Regarding the threat of this Demon Sect disciple, Chu Hong didn't care at all. Not to mention that killing this guy in this weird misty forest will his Rausch son know. Even if Chu Hong kills him outside the secret world, he will not have the slightest psychological burden, not to mention that this person has bad intentions and has been deceiving Chu Hong since they met.

Maybe he was right, there were three people together at the beginning, but the other two were by no means lost for no reason, I am afraid that they had already been killed by this person pretending to be a disciple of Cloud Mountain.

Therefore, Chu Hong has been fighting on the battlefield since he was twelve years old, and he is the most sensitive to the smell of blood, although this person is well disguised, but the smell of blood on his body is really difficult to escape Chu Hong's nose, so he is guilty of the demon sect disciple and gives him a fatal blow when he is about to make a move.

As for the investigation of the Holy Son of Raushzi, Chu Hong was confident that he was not weaker than others, even if he met and killed him.

At the same time, in a hill deep in the secret realm, several cultivators whose bodies were shrouded in black robes were looking for something.

Suddenly, one of the cultivators at the head paused for a moment, and then returned to normal again.

"Seven is dead!"

"Holy Son, this secret realm is really a bit terrifying, and more than half of the manpower we brought has now been lost. Now there is not even a shadow of a target, will it really be here?"

An extremely beautiful voice came from under another black robe.

"Succubus, don't question the Elder's decision, and don't try to challenge my patience, otherwise, I don't mind letting you disappear completely. ”

The black-robed man at the head didn't even look at the succubus, only an indifferent voice came from the front.

The villain just thinks that you, as the Holy Son, are still venturing into this secret realm that has not been opened for seven hundred years, and you are crying out for the Holy Son. ”

"Although what is the Son of Heaven going to do, it is not your turn to control it, since you chose to follow me in the first place, then all you need to do is to be obedient and do it, don't worry about superfluous things!"

The succubus couldn't make a fuss, so he had to honestly follow behind the Holy Son and continue to explore the hill.

At the same time, Chu Hong was holding a map of animal skins and comparing them bit by bit, trying to find out some clues in this forest, so as to get out of trouble.

Just now, he suddenly remembered that when Zhao Heng's sanity had not been completely eroded by Gou Chen, he had told him that every map corresponded to an area in the secret territory.

That's why Chu Hong took out a paper map and compared it, hoping to find a way out of the maze from the map. But the heavens seem to have played a big joke on him, he has five maps, but there is no map of this misty forest.

In desperation, Chu Hong had no choice but to put away the map and once again use the most stupid method to find clues little by little.

Every time he passed a certain distance, Chu Hong would leave a mark on the tree. Whenever he finds himself back to the point of origin, he changes the marker and starts again in a different direction.

In this way, the hard work paid off, and finally, after nearly a day, Chu Hong finally found the right direction and walked out of the woods smoothly.

When Chu Hong walked out of the woods, Chu Hong finally let out a sigh of relief.

Sighing for this day, it is estimated that the others have already gone to the depths of the secret realm, right?

He had put together five maps in his hand before, but the only two pieces that were missing, one was the edge and the other was the center.

Now Chu Hong walked out of the misty forest and looked at the countless mountains and hills winding in front of him. Finding the corresponding map again, it was indeed an area adjacent to the missing edge lot.

While secretly sighing about his luck and decline, Chu Hong didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly entered this mountain and hill, first finding the correct route and location on the map.

According to the map, the only way to pass through this hill and then a mountain area can you enter the core area where the map is finally missing.

However, after only walking four or five miles, Chu Hong really looked at these hills up close, and then he found that this hill was unusual.

For no other reason, these hills are too regular in shape, each one is conical, but the size is different.

Moreover, this hill also gave Chu Hong an extremely familiar feeling, and that feeling Chu Hong had only felt in one place, that is, the Qinglong Cemetery. These hills are shaped like shrunken Qinglong Mountains.

"Could it be that this hill is not really a hill, but a cemetery? ”

This discovery made Chu Hong tremble for a while, if his guess was true, then how many masters and powers were buried under this endless hilly tomb?

Chu Hong approached a smaller hill suspiciously, found a suitable angle, and the wind and thunder sword in his hand instantly became larger, and then slashed Huashan fiercely towards the tomb with one move.

The "boom" tomb opened in response, and a huge explosion spread far and wide. Even a group of people who were already far away in the depths of the hills heard the loud noise and looked back one after another, and some even rose into the air to find the direction where the sound came from.

The black-robed people who were also in this area also heard this voice, and the woman who was called the succubus before listened carefully and said respectfully to the "Holy Son".

"Your Highness, this voice is coming from the northwest, it should be near the edge of the Misty Forest. ”

"Let's take a look!"

The man known as the Holy Son, apparently thinking of something, hurriedly galloped away with a group of men in black in that direction.

And the people in the rest of the directions were also curious, and they all came towards Chu Hong's direction.

At this time, Chu Hong didn't care about anything else, and when the hills were split, he didn't care about the dust dissipating, and he was eager to see if there were really big guys in the hills as he said.

Sure enough, although the dust had not completely dispersed, Chu Hong had already vaguely seen a huge red coffin with its head and feet in the middle of the hill.

Chu Hong only saw that the coffin was painted red all over, two feet and six inches high, and more than five feet in length.

"Don't blame the seniors, the juniors are just trying to verify the ideas in their hearts, and they have been confirmed at the moment, so let's help the seniors re-enter the soil now. ”

As he spoke, he was about to cast a big monument wrestler and push the hill back to bury the huge coffin.

"Stop!"

Just as Chu Hong was about to make a move, a hurried voice came from behind Chu Hong.

Chu Hong looked back, and it turned out to be an old man over seventy years old, and his gray beard was already sparse and there were not a few left.

"The thousand-year-old red paulownia is really made of thousand-year-old red paulownia wood. This coffin is priceless, and the person buried in the coffin is not even more noble? There must be something good to bury with it. ”

The people who came didn't care about Chu Hong at all, and went straight to the coffin as soon as they arrived at the scene. It's like a thousand-year-old pervert who meets a peerless beauty who has stripped naked, and even saliva comes out.

In the end, the old man didn't even know where to pull out a Xuanhua axe and wanted to pry open the coffin.

Chu Hong, who was on the side, really couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to stop it.

"Hey, this senior, this is someone else's coffin, you can just observe it, why do you still want to pry it open?"