The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

"No, no, no, I dare not!

With the company of the Immortal Emperor, this trip to the Death Mountain will surely be safe and sound."

When Qin Tian said this, his expression was a little unnatural.

Of course, it is indeed good to think from this perspective.

At least with the company of the Immortal Emperor, it is much safer.

The rumor about the Death Mountain before was that ordinary Immortal Emperors would die and survive if they entered it.

Although the location of the Taichu Divine Spring marked on the map he obtained was only at the foot of the Death Mountain.

But the cultivation of the Immortal King would also be too dangerous.

"Brother Qin should also know what the consequences would be if your information was false and he deceived an Immortal Emperor."

Su Jingzhe smiled again.

"That's right, Taichu Divine Spring must not be false."

Qin Tian smiled again.

His expression was still extremely complicated.

He was very talkative, but now he could only remain silent.

Frost had never been there before, and did not know the specific location of the Death Mountain.

At this time, he could only fly as hard as he could.

Ten minutes later, the shield formed by the Nether Spirit Liquid on their bodies gradually weakened.

And the ghosts surrounding them were basically at the level of Spirit Immortal or above.

The number also shocked Su Jingzhe.

It was really like a swarm of locusts.

If there was no special preparation, even the Immortal King would find it difficult to escape from such an encirclement.

When the effect of the Nether Spirit Liquid was exhausted, the ghosts around seemed to smell the smell.

They immediately pounced on them.

Su Jingzhe showed a hint of curiosity.

Then he took out a soul-driving talisman and threw it out directly.

The next moment, the soul-driving talisman flashed with golden light.

The surrounding spirit immortals and even Xuanxian-level ghosts were instantly burned into nothingness by the huge Yang power contained in the golden light.

Su Jingzhe could feel that the power of the soul-driving talisman was not strong.

If used on a normal cultivator, it might not even kill a cultivator in the fusion stage.

But it has such a strong restraining effect on ghosts.

In Su Jingzhe's opinion, if the number of soul-driving talismans is superimposed to a certain extent, it is likely that he will be able to fight against ghosts of the Immortal King level.

However, he only tried it once, and he drank another bottle of Nether Spirit Liquid.

Even if they are not afraid of this thing, it is good to have less trouble.

"Are we going in the wrong direction?"

After an hour, there was still an endless Nether Sea in front.

The ghosts that appeared in the mist became more and more powerful.

But they did not see the so-called Death Mountain.

At this time, even Shuangjiang couldn't help but doubt a little.

"According to the news we got from the Information Pavilion before, the Death Mountain is in the center of the Nether Sea.

We don't know how big the Nether Sea is, at least flying directly from that post station platform, the direction should not be wrong."

Su Jingzhe was also a little confused.

At Shuangjiang's speed, it should be there.

After all, it didn't take them that long to get from the Extreme Ice Temple to the Emperor Realm.

Qin Tian didn't dare to say anything more at this time.

Even though he was an old hand in the Ghost Sea, he had never entered such a deep range.

He knew that it was not a good thing to talk too much in front of an Immortal Emperor.

After another hour, the three of them were still flying in the vast and endless Nether Sea.

It was also thanks to Su Jingzhe and Shuangjiang that they had enough Nether Spirit Liquid.

But at this time, Su Jingzhe and the others looked a little unhappy.

"Shuangjiang, stop for a while.

Look on the right, there is a floating island.

Have we just passed here?"

Hearing this, Shuangjiang frowned suddenly.

Looking in the direction Su Jingzhe pointed, the floating island looked very familiar.

"Illusion array? Or ghost wall?

What level of ghost can create a ghost wall that even confuses me?"

Shuangjiang frowned.

Then the aura of the Immortal Emperor on his body was not hidden at all, and it was fully revealed.

That level actually reached the level of the Sword Master, the 7th turn of the Immortal Emperor!

A true high-level Immortal Emperor.

Then a long sword like ice appeared in her hand.

She slashed at the Nether Sea in front of her with all her strength.

The extreme cold power instantly froze all the ghosts along the way.

The sword energy entered the sea, and the ice power on it instantly froze the Nether Sea for several miles around.

All the ghosts within this range were annihilated.

Seeing Shuangjiang's move, Su Jingzhe and Qin Tian showed a touch of shock again.

Su Jingzhe always knew that Shuangjiang's combat power was unparalleled, but he had never seen it with his own eyes.

"I want to see what kind of ghost wall can stop me."

Shuangjiang's expression was still cold.

But Su Jingzhe saw that there seemed to be some vigilance in her eyes.

The sword froze the Nether Sea for dozens of miles, and then Shuangjiang led the two people to move forward.

Every time he reached the end of the freeze, he slashed out with a sword again.

After walking for hundreds of miles, Su Jingzhe keenly noticed that the level of the ghosts around him was getting stronger and stronger.

Most of the endless ghosts surrounding them had directly reached the level of Xuanxian, and even occasionally saw Xianjun.

Even though they were drinking the Netherworld Spirit Liquid all the way, these ghosts above Xuanxian still pounced on them fearlessly when they saw them.

The red eyes showed madness.

"We should be targeted by the ultimate existence in the Nether Sea."

Shuangjiang looked a little solemn.

The ultimate existence she mentioned was naturally the Immortal Emperor.

Qin Tian was still trembling.

After getting the map, he wanted to go to the Death Mountain impatiently.

He had always heard that on the Death Mountain, ordinary Immortal Emperors had 9 deaths and 1 life.

But cultivators like him who were mixed in the Nether Sea were all bold and didn't take it too seriously.

Now he had a preliminary understanding of how powerful it was.

All his fear of Shuangjiang turned into gratitude.

He knew that if he hadn't met Shuangjiang, he would have been finished without even having to reach this position.

Shuangjiang displayed more than a dozen swords in succession.

They traveled hundreds of miles again, and a floating island suddenly appeared in front of them.

There was an extremely dense ghost aura on it.

That kind of aura was actually a ghost of the Immortal Emperor level!

At this time, the ghosts that were constantly besieging Su Jingzhe and his men had basically reached the level of Immortal Lord.

However, the number was much less.

"Let's go up and take a look!"

Staring at the floating island, Shuangjiang looked solemn.

But he made this choice.

Su Jingzhe also nodded and said, "It would be a bit difficult for us to reach the Death Mountain without dealing with this guy. It's a good opportunity to ask him about the specific location."

"Ah? Forget it, can't we go around it?" As for Qin Tian, ​​he was shaking more and more.

However, Su Jingzhe and the others did not pay attention to his plan now.

Shuangjiang took a step forward and took the two of them directly to the island.

When they arrived on this floating island, the ghosts around them retreated like a tide.

The fog in front of them even actively parted, making way for them.

...