In the three days after the end of the Holy List Battle, the entire central square of the holy city was destroyed in an unexpected way, and the local residents worked together to rebuild it. Soon, a brand new square appeared, more majestic than the previous one.
The ranking on the holy list also changed incredible. Jian Chen, who was originally ranked 23, challenged one after another and finally entered the sixth place. Below his junior sister, he just wanted to play with it and didn't care about these gimmicks at all.
First, it's still wind and cold.
His first place will probably continue to maintain it. Even the first person in the intermediate ghost prison, the Saint Lord, is his opponent, but it depends on how powerful he is.
Both the Holy Lord and the Holy Light were destroyed, and everyone applauded. This would be the case if the hearts of the people were not old. It should be asked that the Holy Lord and the Holy Light take a good look. The four city kings, east, west, south and north, each returned to their own jurisdiction, and were all respecting Jiayin. They were half-believing and half-doubting about what Feng Han mentioned.
On this day, the four of them gathered together again.
For an important thing, the four of them chose to meet somewhere.
In the quiet attic, elite guards guarded them. They were tall and sharp in their eyes. In the spacious private rooms, the four city kings, east, west, south, north and north, have arrived.
"All of them are here, then, this meeting can begin!" The King of Dongcheng is one of the four, so he had a certain say: "Today, the four of us sat together, not to appreciate the flowers, the moon and the autumn fragrance, but to discuss what Fenghan said, and I wonder if this matter is true or false?"
After thinking about it for a while, the King of Xicheng said, "I am half-believing and half-doubting about this matter, but this person must not be kept."
"Yes, even if such a person really goes out, it will be a disaster."
"But we don't have the strength to kill him now?" The King of Nancheng said the truth. The four of them together were no match for Feng Han. It would be useless to get rid of him without that strength.
Dongcheng Wang tapped the table with his fingers gently, and the other three looked at him, waiting for him to make the final decision.
"It's better for us to do this!" Dongcheng Wang said with a sinister smile.
After saying that, the King of Beicheng asked a little doubt: "Is this method feasible? If you are not careful, we will be buried."
"I feel it's pretty good, I can use it."
"Don't forget, the last time that boy said that even his strong strength was defeated in the hands of that thing. Why did he call us four this time? It's just for the more people, the more powerful it is. The more people there are, the better it will be. We can frame him once, so that he can fight with that thing, and the mantis stalks the cicada oriole is behind."
After thinking for a while, the King of Nancheng raised his hand to vote: "Okay, I agree!"
"I agree too!" said the King of Beicheng.
The remaining King of Xicheng nodded in agreement after thinking about it.
The King of Dongcheng laughed and thought about it, then continued, "Okay, as I said before, I guess, it's only been two days before, and I'll be ready. Don't reveal any flaws."
The four city kings came and went in a hurry.
A conspiracy was born like this, but the target they wanted to deal with was Feng Han, but will Feng Han really be deceived?
At this moment, Feng Han was happily looking at the vicious pill in his hand. Finally, it took three days to refine the vicious pill, so that he could go to the death cemetery.
However, before going there, you must first understand the death cemetery and make all-round strategies.
Just so happened that Jian Chen was there. When he walked out of the room, he saw Jian Chen in the yard. After going over, he smiled and asked, "Where is Guo Rong?"
Jian Chen looked at him and said, "It's something to do when you go out!"
"It just so happens that I'll find something." Feng Han said.
Jianchen: "What's the matter, just say it."
"I want to know the general situation of the Death Cemetery!"
Jian Chen stared at him for a long time, and finally said, "That place is a very terrible place. There are undead everywhere. They are also very strong. If you want to pass through the death cemetery, you must first clean up the undead along the way. These undead were absolutely masters in their lifetime, so it is not so easy to get through."
"The Dead?"
"Yes, it is the battlefield for the undead. The undead will kill each other and devour each other to increase their own strength. I once encountered a spirit king-level undead, and it is considered a commander in it." Jian Chen remembered that during his days in the death cemetery, it was really called "Daily Day" and "Da Earth is not effective, and he lives a life that he is afraid of being discovered by the undead all day long.
Feng Han thought for a while and was sure: "Can the undead you mentioned be the powerful man who wanted to leave here in the intermediate ghost prison before, and in the end, all of them fell into the death cemetery?"
"It may be so, and I have thought of it too. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many different undeads, some using swords, some playing swords, and even some practicing the body. Moreover, the undeads will also be divided into their own territories." Jian Chen said.
I chatted with Jianchen for a night, and seeing that it was very dark, Guo Rong had already come back to rest.
