In front of Mu Feng and Mu Jiao, there was a towering mountain, the mountain was pale, and when you looked closely, its surface was densely packed with white bones.

Looking at the mountain in front of him covered with white bones, Mu Feng's scalp was a little numb, and he didn't know how many bones he needed to be able to cover the surface of a mountain peak, some of these bones were human bones, some were demon beast bones, and some were difficult to distinguish.

However, it is certain that most of these white bones entered the Valley of the Dead and then died on the mountain peak, and from the back of the mountain peak, Mu Feng sensed a strange fluctuation.

"Look, there's someone on the mountain. Mu Jiao said suddenly.

Mu Feng looked in the direction that Mu Jiao was pointing, and sure enough, halfway up the mountainside of the Corpse Bone Mountain, two blurred figures were sweeping towards the top of the mountain, and they looked like human beings.

Mu Feng was a little surprised, he didn't expect that in this Valley of the Dead, he would be able to meet humans, it seems that these two people should have entered the Valley of the Dead for something, perhaps for the legendary inheritance of the undead.

However, to the surprise of Demufeng, the two people halfway up the mountain were not attacked by the undead, although there were undead floating around them.

"What now?" Mu Jiao asked after glancing at the torrent of undead behind him.

"I can't care so much, go up the mountain. Mu Feng frowned slightly, and then said decisively.

Now they have no way to retreat, behind them is a torrent of rolling undead, and in front of them, there is a very strange mountain of corpses and bones, retreating, there is only one way to die. And enter, there is still a glimmer of life. After all, there are still two people in front of them.

Mu Jiao nodded, and the two of them immediately rushed towards the mountain of corpses.

However, as the two of them approached the peak of the bone mountain. The undead who were floating around were all coming towards them.

"Why don't these undead chase them, but they all come after us? Mu Jiao said angrily.

Looking at these undead who were rushing towards him, and then looking at the two blurred figures halfway up the mountain, Mu Feng frowned, his face was bitter, he didn't know why those two people didn't attract the attack of the undead.

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And halfway up the mountain of bones, two figures swept rapidly. One of them was a middle-aged man with a strong body, while the other was a tall and thin old man in gray, with a gloomy complexion, and his body was like a skeleton, exuding an astonishing soul fluctuation, obviously a soul venerable powerhouse.

The middle-aged man turned his head, looked at the figures of Mu Feng and Mu Jiao, and said, "There are actually two boys who broke in." Xiuwei only has a seven-star martial arts sect, and he is really ignorant and fearless, and he is simply here to die. ”

"It's a member of the Heavenly Egret Sect. The old man in gray frowned slightly when he saw the signs on Mu Feng and Mu Jiao's chests. Road.

"Could it be that the Heavenly Egret Sect is also interested in the inheritance of the undead clan?" the middle-aged man was a little puzzled, but then said, "Do you want to deal with them, don't let them ruin our good deeds." ”

"Leave them alone. Let's go up the mountain first, and they will naturally have the undead to clean up. If they get away with it, it's not too late to get rid of them. A sinister look flashed in the eyes of the gray-clothed old man. Road.

"Okay!" The middle-aged man nodded, no longer paying attention to Mu Feng and Mu Jiao, and followed the gray-clothed old man closely, sweeping towards the top of the mountain, and around the two of them, there was a trace of imperceptible formation fluctuations.

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Mu Feng stared closely at the two figures halfway up the mountain, his keen soul perception, although there was a strong barrier of death, he still noticed that around the two figures, there was a faint fluctuation of the formation.

This kind of formation fluctuation is different from ordinary formation fluctuation, but what is the difference, Mu Feng can't say.

"The spirits are getting closer. Mu Jiao exclaimed.

Because of the obstruction of the undead in front of them, Mu Feng and Mu Jiao were not able to sweep in a straight line, but the undead torrent behind them rushed straight towards them, so the distance between the undead torrent and them was getting closer and closer.

"I see. Mu Feng kept staring at the two figures halfway up the mountain, and a flash of excitement suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he said to himself.

"What do you understand?" Mu Jiao asked with some annoyance, he didn't expect that at this critical moment of life and death, Mu Feng was still distracted.

"Look at the two people halfway up the mountain, they didn't attract the attention of the undead, this is because these undead have no intelligence, they can only rely on our vitality and energy fluctuations to determine our position, and those two people rely on a certain formation to cover up their own energy fluctuations and vitality, so they can move forward in this valley of the undead as if they were in a no-man's land. Mu Feng said.

"What do you mean......" Mu Jiao's face showed a look of sudden realization.

"Hehe, that's right, brother is also a formation refiner!" Mu Feng laughed proudly.

"Are you sure?" Mu Jiao was still a little nervous, if Mu Feng failed, then they really had only one way to die.

"If you don't give it a try, how do you know if it's okay?"

Mu Feng smiled, but he stopped talking, and when the handprints changed, one after another soul seals condensed, and then melted into the surrounding air like snowflakes.

When Mu Feng cast the formation, the rolling torrent of undead swept in with a tendency to crush all things, and Mu Jiao's complexion changed slightly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

If Mu Feng's method failed, then the two of them would face thousands of undead souls comparable to ordinary eight-star martial sects.

The torrent of rolling undead is getting closer and closer, and Mu Jiao can feel the extremely rich undead death.

And Mu Feng's changing hands suddenly condensed at this time, and suddenly the space around the two of them trembled violently, and Mu Jiao felt it, and a formation suddenly formed, and then enveloped the two of them.

When the formation was formed, the rolling torrent of undead suddenly slowed down, as if it was like a headless fly, unable to find its direction, and then gradually dispersed, and at this time, the torrent of undead was only less than thirty zhang away from the two of them.

"Yours is the case. ”

Mu Jiao looked at the torrent of undead that was close at hand, and his scalp was a little numb, but when he saw the torrent of undead disperse, he knew that Mu Feng had succeeded, and his face showed a look of surprise.

Mu Feng smiled, then his face suddenly froze, and said: "This formation of mine can only deceive these undead, if you encounter those undead who are comparable to the powerhouses of Martial Venerable, I am afraid it will not work." ”

"Huh?"

And when Mu Feng and Mu Jiao relied on the formation to avoid the impact of the torrent of undead, the middle-aged man and the old man in gray noticed it at the same time, and looked at the two of them, with a look of surprise on their faces...... (To be continued......)