As he went deeper into the Hundred Years Old Mountain, Qin Yi became more and more shocked in his heart.

At this time, the 100-year-old mountain has become a zombie world!

In the forest, zombies walked slowly, and as far as the eye could see, the surroundings were densely packed with zombies.

The rich qi condensed like substance, and the foul-smelling corpse gas filled the entire space.

In front of the dark cave, the boy who had appeared before held the corpse flag in his hand, shaking it again and again.

The corpses in the forest were gradually growing as the corpse flag waved.

This is someone raising corpses through the corpse chasing flag in the hand of the child!

As the corpse qi increases, these corpses will continue to evolve towards the earth corpse, and the child will also evolve towards the heavenly corpse, but it will be a long process.

The Qiankun bag on his waist lit up slightly, and a shabby piece of clothing appeared on Qin Yi's hand.

This is Wang Dagen's clothes that he took from the stone when he left.

With both hands pinching the spiritual formula, a faint white light hit Wang Dagen's clothes.

Soul Finder!

This is one of the simplest spiritual techniques in the world of cultivating immortals, and it can be found by the breath left on the clothes that people wear.

Qin Yi closed his eyes and sensed for a moment, then opened his eyes and looked at the cave behind the child.

The guide to the search for the soul is this cave!

Wisps of wind blew out of the cave, and a scalp-tingling wail rang out in the woods.

Qin Yi looked at the cave with a solemn look in his eyes, and the dark entrance of the cave seemed to be a beast with a huge mouth, waiting for the prey to enter by itself at any time, and then devour it in one gulp.

The cave gave him a very dangerous feeling, and just looking at the entrance of the cave made his heart tremble a little.

After a long silence, he finally decided to go into the cave to have a look.

Since the guidance of the soul search was in the cave, he had to go in and take a look, or his conscience would be troubled.

Qin Yi carefully bypassed the little boy at the entrance of the cave and quietly touched into the cave.

The inside of the cave is spacious enough for several people to walk together.

Although the cave was very dark, with Qin Yi's eyesight, he could still vaguely identify the direction.

The walls on both sides of the cave were covered with a thick layer of corpse wax, which must have been rubbed by the zombies as they walked by.

This cave was filled with a strong smell of corpses, and Qin Yi had blocked his sense of smell when he entered the cave as early as possible.

Perhaps because the qi was too heavy, the cave was very damp, and the ground was soaked in mud, and it was extremely laborious to walk.

Qin Yi cautiously groped his way through the cave, his spiritual sense always paying attention to the movements around him.

After walking for a while, Qin Yi's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he was about to get to the exit!

Along the way, he could feel that the cave was leading underground.

After a rough estimate, his current position should be ** zhang away from the ground.

Qin Yi looked at the shimmering hole in front of him, and his heart not only relaxed, but became more cautious.

After sensing the hole carefully and confirming that there was no danger, he slowly moved towards the hole.

cave

At the end of the tomb was an ancient tomb, and Qin Yi walked through the entrance of the cave and came to a very large burial chamber.

Oil lamps are lit in the four corners of the tomb, illuminating the entire tomb.

There was a faint wind blowing from the depths of the ancient tomb, and the lights at the four corners swayed, and the reflection in the tomb swayed with it, looking a little forest-like.

In the center of the burial chamber is a large black coffin.

The coffin is made of Youzhou's unique Baizen wood, which looks extremely luxurious.

Rich qi continued to pour out of the coffin, making the entire burial chamber feel cold.

The Hundred Zen Wood could shield the perception of spiritual sense, and Qin Yi could not detect who was buried in the coffin.

He frowned and slowly walked over to the coffin.

Feeling the cold breath that permeated the coffin, his eyes were solemn.

Such a strong qi was enough to make ordinary cultivators feel uncomfortable, which made him even more curious about the owner of the coffin.

He slowly stretched out his hand and placed it on the coffin, and there was a cold feeling from the coffin.

In order to prevent accidents, the spiritual power in Qin Yi's body flowed quietly, covering him with a faint film of spiritual power.

Click-

With a soft sound, he opened the coffin.

......

There was silence!

After the coffin was opened, nothing terrible happened, and Qin Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

The coffin was empty, and there was no owner of the coffin inside, Qin Yi couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

He was about to leave when a black light caught his attention.

In the corner of the coffin, there was a piece of black jade lying quietly, the black jade was about the size of a palm, and Qin Yi didn't notice its existence at first.

"Funeral goods?" Qin Yi was slightly stunned, the old people of the village had said that some dignitaries and nobles would choose a few valuable items to be buried together after their deaths to show their dignity.

Qin Yi stretched out his hand to pick up the black jade, and suddenly a terrifying qi burst out from the black jade, frantically pouring towards his body.

He didn't react for a while, and his face turned slightly pale.

"Humph!"

Feeling the qi pouring out of the black jade, Qin Yi snorted coldly, and the power of qi and blood in his body instantly agitated.

