In the Hundred Tombs Mountains in the middle of the night, the misty death air is faintly surging.

Near the place of the mountain tomb, there are already dead people with the breath of death.

"Whoosh~~~"

Outside a mountain tomb, Zangtu held a round bone disk, and found that the black qi was getting thicker and thicker, and he couldn't help but glance at the motionless man in the distance, and then swept into the distance.

"Woo~~~"

Just when there was a clear movement in the body of Tibetan soil, the dead air in the mountain tomb turned outward, and a woman stared outside, as if she was attracted.

"Whew~~~"

After the woman appeared, her consciousness was not very clear, but she was soon attracted by the vitality of the remnants of the Tibetan soil, and her figure floated towards the distance of the mountain tomb.

"Oh!~~~"

The woman left for a while, and the figure of the man standing motionless not far from the mountain tomb made a strange sound in his body as the ancient text of death flickered.

If there were still others near the mountain tomb, they would find that the mouth of the man who was not angry in the slightest gradually poured out a distorted brilliance.

It didn't take long for the distorted light to completely come out of the man's mouth, and then it turned into Qiao Ying's form.

"Close!"

Qiao Ying's hands were sealed, and he punched a spirit trick towards the figure of the man who flickered in the ancient text of death, and the roots of the man's feet grew and took root in the ground, and there was a visible convergence with the naked eye, pulling out the roots from the soil.

With the man's shrunken figure, Qiao Ying was extremely cautious and vigilant, and while paying attention to the surrounding movements, he quietly touched into the mountain tomb.

"Boom!boom!boom~~~"

Not long after Qiao Ying disappeared into the mountains, an extremely strong power fluctuation was heard from the northern periphery of the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range.

"Whew~~~"

Affected by the turmoil on the edge of the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range, some dead people appeared one after another in the ninety-nine tomb mountains, but they did not gather in one direction, but did not intersect with each other, and swam outside the mountain tombs.

In the dazzling pupil power space, Ji Fan sat cross-legged, and the circular pupil power light curtains were placed in all directions, which was quite clear for some places in the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range.

"Zangtu and Qiao Ying really moved!"

Ji Fan felt that the idea of the two coincided with him, one was responsible for luring away the dead from the mountain tomb, and the other was going to rob the tomb.

"Ninety-nine Tomb Mountains, to determine the details of the Tomb Mountain, but also to attract the dead, if you don't get it, you will be exterminated by the law of the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range, which is quite dangerous. Ji Fan felt that it was far more than just him and Zangtu who could come up with such an idea.

"There's something on the tomb?"

Through the observation of the pupil light curtain, Ji Fan did not find any unusual changes in the night above the ninety-nine peaks that had become nirvana.

At this time, Ji Fan's expression couldn't help but be a little hesitant, in his mind, the cultivation world has an outstanding appearance, I don't know how many, but after a long time, after the ancient catastrophe, the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range is still there, even if the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range exists, he is not sure if he can touch it.

"If there is an accident, there is a good chance that you will die!"

While thinking secretly, Ji Fan glanced at the coffin pendant hanging from the bracelet on his right wrist.

"Buzz~~~"

Ji Fan took off the coffin pendant and enlarged it, and the erected coffin box was lifted up and opened, revealing a vague female figure inside.

"You have been following me for more than 20 years, I'm afraid it's not a way to go on like this, and now that I'm back in the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range, can I help you?" asked Ji Fan to the woman in the coffin.

Through some things in the past, Ji Fan was able to determine that the woman was conscious, and he had also asked the woman before whether it was the source of the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range and whether the phoenix pattern belonged to her, but the answer he got was negative.

At the beginning, he used the flesh and blood spirit mud to extract Wan Yingying's dead qi, which made the flesh and blood spirit mud produce a strange spiritual intelligence, and then Ji Fan replaced her with the body of the spirit stone.

Now that Ji Fan feels the woman's spirit stone body, it is quite stable.

The origin of this woman's wisdom has always been a mystery for Ji Fan.

After taking the woman for so many years, Ji Fan rarely released her from the coffin, and because he had a lot of doubts, he was also secretly vigilant against her.

But even so, Ji Fan was grateful to the woman, after all, this woman had helped him.

Looking at the woman in the coffin without saying anything, Ji Fan sighed slightly: "I can't continue to take you with me, you should belong to the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range." ”

"I'm not the source of the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range, I used to just integrate the primordial spirit into the dead qi in that girl's body. The woman in the coffin spoke.

Ji Fan didn't know if the woman could talk like this in the morning, or because of all these years of cultivation, but he wasn't too surprised.

"I don't want to rely on you to get a chance, and I'm not a person with you, in front of you, I may just be a junior!" Ji Fan expressed the uneasiness in his heart, and did not hide anything from the woman.

"I understand, when you leave the Hundred Tombs Mountains, I'll go by myself. The unrecognizable woman gave Ji Fan's reply.

"So I'll put you away first. ”

Ji Fan consulted the woman's opinion, and didn't want to inquire about the secrets of the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range to her again.

The woman's spirit stone body was provided by Ji Fan, so where is the body of her deity, and why she will integrate the Yuan Shen into the dead qi in Wan Yingying's body, it seems to be a mystery one by one.

