It is about hundreds of kilometers from Southwest City to the ancient castle that suddenly appeared in the mountains.

Tens of thousands of figures flew into the sky and fled towards the ancient castle, and Qin Feng and the others were no exception.

However, there is a difference.

Most of the people rushed towards the castle with all their might, but Qin Feng and the others stopped and walked, deliberately slowing down.

With the strength of Qin Feng and the others, it only takes a few minutes to reach the 100-kilometer road, but in a grand event of this scale, the first batch of people to enter the ancient tomb may not be lucky.

It's like a group fight.

The person at the front will definitely be covered in injuries, while the person at the back will have a hard time hitting the other person. Only the person stuck in the middle will be injured the least and have the most room for improvement.

You can attack when you advance, and you can defend when you retreat. This can be said to be a military truth.

In this way, when Qin Feng and others arrived at the ancient castle, half an hour had passed.

As expected.

When Qin Feng and others arrived, the entrance to the castle was already littered with corpses. Most of the corpses had blackened eyes, purple lips, and dilated pupils, full of fear and regret, and they died with their eyes open.

"This..." Seeing this scene, Yu Wenwen was shocked: "What's going on?

How did these people die?"

"Poisoned to death."

Qin Feng glanced at the scene lightly and said: "No one wants their tomb to be excavated and trampled by future generations, so the tombs of emperors throughout the ages are full of vicious traps. Obviously, this powerful person in the life-threatening realm also

No exceptions.”

"There are many mechanisms in this tomb?"

Yu Wenwen was shocked.

"nonsense."

Qin Feng glanced at Yu Wenwen and said: "The entrance to the mausoleum is obviously a poisonous gas trap, so the group of people who rushed to the front were all poisoned to death inexplicably. After entering the mausoleum, there must be many traps."

Yu Wenwen was still frightened: "No wonder Master deliberately slowed down. It turns out that he knows the tricks of these ancestors. Master is so smart..." Qin Feng shook his head, with black lines on his face.

Why did he accept such a stupid apprentice?

Kong has peerless talent, but her brain doesn't seem to work very well. She is so stupid. If she is really allowed to venture into the world alone, Qin Feng really doesn't dare to rest assured.

Fortunately, Yu Wenwen was not fooled into leaving Canglong Island to join the world... While Qin Feng and Yu Wenwen were explaining, An Zhiya and Zoe Yingzi were already carefully sizing up the ancient castle in front of them.

An Zhiya frowned slightly, looked at Qin Feng and said: "Husband, I have seen the model of this castle in an ancient book in the Lingyun Sect's library. If it is correct, its structure should be extending in all directions, except for this

In addition to the entrance, there are at least seven entrances in different directions."

Qin Feng looked up and indeed saw many figures swarming in from other directions of the castle. They came from cities in different directions, but the time required to enter the castle was not slower than that of Southwest City.

Zoe Yingzi looked around and said in a solemn voice: "Husband, the poison gas mechanism at the entrance of this castle should have been cracked. Shall we go in now?"

"Well, come in."

Qin Feng nodded, raised his steps, and walked towards the castle.

The entrance to the castle is an oval gate that is three feet high, shaped like a cave, and very much in line with the primitive style of tens of thousands of years ago.

Qin Feng and the others remained vigilant and entered the castle through the gate. They were greeted by darkness, accompanied by extreme coldness and the smell of mold and rot.

This mausoleum has been hidden underground for tens of thousands of years. It is extremely cold and the temperature is probably comparable to the extreme north. If you are not a martial artist, it will be unbearable.

What appears in front of you is a passage four to five meters wide, bottomless and winding, like a sleeping snake.

Qin Feng and others were making camp step by step.

Suddenly, Qin Feng stopped because another batch of corpses appeared in front of him.

Different from the corpses outside the entrance, these corpses showed no signs of poisoning and no obvious injuries on their bodies, but they had the same fatal characteristics.

Bleeding from the seven orifices.

Qin Feng frowned slightly.

An Zhiya said in a concentrated voice: "Boping Valley in the Taihang Mountains has been passed down for tens of thousands of years and is regarded as an immortal sect. Their unique skill is the Boeing Technique. It is similar to the Lion's Roar Technique. It uses sound as a medium to invisibly burst out with extremely powerful lethality.

, kill people invisible, almost all the people who die in their hands bleed from their orifices, they are very vicious."

"Boeing Valley?"

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but laugh: "So, these people are killed by people from Boeing Valley?"

"It should be."

An Zhiya breathed out softly: "I didn't expect people from Boeing Valley to come too. It seems that this event is indeed attracting worldwide attention."

Yu Wenwen, a silly girl, interrupted again: "I don't think there are any treasures here. Why are they killing people for no reason?"

Qin Feng rolled his eyes and was too lazy to respond.

Zoe Sakurako was still gentle and patiently explained: "In a lawless place, as long as there are living people, they are enemies. Killing a group of people without losing energy will undoubtedly reduce the difficulty of competition."

"This..." Yu Wenwen's face turned pale: "Isn't this too cold?"

Zoe Sakurako smiled: "There has never been mercy in this world. The light you see is just someone restricting the darkness. When no one restricts it, the light ceases to exist."

Yu Wenwen suddenly felt her scalp numb.

suddenly.

Zoe Yingzi frowned, and a cold light appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Clang! The two swords came out of the body, and the sword light suddenly appeared.

In the passage, a shrill scream resounded, and behind Qin Feng and others, dozens of corpses appeared in an instant.

Someone attacked.

It's just that the strength of this group of people, the strongest is only in the Soaring Realm. They are vulnerable to Zoe Sakurako, who is at the peak of the Soaring Realm. They almost didn't have a chance to perform, and they were solved by Zoe Sakurako first.

"It's true that all living people are enemies..." Yu Wenwen looked back at the corpses and twitched the corners of her mouth: "Human nature is too dark."

Zoe Yingzi put away her swords and didn't look at the corpses.

Cold, indifferent.

Yu Wenwen came back to her senses and looked at Zoe Yingzi with a face full of surprise: "Sister Yingzi, you are so powerful. This is the first time I have seen you take action. Haha, you are so strong too!"

Zoe Sakurako was about to speak.

Qin Feng frowned and shouted: "Yu Wenwen, are you here to be a cheerleader?

There are just a few little minions, but they actually want your wife to take action?"

"Of course not, my disciple is here to help the master win the treasure!"

Yu Wenwen said aggrievedly: "This...isn't it because the master's wife is too strong? It's not the disciple's turn to take action."

"I think you just don't realize the danger."

Qin Feng glared and said: "Cheer up, you are still in the Sky Realm after all, and you are being treated like a vase."

Yu Wenwen blushed: "I know..."
Chapter completed!