Although Feng Wuchen and Fang Xiaohan were not slow, when they arrived at the ladder, it was already crowded with people!

Seeing the dense crowd of people squeezing the ladder, Fang Xiaohan raised the corner of his mouth with a smile on his face: "Are those people stupid? The Snow Burial Palace is only tens of thousands of feet high at most. With their cultivation, they can't even jump up there.

Already..."

Feng Wuchen smiled and said: "When you feel that most people are stupider than you, you often need to reflect on yourself! Who is the stupid one?"

Fang Xiaohan frowned: "What do you mean?"

Time was running out, and Feng Wuchen had no time to show off, so he immediately replied: "The Snow Burial Palace seems to be in the clouds, but I'm afraid what we see with the naked eye is just a mirage, a phantom! Its real location is somewhere else.

A space, and this ladder is the only entrance!"

"I see……"

Fang Xiaohan suddenly realized it and immediately looked towards the ladder.

"Then what are you waiting for? If you go up later, that big golden bastard will snatch up all the good stuff!"

Say so, and the two of them set off at the same time, running towards the ten thousand steps.

You chased me for a while, and after about a quarter of an hour, the two finally climbed up the ten thousand steps.

Above the clouds, Feng Wuchen raised his head and took a look, but the sight in front of him stunned him.

After stepping onto this suspended land, all the stairs and heavenly beings behind them disappeared.

This so-called Snow Burial Palace is actually suspended in the air on all sides, but when you look down from here, you can't see the bottom at a glance. There is only a vast expanse of white, not just a few tens of thousands of feet?

"Hey...there seems to be someone in front of you!"

At this time, following Fang Xiaohan's cry, Feng Wuchen turned his head and followed his eyes, only to see a wide and flat road directly in front of them that stretched thousands of feet away.

At the end of the avenue is a huge and luxurious palace.

At the entrance of the palace,

But there was a dense row of figures. Judging from their posture, they were kneeling in front of the palace door!

“Go check it out!”

The two of them activated their body movements, but within half a breath, they arrived in front of the palace door.

However, they saw that the figures kneeling in front of the door were not alive, but had been dead for an unknown number of years. It was just that the weather here was freezing, and each of their bodies had a layer of ice crystals on their bodies, making their bodies

Still intact, even as if alive!

I saw these kneeling corpses with different expressions. Some had their eyes closed and looked peaceful, while others had eyes wide open with fear on their faces!

Except for Feng Wuchen and the other two, most of the other heavenly beings who climbed up the ladder took a few glances at these kneeling corpses and then were urged to go to the main hall by chance.

Seeing more and more people entering the hall, Feng Wuchen became more and more fascinated by these kneeling corpses, and Fang Xiaohan couldn't help but feel a little itchy.

"Hey... why don't you come out later and watch again? If you go in later, the treasures may be robbed by others!"

Feng Wuchen rolled his eyes at him: "Have you forgotten what you came to the Snow Burial Palace?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten...but there is no Wuyilang here! Why don't we go in and take a look, maybe the headquarters of Wuyixiang is in this palace!"

Feng Wuchen glanced at the main hall behind him, but felt a chill running down his spine.

"After arriving here, I realized that things are not that simple! I can't tolerate being careless..."

"Tens of thousands of years ago, the Nine Nether Sword Demon claimed to be invincible in the world and wanted to find the Heavenly Domain of the Ten Thousand Gods. The last place he went to was the Snow Burial Palace! And he never came back!"

"Being buried in the snow in the heavenly palace, there must be

What power is hidden! Now I feel more and more that we have stepped into a game of chess, and you and I are both pawns! I can’t tolerate being careless..."

"Look at these kneeling corpses. Even though they have been dead for many years, they still exude a heart-stopping sense of oppression! I can't even imagine how terrifying their cultivation was during their lifetime! But even so, they are still the same. He died here and was turned into a kneeling corpse and placed here!"

Listening to Feng Wuchen's words, Fang Xiaohan felt a little chill in his heart.

"What kind of existence can easily suppress so many strong men? Moreover, what is his purpose of putting so many corpses here?" ??

"As for the purpose, it's not difficult to guess! The main hall we are in now is the center of the entire Snow Burial Palace, and it is also the most conspicuous one! If someone breaks in, the first place they come to will be here... And a certain existence, after suppressing the intruders, made them kneel here, firstly, to let them repent here forever! Secondly... it was to warn those who would come later! This hall cannot be touched!"

"Tsk...that's really cruel!"

When Fang Xiaohan sighed, he no longer urged Feng Wuchen.

The next moment, Feng Wuchen stopped in front of a kneeling corpse.

I saw the kneeling corpse wearing a black robe, kneeling on one knee, holding a black heavy sword, with disheveled hair and angry eyes. Although he had been dead for a long time, endless emotions could be seen in his wide-open pupils. Anger, the heart of the sword that kills both ghosts and gods!

The corners of Feng Wuchen's mouth gradually rose: "Here comes something interesting!"

"Old devil! Xiao Renfeng! Come out and see what this is!"

Feng Wuchen's words fell.

Then he saw a flash of black light, and Xiao Renfeng and Jiuyou Sword Demon appeared beside him.

However, when they saw the kneeling corpse, they

At the same time, his expression changed and he fell into a deathly silence.

After a long time, Xiao Renfeng sighed: "Tsk... old devil! Now it seems that you have really been to the Snow Burial Palace! Moreover, you died here and were made into a kneeling corpse!"

The Jiuyou Sword Demon's expression turned gloomy, his sword eyes fixed on the kneeling corpse in front of him, and he said nothing.

Fang Xiaohan was shocked for a while: "This...is this the Nine Nether Sword Demon?"

After Jiuyou Sword Demon recast his body with the power of the underworld, he has always looked like a young man, but it is very different from his original self. However, Feng Wuchen and Xiao Renfeng have seen the old demon's true appearance before!

There are nine sword masters in total on the ninth floor of Longyuan!

Except for the two people on the first and eighth floors who are missing, the rest of them, except the Nine Nether Sword Demon, are all real!

A long time ago, when Feng Wuchen was refining the Burning Sea Sword, he saw an image.

It was a hundred-foot giant who was pierced through the heart with a sword!

At first, he always thought that the giant was the Jiuyou Sword Demon, and that sword was issued by Fan Ye.

Because of this, the Nine Nether Sword Demon has no body!

But now it seems that his original guess was probably wrong!

The Jiuyou Sword Demon was probably rescued by Fan Ye when he was being suppressed by the being buried in the Snow Palace! But his physical body remained here forever!

"..."

After a moment of silence, Feng Wuchen looked at the physical body on the ground and asked the Jiuyou Sword Demon: "This physical body has been frozen here for tens of thousands of years, can it still be used?"

"..."

There was another deathly silence, and after a long time, the Nine Nether Sword Demon turned into a black light and escaped directly into Longyuan.

"Take it into Longyuan before we talk!"
Chapter completed!