The sky in the Land of the Dead darkened much earlier than outside.

Under normal circumstances, it will be at least six or seven o'clock before it gets dark. But under this overflowing black mist, it was only about five o'clock, the sun had just set to the west, and the Hanshan side was already dim, and the visibility was greatly reduced.

Walking at night in a place full of the dead is not a wise decision.

Even if he didn't have the experience before being reborn, just looking at the rapidly darkening vision in front of him, Fang Jin could imagine the situation when it was completely dark after nightfall, and he couldn't see his five fingers. After looking around, he decisively squeezed into a service station in the parking lot.

The goods inside, and even the walls, have been eroded, but it is still a place that can barely shelter from the wind and rain.

It was a little difficult to spend a night here, and the next morning, Fang Jin, who was a little stiff, moved for a while and set off deeper again.

In this unusually cold and strange place, it is not wise to stay too long. Fang Jin didn't want to wait for the second night, and planned to take advantage of today's day to completely solve the second step of the Silver Rank promotion task!

Because he had no experience to take, Fang Jin didn't want to waste too much time on the monsters on the road. After bypassing a few wandering groups of undead, they successfully passed through the valley and arrived at the foot of Hanshan Cemetery.

When he arrived, his body suddenly froze.

The cold aura of death was several times stronger than before. His current base health recovery rate is no longer enough to completely resist this erosion, and his HP is slowly decreasing at a rate that is visible to the naked eye!

"How can it be so rich!"

Fang Jin was a little surprised, he looked up at the cloud of death that was almost as thick as a substance on the mountainside, he had to choose to use some special means.

Breath of Darkness Scroll!

This is one of the auxiliary props prepared by Fang Jin just in case before he set off.

It's not a rare commodity, but it's very unpopular, and ordinary professionals can't think of using it at all, let alone deliberately prepare it. The effect is that after use, it forms an invisible dark aura shield around the body, which can effectively resist the erosion of negative energy.

With this layer of light protection, the cold aura was suddenly insulated, allowing the erosion effect to return to an acceptable level.

"It's okay......"

Fang Jin breathed a sigh of relief and secretly quickened his pace up the mountain.

Reminiscent of the warrior I encountered yesterday, the area of this land of the dead is expanding. Combined with the dense aura of death in front of him, he became more and more curious about what had happened halfway up the mountainside.

However, what Fang Jin didn't know was that not long after he went up, a team of bipedal flying dragons flew over from the sky.

As if fearing the erosion of this land of the dead, four of the two-legged wyverns circled and rose back to the edge of the mountain. Only the strongest two-legged wyvern in the lead, under the protection of a black-robed mage's spell, flapped its wings in panic and slowly landed in the middle of the cemetery halfway up the mountain.

As if sensing something, not far away, in the thick aura of death, a seemingly careless thief with a gray dagger in his hand walked out.

Both of them are dressed in the same outfit, both of them are covered in black, and there is a star fall pattern on their chests.

"Praise be to our Lord!"

After saluting each other, the mage followed the thief who had been waiting here for a long time, and walked into the center of the tide of death.

………

Countless undead monsters!

Bone Swordsman, Fire Necromancer, Death Archer, Hell Ghostman, and even a ghost wolf that can stealthily attack enemies in the special environment of the Land of the Dead......

From the moment he set foot on Hanshan, Fang Jin was attacked by a wide variety of undead monsters that were far ten times denser than the outside. In most cases, what he encountered was not one-on-one, but multiple undead monsters attacking together, and his strength was even level twenty!

Even those of his level had to retreat under such a terrifying attack, trying to rely on the super-mobility brought by the instantaneous step, throwing them off in circles, and trying to detour and re-infiltrate.

"Terrible!"

Compared to this level of obstruction, the Wailing Witch, who thought it was the ultimate goal, was nothing. Even if it was the Lord of the Wailing Witches who could complete the task by killing one, there were two or three monsters of the same level as it in the monsters it encountered before.

No wonder the professionals in the camp near Hanshan County are so afraid of this place.

However, in addition to being shocked, Fang Jin had some lingering doubts and doubts in his heart.

The so-called Hanshan Cemetery, according to the danger it shows now, I am afraid that it has surpassed the Huangshan Demon Beast Belt. But before he was born again, that was not the case in the comments he heard.

Moreover, as Fang Jin got closer and closer to the cemetery halfway up the mountain, the more he had a strange feeling: the breath of death here seemed to be "alive"!

They are like invisible ocean tides, shrinking and expanding in a breathing rhythm.

Under the perception bonus brought by the super high attribute, when Fang Jin was concentrating, he could even feel that death aura like a flowing wind, repeatedly "washing" his skin!

The subtle and strange changes made Fang Jin feel a little uneasy in his heart.

But everyone has already run here, and it obviously doesn't make sense to just go back.

What's more, equipped with three fourth-order gold suits and a second life protection of the resurrection cross, Fang Jin thought that at this stage of the last days, there was nothing that could really threaten his life.

This kind of self-confidence made him grit his teeth and move on.

Finally, the slope ahead slowed down, and as the road up the hill extended horizontally, turning a corner on the slope ahead, the cemetery gate halfway up the mountain finally appeared in front of me.

The gate was crooked to the ground, and the flower beds on either side had withered more than a year ago, and had no life.

Further ahead, an incomparably strong aura of death condensed into a large cloud of black mist, enveloping a radius of tens of meters. There, there seemed to be something so terrifying that even the countless undead creatures halfway down the mountain didn't dare to approach here. The Breath of Darkness scroll blessed by Fang Jin's body was also speeding up.

"Could it be a silver-tier lord?"

Fang Jin, who thought of something, suddenly changed his face.

Just when he couldn't help but raise his vigilance to the highest level, a large black mist vortex in the distance suddenly fluctuated, and a person walked out of it.

This unexpected scene made Fang Jin lose his voice in shock, and only after a moment did he notice the black robe covered by the other party, as well as the familiar star depravity pattern on his chest.

"Fallen Star Sect!"

How did they end up here?

Although he was completely unprepared, Fang Jin almost immediately realized that these rat-like and timid guys must have planned some kind of conspiracy here!

"Huh, human?"

At the same time that Fang Jin noticed the other party, the mage of the Fallen Star Sect also noticed him, his expression changed slightly, and he was a little more surprised.