Everyone in the Ninth Bureau looked ashamed, and no one dared to refute.

The road to Gushen Mountain is full of mountain roads.

The sky was pitch black, and a group of nine people strided heavily. The five-kilometer road was not long for them. At the full speed, they arrived at the foot of the ancient gods in eighteen minutes.

Along the way, Zhang Xuan and others did not see the old monster.

"wrong."

Zhao Ji shook his head, "I heard from them that the old monster set out half an hour earlier than us. He took four hundred children and the speed was absolutely impossible. On the way, he did not see any footprints. The old monster was not on this road at all. He had another way to enter the ancient sacred mountain."

"Thinking."

Zhang Xuan nodded and frowned and looked at the ancient sacred mountain in front of him. "Since the strangeness of this ancient sacred mountain was created by the old monster, he naturally knew very well what was there. No matter what, we had to go in."

The so-called ancient sacred mountain is not a single mountain, but a whole continuous mountain range. Through the moonlight, you can also see that at the hillside of the ancient sacred mountain, there are statues of gods appearing blurredly.

Originally, people from the seventies built stairs that could directly lead to the top of the ancient gods and could also extend to each temple to worship. However, some time ago, divine thunder descended from the sky shattered the stairs. Now, we can only climb the mountain.

Zhang Xuan and the nine others had just stepped into the ancient sacred mountain.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, a lightning bolt pierced the sky, and then, the drizzle poured down. The praise of the heavy rain could even hinder people's sight.

"This..." A member of the Ninth Bureau looked back and found that the heavy rain that had fallen in an instant only existed within the range of the Ancient Divine Mountain. After leaving the Ancient Divine Mountain, everything was no different from usual.

This strange scene made everyone feel a bad premonition.

Due to the heavy rain, the mountain road suddenly became muddy. Zhang Xuan and Zhao Ji were both superb and unaffected. However, the other seven Ninth Bureau members did not have the strength of theirs at all, so it was particularly difficult to move forward on this muddy mountain road.

The ancient sacred mountain is full of strange rocks and vegetation.

After half an hour, everyone came to the mountainside.

"Go away."

They saw a statue of god, which was carved for a long time and was now beaten by wind and frost. In addition, it was pitch dark and heavy rain, so they could not see the appearance of the statue.

The statue of the god is enshrined in a concave mountain, hiding beside the statue, just in time to shelter from the rain.

The rain was too heavy, and when it reached the mountainside, you could clearly feel the strong wind raged. A huge rock moved, rolled down from the mountain, and passed by several people. The seven team members in the Nine Games were afraid of it. If the huge rock rushed towards them, it would be difficult to hide on the muddy mountainside of the road.

“What’s wrong.”

Zhang Xuan frowned.

"Your Excellency the King, everything is still normal."

A member of the Ninth Bureau spoke. Since he learned about Zhang Xuan's identity, they have been particularly respectful to Zhang Xuan. Although Zhang Xuan also told them that he was no longer the King of Hell, they still called him the title of Lord King.

"It's because it's too normal."

Zhao Ji said, "In such a normal situation, why do the two teams lose contact?

Communication tools are unavailable, and their legs are unavailable?"

Zhao Ji said, slapping the raindrops on his body.

Zhang Xuan spoke, "Someone is going to make trouble, so he must have a purpose. Once he is caught, all problems will be solved."

Everyone nodded and continued to climb up.

"You said we have encountered something unclean."
Chapter completed!