After a day and a night of chasing and fleeing, Haotian was not far from the exit of the second and third sections at this time. At the current rate, it only takes an hour to leave.

The cold air behind him continued to spread, because of the cold, since yesterday, snowflakes began to fall in the gloomy sky, and now the third section of the death cemetery has become a world of ice and snow.

In the ice and snow world, there are ice sculptures everywhere, there are demon beasts, remnant souls, and some human monks.

As the range of cold air spreads more and more widely, the temperature of the cold air is no longer the same as before, and it can freeze the demon beast at once.

The current cold air is still cold, but it is impossible to freeze the Soul Infant Monk in a short period of time.

Haotian stopped and felt the temperature of the cold air, although the cold wind was biting, but as long as he set up a rush of spiritual energy cover, he could barely resist it for a while.

The snow in the sky seems to never stop, and now it is white all around.

The monsters fled in all directions, and they all gathered on the periphery of the third stage, because only the temperature here could accept it. Therefore, at the exit of the third and second stages, a large number of demon beasts gathered.

Not far away, a dozen monks gathered there. They wanted to leave, but were stopped by the monsters they knew well, and everyone gathered to find a way to leave.

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"What the hell is going on, how could such a powerful cold suddenly erupt. A stout monk with a look of horror on his face.

He had seen with his own eyes the scene of a mid-stage spiritual infant monk being instantly frozen by the powerful cold air. If he hadn't cultivated a high-level body technique, he would have been frozen a long time ago.

"It's strange, as far as I know, the Graveyard of the Dead can't have changed so dramatically. Could it be that something is happening that we don't know about? A handsome young monk muttered to himself.

"Brother Ling, what's wrong with you. A monk not far from the handsome young man looked at him suspiciously.

The young monk shook his head, indicating that he was fine. But he continued to ponder.

This young monk's name is Ling Hongyu, and he is the Young Palace Master of Tianluo Palace, the best of the younger generation, and is known as one of the ten geniuses of the Land of Chaos.

Ling Hongyu not only cultivates in order to attain it, but also likes to study secret books. Therefore, those present should say that he is the person who knows the most about the cemetery of the dead.

Before entering the cemetery of the dead, he re-read all the texts. But I have never seen such a strong record of cold air in the cemetery of death in any of the classics.

"Someone is coming. Ling Hongyu raised his head and looked into the distance. Everyone followed his gaze, and a figure galloped from afar, and those present immediately became vigilant.

"Is that him?" came an exclamation.

"Brother Yan, you know someone who came. Everyone looked at the speaker with a puzzled expression.

"I guess I know him, he's a friend of our young master. It's just that he obviously only has a spiritual transformation period of cultivation, why can he enter the third stage of the death cemetery. "This person is Yan Pengfei, the protector of the Sikong family.

"It seems that this friend of your young master is not simple. let hide his strength, and even Brother Yan didn't see it. A flash of surprise flashed in Ying Qing's eyes.

When he saw Haotian for the first time, he didn't care, he just felt that the young man in front of him had an indescribable temperament. He never expected that the other party would be a spiritual infant cultivator who was not weaker than himself.

"Seniors, you are polite. In the blink of an eye, Haotian came to everyone, and saw Yan Pengfei and Ying Qing at a glance.

"Brother Ji, it's so hard for me to deceive you. I didn't expect you to be a spiritual infancy powerhouse. Yan Pengfei looked at the other party complainingly.

"Senior Yan, you haven't asked either. How could there ever be such a thing as deception? "From beginning to end, Haotian never said anything about his cultivation, so he didn't deceive everyone.

Yan Pengfei was slightly stunned, and he was powerless to refute.

"Well, now is not the time to discuss this. Let's think about how to get out of here. A middle-aged man said dissatisfied.

"Brother Han is right, the situation is very unfavorable to us if it drags on like this. Let's find a way to get out of here first. Ling Hongyu had a solemn look.

"Senior Yan, what's wrong. Haotian pretended to be puzzled and asked. He had long been aware that the intersection leading to the second section was occupied by a large number of demon beasts.

Yan Pengfei said the current situation with a solemn face.

"There are only five days left until the graveyard of death is closed. If we don't hurry up and leave, we'll die here in two days when the monsters riot. Ying Qing said with a solemn face.

Haotian looked at everyone with a puzzled expression, and Yan Pengfei recounted the reason.

It turned out that every three days before the closure of the Death Cemetery, the demon beasts in the secret realm would riot, and they would emerge from all directions to attack all the human monks.

During this period, the demon beasts seemed to be controlled by some kind of force, not only did their strength increase greatly, but they also faced the monks who invaded the secret realm.

No one knows why these monsters go berserk, but according to the records, whenever the monsters go berserk, it is a disaster for the human monks.

Haotian frowned deeply, and his face showed a solemnity. Although his conceit and strength are good, it is impossible for him to last long in the face of endless demon beast attacks.

It's less than two days before the monsters go berserk, and if they can't leave the third stage within this time frame, this will become their grave.

"Everyone knows the current situation, and I don't know what you senior brothers can do. An early infant monk asked anxiously.

He finally broke through the spirit infancy stage, and his longevity increased by I don't know how many times, and the road ahead is very long, and he is not willing to die in this kind of place.

The crowd fell silent, and they couldn't do anything. There weren't just one or two demon beasts blocking the way in the distance, and hundreds of demon beasts had gathered at the exit location alone.

These demon beasts are not ordinary spirit demon level demon beasts, but demon beasts above the demon soldier level. The strength of each one is not weaker than that of them in the infancy stage.

What's more, as long as they attack from the attack, the surrounding demon beasts will definitely gather. With their strength, facing so many demon beasts, I am afraid that they will not be able to block a wave of attacks.

"There is only one way to do this. Ling Hongyu's voice came, and everyone immediately looked at him nervously, waiting for him to say the following.

Ling Hongyu glanced around at everyone and frowned, "The method is actually very simple, just lure these demon beasts away and use this gap to escape from here." ”

Everyone was slightly stunned, and then fell silent. It's not that no one thought of it, it's just that no one said it. It's not so easy to distract these monsters.

The only way is for people to provoke these monsters and then find a way to lure them away. It's just that the person in charge of seducing, the result can be imagined, and it is definitely a situation of nine deaths.

No one wants to be this dead man.

Looking at the silent faces, Haotian guessed everyone's thoughts at once. In the face of life and death, no matter how high your cultivation is, you are just a cowardly ordinary person. Especially the longer you live, the more reluctant you are to die. What's more, among these monks in front of him, which one is not the pride of the sky.