In the darkness of the night, the gravel plains of the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range reached the point where you could not see your fingers.

Ji Fan hid in the tomb that had been stolen by his predecessors a long time ago, and in the extremely silent environment, he seemed to be buried by darkness and Dugu.

During the day, Ji Fan can still walk cautiously, but at night, he doesn't dare to move, especially in the case of poor vision, he is afraid of sending people to the door.

"This Hundred Tombs Mountain Range is so weird, how can it be so deadly and silent, as if there are no living creatures. The bad premonition in Ji Fan's heart became stronger and stronger.

In Ji Fan's mind, this Hundred Tombs Mountain Range is definitely a place that is not easy to get along with, otherwise it would not be located in the domain of ten thousand mountains in the eternal world.

In the process of walking during the day, Ji Fan found a few robbery holes in the gravel ground, but he didn't get the little hedgehog's signal, so he didn't explore.

As the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range became darker and darker, Ji Fan was afraid of spending the night on the ground, so he found a tomb that had been stolen by his predecessors to live in.

"It's going to be very difficult for those four people who enter the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range, so I hope they don't run into it. Ji Fan walked for a day without any gain, and sighed silently.

At this time, Ji Fan had a hunch, that is, if he wanted to get the opportunity, he was afraid that he would have to go into the mountains.

Even with the little hedgehog there, Ji Fan's mood was still uneasy.

"After walking for a day, don't say it's a living thing, I don't even see flowers and trees, there are broken stones everywhere, can the mountains and forests be seen only when you reach the mountains?" Ji Fan was worried that if he stayed in the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range for a long time, he would also be buried in it.

Anxiously calculating the time, Ji Fan was in the tomb until dawn.

"Wow~~~"

A slight sound of rubble rolling down sounded, and Ji Fan had already come out of the thief cave and continued to search and move forward under the instructions of the little hedgehog.

Don't say it's night, even if you are in a thick fog during the day, you can't see the direction clearly, you can't see the sky, and it's easy to get lost.

Although Ji Fan did not lift his breath and lighten his body, the steps under his feet were walking according to the mysterious footprints of the thirty-six different angles of the Cunyang step.

In this misty Hundred Tombs Mountain Range, Ji Fan was not afraid of others seeing the strangeness under his feet.

"It's still not good, the more you walk, the heavier your body becomes, as if the inertia of strength is superimposed step by step. In order to minimize the sound of walking, Ji Fan became more and more struggling.

Along the way, Ji Fan often adjusted his breathing, walked and stopped, and although it was difficult for him to walk according to the thirty-six mysterious footprints of Cunyang Bu, he was happy.

"This inch yang step is very compatible with the body refining technique of the washing trick diagram!" Ji Fan felt that if he let go of his power, he could use the inch yang step to match the ape body dragon potential.

Around noon, just as Ji Fan was sinking down and experiencing the inch, the little hedgehog gently picked up the mouth of the animal skin bag.

Ji Fan decisively stopped, feeling the direction of the little hedgehog's claws.

"It doesn't seem to be the direction of the mountain. ”

Ji Fan realized that the little hedgehog was going to change the direction of travel, and he should have discovered something.

"Is it a grave robber?"

Ji Fan dived down, approached the animal skin bag and asked in a very low voice.

Feeling that the little hedgehog moved his body and signaled that he was not a monk who had entered the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range, Ji Fan swallowed his saliva dryly and walked cautiously in the direction it pointed.

After thirty breaths, the little hedgehog was in the leather bag and picked it with his paws.

"I didn't see anything, is it still in the thick fog?" Ji Fan secretly observed the environment, and felt that there was no difference from where he was before.

There is still gravel underfoot, and there is no vegetation or foreign objects around.

"If it's a grave, you don't have to have a grave bag. Ji Fan looked at the gravel under his feet and couldn't help but guess.

However, with the little hedgehog's claws, pointing towards the empty place in front of Ji Fan, he was puzzled.

"Squeak!"

The little hedgehog finally couldn't help it, and while signaling again and again, a wisp of withered light came out of his nose.

"Snort~~~"

Ji Fan saw the withered light floating from the little hedgehog's nose, and he actually threw out an erected filament in the air not far away.

"I couldn't see it in front of me just now, is there something mysterious?" Ji Fan's face was incredible.

The little hedgehog's withered snort seemed to last long, and it quickly let it suck it back, but instead of disappearing, the erect filament revealed a subtle breath visible to the naked eye.

"I didn't touch it just now, can I open this gap?" Ji Fan tried to reach out to the erection of the silk, and felt that the five fingers had a point of strength on the silk.

"Do you have to apply force to the vertical bar accurately?"

The five fingers of Ji Fan's left hand exerted force, faintly revealing the dragon vein, and little by little they were cut into the erected filament.

"Buzz~~~"

When the five fingers of Ji Fan's right hand were also picked up in the erection of the filament, the filament was continuously stretched out to both sides with both hands, turning into a black hole space portal.

"This portal doesn't seem to be very strong. ”

While Ji Fan exerted his strength, he squeezed his body into the space portal.

Perception changed suddenly, facing the surrounding dark environment, Ji Fan took out the flying sword magic weapon in the storage bag with one hand, and glanced back at the gradually closing space portal.

The true yuan was injected into the flying sword magic weapon, and the long sword glowed with some aura, making Ji Fan find that the place he was in was like a closed stone room.

A figure sat on the ground, and Ji Fan had the courage to take a closer look and saw clearly that the figure was a corpse.

