Lin Fan and the three of them left the valley and escaped into the mountains, Lin Fan's movement just now was too big, I am afraid that many people are coming to look for him.

"According to what you say, it should be a matter of your cultivation of the exercises, are you really sure of your life experience?" Lin Fan told the Iron Pot Daoist and Huineng Monk about the general situation, only to see the Iron Pot Daoist look depressed.

Lin Fan nodded, he naturally couldn't be a descendant of gods and demons.

"Why aren't you! If you have the blood of gods and demons in your body, I believe those old monsters must be interested in you and will definitely be able to sell them for a good price!" said the iron pot Taoist thoughtfully, so angry that Lin Fan kicked his fat ass.

"Amitabha! Lin Fan is the reincarnation of the Buddha, naturally not a god or demon, Lin Fan is still going back to Wuliang Mountain with the poor monk, remembering the three lives, and rebuilding the Buddha!"

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A few days later, the monk Huineng said goodbye to Lin Fan and the Iron Pot Dao people and returned to Wuliang Mountain alone, while the Iron Pot Dao people and Lin Fan set off to prepare for the Devil's Cry Ridge.

"Devil's Crying Ridge is a forbidden area that appeared in the ancient flood era, and everyone who enters it has no return, which is comparable to the magic mountain. The iron pot Taoist said, Lin Fan nodded, he had already heard of it.

"Some people speculate that Devil's Cry Ridge should be an ancient battlefield, and from time to time there will be strange treasures born from it, and many ancient saints in ancient times have gone to investigate the secrets of Devil's Cry Ridge, and all of them are buried in it without exception. The Iron Pot Daoist continued, he knew a lot more about Devil's Crying Ridge than Lin Fan.

"We have to find a Void Array to teleport over, otherwise the daylilies will be cold when we get there!" said the Iron Pot Daoist, frowning, trying to find a Void Array in this Wasteland Mountain Range is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Lin Fan has encountered a void array, but unfortunately it is the ancient array abandoned by the demon clan, it is really fortunate that Lin Fan can be teleported to the demon mirage last time and there is no problem, you must know that there is a huge danger hidden in the void of the Dao, the void turbulence can easily tear people apart or teleport to an unknown space, once lost in the void, unless you have the ability to break the void and escape, otherwise you will stay in that dark and dead space forever, until you die of decay.

A few days later, Lin Fan and the Iron Pot Dao people finally found a Void Array that led to the Devil's Cry Ridge, but this Void Array was already full of people, all of whom were immortal cultivators who wanted to go to the Devil's Cry Ridge.

"The birth of the Devil's Crying Ridge Treasure this time is unprecedented, it was not so lively three hundred years ago, but this time the Immortal Palace seems to be Wang Ba's iron heart to get this strange treasure!"

"This time I went to try my luck, those ancient soldiers who were born with strange treasures would not be in vain if they got one casually!"

"I'm afraid it's not easy! The first few times there were strange treasures in Devil's Cry Ridge, which time didn't the blood flow? This time, I just let it go! If I don't succeed, I will become a benevolent!"

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The waiting immortal cultivators beside the Void Array formed by the jade pillar were talking, and Lin Fan had learned something from their conversation.

"Ahh

"Fatty, we just got into trouble!Keep it low!" Lin Fan said.

"Yes, low-key, low-key, alas...... But a handsome, dashing and suave person like me is the center of the world wherever he goes! It's too hard to keep a low profile!" the Iron Pot Dao man sighed pretending to be flat.

"Don't say I know you!" Lin Fan kicked the iron pot man in the ass again.

"Dead Lin Fan, see that you are full of treasures, be careful that the poor Dao stews you!" said the Iron Pot Daoist viciously, but it looked very funny.

"You come to stew, watch me kick over your king's eight shells!" Lin Fan did not show weakness.

Since Monk Huineng left, the people of the Iron Pot Dao seemed to feel uncomfortable if they didn't fight for a day, and now they are fighting with Lin Fan every day.

The Void Array is limited, it can only teleport ten people at a time, if there are too many people to teleport, the entire large array will collapse, and the people in the Void Array will be buried in the cold and dark void, Lin Fan and the Iron Pot Dao people are lined up at the back of the crowd, and it is estimated that it will take half a day before it will be their turn.

The iron pot Taoist sat on the ground, he picked up the jerky and ate it, and looked around from time to time, looking lively.

Lin Fan didn't waste any time as always, he sat down to practice, even if the outside world was very noisy, it couldn't affect his ethereal state of mind.

Many immortal cultivators also choose to sit down and cultivate, only a small number of idlers, or those who know each other, get together to talk about the past and the present, after all, cultivation is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat.

Lin Fan suppressed his aura, because once that Xuanhuang Qi was seen, he was afraid that he would be recognized, and he would inevitably get into unnecessary trouble at that time.

There was no time for cultivation, and half a day passed quickly, and Lin Fan and the Iron Pot Dao people stepped into the void array formed by the jade pillars with a few unknown immortal cultivators.

The Void Array activated, and the endless talismans intertwined, blocking this space, and then Lin Fan and the others entered the cold and dark void as soon as it was dark in front of their eyes.

Lin Fan and the others were wrapped in a thin film condensed by a layer of talismans, and there was a special force that guided them forward.

"To form this Void Array, you must at least have the cultivation of the Liuhe Transformation Realm, and the powerhouses of the Liuhe Transformation Realm can shuttle through the Void on their own, and it is thousands of miles in an instant. Someone beside Lin Fan said.