The surging blood qi let out a low roar, and the entangled qi seemed to have met a nemesis, and all of them instantly retracted into the black jade.

Qin Yi's face tightened, looking at the black jade in his hand, he was a little surprised in his heart.

The black jade is engraved with a strange pattern, and in the middle is a strange pattern, which looks a little mysterious.

Almost all the qi in the tomb was released from this piece of black jade, and as the qi was absorbed back by the black jade, the cold breath in the tomb gradually dissipated.

Qin Yi knew that this piece of black jade should not be an ordinary thing, so he cautiously arranged a system on the black jade, and then took it back into the Qiankun bag.

Although he didn't know what this black jade was, maybe Wei Youlin knew about it.

In the corner of the burial chamber there is a small door that leads to the depths of the tomb.

Qin Yi glanced back at the tomb, and after confirming that there was nothing, he took a deep breath,

Stepped through the small door and walked towards the depths of the tomb.

The tomb road was very long, and Qin Yi walked for a long time before he walked to the next tomb.

This burial chamber is larger than the previous one, but there are no coffins here.

Around the tomb were a messy pile of weapons, which had lost their spirits and become a pile of scrap copper and iron after the erosion of time.

In the center of the burial chamber there is a round platform on which a large knife is placed.

The knife was bloody, and the blade shone with a cold cold light, and a ferocious aura overflowed from the knife.

This knife is not of a low grade!

Qin Yi had such a feeling when he saw this knife for the first time.

Looking at a knife, he felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart, and the cold light flickering on the knife made his heart beat a little.

Glancing at the big knife on the round platform with fear, Qin turned around and prepared to exit this tomb.

Qin Yi believed in his spiritual sense very much, and he didn't know how many times he had saved him in the spirit ruins before.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the stone door of the tomb fell heavily, and Qin Yi's face changed instantly.

Looking at the closed tomb door in front of him, his heart was a little heavy.

Click-click-

On the round platform, the silent broadsword suddenly trembled.

A trace of ferocious aura emerged from the knife, and in an instant, the entire tomb was filled.

The ferocious aura invaded, and Qin Yi seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in front of him, and his face turned pale.

Scold!

Luo Qingyun was instantly unsheathed, and was tightly held in his hand, and a loud sword roar sounded in the tomb.

As if feeling the breath of Luo Qingyun, the big knife on the round platform let out a piercing buzz, instantly broke free from the restraints and suspended into the air.

In the burial chamber, the fierce knife qi rushed by, leaving deep knife marks on the surrounding walls.

Ding Ding Ding Ding –

Qin Yiyi was surrounded by a light shield formed by spiritual power, and one after another sword qi collided on the light mask, making a crisp sound.

Roar –

A furious roar came from the broadsword, as if a sleeping beast had woken up.

A snow-white cold light pierced the air and slashed towards Qin Yi with a fierce killing intent.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the spiritual power shield outside Qin Yiyi did not have the slightest power to resist, and it shattered in response.

"Humph!"

Qin Yi let out a muffled snort and flew out upside down, slamming into the stone wall of the tomb.

"Poof!" he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

"Damn!" wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Qin Yi slowly got up and scolded secretly.

Buzz –

The big knife was raised, the edge of the knife was pointed at Qin Yi, and it slashed towards Qin Yi again.

Qin Yi's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly rolled around, narrowly avoiding the blade.

The big knife slashed into the air, and the sword qi left a pitch-black crack on the ground, and the burst gravel burst towards the surroundings, and Qin Yi's face hurt when he hit him.

"Whew-"

His mouth was panting heavily, and the arm holding Luo Qingyun was faintly trembling.

Look at the cold flashing in the air

The big knife of light, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, "Since you want to be fierce, then I am more fierce than you!"

Blood flashed in his eyes, and a faint red mist wrapped around the Luoqingyun Sword.

The pale cyan sword instantly turned scarlet, and it looked like it had a strange feeling.

In the air, a rich blood gas permeated the entire burial chamber.

Blood Soul Prison!

This is a secret technique in the blood refining technique, Qin Yi once used it in the spirit ruins, but at that time, his cultivation was too low, and he could only play the fur of the Blood Soul Prison.

After such a long time, he used the Blood Soul Prison again, and suddenly a terrifying aura erupted in the tomb.

As a strange secret technique in the blood refining technique, the Blood Soul Prison is naturally an extremely ferocious technique.

After Qin Yi cast it, his black hair was windless, and a shuddering aura flashed in his eyes, and the whole person looked awe-inspiring.

Although he had already restrained himself from using the Blood Refining Technique, facing the threat of death, this was his only choice!

Perhaps under the influence of the Blood Soul Prison, the large knife suspended in the air trembled slightly, and its movements became a little sluggish.

In the air, the blood qi and the sword qi collided with each other, and a piercing hum erupted.

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Qin Yi's mouth, and a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes.

Looking at the light of the slashed knife, he slowly stretched out his hand and grasped it on the blade!