The hill that appears in the middle of the river is the size of a villa. On top of the flat stone wall, the two stone doors shook faster and faster. Many of the monks looked like they were ready to move. If the stone gate is opened, I believe that some monks will rush in.

Before the stone gate could really open, the hill, which had completely stabilized, suddenly emitted a white light outward. After this white light dissipated, a ring of light visible to the naked eye spread out from the top of the hill. In just an instant, a large number of monks were enveloped in it.

All of a sudden, it became foggy, as if it had entered a fog. The places where the eye can see have become very limited. But the hill is still clearly visible. The surrounding aura suddenly began to flow towards the hill. The speed of the spiritual qi flow is very fast, as if there is a force in the mountain absorbing the surrounding spiritual power.

When the sound came, some of the monks were attacked. A second later, a large number of monks began to strike, as they were all attacked. There were some monks who were too weak, and they were directly sent out of the air. There were also a few monks who were invincible but refused to retreat, and they died directly.

Jiang Feng also pulled his erhu again, and one after another sword qi shot out with the sound of the piano, breaking those attacks that were coming towards him. Du Feng and Fu Guodong had already come to Jiang Feng's sides. But the two of them didn't make a move. The attacks that came towards the three of them were all dealt with by Jiang Feng's sword qi.

All the attacks came from a formation that existed around the hill. The attack range of this formation is exactly the range covered by the previous spiritual power aperture. When many monks withdrew from the hill, the stone gate on the hill slowly opened.

"It turned out to be a dimensional space, and it seems that the person who left this cave is not a simple character. Du Feng looked at the open stone door and said in a low voice.

"Maybe it's really a cave house of a great magical monk. Shall we go in and have a look?" Fu Guodong said as he looked at Jiang Feng.

Regarding the open stone door, Jiang Feng just glanced at it, and didn't pay too much attention to it. He is now dealing with attacks around him. Jiang Feng seemed to be very interested in shooting sword qi with the sound of the piano. Now these attacks are just right to help Jiang Feng practice.

The hill in the river, even after being hollowed out, can also be used as a cave. But after all, it's still a little smaller. When the stone door opened, only a white light could be seen. Du Feng had already seen that inside the hill, there was a dimensional space sealed. That space is the real cave.

A monk flew towards a hill in the middle of the river. The formations around the hill could not stop the monks who were still able to stay here. Soon, many monks entered the stone gate. However, some of the truly powerful monks did not enter. They are still watching.

Twenty minutes later, no one had come out. The monk who chose to wait did not want to wait any longer. On the colorful ship, several people flew out and headed for the stone gate. The people on the raft also folded their folding fans and walked towards the stone gate. The man on the bamboo couch, with four men, went towards the stone gate. Some other powerful monks also flew to the stone gate. Soon, the people who were still within the attack range of the formation were Jiang Feng, Fu Guodong and Du Feng. The others either went in or withdrew.

Looking at Jiang Feng's appearance, he seemed to be intoxicated with the sound of the piano emitting sword qi. Jiang Feng didn't seem interested in the stone gate on the hill. Du Feng and Fu Guodong were not in a hurry, they just stood there and waited.

Time passed, and the monks who went in never came out. But there were other monks who were going in one after another. Some of these people have just arrived, some have left the city before, and some have come back now. And Jiang Feng has been playing the erhu there, practicing how to mix the sword qi into the sound of the piano.

With continuous practice, Jiang Feng became more and more proficient. The sword qi in the sound of the piano also began to become more powerful. If it weren't for the unsuitable environment he was in now, Jiang Feng would definitely emit a stronger sword aura.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng's piano sound stopped. He suddenly looked up at the hill in the middle of the river. As the sound of the piano stopped, the attack of the formation came. When the attack was close, Jiang Feng didn't fight back. It was Du Feng who made a move and blocked the attack. Jiang Feng just looked at Xiaoshan in a daze.

"Let's go in. As Jiang Feng spoke, he flew up and headed towards the hill. Du Feng and Fu Guodong didn't know why Jiang Feng suddenly changed his mind. They didn't ask much, they just followed.

Jiang Feng went straight to the stone gate and quickly entered. The feeling of entering the stone gate is very similar to the feeling of entering the tomb of the thief king before. Jiang Feng didn't think too much about it, and went straight through. By the time the white light from the stone gate disappeared in front of his eyes, Jiang Feng had already reached the space in the middle of the hill. Du Feng and Fu Guodong also came to both sides of Jiang Feng.

