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Qin Sang waved his hand to put away the flying yaksha, and then held out the ghost flag, triggering a stream of Nine Nether Demonic Fire to cover himself, forming a black fire shield.

He took two steps forward, the fire mask on his body swaying slightly.

At this time, Qin Sang felt the breath of demonic fire. This breath was extremely violent and terrifying, but when it touched his fire shield, it immediately became gentle.

The body of the Nine Nether Demonic Fire showed no signs of rebellion.

The fire shield trembled, and the breath was blocked. Although it could easily break through the fire shield, it did not do so.

Although the demonic fire has an extraordinary origin, it is a dead thing after all. It will show closeness to the original fire when it encounters it. As long as it is not angered, it will not attack Qin Sang.

Even under the protection of the fire shield, the impact on the soul is inevitable. With the Jade Buddha protecting him, this influence on Qin Sang was minimal.

"It is indeed feasible..."

Qin Sang looked happy and put the fat silkworm back into the insect basket.

Approaching the Nine Nether Demonic Fire, the purple mist disappeared.

No matter how strong Ziwu is, it is not on the same level as Jiuyou Demon Fire and is firmly blocked. The fat silkworm had maintained its poison-proof armor for so long, and finally had a rest. When it returned to the insect basket, it couldn't wait to fall asleep.

Qin Sang turned sideways, clinging to the cliff, moving forward cautiously, little by little.

In front of him was the black magic fire.

His eyes widened, he was extremely nervous, and he didn't dare to express his anger for fear of an accident.

At this time, if someone touches the Nine Nether Demonic Fire, even if it creates a slight disturbance, he will not even have a chance to escape and will instantly turn into ashes.

The space occupied by the Nine Nether Demon Fire was not large, but Qin Sang felt it was extremely long, and his back was soaked with cold sweat.

Finally, Qin Sang successfully passed through the blockade of the demonic fire. His mind suddenly relaxed, and he gasped for air. He glanced at the demonic fire with lingering fear, and then stared at the space in front of him.

Gray-white ghost fog wanders everywhere. There is no wind here, but it is bitingly cold. The environment is very similar to the fairy tomb.

I wonder how big this space is?

How many ghosts are lurking inside?

Qin Sang pondered for a moment and was not in a hurry to escape from the aura of the Nine Nether Demonic Fire. If anything happened, he would be able to escape in time. He stood there and released Feitian Yaksha, letting him go in and explore.

The corpse energy surged from Feitian Yaksha's body and blended into the ghost mist silently.

Qin Sang closed his eyes slightly, and through the soul mark in Feitian Yaksha's body, he drove it deep into the ghost mist.

Nine Nether Demon Fire, ancient teleportation array, the same birth time...

Putting all the coincidences together, if someone said that the Seven Kills Palace and the Ziwei Palace were not related, Qin Sang would not believe it.

If this place is similar to the Immortal Tomb Land, there would be nothing surprising.

Feitian Yaksha walked some distance away from the ghost mist and saw no tombs or tombstones.

Qin Sang whispered to himself, "It doesn't look like an ancient cemetery! There are no immortal tombs!"

His expression suddenly relaxed a little.

The Immortal Tomb of Ziwei Palace is a place that both Dongyang Bo and Chen Yan are afraid of. There is a ghost king in it who is as powerful as the Yuanying Patriarch. If there were immortal tombs here, Qin Sang would hesitate.

What's even more strange is that Feitian Yaksha hasn't encountered a single ghost after going in for so long.

"Huh?"

Qin Sang's face moved slightly.

Feitian Yaksha also stood still, twisting his neck and staring at the ground on the left with strange eyes flashing in his eyes.

A piece of bronze emerged from the earth, looking like the tip of an armor.

The bronze is stained with rust, and most of it is buried deep in the ground. It should be an ancient monk's armor.

Feitian Yaksha looked around and immediately walked towards the armor.

It stretched out its ghost hand and touched it gently.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly hard armor fell off a piece of armor when Feitian Yaksha touched it, and turned into dust on the spot. In the endless years, wasted away by time, it has completely decayed.

"The armor has decayed? Will there be any residual souls? If there are no residual souls, how did this ghost land come to be?"

Qin Sang whispered, his eyes a little sad.

You can tell at a glance that this armor is something extraordinary. The person who used it must have been an extremely powerful ancient monk. Now the armor is buried deep in the ground, its power has been lost, and the ancient cultivator is nowhere to be found, including his corpse.

Even such a powerful ancient monk could not live forever and died in this extremely hidden canyon, unknown to anyone.

Can the immortal cultivators in this world really set foot on the immortal path and shine with the sun and the moon?

Feitian Yaksha continued to walk forward and saw another broken sword, which also shattered at a touch and turned into smoke.

Then, a white skeleton appeared in view.

It is unclear whether this white skeleton was cut off at the waist during life, or was damaged after death, leaving only the upper body.

Qin Sang was shocked and finally saw something unusual, and immediately ordered Feitian Yaksha to come forward to investigate.

Feitian Yaksha approached silently, his eyes rolled, looking at the bones.

It paused for a moment, then leaned forward to touch it with its hand.

At this moment, a pale light suddenly flashed on the skeleton, and then an illusory shadow rushed out, screaming, and rushed towards Feitian Yaksha.

Suddenly hit by the ghost roar, Feitian Yaksha's eyes flickered, his figure swayed, and he retreated several feet in an instant.

That ghost had no consciousness, was unwilling to give up, and screamed with extreme hatred. He was a resentful spirit who just wanted to tear the flying Yaksha apart.

‘Uh-huh! ’

A ghost hand appeared without warning, inserted directly into the ghost's body, stirred it gently, and the corpse energy surged.

The ghost suddenly froze, let out a scream, and was torn to pieces by the ghost claws on the spot.

"It looks scary, but the strength is not strong. It is probably about the same as the monks in the foundation-building period. There are many monks who died in the immortal grave. The more monks died, the more souls were devoured, and the more terrifying the ghosts became. In the end, the ghost king was raised . No monk has come here before, so there may not be any strong ghosts..."

Qin Sang sensed the strength of the resentful soul and made an analysis.

Feitian Yaksha's figure flashed and returned to the bones.

When I touch the bones again, no resentful soul appears.

Qin Sang boldly asked Feitian Yaksha to speed up the exploration.

The further you go, the more soldiers and armor are on the ground, including all kinds of swords, guns, swords and halberds. None of them have been preserved to this day. Even if they are intact on the outside, they will be turned into powder at the slightest touch.

Increasingly, there are also skeletons.

The thick bones even piled up in some places to form a huge pile of bones, which made people feel numb. It might have been a battlefield.

Qin Sang asked Feitian Yaksha to select the isolated skeletons to continue testing. A small number of the skeletons had resentful spirits attached to them, but they were all about the same. There were no very strong evil spirits.

Even Feitian Yaksha disturbed a small pile of bones and flew out more than a dozen resentful souls, all of similar strength.

All the resentful souls have completely lost their intelligence, and their instincts are filled with endless resentment and murderous intent.

"If all the ghosts here are similar to this resentful spirit, it would be easy to handle."

Qin Sang muttered to himself and ordered Feitian Yaksha to avoid all the skeletons and go straight to the deepest part of the space to see how big it was and whether there would be anything different inside.