Ye Qiu said in surprise: "You still have to choose to follow me even though you know you can't escape?"

Zhao Zhitian grinned and said, "If I don't follow you, I will only die earlier. Besides, I have to take care of that unfilial junior Zhao Jun. At least he still has hope for him to follow you."

Ye Qiu smiled and said, "So, you can follow me in the future."

Ye Qiu didn't know Zhao Zhitian's background, but he was not afraid at all.

"If the leader is interested, I can take you to a good place."

Zhao Zhitian’s title of Ye Qiu’s leader is also a kind of respectful title.

“Where to go?”

Zhao Zhitian said: "Burn the sacred mountain."

Ye Qiu said curiously: "Where is that place?"

Zhao Zhitian said: "A place where gods are buried."

Ye Qiu questioned: "God?"

Zhao Zhitian said: "Tongtian is a god, and that is a legendary existence, above the Holy Lord."

Ye Qiu's face changed slightly and he blurted out: "Are you not the Saint above the Jiuzhou?"

Zhao Zhitian shook his head and said, "There were gods in ancient times, but later, for some reasons, the gods did not appear. Over time, the Holy Lord became the supreme of Jiuzhou."

Ye Qiu thought of the burial gods, where nine gods were buried. Are they beyond the holy master?

"Since the god is stronger than the Holy Lord, who buried him?"

Zhao Zhitian smiled and said, "The immortals are buried in Beimo Mountain. Even the immortals are dead. How can the gods avoid it?"

Ye Qiu thought about it, and no longer asked more questions. He adopted Zhao Zhitian's proposal and prepared to go to the Burial Mountain to take a look.

"The Burial of the God Mountain is a mysterious place. Only a few people in Yizhou know it. It is said that it is a small world, isolated from the outside world. If you don't know the entrance, you can't get in at all."

Zhao Zhitian's realm is very strange, it feels like the realm of Wanshou, but it is a bit strange. He said that he has entered the realm of immortality, but he cannot feel the aura of an immortal strong man.

"What's the point of Burial Mountain?"

Zhao Zhitian said: "The legend contains the mystery of becoming a god. Many masters from the Nine Yang Holy Academy, the Yi family, and the nine holy land families rushed there secretly."

Ye Qiu said curiously: "How did you know about this?"

Zhao Zhitian laughed and said, "I calculated it, I guarantee that there will be no mistakes."

Under the leadership of Zhao Zhitian, two hours later, Ye Qiu came to the Black Python Mountains where the Burial God Mountain is located.

This is a vast primeval forest. It is said that black pythons often appear. It is a very terrifying monster. A master who once had an immortal realm buried in the Black python Mountains.

Ye Qiu stood at the top of the mountain, looking at the endless Black Python Mountains, and felt a strong demonic aura. This mountain range was strange, and many areas could not even get close to the sky-like divine thought waves.

Zhao Zhitian took out a mirror, the size of a palm, and there were curved runes painted on the mirror, which looked a bit old.

Zhao Zhitian bit his finger and dripped blood on the mirror. The soul bead appeared on his wrist. He saw his life span quickly, and in just a few words, he spent a thousand years of life span.

Ye Qiu was a little shocked. The mirror was very strange and was about to devour the life span of the monk, but it quickly lit up.

"Let's go, we will follow the mirror and we will be killed in Chengxiang."

The mirror in Zhao Zhitian's hand turned into a stream of light, quickly passing through the mountains and deepening.

Ye Qiu and Zhao Zhitian followed closely and talked about the mirror.

"Is this the ancient relic unearthed from Minshan?"

Zhao Zhitian laughed and said, "This is my good baby. I rely on it for all my skills."

The mirror is sometimes high and sometimes low, and the flight is extremely fast, and there are runes burning on the mirror.

"This mirror is interesting."

Ye Qiu used the wave of divine thoughts to detect it, but he was unable to peek into the world inside the mirror.

After a stick of incense, the mirror suddenly lost its light and fell on Zhao Zhitian's hand. There was a foggy valley ahead, which was full of fog, blocking the view.

The two stood outside the valley, staring at the situation inside the valley, and were both conducting detection using their own means.

Ye Qiu's transparent divine thought waves felt the fluctuations in the fog valley and the breath remaining by the monks.

"Someone has come, let's go in."

Ye Qiu took the lead, and the fog that came into the fog valley automatically dissipated. Zhao Zhitian beside him could not do this and was covered by fog in the blink of an eye.

Ye Qiu was a little surprised, but in the blink of an eye, he understood what was going on. It was related to the Minggu Tianyi on him.

This ancient heavenly clothes look ordinary, but in fact they are extraordinary. They are spotless, and they cannot get close to them. They are inseparable from swords and guns, and are invasive of water and fire. They are definitely a treasure clothes.

The fog valley is very large, and whirlpools often appear around you. You can also feel a monk flying by from a distance and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Ye Qiu slowed down, Zhao Zhitian grabbed Ye Qiu's arm, and the mist outside his body immediately dissipated.

"This fog valley can charm your mind, and the entrance to the burial sacred mountain is deep in the fog valley."

Ye Qiu looked around and was greatly disturbed by looking around here, but he could still see some situations.

Combined with the wave of enlightened divine thoughts, Ye Qiu could capture the remaining breath of monks in the air, and slowly walk into the depths of the valley along the foot notes of his predecessors.

