This is an area shrouded in black mist. Mountains rising thousands of feet high rise from the ground, but they are all shrouded in bright black mist, containing a strong aura of death.
You can vaguely see that in the place shrouded in black mist, there are many huge coffins looming, and they exude an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.
Wancoffin Mountain is extremely mysterious among the eight forbidden areas. It is somewhat similar to the God Burial Cave, but not exactly the same.
If the God Burial Cave is a battlefield of ancient gods and demons, then Wan Coffin Mountain can be said to be part of the Netherworld Hell.
Some people even believe that if they are buried in the Mountain of Ten Thousand Coffins, they can be reincarnated.
There is an incomparable danger in Wancoffin Mountain. Even the most powerful people dare not step into it easily, because the pure death energy will rob all vitality. The powerful people below the Supreme level may turn into a pile of withered bones in an instant.
Although the Supreme Power can resist the invasion of death energy, he will not step into it easily.
There was an incomparable silence all around, no matter the sound of wind, water or the roar of monsters, they disappeared.
A strange aura filled the air, causing both the old goat and the white dragon horse to give up talking, prick up their ears, and their eyes were full of vigilance.
Ling Xiao originally planned to let Jinse train at the Immortal Sect, but Jinse insisted on coming with Ling Xiao, and Ling Xiao agreed after thinking about it.
Although Jinse has no cultivation at all and is just a weak woman, with Ling Xiao here, it is naturally impossible for anyone to harm Jinse.
Ling Xiao and Jin Se entered Wan Coffin Mountain together, gathered their auras, and marched slowly forward.
Every mountain is shrouded in black mist, which looks very strange.
Some mountains are covered with ancient coffins, and some are even broken, exposing the bones inside.
But the aura in some mountains is very powerful. There is only one coffin floating in the sky, as if it is a territory, monopolizing a mountain.
Ling Xiao can see that the coffins that can monopolize a mountain are all made of ancient divine objects, such as the sacred tree of time, the sacred peach tree, the sacred tree of space, the million-year-old green bamboo wood, the golden lightning strike wood...
It's just that the coffins made of those divine objects, which have existed for who knows how many years, are now covered with a layer of death energy. The fluctuations of divinity dissipate, leaving only the gloomy death energy.
Those coffins were all extremely well preserved, and Ling Xiao could even feel a powerful aura coming from them, neither life nor death, very mysterious.
"Ling Xiao, could it be that after those coffins are opened, some ancient gods will really come to life?"
The old goat looked at the surrounding mountains in great surprise.
It was also the first time for it and Bailongma to come to Wancoff Mountain. They were very curious about everything around them, and the mysterious aura and fluctuations of Wancoff Mountain made them feel uncomfortable.
This place is like a netherworld hell, where only dead things can exist, and living creatures here will be suppressed by the laws of Wancoffin Mountain.
Although both the old goat and the white dragon horse were able to resist the invasion of death, they still felt very uncomfortable.
"You can try it!"
Ling Xiao glanced at the eager old goat and white dragon horse with a half-smile.
However, these two guys gave up after thinking about it. Who knows what jumped out of the coffin? If something they couldn't deal with was really released, it would be a shame.
"They're just a bunch of dead things! There's no need to care, let's go find Nephew Linfeng and the others!"
The old goat waved his hand and said nonchalantly.
Ling Xiao and Jin Se both smiled slightly and continued to move forward.
"Brother Lingxiao, in the legend of Wancoffin Mountain, there are one hundred thousand mountains. Each mountain contains a different energy of life and death. Tens of thousands of years ago, under the guidance of the Feng Shui family, I buried Linfeng and the others at the gathering place of Yin Dragons.
It is an excellent Feng Shui treasure land. The energy of life and death has reached a perfect balance. It can not only seal their injuries, but also nourish their bodies! It is in that mountain!"
Jinse pointed to a mountain in front of him and said.
There are dragons and tigers roosting there, and the mountains are like giant dragons, sitting on the earth, and finally gathered in the central mountain. That mountain is like a huge portal, square and square, very wonderful, but
But it contains some mysterious power.
That mountain looked very strange. The black death energy and white vitality gathered together and intertwined with each other, forming a perfect balance.
"Let's go!"
Ling Xiao's eyes showed a hint of expectation, and he took Jinse's hand and flew towards the mountain.
Ling Xiao could feel that there were thirty-six dragon-shaped mountains on both sides of that mountain, gathering together like Yin dragons, exuding a majestic momentum and filled with deathly energy.
Just when Ling Xiao and Jinse came into contact with this mountain range, the black death energy began to roll violently!
Boom!
Like black thunder exploding, a black divine light flashed in the void. From the mountains on both sides, more than a dozen green-faced tusks rushed out. They were all pitch black and dressed in ancient costumes. Each one was full of death and had blood-red eyes.
, full of cold murderous intent.
The auras of those dozen zombies were not much weaker than those of ordinary supreme powerhouses, but they did not have any intelligence at all.
What surprised Ling Xiao was that among them there was a young man wearing a black robe and carrying an ancient sword, who looked extremely pale.
That young man was very handsome, and his skin exuded the luster of jade. If it weren't for the death aura that filled his body and the lack of any vitality, he would be almost the same as a human race.
His eyes were full of cold light, staring at Ling Xiao and Jinse, and a cold voice came from his mouth.
"Who are you? You dare to trespass into my holy land of the dead. Since you are here, please stay alive!"
There was no emotion in the voice of the young man in black robe, but unlike the zombies around him, he actually had intelligence.
And his aura fluctuations were not much weaker than those of the titled Supreme, and he exuded a cold arrogance.
"A person from the dead clan?"
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with a strange color.
Sure enough, just as Jin Se said, a so-called strong person from the dead race really appeared in this mountain of ten thousand coffins!
In his last life, Ling Xiao knew that Wancoffin Mountain was very mysterious, and there were even powerful zombies in it, but they didn't have any intelligence. Today, it was the first time that he saw a strong dead person with intelligence.
"Boy, you are so crazy! What is the Holy Land of the Dead? How dare a group of dead guys call themselves the Dead? Since you are not dead, I don't mind killing you again!"
There was a hint of sneer in the old goat's eyes. This black-robed boy yelled and killed as soon as he appeared. He was so arrogant that he immediately angered the old goat.