I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

Yanse came to the secluded room of the pavilion and found Qin Feng who was drawing the formation.

"The saintess of Yaochi and the Buddha of Lingshan have both entered the Hell Mountain Range, should we go in?" Yanse couldn't help asking.

"Don't worry, even if there is really a big opportunity in it, it won't be found so quickly."

Qin Feng said calmly: "Only if you are fully prepared can you be safe."

The situation in the Hell Mountain Range is bound to be very complicated, and after he enters the mountain range, he may have to conduct a deduction, so he must describe the formation in advance to assist in the deduction.

Yanse nodded, and felt that what Qin Feng said made sense, so she didn't say anything, and continued to wait.

In the blink of an eye, it was already night, and the sky continued to have rays of light coming from a distance, passing over the ruined ancient city, and entering the Hell Mountain Range.

The Saintess of Xianyao Ridge, the Sixth Prince of Gu Gan, and the Sword Master of the Excalibur Sect... have appeared one after another, which has already made many monks in the city boil. No matter what dangers there are in the mountains, they will go to break through.

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In the middle of the night, in the sky, the bright moon hangs high, and the stars twinkle, like pieces of gold sprinkled on the sky.

Qin Feng, who had been in the pavilion all the time, drawing various formations, came out.

"Are you ready?" Tang Rui asked immediately.

Qiu Ye's gaze also looked at Qin Feng.

"It's almost there. I have prepared hundreds of millions of formations, which should be enough in this hell mountain range." Qin Feng said slowly.

"Then let's go too!" Tang Rui also showed joy and said impatiently.

Afterwards, the three of them headed towards the Hell Mountain Range.

After leaving the city, Qiuye held the ancient purple-gold mace in her hand. She felt that the Hell Mountain Range was very strange, and she might be in danger at some point.

It didn't take long for Qin Feng and the others to arrive at the entrance of the Hell Mountain Range. This place looked like a demon's mouth wide open, and it was extremely terrifying.

Moreover, there is also the sound of monks screaming, coming from this "bloody mouth", which adds to the terrifying atmosphere.

"In this mountain range, there must be a passage leading to the underworld!" Tang Rui couldn't help but said as he looked at the scene in front of him.

"Go in and have a look." Qin Feng said calmly.

They didn't stay here, they stepped in and entered the Hell Mountain Range.

In this mountain range, there are endless towering ancient trees everywhere, each of which is almost a thousand feet tall. The huge tree crowns cover the sky, and the sunlight cannot enter at all.

Even during the day, there is no difference between here and night.

Moreover, not only spiritual energy is thin in the world, but even demonic energy is very scarce. Most of them are cold dead energy, and special pills must be taken to prevent the dead energy from entering the body.

"Wh...wh..."

Walking in the Hell Mountain Range, one can clearly feel the chilly wind blowing here, making people shudder.

Faintly, there was also the sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves, coming from nowhere.

Tang Rui approached Qin Feng unconsciously, while Qiu Ye was more vigilant, ready to strike at any time.

As for Qin Feng, he has always been vigilant, and his powerful spiritual consciousness spreads out to detect every move around him, and he can detect the slightest disturbance.

Next, the three of them walked all the way, and after only three or four miles, they saw the corpses of several monks, some of which were intact, but their spiritual consciousness had already collapsed, and their faces were distorted with fear.

And some of them seemed to be torn to pieces by some ferocious beast.

Qin Feng inspected the corpses with his divine pupils, and found that the wounds were filled with astonishing death aura, and it seemed that they were killed by creatures with overwhelming death aura.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

At this time, behind the bushes not far away, there was suddenly the sound of footsteps.

And it's not just one person's footsteps, it's more like a team, dull and weird.

"Is someone unable to bear it and is about to leave the mountains?" Tang Rui looked in the direction of the voice.

"Why can't I detect the slightest breath fluctuation..." Qin Feng looked at the direction from which the voice came from, and asked with some doubts.

If it weren't for the sound of walking, he wouldn't even be aware that there was a procession there.

"Sa... Sa..." At this moment, as the bushes trembled, that team appeared in front of Qin Feng and the others.

Yin soldiers!A group of Yin soldiers, carrying the bronze coffin, are moving forward.

All of them were deathly angry, with pale faces, as if they had walked out of the underworld, with white paper money floating above their heads.

It looked exactly the same as the team of mercenaries who went to the ruined ancient city last night.

The direction of this team was parallel to Qin Feng's and the others, five or six feet away, so close that even the pale face of the Yin soldier could be seen clearly.

"Yeah!" Tang Rui was so startled that he swears.

He never expected that the voice just now was a team of Yin soldiers approaching.

"These Yin soldiers are the same as the Yin soldiers who headed towards the ruined ancient city before, and none of them have any aura fluctuations. Could it be a phantom reflected by the laws of the chaotic world?" Qiu Ye couldn't help but ask.

She has the strength of the third level of the Martial Extreme Realm, and her spiritual consciousness is strong, but she can't detect any breath fluctuations from these Yin soldiers.

"Buzz...buzz..."

Qin Feng looked into the system space, and found that the thousand-year-old mahogany sword inside was trembling extremely violently, and the sound of Taoism was faintly resounding.

But at this moment, those Yin soldiers who were advancing suddenly turned their heads sharply, and locked their eyes on Qin Feng, Qiu Ye and others.

This terrifying scene shocked Tang Rui and Qiu Ye, who were originally puzzled, and their hearts almost stopped suddenly.

If these Yin soldiers are ancient phantoms reflected, how can they be seen?

Just when the two were shocked, the group of Yin soldiers suddenly let out piercing screams, and immediately rushed towards them, each one of them looked like ghosts.

"not good!"

Although Qiuye couldn't sense the aura of these Yin soldiers, but now that these Yin soldiers had been killed, she also realized that these Yin soldiers were not phantoms reflected, and directly sacrificed the ancient purple gold mace in her hand.

"Boom boom..."

After all, the ancient Zijin mace is an awakened nirvana spiritual weapon, with a terrifying aura. Wherever it passes along the way, the void collapses, threatening to destroy everything.

However, what happened next shocked Qiuye even more.

"Shh!"

The moment the purple gold ancient mace touched the Yin soldiers, it didn't kill them. Instead, it passed through their bodies, as if passing through a piece of empty air.

"What!" Tang Rui's face was filled with horror.

Unexpectedly, the Nirvana spirit weapon could not harm these Yin soldiers at all.

Those Yin soldiers seemed to have a little wisdom, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in their eyes, and then let out an even more piercing and strange roar, and continued to kill them.