Half an hour later, the two of them spared a lot of detours, and finally heard the conversation of monks in front.

"It seems that there are many people."

Ye Qiu speeded up his pace. There was a bare stone mountain deep in the fog valley, and a dark cave appeared in front of everyone.

There are many masters gathered in front of the stone mountain, including monks at the Wanshou realm and strong men at the Immortal Realm.

Ye Qiu and Zhao Zhitian came nearby and saw that there were quite a lot of acquaintances.

Yi Jiutian, Red Sky Tiger, Dragon in the Sky, Jiang Xinyue, Mingshan Saint Son, Fifth Junsheng, Yu Hongfang and other young heroes are all here, and there are many young geniuses, but most of Ye Qiu don’t know them.

Among the nine holy families, except for the Xialiu Sect, eight other families have come, plus the Jiuyang Holy Academy and the Yi family, as well as some masters from the 36 major sects. All of them gather here are the top-level existences in Yizhou.

"Ye Qiu, you are here too."

Chitianhu's eyes were slightly cold, and he felt unhappy when he saw Ye Qiu appear.

Jiang Xinyue looked hatred, the son of Mingshan showed murderous intent, the fifth Junsheng looked cold, and Long Zaitian's mouth slightly raised, almost all of them were disliked by Ye Qiu.

"Why can't I come? Such an interesting place will make me feel a lot of fun without me."

Ye Qiu smiled charmingly, just like an old friend gathering, without any hostility.

Yi Jiutian glanced at Ye Qiu for a few times, ignored him, and moved his eyes to the entrance of the cave.

At this moment, a glimmer of light appeared in the dark hole, and rune texts appeared.

"If you have the chance to enter, you will not be able to return."

"Run."

A monk saw this scene and rushed out first.

"Successful, go quickly."

The first one to rush into the cave was a young hero in the Wanshou realm, and the second one to rush over was a master in the Immortal Realm, but he was directly bounced away.

"Strange thing, he can go in, why can't I go in?"

"This means you have no fate."

A large number of masters rushed inward, but as a result, any monk in the Wanshou realm could enter, but the master in the Immortal Realm could not enter.

Yi Jiutian failed the first time, forcing him to suppress the realm. With the strength of the Wanshou realm, who would have succeeded?

Ye Qiu was not in a hurry. After most of the masters entered, he took Zhao Zhitian to the entrance of the cave.

Ye Qiu easily passed through the cave entrance, but a strange rune appeared on Zhao Zhitian's body, almost bounced him away, but in the end he passed smoothly.

Ye Qiu felt that time was passing by. Soon, light came from the front, and a huge vortex produced a strong suction force. Ye Qiu couldn't help but be directly sucked in.

A glimmer of light flashed, and Ye Qiu appeared in a strange valley. This was a special small world with different world laws from the outside world and greatly suppressed the monks.

Ye Qiu calmed down and looked at the surrounding environment carefully. There was a towering mountain ahead, which was thousands of feet high, standing in the center of the world, like a giant.

Yi Jiutian, Long Zaitian, Jiang Xinyue and others have already rushed towards the mountain. Zhao Zhitian said: "That's the Burial God Mountain, why are you standing there? Chase me quickly."

Ye Qiu smiled indifferently, and the runes under his feet intertwined, turning into a golden avenue, holding his body forward quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he caught up with Yi Jiutian, Jiang Xinyue and others.

The Burial God Mountain is very big, with runes emerging on the ground, rotating and flying at a height of three feet above the ground, forming various forms, which look like a dream and shocking.

Seeing this burial mountain, Ye Qiu suddenly thought that there was also a sacred mountain in the divine ring, and there was a palace on the sacred mountain, but he had no time to explore.

The Burial God Mountain flashed with brilliant light, and countless runes covered the entire mountain. As long as you entered the mountain, you would be suppressed by the power of rules, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Yi Jiutian was the first to rush to the foot of the Burial God Mountain. As soon as he entered the Burial God Mountain, a huge force appeared on his body, which made him difficult for him to move forward.

Yi Jiutian roared, and he had already entered the first level of immortality. Although he suppressed the realm at the peak of Wanshou, his overall strength was much stronger than that of the monks at Wanshou realm.

However, this mountain of Burial God is very strange. It is a place where gods rest in peace. It represents the highest achievement of the Jiuzhou. No one can be rude here.

Long Zaitian, Jiang Xinyue, Mingshan Shengzi, Yu Hongfang, Chitianhu, Diwu Junsheng and others all rushed into the Burial God Mountain. As a result, they encountered it like Yi Jiutian, as if they had entered the super gravity field, and their bodies were pressed so hard that they could not move.

"Damn the hell, how does this make people move forward?"

The Holy Son of Mingshan cursed, letting him rise up to his power, but he couldn't move.

Jiang Xinyue said: "Don't fight hard, try to reduce the realm and dissipate the resistance in the body, and the pressure on the body will also dissipate."

The Holy Son of Mingshan was stunned and carefully dissipated the resistance in his body. The pressure on his body disappeared.

"In this way, we are mortals and can only climb up on foot."

Jiang Xinyue said: "It's better than not being able to move here."

Others dissipated their cultivation and started climbing the mountain with the power of mortals, so their speed naturally seemed very slow.
Chapter completed!