Accepting the coffin that put down the coffin, the woman in it didn't say anything to Ji Fan.

Putting the coffin pendant into the storage bag, Ji Fan realistically considered that with so many mountain tombs in the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range, it was impossible for him to collect all the opportunities.

It wasn't until dawn outside the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range that the dead who came out of the mountain tombs to wander returned to the mountain tombs.

"Little one, this time it may be very dangerous, I want to go to the place above the mountain tomb you said. Ji Fan said to the little hedgehog in his waist bag.

I saw the little hedgehog crawling out of the animal skin bag, and although he was afraid, he still agreed with his idea.

"Buzz~~~"

In the change of Ji Fan's mind, the scene of a pupil power light curtain appearing was closing closer to the center of the sky above the ninety-nine mountains, and it began to blur more and more.

Ji Fan didn't have the pupil power space, but wanted to use the mysterious burial pupil power to go straight to the place where the little hedgehog found it.

"There is indeed a faint sense of death!"

Through his pupil power, Ji Fan gradually felt the so-called things of the little hedgehog.

The pupil light curtain that zoomed in on the scene had become more and more foggy, and the little hedgehog pointed to indicate something.

"Compared to the Tibetan land that attracts people in the dark night, it may be better for us to explore during the day. Ji Fan came to the light curtain of the masked pupil power and said to the little hedgehog.

"Woo~~~"

Ji Fan wore a Buddha face and took a step towards the light curtain of the cloudy pupil power, trying to let go of the spiritual sense.

What Ji Fan didn't know at this time was that in one of the tombs of the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range, a young man with dark skin suddenly opened his eyes at the moment when there was a fluctuation in mid-air.

"Kuzo!"

The young man's face showed anger, and the illusory figure sitting in the tomb disappeared.

"Whew~~~"

At the top of the tomb mountain, a young man with dark skin appeared strangely, looking up at the center of the sky above the ninety-nine peaks.

As far as the young man's gaze could see, around the slightly distorted space, ninety-nine ropes of dead air were imperceptibly visible, and it was the ninety-nine mountains that were connected by the downward downward.

"I didn't absorb the dead air, but where it was empty, why was there something different?" The young man obviously had a strong consciousness.

"Could it be that he was touched? After so many years of burying so many people, I still can't stop the idea of wanting to get the opportunity of the monks. The young man's eyes showed murderous intent, giving people the feeling that their interests had been touched.

Suddenly, the dark-skinned young man glanced out of the mountain tomb, as if he had found something, and his body turned into a thick dead aura and burrowed into the ground.

"Tibetan soil, just choose this mountain, and at night, you will lead the dead again. Qiao Ying was in the distance of the mountain tomb and arranged for Tibetan soil.

"There was a lot of movement before, and it has been discovered by Tianji Pavilion, it is estimated that it will not be long before strong people from all sides will appear one after another......" Zang Tu's expression was solemn, and before he finished speaking, his body couldn't help but feel cold.

"Whoosh~~~"

Zangtu didn't hesitate about the perception of the bloody mud body, and immediately turned around and ran away, without even saying hello to Qiao Ying.

"What's going on?"

Faced with the Tibetan soil burrowing into the fog and disappearing, the girl didn't even react.

"Tibetan ......"

Qiao Ying shouted, but in the face of the fog, there was still the figure and movement of Tibetan soil.

"It's pretty fast!"

After a while, just when Qiao Ying realized that something was not quite right and wanted to search for Tibetan soil, Sen's cold laughter was already very close.

"Who?"

Because Ji Fan disappeared in the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range, Qiao Ying didn't dare to be careless, and as soon as he heard someone speak, vines grew with a shake of his hand.

"Snort~~~"

The sharp sword aura suddenly erupted, causing the vines growing in Qiao Ying's right hand to break inch by inch.

"Boom~~~"

Qiao Ying's face was shocked, although he didn't care about his broken right arm, it was too late to turn around.

In the mist, a figure just made a gesture of withdrawing from his shoulders, and a little bit of brilliant sword qi appeared, causing Qiao Ying's perception to stop time.

"Snort~~~"

The moment the sword qi erupted, Qiao Ying had no chance to escape, and his meridians were cut off by the sword qi in an instant.

"The one who left you to be the backing man is much smarter than you. The dark-skinned young man walked from the fog to Qiao Ying, whose eyes were splitting with fear.

Qiao Ying, who has the cultivation of the late stage of fetal movement, couldn't say a word after being cut off by the sword qi, his breath gradually became messy, and the wheezing caused by fear weakened.

"With your cultivation, you are not worthy of being buried in a mountain tomb, but you can die in my hands, and you will not be able to become a dead person. The young man sealed his hands and didn't take anything from Qiao Ying.

The ground shook slightly, but Qiao Ying's body was sinking, as if it was surging down by the earth law.

After burying Qiao Ying, the young man looked up at the sky again, and seemed to be completely disdainful of her body and objects.

"Did anyone really go in?"

A young man with dark skin, his eyes were vaguely worried.

The young man who was paying attention to the sky above the ninety-nine mountain ranges did not return to the mountain tomb, but stood quietly not too far from the mountain tomb and looked up at the air.