"I'll do it."

Seeing the mice with red eyes and rubbing their teeth, they were about to subdue Jiangling and the others. Jiang Cheng walked out, waved his palms, and the energy spread with the wind, wrapping Jiangling and the others inside.

"Squeak!"

The mice who wanted to rush up were frightened when they saw Jiangchen's energy, and they changed their direction and bypassed Jiangling and the others.

“Their target is not us.”

Looking back at the mouse tide that was moving away, Sikong Neon fell into deep thought.

"Don't worry about them. Since the dragon vein is nearby, it's normal for some strange things to happen."

Jiangling replied casually, and then suddenly became stunned.

Because Jiangling just discovered that he had lost his direction! Just after passing through the rat tide, Jiangling suddenly found that he had lost his direction.

Originally, Jiangling was positioned based on the stars in the sky, otherwise it would be impossible to distinguish the direction in the vast ice and snow.

But after passing through the rat tide, the induction between Jiangling and Xingchen disappeared.

"Be careful, we should have entered the alien barrier."

After coming back to his senses, Jiangling looked around vigilantly and reminded others.

"It seems that we have triggered the Dragon Stopping Formation." The Feng Shui master and the tomb robber looked at each other.

"You two crows, shut up and don't talk. Am I also an emperor? Isn't it just a trap for the dragon to trap the emperor?" Hun Yuansen roared at the two of them.

"This is the way you lead. Don't blame others. You can dig a hole by yourself. You have to go out even if you kneel down."

Jiangling rolled his eyes.

"Rumbling."

At this moment, the ice layer under Jiangling and the others suddenly trembled, and the sky was shaking, and the wind and snow swept violently, condensing ice storms.

"The only strength of the Dragon Trap Formation is not enough."

Jiangling stood firmly in place, his spiritual sense spread out, monitoring everything around him.

"Roar!" The sky shook the earth for a while, and a low roar came faintly from the distance.

After a few minutes, the roar became louder and louder and louder.

"What sound?" Hun Yuansen held a golden knife and his head swayed from east to west.

"It seems to be the cry of some kind of life." The energy surged in Jiang Chen's body.

"This Hunyuan Wuji's sleeping place has so many tricks. Before he even entered, he set up a big pit to kill his father."

Yuan Tiangang rolled up his sleeves, his lips squirming and muttering.

"Don't just complain, think about how to break the formation first."

Jiangling was on guard against the surroundings.

Generally speaking, if this formation is brute force cannot be broken, it requires monks who understand Feng Shui to use metaphysics to break the formation.

"Don't worry, you protect me first, I'll think about how to break the Dragon Strict Formation."

Yuan Tiangang took out a yellowed book from the storage space and looked through it page by page.

"KaKaKaKa."

While Jiangling and others were looking for a way to break the formation, fine cracks appeared on the ground under their feet.

"Peng."

With a shocking explosion, the area with the most cracks on the ground collapsed, and countless black holes appeared.

"Roar!"

A ferocious roar came from the black hole, and the yin energy and corpse energy that soared into the sky floated out of the hole.

"Damn it, it smells so smelly!"

When the smell penetrated Jiangling's nose, Jiangling almost vomited. Fortunately, Jiangling hadn't eaten recently and had nothing to vomit in his stomach.

"Vomit, vomit."

Yuan Tiangang, Lao Gui and Hun Yuansen bent over and vomited violently.

“Huhhhhhhh.”

The next moment, countless corpses crawled out of the black hole and rushed towards Jiangling and others with a roar.

"Corpsy."

Looking at the corpses gushing out from all directions, Jiang Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, waved his long sword in his hand, and slashed out a string of sword lights, smashing all the rushing corpses.

"Puff puff puff."

After the corpse was broken, it turned into a pile of rotten meat and piled up on the ground, adding to the foul smell.

"It's so bad. Gangling has never smelled such a disgusting smell."

Yuan Tiangang vomited for a long time and his face turned pale.

"Who told you to eat so much food? Wouldn't you be unable to spit it out without eating?"

Sikong Neon smiled secretly.

"Don't chop them up, it's okay if you don't kill them. After breaking them up, the fermented smell is simply heaven."

The old turtle collapsed on Jiangling's shoulder and covered her stomach to indicate that it was no longer possible.

"There are so many corpses, at least hundreds of thousands."

The general ignored the stench, rushed into a black hole and searched, and flew out and said to Jiangling.

"What is under the black hole?" Jiang Ling asked the general.

"It is a place where corpses are piled up, with very large space. Those corpses automatically crawled out of the pile of corpses and restored their strength during their lifetime."

"Restore the strength of his life?" Jiang Ling looked solemnly and looked around.

Jiang Ling didn't notice that Jiang Ling didn't notice it. In fact, many of the corpses around Jiang Ling and others were attacking Jiang Ling and others with magical powers.

However, their cultivation level is generally not very high, so they were ignored by Jiangling.

"At least hundreds of thousands of corpses?"

Hun Yuansen asked the generals more seriously.

"Yes." Jiang Chen nodded.

"That's right, it's here, we're here."

Hun Yuansen slapped his thigh.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Ling slashed out with a sword, shattering countless walking corpses.

"Looking at the clothes of these corpses, can you tell me what?" Hun Yuansen was still wandering around Jiang Ling.

"You said that, hiss," Jiang Ling frowned, "most of their clothes were from ancient times, and some of them were dressed in a strong exotic style."

Although the clothes were so rotten, Jiangling could still tell them.

Unexpectedly, all the corpses were concentrated here and not rotted.

The corpse has existed for thousands of years, and I don’t know what magic he has used.

Not only do they not rot, they can act and attack, but they have no sense of autonomy and only have the instinct of killing.

"Is this done by Hunyuan Wuji?"

Jiangling shook off the distracting thoughts in his heart and looked at Hun Yuansen.

"You ask me, who I ask, it's not what I did. What do I want so many corpses to accumulate here? Such an unlucky thing, only a fool can do it."

Hun Yuansen snorted coldly.

"How many people did you kill at that time?" Jiang Ling followed the black hole and swept around his spiritual sense, and was shocked on the spot.

"You asked me again, it was not me who fought against the country, but my ancestors. I was born in Dadu and had power when I was born. How could I know how many people my ancestors killed in order to establish power?"

Hun Yuansen shook his head: "I heard from my father that there are at least tens of millions. What will happen if all the people killed are piled up below?"

Speaking of this, Hun Yuansen was a little afraid and quickly pulled the Feng Shui master beside him in front of him: "Say, what will happen."

"What happens is uncertain, depends on the wishes of the formation person at that time." The Feng Shui master was embarrassed.

"A waste."

"Take it seriously?" Jiang Ling frowned. This number was too big. Not to mention a thousand years ago, even if it was placed in the present world, it was not a small number.

"Enter the space where corpses are piled up, these corpses are used for defense."

After vomiting, Yuan Tiangang sat on the ground, pointed at Jiangling and the others and said.

"Are you sure?" Jiang Ling asked repeatedly.

"Try it, you can tell me that this is the only way to go now, otherwise you will go back to the snow?"
To be continued...