"Is it a teenager?"

Even though his body was dry and there was a fist-sized penetrating wound on his heart, Ji Fan could still tell that he was not an adult's physique.

"The piercing wound of the heart did not look like a fist, the dry flesh had scratched marks, as if it had been pierced by sharp claws, and the heart was gone. Ji Fan took advantage of the faint brilliance of the flying sword magic weapon to observe the young man's corpse, and found that on the ground in front of him sitting cross-legged, there was a crooked spiritual text that had not yet been written.

"A thousand corpses walk at night, regret ......"

When he barely understood the crooked and unfinished spiritual text, Ji Fan's scalp felt like an explosion.

"Little one, quick, find out if he's anything unusual, let's pack up and leave." Ji Fan flicked the storage bag on the waist of the young man's corpse with his long sword, but found no abnormalities.

"Squeak!"

The little hedgehog that came out of the animal skin bag sniffed at the young man's corpse, and even kept signaling his left eye to Ji Fan.

"Questions?"

Ji Fan looked at the dry corpse of the young man sitting cross-legged with his head down, and found that his eyelids were closed.

There was no extra corpse coffin to contain the young man's body, Ji Fan suppressed his apprehensive emotions and reached out to tease the young man's dry eyelids.

"What is this?"

Seeing the young man's eyes, it seemed to be petrified, but the pitch-black pupils were not dry, but there were layers of deep textures in the swirls, and Ji Fan even felt like falling into the abyss.

I turned the boy's other eye again, but it turned out to be shriveled.

"Is there only one eye? sorry......

Ji Fan gritted his teeth and began to attack the young man's corpse.

"Zi!Zi!Zi~~~"

As the boy's corpse lost a petrified left eye, the withered corpse soon began to shatter inch by inch.

"What else?"

Ji Fan gradually invaded the boy's storage bag and found only a large roll and a knife.

"Squeak!"

Realizing that Ji Fan was in a hurry, the little hedgehog ran around the stone chamber and didn't find anything more.

"We have to leave quickly, and let's get out of the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range first. Ji Fan opened his mouth to spread out the brilliance of the jade teeth, and wrapped the young man's storage bag into the jade light.

"Snort~~~"

The vertical wire filament in the stone chamber was still there, Ji Fan grabbed the right arm of the flying sword and sent it, and accurately inserted the vertical wire filament.

As the space portal was pried open by Ji Fan little by little, he quickly squeezed out with the little hedgehog that had entered the animal skin bag.

Ji Fan, who had just come out of the space portal, saw a butterfly shadow emerge in the thick fog, and his face suddenly showed a look of fear.

"Kill!"

Ji Fan poured the true yuan into the flying sword in his hand with all his strength, causing the sword light to skyrocket wildly.

"Boom~~~"

Just when the green butterfly was fluttering, and the moment it was revealed from the dense fog, Ji Fan's physical strength was fully opened, and the inch yang step under his feet drove the dragon momentum of the ape body, and he faced the green butterfly head-on.

"Whoosh!"

Although the green butterfly sensed the crisis and flapped its wings to fly, it was affected by a sword light with a faint dragon roar, and shot through the butterfly's body.

"Sneer!sneer!snort~~~"

The green butterfly that was pierced by the sword light did not fall in mid-air, but emitted wisps of fine sword qi from the butterfly's body, and collapsed in the dragon shadow.

"Who?"

The sound of cheers sounded in the thick fog, and a fluffy needle rain showed a dense and sharp sound, covering the space where Ji Fan's heavy ground rubble changed direction.

The pine needles are hard and sharp, and they shoot faintly into the stone.

Ji Fan, who killed the green butterfly, swept with his life, and while constantly changing direction, he swept up a puff of loose stones with his feet that changed direction, and fell towards the surroundings.

"Buzz~~~"

Ji Fan, who was running around wildly, could feel the fluctuation of the sword power chasing him from behind.

"No beat!"

Ji Fan felt that the sword power of the pursuit and killing was comparable to that of the woman of the Blazing Ancient Sect, and it was very likely that she was a monk of the Tongxuan Period.

Ji Fan, who had changed direction again and again, had already secretly put away the bracelet on his left hand and took out a refined iron sledgehammer instead.

"Kill!"

Ji Fan burst into a shout, suddenly turned around sharply and swept up a pile of rubble with his feet, shooting into the thick fog.

However, Ji Fan's immediate escape was completely different from his shouting.

Hearing the jingling sound in the fog behind him, Ji Fan felt the pressure relaxed, and his feet tightened, and he no longer made sound interference.

Lifting his breath and drifting into the distance, Ji Fan changed a few directions, gradually standing still, pricking up his ears to listen to the sound.

"Division~~~"

The sound of the jingling stone was calm, and as soon as a woman's words came out, there was no movement, but Ji Fan could still hear that the woman was anxious.

The sound of Ji Fan's frightened heartbeat could only be felt by himself, and although he wanted to take a big breath, he still forced himself to calm down and breathe long and silently.

Feeling that it was difficult to get rid of the other party, Ji Fan stood motionless and calmed down.

"Don't panic, the green butterfly who is exploring the path is extinguished, if there is a means to find me, it should have been used, if I move, I will expose the location again, the fog of the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range, of course, has a great impact on perception, but for my current situation, it can be used, the key is that the four people are more difficult to do together, one is already very strong, four people together, I really have no chance, fighting with the four people head-on, it is a dead end. Ji Fan didn't dare to breathe, and thought silently in his heart.