At night, the moonlight is dim, and the dark clouds are faintly drifting, which makes people have a bad premonition.

In the woods far away from the Coffin Mountain Ridge, when the night fog was getting heavier and heavier, Ji Fan took out two sharp purple lion teeth and covered them in his wide-sleeved robe.

"Boom!"

It was only the night before that the thunder of the explosion fell with the pouring rain.

The rain hits the grass and trees, and the noise disturbs people's minds and makes people even more nervous.

"It's good not to enter the coffin mountain during the day, there is nowhere to go at night!" Ji Fan's ears moved slightly, and his eyes were glowing with nightlight.

After all, it has only been a day since the yin qi covered the sky, especially in a place like Coffin Mountain, which inevitably makes Ji Fan mind.

"Huh?"

At this time, Ji Fan found that the people who were closer to the Coffin Mountain Ridge had already begun to enter the Chongshan Mountain.

In Ji Fan's cognition, the excavation is mostly carried out during the day, not only the line of sight is better, but the yin qi is not as heavy as the night.

"Could it be that these people are waiting for the night?" Ji Fan was somewhat unexpected, but he still approached the Coffin Mountain Ridge.

The people who entered the Coffin Mountain Range were all very fast in the air, and they no longer stayed in the mountains and forests, so Ji Fan was not sure whether the movement of these people was because of the night or the rain.

The strong men of all forces entered the Coffin Mountain Ridge, but Ji Fan did not see the people of the Coffin Mountain Sect to stop them.

This time, Ji Fan entered the Coffin Mountain Ridge after some strong people, and it was quite smooth, although he was hiding from people behind, but he finally saw the strange Coffin Mountain with his own eyes.

In a hollow place in the middle of the mountains, a mountain peak is like a coffin inserted diagonally into the ground, and the vegetation growing on and around the mountain is not quite the same as other places, there is no sense of verdant, but it is all dead black.

Under the trees in the mountains, the black flowers, like the connection on the other side of the Lethe River, are as black as ink.

"The other side of the flower. ”

The place where Ji Fan has seen the most such flowers is in Wollongong, in the Hundred Tombs Mountains of Cangluan Prefecture, but those flowers on the other side are red.

Some people say that this flower of death paves the way to hell, and others say that the fragrance of the flower on the other side has magical power and can evoke the memory of the deceased during his lifetime.

Regardless of what is going on with these flowers growing in and around Coffin Mountain, it doesn't feel good to be dead and black.

In addition to the flowers on the other side, what made Ji Fan more concerned was the tree of death that grew in Coffin Mountain.

The humanoid cocoons formed by the pitch-black tree body are as if a dead person will break out of the cocoon at any moment.

The Tree of Death, although Ji Fan once got it, it was only one, but there were too many Trees of Death inside and outside this Coffin Mountain to count.

"Sure enough, as rumored, these trees of death grew quite large. Ji Fan secretly sighed in his heart.

"The fate of this coffin mountain, we want it in the immortal realm, please let it go. "A man who stepped on a flying sword with a lot of immortal cultivation.

"Joke, let's just say that all the chances in the Spirit Ruins Realm are in your Immortal Realm, if you want to let it, do we have to let it in the Red Moon?" said a woman wearing a red moon embroidered brocade robe, smiling.

"I didn't expect that after the outbreak of the reincarnation yin qi, so many people gathered in the Coffin Mountain Ridge, it seems that everyone can only rely on their own abilities. An eerie old man smiled at the monks in mid-air.

"We Red Moon don't have any opinions. ”

The young man with a blood-colored axe in one hand and a shield in the other smiled faintly in the face of the gloomy old man's gaze.

As far as Ji Fan knew, Red Moon was a well-known cultivation organization, gathering some very powerful powerhouses, and this cultivation organization was even active in the four seas of Kyushu in the Spirit Ruins Realm, far from being comparable to the previous Sen Luo Dao.

"It's pretty strong. ”

Seeing that among the group of people led by the young man with an axe, most of them were female monks, and they were all relatively beautiful, Ji Fan roughly estimated it.

Different from some cultivation organizations in the Spirit Ruins Realm, some of the monks in this red moon have already broken through to the level of immortal cultivation, and they are not much more reckless than the immortal cultivators who have descended.

"It's still too tender, though. ”

Looking at the confident expressions of the many female cultivators of the so-called Red Moon Organization, Ji Fan smiled secretly, and almost covered his mouth with hungry saliva.

In Ji Fan's opinion, combat is mostly suitable for male monks, and even if women have strength, they are only suitable for dealing with some relatively weak enemies.

These women in the Red Moon Cultivation Organization all seem to be very strong, and they are quite proud, and they are good targets for Ji Fan to slaughter.

"If it weren't for the young man in the lead, these women wouldn't be able to do it, and they would be staring at them. Ji Fan swallowed his saliva vaguely, feeling that his opportunity had come.

On such an occasion at the moment, the female monk who came out indiscriminately made Ji Fan quite excited, and the enemy was not strong, so he could only find the stupidest one.

In the heavy rain, Ji Fan used the mysterious power of the Buddha face hidden in the sea of Lingyu Consciousness to secretly absorb the breath of the powerful people of all parties.

"Enter!"

The man who stepped on the flying sword in the Immortal Realm summoned the immortal cultivators of his own forces, and he had already thrown himself into the coffin mountain.

It's not just the immortal cultivators in the immortal realm, in Ji Fan's secret attention, the power of the immortal cultivators must be more than ten ways, and this is not counting the immortal cultivators and spiritual cultivators who act alone.