"Is the Liuhe Transformation Realm above the Beidouchen Realm?" Lin Fan said to himself in his heart, he hadn't heard the Iron Pot Daoist mention it, this fat man didn't have a positive shape all day long, and Lin Fan didn't know how he cultivated to the Beidouchen Realm.

"Poor Dao has personally seen someone shatter a large piece of void with the snap of his fingers! That kind of person's cultivation is probably close to a 'real person'. The iron pot man said.

"Cultivation is divided into nine realms, nine represents the extreme end of heaven and earth, and above the Liuhe realm, there are also the five elements realm, the four elephant heaven realm, the three pole true realm, the Liangyi Yuan realm, and the Taiyi realm. Those in the three-pole true realm are real people; the Liangyi Yuan Realm still uses the ancient title of 'saint', but there has been no ancient saint for thousands of years; the one in the Taiyi realm is the Daozun, which was called 'emperor' or 'emperor' in the ancient flood era. The Iron Pot Daoist explained to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan nodded, and wrote down these in his heart, he didn't even know the basic knowledge of cultivation before, and saying it had to make people laugh out of their big teeth.

"It's terrible to be uneducated!" Lin Fan sighed.

The speed of traveling through the void was very fast, and it was not an exaggeration to say that one step was a thousand miles, and it didn't take long for Lin Fan and them to reach their destination.

When Lin Fan and the others came out again, they had already appeared in another world, which was the periphery of Devil's Cry Ridge.

The yellow weeds are everywhere here, and the leaves on the dead trees around it have fallen away, making it a bleak and desolate scene.

"The aura here is depleted, and there is dead air all around!" said the Iron Pot Daoist, his gaze into the distance.

"That's Ghost Crying Ridge!" said the Iron Pot Daoist with a finger, and Lin Fan looked at the place where the Iron Pot Daoist was pointing with his hand.

I saw that there was an endless mountain range of ghosts, the gray mist wrapped the gray mountains, those mountains were hideous, looking at the past from a distance, it looked like a ghost king in the underworld, Lin Fan faintly heard the sound of ghosts crying from that direction.

"The place of the evil sect! And the murderous aura is sky-high!" Lin Fan said his feelings, the murderous aura in the Ghost Crying Ridge was too heavy, as if there were millions of army souls buried.

"That's right, so Poor Dao has always suspected that this is an ancient battlefield that makes the ancient saint bleed and the corpse of a real person ambushed!" said the Iron Pot Dao man, although he is not in a proper shape, but sometimes he speaks very reasonably.

"When you get closer, be careful of the sound of the ghost crying, it seems to be a terrifying sonic array, if the immortal cultivator is defenseless, he will be shattered by the primordial god, and it is estimated that someone like you who doesn't even have the primordial god will be accidentally shocked to death. The iron pot Taoist reminded, although the words were ugly, but they were also kind.

"See, that conspicuous blood-red mountain! It is said that it is stained red with the blood of the ancient saints, and the indelible corpses of the ancient saints are still hanging on the cliff wall!" said the Iron Pot Daoist and Lin Fan as everyone walked, slowly approaching the rumored Devil's Cry Ridge, which was as famous as the Demon Mountain.

"Do you say that the Demon Mountain is terrible or the Devil Crying Ridge is terrible?" Lin Fan asked, he came down from the Devil Mountain, although the Magic Mountain was terrifying, but it did not have the evil feeling of Ghost Crying Mountain.

"Naturally, it's those three magic mountains! they are taboos among taboos! An existence that is more eternal than heaven and earth! Even Dao Zun who violates it will have to pay with his life!" said with a very serious face, I'm afraid that any immortal cultivator who asked about the magic mountain would not answer very casually.

"There are many forbidden places between heaven and earth, if you have to find a place similar to the magic mountain, it is the burial heaven valley! some people say that it is the burial place of heaven and earth, and some people say that there is a real netherworld!" continued, the iron pot Taoist continued, he seemed to be very interested in these forbidden places, and knew a lot of information.

"Woo ......" There was a wave of ghost roars from the Ghost Cry Ridge, and someone was inadvertently hit, and fell straight down, his eyes were terrifyingly hollow, as if he had been dug out, and his eyebrows were bleeding, which was a manifestation of the Yuan Shen being shattered.

"Keep your heart in your heart, your heart is ethereal!" shouted the Iron Pot Daoist, who closed his eyes and recited a mantra to ward off the ghostly roar.

Lin Fan felt a terrifying aura that was about to destroy his consciousness, and at the critical moment, the oracle bones in his first divine cave trembled and resolved this crisis for him, Lin Fan hurriedly did what the iron pot Taoist said, and there was nothing outside his heart, so he couldn't hear the ghost howling.

The rest of the immortal cultivators obviously knew how to deal with the ghost howling sound of the Ghost Crying Ridge, except for one or two people who were carelessly shattered and died, the rest of the people were unharmed, and it was not until the sound of the ghost roar was over that everyone let out a long breath and continued to move forward.

"I really shouldn't have come to this hellish place! I'm just getting closer! I'm almost going to die, and if I accidentally fall into it, it's not going to be over!" shouted the Iron Pot Daoist, but he only complained.

"Fat man, you call it careful again, really fall in!" Lin Fan said, and the iron pot Daoist hurriedly covered his mouth.

"Phew!Phew!Phew!Phew!This kid is farting when he speaks!Uncle Ghost Crying Mountain, don't take it seriously!" The Iron Pot Daoist muttered in the direction of Ghost Crying Ridge.