Ji Tianxing stepped over the layers of rocks, and it took half an hour to pass through the first line of heaven more than three miles long.

When he walked out of the first line of heaven, he only felt that his eyes suddenly opened up, and the world became broader.

At this time, he had truly entered the Fog Hidden Mountain Range.

He stood on a withered yellow meadow, his eyes keenly looking around, observing the situation around him.

Overhead, there was a thick fog that obscured the rising sun, making the surrounding light a little dim.

Not far ahead, he saw a withered and decaying forest.

The trees in the forest are sparse, most of them are dark brown, and the treetops are bare, and not a single green leaf can be seen.

At a glance, those bare black trees are like tall wooden stakes, standing on the desolate land.

There are also some large trees that grow twisted and crooked, and the treetops are scattered and bifurcated, looking gloomy, filled with the smell of decay and death.

The ground was covered with yellow fallen leaves, a thick layer like a quilt.

The fallen leaves at the bottom have long been rotten and emit a foul smell.

There was a dead silence in the forest, not even a hint of wind, and the fallen leaves on the ground did not move.

The sky was also gloomy and gray, making the air filled with the smell of depression and death, which made people's hearts heavy.

Ji Tianxing stared at the strange dead forest, frowned, and murmured secretly in his heart.

"The forest after passing through the first line of heaven is marked on the map and is called the Forest of Death, but there is no other information. ”

Although he didn't understand why this dead and silent forest was called the Forest of Death.

But he could guess that if the area was marked on the map, it must be a dangerous place.

It's a pity that this land of death is the only place he must pass through on his way to Lake Mochizuki, and he can't get around it at all.

If he avoided this place of death, he would not only have traveled a long way, but he would also have to break into other dangerous places.

Thinking of this, Ji Tianxing clenched the Black Dragon Sword and walked towards the woods.

"Rustling ......"

He made a slight noise as his feet stepped on the yellow leaves on the ground.

It was surprisingly quiet, and he could clearly hear his footsteps and heartbeat.

As he walked into the woods, he felt that the air was dreary, filled with a thick sense of decay and coldness.

He walked forward with a solemn face, his right hand holding the hilt of the Black Dragon Sword, his spirit tense, full of vigilance and vigilance.

Although, in the decaying woods, there is nothing but dead trees and fallen leaves.

But there was a chill in his back, and he always felt like a pair of invisible eyes were watching him secretly.

That strange intuition made him uneasy, and he had to guard against it with all his might.

When he stepped hundreds of steps away, and his figure gradually entered the depths of the woods, a pile of fallen leaves at the edge of the woods suddenly moved lightly twice.

The withered, yellowing leaves silently parted to the sides.

A gray, skeletal palm, curled up with five phalanges, emerged from the soft, fertile soil.

This white bone palm, which is dark gray throughout, has been buried in the ground for I don't know how many years.

There were still a few cracks and chips on the five slender phalanges, stained with dark red dirt.

The white bone palm gently brushed away the dead leaves on the ground, stretching outward little by little.

Immediately after, a second bony palm emerged from the dirt and brushed away the fallen leaves on the ground.

The two white bony palms gently shook the dirt, trying to reach outward, bringing out the gray arms under the dirt little by little.

It didn't take long for the dirt between the two palms to swell, pushing the yellow leaves apart on both sides.

A gray skull gradually emerged from the dirt, swaying from side to side.

It was a human skull, with a fist-sized hole in the Celestial Spirit's cover, and several cracks extending out of the hole in all directions.

Its eyes were deeply sunken, and two holes were inlaid with two pale blue flames, like its eyes.

Its jaw was gone, only half of its mouth remained, and its teeth were mutilated, making it look hideous and terrifying.

The skeleton propped itself up on the ground with its palms, twisted its body from side to side, and quickly emerged from the dirt.

A hole was left in the dirt, which was immediately obscured by the fallen dead leaves.

The gray skeleton looked into the depths of the woods, as if he could see Ji Tianxing's figure, and the blue flames in his eyes kept flickering.

It staggered out of the soles of a pair of skeletal feet, stepped over the fallen leaves, and chased deep into the woods.

At the same time, the fallen leaves on the ground around them began to surge and separate in both directions.

Countless gray skeletal palms emerged from under the dirt and swept away the fallen leaves all over the ground.

In a few moments, one after another, complete or mutilated skeletons, emerged from the ground.

In the eye sockets of each skeleton, there were two pale blue ghostly fires, flashing with a strange ghostly light.

Some skeletons were tall and imposing, some were mutilated, missing arms and legs, some held rotting swords in their hands, and a few skeletons had only half of their bodies left.

But all the skeletons looked deep into the woods, and grinned silently, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth, as if they were silently sneering.

......

Ji Tianxing was still holding the Black Dragon Sword tightly, and his steps were heavy as he advanced through the woods, his eyes keenly observing the surroundings.

The surrounding scene remained the same, still covered with bare black-brown dead trees, and the ground was covered with thick dead leaves.

However, it was already deep in the woods, the light was even darker, and the air was still filled with wisps of gray mist.

His eyes could only see a hundred meters away, and the farther part was obscured by the fog.

It didn't take long for him to see a pale blue glow floating in the gray fog a hundred meters in front of him.

The ghostly light seemed to be as light as nothing, floating quietly in the mist, which seemed particularly mysterious and weird.

Ji Tianxing frowned, slowed down and continued to move forward.

When he approached the pale blue glow, he realized that it was a flame the size of a fingernail.

When he walked in front of the pale blue flame, the air flowed invisibly, and it drove the pale blue flame to speed up and rise into the sky.

He looked up and looked farther away, and saw that in the hazy gray mist, many pale blue flames appeared, densely packed like fireflies on a summer night.

"It's ...... Phosphorus fire?"

Ji Tianxing muttered in a low voice, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

He knew very well that phosphorus fire was what the secular people called ghost fire, and it only appeared in places where bones gathered.

There are countless pale blue phosphorus fires floating in the depths of the woods, doesn't it mean that there are countless bones buried under this woods?!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help pursing his lips, and said in a low voice in his heart: "I'm not afraid of living people, am I still afraid of a pile of corpses?"

"I've been through all odds to get here, and no matter how weird this place is, I'm not afraid and I'm not going to back down!"