The sky was gray overhead, and the gravel ground was underfoot. Except for an oval-shaped door that glowed white, it was dark. Jiang Feng's current location is at the edge of this space. The darkness behind him is the shell of this space.

On the land ahead, you can see dead trees, dry riverbeds, and bare mountains, as well as wooden buildings at the foot of the mountains.

This space is obviously not as big as the Tomb of the Thief, but it is not small anymore. The places that Jiang Feng could see were only part of this space. He didn't stay where he was, and flew straight ahead. He could feel that not very far ahead, there was a spiritual power fluctuation coming. There should be monks who came in before.

Directly over the hill in front of you, what appeared in front of you was still gravel, and there were several hills in the distance. Jiang Feng's flying speed also began to increase little by little. Surrounded by several hills ahead, the only tall mountain in the area also appeared.

The hill that surrounds the peaks is also bare, and there is not a single trace of green in sight. Even the mountain peaks were bare. Judging from the dead trees and dead grass, all the plants here should have died. Jiang Feng didn't see any animals here. But he thought, if there were, I guess they would all be dead.

As he approached the hill that surrounded the peak, Jiang Feng slowed down. Because there is a formation here, it is no longer possible to move forward as fast as before. He also began to see that many monks were already trapped in the formation. There are also quite a few monks who are attacking the formation that protects the mountain peak.

With two real masters around him, Jiang Feng naturally wouldn't worry about the formation here. He wasn't trapped by the formation like the other monks, and he didn't drop his life here like some monks. As he flew over the hill that surrounded the peak, he approached the peak. Instead of rushing straight to the mountain like the other monks, he flew towards a few monks who were fighting fiercely with something that looked like a firebird.

"Fellow Daoists, please stay, this thing belongs to us. Before Jiang Feng could get closer, a monk said.

Jiang Feng ignored it and was still approaching. Those few monks who were fighting fiercely with something like the Firebird, although they were not satisfied, they didn't have time to take care of Jiang Feng.

"Please stop a few fellow Daoists, I want this thing. As compensation, I'll send you something else. Jiang Feng said after approaching.

Those monks ignored Jiang Feng, still fighting with the same thing as the firebird. Their purpose was to catch the firebird, not destroy it. This keeps them from going all out, making it difficult for them to gain the upper hand. After Jiang Feng arrived, the Firebird's attack also began to become stronger. In less than half a minute, the monks were repulsed.

"Please let a few fellow Daoists leave. This little thing should be regarded as compensation for you. Jiang Feng said as he stretched out his hand forward.

The monk, who was about to rush up again, looked at Jiang Feng. When they saw what Jiang Feng was doing, these people's eyes lit up. Obviously, he fell in love with what Jiang Feng was in his hands.

What Jiang Feng was dragging in his hand was a fruit with black gas, and something like a rhinoceros horn. That fruit, called the Hundred Poison Fruit, is a rare spiritual fruit. The rhinoceros horn-like thing is indeed a kind of monster horn, and it is a good material for refining weapons. These two things were obtained by Jiang Feng in the Falling Immortal Abyss. These two things are rare to see outside. But in the Falling Immortal Abyss, this thing is not difficult to see.

"Daoyou is really good. It's just two things, and I want to send six of us, isn't it a little worse? A monk said.

"Then what do you want?" Jiang Feng asked.

One of the monks smiled darkly, and gave the other monks a look. These people didn't say anything more, and almost simultaneously attacked Jiang Feng and the three of them. They must have all decided that it would be easier to kill Jiang Feng than to catch the firebird, and they would be more able to let go of their hands to do it.

"Kill them all. Jiang Feng said as those monks moved.

The monks who shot may not have thought that they didn't even have time to react, and they all died in the hands of Fu Guodong alone. Jiang Feng walked towards the firebird that was flying in the air and dragging its long flame tail as the monks fell.

It wasn't really a bird, it was a conjugation of spiritual power. The firebird, which was originally very aggressive, did not make any attack after Jiang Feng approached. When Jiang Feng stopped and stretched out his hand, the firebird circled twice in the air, turned into a hairpin, and landed on Jiang Feng's hand.