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Chapter 33 Fengshan!

The evil aura of the iron coffin was awe-inspiring, and the evil aura had turned into wind and blew on Chen Ran, making him feel like a sharp blade passing by, and the pain of his skin was shaking.

But all this could not attract Chen Ran's attention, because the figure in the iron coffin had occupied his eyes, making his mind roar.

"How is it possible? I clearly cut his head!" Chen Ran shouted and looked at Wei Zhan in the distance.

"You will know why when you die!" Wei Zhan spoke coldly. His eyes looked at Chen Ran as if he was looking at a dead person.

Chen Ran's face looked ugly, remembering the strange scene when Wei Kong died, and remembering the method of burying the immortals in his body.

Wei Zhan must be aware of all this, and it must be related to this iron coffin.

But at this moment, Chen Ran couldn't think too much, because the iron coffin had reached his head.

He glanced at Wei Zhan for the last time and said coldly: "It seems that our grudges are far more than as simple as it appears."

Then, the same blood-red spiritual energy bloomed on his body, and the evil spirit was amazing.

"Buried the Immortal!"

He sniffed, and a sip of the blood-red fuzzy coffin appeared, colliding with the iron coffin fiercely.

"Bang!"

The red light flashed instantly, covering the surroundings, and blurred the world.

"Wei Zhan, you wait, I will come to find you!"

In the blur, Chen Ran's somewhat weak voice sounded, filling the cold.

Wei Zhan knelt on one knee with a gloomy face, and waves of weakness came from his body, which made him feel extremely painful in his brain.

"Burning the Immortal? I didn't expect you to have learned it." Wei Zhan roared. Although he was suppressing, his words were still filled with endless resentment and murderous intent.

Soon, the red light dissipated. Wei Zhan looked into the distance again, and Chen Ran was no longer there.

Then, he looked at Wei Xing beside him, his eyes becoming gloomy.

"Did you see it?" he asked in a low voice, and there was an indescribable weirdness in his words.

Wei Xing was shocked and said in fear: "No... I didn't see Chen Ran."

Wei Zhan looked at Wei Xing deeply, but after all, he didn't say anything, but sat cross-legged and healed his wounds on the spot.

Wei Xing's eyes were filled with uncontrollable fear and shock.

Before, he also saw the scene inside the coffin.

"Brother, what did you hide from me..."

At the same time, a hundred feet away from this place, Chen Ran staggered forward, with a dazed look in his eyes.

At this moment, a stream of weakness kept invading him, making him want to fall down.

But Chen Ran kept running to the distance with his amazing will.

Before, the reason why he used the Immortal Burial was because he didn't know if this mysterious iron coffin had any evil abilities.

His intuition told him that he could not continue to get entangled with Wei Zhan.

Therefore, he chose to avoid the edge.

"Nine Styles of Heavenly Demon, Burial Immortal, Iron Coffin..."

He whispered, his eyes cold, and he hid in a dark cave.

At this moment, he was far away from the Blood Lake, and Wei Zhan should not chase him again.

He believed that Wei Zhan was definitely not much better in the battle just now, and even if he came to chase him, he would not be able to chase him too far.

...

Jiuyou Fengshan is known as the treasure mountain.

The wind is strong and everything is not born. At the height of the wind mountain, there is a spiritual wind whistling, like a sharp blade. When the creatures below twenty ox enter, they will definitely be cut off by the spiritual wind, and will die miserably.

But even so, many people are eager to take the risk of climbing the mountain.

Because, on the Fengshan Mountain, there are swords, guns and halberds, and all kinds of weapons are extremely extraordinary. At the top, there are even spiritual weapons, which are blown by the spiritual wind every day, but are still not destroyed.

The wind mountain is like a sword, inserted into this dark ancient land. Its mountain is steep and steep, and it may not be able to climb it for a lifetime for a mortal.

At this moment, there were many people standing under Fengshan, with a total of as many as 200.

You should know that there are only about 600 Yellow Sect disciples entering Jiuyou Cave. But just here, there are so many people, which shows the attraction of this place.

Moreover, there were many figures on Fengshan. They were trying to climb upwards, staring at weapons that were a little far away from them with their eyes burning.

"Hahaha... this eprus is mine." In vain, a laugh filled with excitement sounded, which made many people look sideways.