In the rain, the cocoons of those trees of death are still stable, and the monks from all walks of life who enter the coffin mountain are also careful not to touch the tree of death, and they have stood in the sea of flowers on the other side.

Although Ji Fan felt that the Tree of Death could not be touched, he still vaguely wanted to keep up with the people of the Red Moon Cultivation Organization.

"What do you want to do?"

Just as Ji Fan wanted to enter the mountain from the southeast of the coffin mountain, two men and women who seemed to be young stopped him in mid-air.

"The Coffin Mountain is about to be opened, and I want to follow the Red Moon into it to see if there may be any chance. Ji Fan said it bluntly, with the meaning of enjoying the shade under the big tree.

"There's still a chance if you leave now. ”

The young girl's laughter is threatening.

"Get out. ”

The young man with the sword didn't have good words, but just gave Ji Fan a word.

"Two people?"

Ji Fan retreated, estimating the cultivation of the life and death realm of this seemingly young man and woman.

"Whew!"

In the distance, someone blew a finger-long bone whistle, and the voice was low and calm, echoing around the coffin mountain, and when many people reacted, the masked man who whistled disappeared invisibly.

"Sure enough!"

Ji Fan felt that there would be changes, after all, everyone's thoughts were different.

There are times when the human heart is more terrible than a place of danger.

"Don't move. ”

The forces of all parties who entered the Coffin Mountain were in a panic, and the young man with an axe at the head of the Red Moon Cultivation Organization stood in the sea of flowers on the other side and said to a group of women who seemed to be quite strong.

"Do you rely on this strange sea of flowers on the other side to enter the Coffin Mountain?" Ji Fan discovered that the person standing in the flowers on the other side would be spread and grown by the dark flowers on the other side, and there was a tendency to submerge the body.

"Click!"

Affected by the sound of the bone whistle, the humanoid cocoons of the Trees of Death also began to crack, exuding a rich yin qi.

"The whistle-blowing man is really ruthless, trying to trap and kill the monks who entered the coffin mountain from all sides. Although Ji Fan thought so, he quickly found a place where there were no monks on the other side of the flowers.

Unable to keep up with the people of the Red Moon Cultivation Organization for the time being, Ji Fan could only retreat to the second best thing and enter the Coffin Mountain first before talking about anything else, otherwise it would be even more difficult to enter the Coffin Mountain when the dead born by the Tree of Death broke out of their cocoons one after another.

Previously, Ji Fan wanted to keep up with the people of the Red Moon Organization, and he was already prepared for changes, so that he could take advantage of the chaos to riot and kill people.

Ji Fan stood on the flowers on the other side, not only paying attention to the situation of the Tree of Death, but also cautious about the monks of all forces.

Seeing the cocoon on a stout tree of death not far away, a sharp claw broke out of the cocoon, and Ji Fan looked at the black flower on the other side with no legs.

After watching the classics before, Ji Fan learned that the reason why Coffin Mountain is difficult to be broken is that there are many trees of death, and the second is that there are vain attacks and spells.

A powerful attack on Coffin Mountain is like sinking into an illusory mountain.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

In the coffin mountain, there are already dead people who have broken out of the cocoon, and they are fighting with the monks who entered the coffin mountain.

"Quick. ”

Standing in shape to adjust his breath, Ji Fan, who did not resist the growth and spread of flowers on the other side, found that a clawed dead man was staring at him, and he couldn't help but say silently anxiously.

Gradually, Ji Fan, who was wrapped in flowers on the other side, began to sink down the mountain, and in the heavy rain, the dead no longer stared at those who were drowned by the flowers on the other side.

"Wow!"

The flowers on the other side are in full bloom on the stone wall of the mountain cemetery, and Ji Fan, who was sent out by the flowers on the other side, perceives the changes, although he is nervous, he is not flustered.

"Stone Road?"

Ji Fan's figure floated in the air in the stone path, and he opened his mouth and vomited out a Fajie jar.

Opening the jar, Ji Fan made a handprint of the Heaven Devouring Sutra: "Worm Worm Technique." ”

"Whew!"

The sound of the numb worm sounded in the jar, and soon spread out, and the black food damage crawled all over Ji Fan's body, and the two porters bit each other, forming an extremely hideous insect beetle.

The black food damage is an ancient worm, it has nothing to eat, plus the scale armor of the insect body, the defense is also extremely strong, with it turned into an insect beetle, Ji Fan is in the coffin mountain, enough to face some dangers.

At this time, if someone saw Ji Fan, who had used the black food damage to form an insect beetle, he was afraid that he would be frightened by his hideous figure.

The black food damage formed into insect beetles, and the insect body was not enlarged, this is because in the past hundred years, these black food losses have not only reached the level of twelfth-level spirit insects, but also split three times, and each division will double the number of black food losses.

At this time, the number of black food losses used by Ji Fan was three hundred and forty-four, which was definitely a combat power that could not be underestimated.

An ordinary twelfth-level demon beast is difficult to fight with the same black food damage, let alone more than three hundred black food damages, not only is the number considerable, but the combat power is extremely strong, this is also one of Ji Fan's hidden means, if it weren't for the unknown danger in the coffin mountain, he would not easily take it out.

Looking at the sharp purple lion teeth on his hands, Ji Fan grinned at his mouth covered with insect beetles, with a sense of caution.

"It seems that the monks who entered the coffin mountain should have entered in a different place, and the stone paths inside also extend in all directions. After the insect beetle regained calm, Ji Fan listened in the stone path, constantly converging extremely subtle sounds into the ears of the listening spirit.