"What's wrong, Impermanence, did you remember something again?"

Qing Ming stood beside me, put one hand on my shaking shoulder, and patted me gently, trying to calm me down.

The memory in my mind seems to have opened a door. Three hundred years ago, in the magic world war three hundred years ago, I... seemed to have participated in it.

The little coffin ghost saw me lost in memories and sat obediently on the ghost coffin without making a sound.

Three hundred years ago.

Murphy and I passed by a large mountain and found that the pure yin energy of this mountain can be compared to the best corpse raising places in the world. The top of the mountain is about a thousand meters high. Looking from a distance, there are many tombs on it. These tombs

The packages were sometimes dense and sometimes scattered. I felt a little surprised. There were few people in this area for hundreds of miles. What was the origin of this mountain? There were so many tombs, and where did so many people come from to be buried here?

"This is actually an unknown nameless mountain, but there seems to be fluctuations in the power of the formation on it, and the fluctuations are severe. It seems that someone is fighting. Let's go and don't get involved."

Mo Fei stared calmly into the distance, with a hint of color in his eyes as he spoke.

"I just had a discussion with Qingwei not long ago. Although her strength is equal to mine, it is still a bit difficult for me to suppress her. Why not go up and find some opportunities? If you want to leave, just leave."

I looked at the mountain and spoke coldly.

"Do you have to get into such trouble? If my guess is correct, the gate of Yinfu Sect is on the top of this mountain."

When Mo Fei saw that I insisted on staying, his face changed slightly and he spoke in a low voice.

"Yin Fu Sect? What kind of sect is this? How come it appears on this unknown hill?"

I frowned slightly, showing a look of confusion. I have been traveling around famous mountains and rivers for these years, and I didn't know that there was a sect called Yinfu Sect.

"The Yin Fu Sect has existed for thousands of years. Because the Yin Fu Sect's actions are somewhat contrary to other sects in the magic world, it is hidden in a place like this. It is best for us not to come into contact with them."

Mo Fei took a step forward and actually felt the urge to urge him.

"Going against the grain? Could it be that what the Yin Fu Sect does is all harmful to nature? When you say this, I'm about to go take a look. Although I'm not a disciple of the magic world sect, I am the tenth princess of Huang Ama, Gu Lun and Xiao

, I will never let these evil things threaten my country."

I didn't wait for Mo Fei to speak again. I stepped forward and flew towards the top of the mountain quickly. Mo Fei sighed helplessly and followed me.

When I got close to the top of the mountain, I realized why Mo Fei didn't let me get closer. When I walked to the bottom of the mountain, the originally cloudless sky had been covered by layers of dark clouds. There was a strong wind around, and it seemed that there was no way up the mountain.

The road around the mountain was nearly ten meters high and very steep, but this did not trouble us at all. I used the slightly raised rocks to use my strength and quickly reached the mountain.

There were graves all around, and the sky was dark, as if it was about to rain. I seemed to hear some cries, from far to near. There were bamboo poles stuck on top of these graves, with long white cloth floating on them, blowing in the wind.

And dance, the sound of hunting sounds.

What is surprising is that although these grave mounds are made of soil, there are wooden signs inserted around them. The wooden signs have some incomprehensible runes written on them, crooked and twisted, like tadpoles.

But some wooden signs in the distance have all fallen down.

, and even half of it was destroyed. What is even more shocking is that in the distance, some people wearing black robes fell to the ground, all dead, some had their arms removed, or their heads were twisted off, Feng Yi

Blow, and the strong smell of blood comes out.

"This is ghost writing. The Yin Fu Sect's unique sect secret method can lock the Yin Qi on the mountaintop through these wooden signs to prevent it from being lost. These men in black robes are disciples of the Yin Fu Sect. They were killed by others. It seems that someone is coming.

Seeking revenge."

After Mo Fei took a closer look, he spoke in a hoarse voice.

"There's someone fighting ahead!"

Suddenly, there were subtle roars in my ears. These roars were far apart and carried by the breeze.

Mo Fei's eyes flashed, and he grabbed me and ran to a hidden place in the woods nearby. As soon as we hid, a strange black ghost rolled down from the top of the mountain, and a faint figure appeared looming inside. This figure had two figures.

My feet were empty and I was running away, my body movements were very strange, and the wind howling around me gave me the illusion that this was a ghost land.

But what surprised me even more was that there was a frail man behind him, but he was holding a pitch-black coffin in his hand. This pitch-black coffin looked very heavy at first glance, almost five to six meters tall.

With several tall talismans attached to them, he easily lifted them up with one hand, and a strange gray-white gas appeared all over his body.

"Zombie Qi, this... this is a flying corpse!"

I spoke with a slight shock. Although I have encountered some mountain spirits and wandering ghosts in the past few years, I have never encountered such a powerful existence as Flying Corpse.

"Ghoul Coffin?!"

When Murphy saw the coffin, he exclaimed.

"Yin Luo Ghost King, Fei Lian Demon Corpse, want to take away the treasure of my Yin Fu Sect so easily? It's not that easy, Wan Gui Ling!"

A frightened and angry voice came from behind, and there was a storm in the sky. The bamboo poles on the densely packed tombs suddenly shattered, and ghosts emerged one after another. The huge evil power made me shake.

Got a shiver.

Without saying anything, Mo Fei grabbed two talismans in his hand and stuck one on me and himself.

"Can this invisibility charm be useful? That one is the Yin Luo Ghost King. He is far beyond what these little ghosts can match. It's up to me."

Although Murphy cast the invisibility charm, it only concealed our bodies, but it could not cover up the smell on our bodies. The wandering ghosts feel the smell of strangers very strongly. If they get closer to us, they will detect us.

location.

I took out a blood-red oil-paper umbrella from behind, opened it, and winked at Mo Fei. Mo Fei approached me obediently. After he got under my oil-paper umbrella, I started to turn.

Layers of blood-red flames poured down from the umbrella and enveloped us.

This oil paper fan is a small gift given to me by Qingwei, it can cover our breath.

With this double protection, we can watch the battle with peace of mind. After all, it is rare to see this kind of fighting scene last time, and we can learn a lot of experience. The leader of the Yin Fu Sect severely injured the Yin Luo Ghost King with one against two.

But one of his arms was also removed by the powerful flying corpse, and he put it in his mouth and started chewing it.

People in the Yinfu Sect are also ordinary people who practice Taoism. The higher their cultivation level, even their nails and hair have a great effect, let alone flesh and blood, which are great nourishing things.

For example, some eminent monks have passed away in some places, but their hair and nails are still growing. Many of the nails and hair of these eminent monks have been cut off, and then processed and sealed in the bellies of some Buddha statues, and then consecrated.

It can bless the body of ordinary people and can drive away evil spirits and avoid evil.

This flying corpse was vicious by nature and was born by sucking blood. It was even more ecstatic to get the arm of the leader of the Yin Fu Sect.

As soon as I recalled this point, I saw the figure of the leader of the Yin Fu Sect, and I was brought back to reality from my memories. I stared blankly at the little coffin ghost on the coffin of the corpse-raising ghost.

"I recalled something again. Is it about the underworld and Huangquan Road?"

Qing Ming asked anxiously.
Chapter completed!