Feng Han also got some important information. The undead may be the strong men killed by the Jiuyou Holy Fire. It seems that this death cemetery is not that easy, and the Jiuyou Holy Fire will appear at that time.
"The more people, the better!"
Under the current circumstances, the more spiritual masters, the better. In this way, you can free up your hands to deal with the Jiuyou Holy Fire.
The next day, Feng Han called Xie Jun and others to tell them that they had a way to get out, but they must be a fifth-grade spiritual master or above and could take them out with them.
In this way, rumors spread throughout the intermediate ghost prison. All fifth-grade spirit masters or fifth-grade spirit masters and above went to the holy city, and even some spirit soldiers and spirit masters below the fifth-grade spirit masters also came. Everyone who doesn’t want to go out wants to go out. Why do you have to limit your cultivation if you have such a good thing?
Therefore, many people with low cultivation are reluctant to give in and demonstrations on the streets with great fanfare. Unfortunately, no one pays attention to them, so they naturally stop talking.
The next day, another rumor broke out, saying that the place Feng Han mentioned was a death cemetery. Once it passed through the death cemetery, it would be possible to leave this ghost place.
They all know the death cemetery, and it is not something that ordinary people dare to enter.
However, in order to get out, thinking that Feng Han and others could really go out, they decided that some low-cultivation people would not be afraid of death came outside the death cemetery early, waiting for the arrival of Feng Han's army.
finally
Feng Han, Guo Rong and Jian Chen walked out of the villa with a smile. Outside the holy city, the evil king, the mad sword, and the sky were all waiting. They gathered most of the spiritual masters, and there were many people and powerful people.
Setting towards the death cemetery, a group of people were so swaying and so eye-catching.
On the way, many newcomers will join in, as long as they are fifth-grade spiritual masters or fifth-grade spiritual masters or above.
After walking for most of the day, I came to a remote place in the mountains. After climbing over a high mountain, suddenly, a valley filled with thick fog appeared in front of me. Jian Chen said to Feng Han: "When passing through this valley, you will be the cemetery of death."
The large army passed through the valley, a dark cemetery. What was inside the dark sky and earth was not clear at all, and they could only see a little bit of the outside.
And here, there are already crowds of people, and the four city lords have already arrived.
"Four adults!" After meeting Feng Han, everyone on both sides exchanged polite greetings. After arranging everyone in an orderly manner, Feng Han discussed some things with the four adults.
After discussing with the four adults, I decided to go in at one time. Many people could take care of them. Everyone knew that there were hundreds of undead spirits in the death cemetery, and there were more than 10,000 spiritual masters here, and only more than 500 people above the fifth grade.
The difference in strength between them is too big.
At the entrance of the death cemetery, four city lords, east, west, south, north, and north, Feng Han, Guo Rong, Jian Chen, Xie Jun, Kaitian, Dugu Qiu, and Youmingquan, all the masters of the holy list came and arranged for each of them to lead a team, and after entering, they were responsible for the relevant matters of the team.
"Okay, let's go!!" Feng Han shouted loudly with his true energy.
The first one walked into the death cemetery, and after the four adults looked at each other, they followed them in. The next one was the masters on the holy list, each of whom walked in with their own spiritual master team.
Some brave and unafraid of death also followed in, wanting to take advantage of the situation, but they would not know how terrible the danger of the death cemetery was.
As soon as Feng Han came in, a white undead stood in front of him, staring at him stupidly, and then he came over and roared, "Gaga, it's humans. It's a long time since humans came here, so I can have a full meal."
"Swoosh!"
After saying that, the undead rushed towards Fenghan, but was destroyed by Fenghan's move.
"The undead of the seventh-grade spirit master is pretty good. It seems that this death cemetery is not simple!" Feng Han murmured to himself, followed by a large army.
In the death cemetery, the dead souls felt that they all had special abilities. They knew that some strangers broke in and had not devoured the true energy of the new ones for a long time. They also wanted to break through, but they devoured the undead spirits from each other, and the increase was too slow.
Only human true energy can increase them significantly or break through quickly. Moreover, this time, the smell of strangers is increasing infinitely. It seems that many people have come.
"Hahaha, human, human, I'm here!"
"Little ones, follow the ancestor to devour human true energy, humans are here!"
"Wow, so many humans, this time I will swallow their true energy and become the supreme existence."
The undead in the entire death cemetery went crazy and all rushed towards Feng Han and others. How could they live in peace with the fine meal?
At the same time, in an unknown place, a sleeping dragon suddenly opened his eyes, looked to the northwest, and murmured to himself: "There are so many supplements, more than last time, Humph, a group of idiots, it is impossible to get out from here. The death cemetery is just your final grave."
After the dragon finished speaking, it shook its body and flew towards Fenghan.