I saw that, thousands of feet from Fengshan, a man pulled out a black espresso inserted into the cracks of the mountain rocks, looking excited.

Then, the man held the horde tightly and slowly climbed down the wind mountain.

This is his limit. If he goes up, he may exhaust his energy and fall into the Fengshan Mountain.

What's more, the wind is howling in this mountain, and usually weaker people will be blown away even if they don't move, let alone climb.

"This eptuagint is absolutely extraordinary." At this moment, many people below showed envy in their eyes, staring at the eptuagint in the hand of the man.

"That person is Senior Brother Shi. It is said that his physical strength has reached fifteen oxes and can climb a thousand feet of Fengshan." A young man spoke, his eyes also full of envy.

"Yes, the weapons that were only a thousand feet long at this time were almost pulled out. Only by climbing above a thousand feet can we get the weapons." Another said.

"Why didn't the Yellow Sect disciples who entered before pull out all the weapons here?"

"It is said that it is interpolated here..."

"There are so many spiritual soldiers at the top of Fengshan?"

"How is that possible? You think there are so many spiritual soldiers in the sect that there is no place to put them in. You have to insert the spiritual soldiers in such a ghost place where birds do not shit. The spiritual soldiers there are all preserved before this Jiuyou Cave." A man was speaking. He was obviously very aware of the Jiuyou Cave, and he paused for a moment and continued: "It is said that at the top of Fengshan, only monks who open and build veins can climb up. Originally, some strong men in the sect wanted to take away the spiritual soldiers above, but they could not get up no matter what."

"This Jiuyou Cave is so weird, why is it just a place for trial for the Yellow Sect?"

"God knows."

...

A long time later, a handsome man came to Fengshan. He glanced at the disciples around him, and his body flashed and he reached the bottom of Fengshan.

Immediately afterwards, he jumped to a height of five feet.

Many people saw this scene and their faces suddenly showed shock.

"Your uncle, is this still a human being? He jumped and turned out to be five feet away?"

"Then... that's Ye Feng, how could he come here?"

"It is said that he has reached the realm of vein building and his strength is far from that of the Yellow Sect disciples!"

Soon, someone recognized this man, the Lord of Yemen, Yefeng!

On the Fengshan Mountain, the Night Peak is like a monkey, nimble and constantly jumping upwards.

This Fengshan, which is difficult to climb in the eyes of others, was now jumping up effortlessly, which shocked everyone below and was also stunned.

"The resistance of this wind is quite large." Ye Feng stopped and looked above the misty clouds, with a flash of light flashing in his eyes.

"The master said that there is a spirit sealing sword on this Fengshan, which is very powerful and can rank in the eighth grade of spiritual soldiers." Ye Feng said to himself: "If I can get it, and cooperate with my Hongshou sword technique, I will definitely be able to explode the power that cannot be easily ignored even in the realm of the hidden spirit!"

He thought to himself, but he did not jump up any further, but began to get up slowly.

At this moment, he was already a thousand feet high. The wind speed increased significantly when he jumped. If he jumped again, he would definitely be despised for his long life.

But even so, the people below looked at Ye Feng in shock and could no longer move their eyes.

"It seems that he is fighting those spirit soldiers' attention..."

"Absolutely, he has passed by several weapons but ignored them. It's a waste."

"If it were me, I would definitely take it."

"Can you compare with Ye Feng?"

Under the Fengshan Mountain, the place became even more noisy due to the appearance of Ye Peak.

They looked at Ye Feng and all envied his strength.

At the same time, they also had some vague expectations. Because after almost a month, no one took down a spiritual soldier.

Today, they may be able to witness this scene with their own eyes.

"Spiritual soldiers?" Just as their eyes were focused on Ye Feng, a figure appeared silently behind them. He looked at Ye Feng on Feng Shan, and his eyes flashed with indifference.

He is Chen Ran.

It has been ten days since the Battle of Blood Lake. And these ten days have passed, Chen Ran spent all his injuries. It was not until yesterday that his body fully recovered.

And because the place where healed was very close to Fengshan, he came to see if there were any Nine Nether Stones here.

As the Xuan Ape kick was used during the battle with Wei Zhan, the eternal aura in his body actually dissipated. This made him sigh that while the Xuan Ape kick was powerful, the price of using it was extremely helpless.
To be continued...