"What a heavy yin air." Feng Jiu said, looking around, and saw that those yin airs centered on them were scattered in all directions and quickly moved away.

"There should be very few people coming to this place." Xuanyuan Mo Ze said, taking a look around and then faintly retracted his gaze.With the coercion of their god king, those yin auras dare not approach them, and they can only disperse when they encounter them.

After releasing a certain distance from the divine sense, he retracted, Feng Jiu said, "Go up!"

"Yeah." Xuanyuan Mo Ze replied, leading her up together.

Song Yiping, who was waiting at the top of the mountain, walked back and forth anxiously, looking down from time to time, until he saw the two of them coming up, his eyes showed surprise.

"Master Ling, Madam Ling!"

Xuanyuan Moze and Feng Jiu came to the top, walked to the stone and sat down, Feng Jiu said, "We found a cave below, listen, we will do this tonight..."

Feng Jiu told him about his actions tonight, then took out a pill from the space and handed it to him: "Take it!"

Song Yiping swallowed the pill without saying a word, and then Xuanyuan Moze led him down, after crossing the poisonous fog, he came to the lowest forest.

Feng Jiu followed behind and said, "Prepare some food and branches before it gets dark, and turn around to the cave and wait." She said while looking around.

When Song Yiping came down here, he couldn't help being surprised.He once heard that the yin qi below is extremely heavy, and the poisonous mist is filled, even the beasts are extremely rare. Why did he feel that the bottom is not the same as the rumors when he got here?

How did he know that it was because Xuanyuan Moze and Feng Jiu were walking in the middle, and the surrounding Yin Qi dispersed automatically, not daring to approach them.

It was also because the two of them were here. Before dark, they were looking for everything they needed, and then they returned to the cave halfway up the mountain.

Song Yiping lit a small fire and listened to the voice of Madam Ling.

"Set up a shelf, I have a pot here, and boil a pot of snake soup to drink." Feng Jiu said, while taking out a large pot from the space, at the same time he took out the spirit snake that was hunted before and let him deal with it. .

When he saw the spirit snake, Song Yiping nodded and said, "Okay."

After following them for a day, he has become accustomed to their shocking things from time to time. He is calm when he looks at the big spirit snake. It may be normal when they hunted it. After all, their The strength is really too strong.

With the darkening of the sky, people one after another took torches to the top of the mountain. Among the mountain roads, the light of that torch was beating in the darkness like ghost fire...

Xuanyuan Moze practiced cross-legged in the cave, while Song Yiping stood by the fire, guarding the pot of spiritual snake soup, looking outside from time to time, but he couldn't see anything.

But Feng Jiu was watching those people who were going up the mountain one after another. The torches were moving, the messy footsteps, and the voice of speech made the originally cold and quiet mountain top become lively.

Hidden in the dark, she saw that several people had erected a cross on the top of the mountain, right on the edge of the cliff. After the cross was erected, two guards would lie down on a simple cloth stand. The woman in white carried it out.