength.

The Great God Pan Gu beheaded three thousand Chaos Demon Gods in one battle, so he also had the law of strength, which is the origin of the first of the three thousand ways.