Yang Feng was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"We can't enter through the gate—you come with me!" said Anne, walking in the other direction. Yang Feng had no choice but to follow her - according to Yang Feng's previous character, he would definitely go directly to the door, and he wouldn't consider other factors at all!

However, now he is only a cultivator with a cultivation level of only eight levels, and the true qi accumulated in the dantian is pitiful, and it is estimated that it will all be exhausted after casting a few small fireballs! Therefore, he can no longer be as careless as before, so he still obeys Annie's arrangement.

Anne led Yang Feng to the back of the Blackstone Castle and pointed to a water channel that flowed out from under the base of the Blackstone Castle's walls: "This is the sewer of the Blackstone Castle, let's enter from here!"

Yang Feng looked at the canal, only to see that the water was black and black, dirty, and smelled disgusting, and thought to himself, can people walk in this place? But if you want to be surprised, I'm afraid you can only go to such a place......

At this time, Anne was already in the lead, and Yang Feng had to follow.

In front of the canal was a low culvert, and both Yang Feng and Anne could only bend forward. The culvert contained not only sewage and rotting and smelly household garbage, but also dead and skeletal animals that looked like human skeletons!

"Is this a human skeleton?" Yang Feng frowned.

"Yes—all unbelievers killed by witch hunters!" replied Anne.

"Isn't there a law to restrain them?" Yang Feng asked again. Yang Feng knew that in the Eastern Realm, the Five Elements Sect had strict restrictions on the behavior of its disciples, that is, it was forbidden to kill living beings indiscriminately! And the Vast Divine Continent Realm even defined indiscriminate killing as a crime, and the murderer had to pay for his life! Only the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect allowed its disciples to do anything wrong, so it was denounced as a "Demon Sect" by the Righteous Dao. During the time when he rebelled out of the Five Elements Gate, he was filled with the anger of revenge, and killing people was like mowing grass, but in fact, his heart was still condemned by his conscience. And in the more than a year since he married Tang Ruyue, he has been exposed to Tang Ruyue's ears and eyes, and he is about to become a "saint," and the word "killing" seems to have long disappeared from his dictionary! I heard that there is a kind of practitioner called "monk" who is compassionate every day and avoids killing and killing, and he is about to become this kind of person.

"How can the law restrain the witch hunters who are sent by the Empire to enforce their judgment by normal means, and those they hunt down are guilty in their eyes?" Anne scoffed.

"It turns out that they have an official background, so if I kill them, will I be punished?" Yang Feng said.

"If you can do it perfectly enough to prevent them from finding a chance to sanction ......"

"I understand, don't leave a single one!" Yang Feng's face appeared murderous again.

These witch hunters aren't good birds, and killing them is a way to do it!

By this time, the two had already walked out of the culvert and came to a dry cave. This cave is also supposed to be part of the castle and not a natural formation.

"Which way should I go?" Yang Feng asked.

"Keep going. Anne replied.

"Then let me go ahead. Yang Feng said, passing Anne and walking in front of her.

"Mr. Yang be careful, there is a mechanism!" Anne exclaimed.

Yang Feng was taken aback, and when he was fluting, the ground under his feet suddenly sank, and before he could come back to his senses, he was already lying on the floor below. Fortunately, there were no sharp knives or anything like that, just hard ground. Of course, even if there was a sharp knife, it couldn't hurt Yang Feng, because Yang Feng had already taken out the True Qi shield as protection.

"Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang, how are you?" Anne's voice came from afar. At the same time, there were two balls of light floating down from above, under the illumination of the balls of light, Yang Feng finally saw the surrounding environment clearly, he found that he should have fallen into a closed stone chamber, and from his current position, if he wanted to reach Annie, at least three or four zhang high, with his current ability, he would not be able to get there at all, unless he knew the art of sword control or the art of flying in the sky!

"Miss Annie, I'm fine, what kind of place is this, how do I get up?" Yang Feng asked, looking up.

"The place where you are is called the Hall of the Dead, that is, the catacombs of this castle, where the people who lived here a long time ago are buried, you may encounter some wandering souls, they are not accepted by hell or escaped from hell, they are helpless, they will cling to the corpses of their ancestors and become undead, you have to be careful of them......"

"Then how do I get up?"

"There should be a path down there, so look for it. I'll find a way down and join you!" said Anne, as if she had left.

By this time, the ball of light had dimmed, and the surroundings had become dark again. Yang Feng understood that the two balls of light should be spells cast by Annie, and Annie seemed to be able to cultivate true arts, but it seemed that the cultivation should not be high, at most equivalent to a cultivator of about ten levels.

Yang Feng himself could cast this illuminated light ball, and at that moment he cast a lighting light ball, making it hang high above his head, and at the same time controlling it to move with him with a trace of his mind.

He soon walked to the end of the stone room, and was about to find the path, when he suddenly heard a movement on the left, and it turned out that a vague figure had appeared there! Yang Feng thought it was Annie coming down, and hurriedly shouted, "Is it Annie?"

He was answered by a strange roar. He suddenly became vigilant, and the Doumen Divine Sword "choked" in his hand.

The figure had come to the front in the blink of an eye—it was a samurai wearing armor and holding a broadsword, but the samurai's head had no muscles attached to it, and it was clearly a skeleton!

Undead!

If it was an ordinary person, he would definitely be startled when he saw this thing, Yang Feng was not afraid of them! His divine mind immediately scanned the undead creature and found that it didn't have any cultivation aura on it, it was just a moving corpse!

Yang Feng immediately swept over with a sword, and the "dang" slashed straight to the point that the armor sparked, and the undead creature's knife also beckoned to his body!

Yang Feng dismantled it a few times, and found that this ghost thing had a lot of strength, and the armor was also quite strong, and it couldn't even cut it for a while!

Yang Feng hurriedly transported a small fireball and smashed it over, and the raging flames immediately burned on the ghost thing's body!

Yang Feng had no choice but to pour his true qi into the body of the Doumen sword, urging out a frost-like sword light, struggling to block the slashing of the ghost thing, and then slashing off the skull head of the ghost thing with one sword!

After this fight, he had almost exhausted all the true qi stored in the dantian, and he couldn't even make a true qi shield. And since this undead creature didn't have any cultivation aura on it, his entry didn't get any improvement, in a word: it was in vain!

Before he could catch his breath, the strange roar of the undead came from somewhere else!