Death ridge, as its name suggests, is a dead mountain.


    Here, you can see the continuous high mountains everywhere. Between the mountains, the Yin Qi is diffused all year round, in which all kinds of strange and terrible underground plants grow.


    Some plants, nourished by Yin Qi all year round, even degenerated and gradually gave birth to a little wisdom.


    For example, a strange black vine with the thickness of an adult''s arm and covered with barbs suddenly sprang up at Yang Xuan''s feet, which would attack the living people at an incredible speed.


    When the supreme friar is attacked by this kind of sneak attack, I''m afraid it''s difficult to respond in time, so he is entangled by such a black vine.


    However, no matter how fast heiteng is and how tenacious it is, it can''t do anything about Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan''s arms vibrated. Before the black vine approached his body, it was shattered by an invisible force.


    He has practiced the art of refining gods by dividing silk. His mind can be transformed into tens of millions. It is comparable to the strong in the cave. There is only an unknown black vine, which naturally does not pose a threat to him.


    "This is a vampire vine. Once entangled by it, it is better than the Supreme Master. He will die."


    Ji Yuechan and Yang Xinyi followed and made a brief introduction.


    "No wonder your Taiqing palace leader didn''t dare to come here. I dare say that a small vampire vine can kill a supreme master."


    Yang Xuan suddenly said.


    "Hum, it''s endless."


    Suddenly, with another cold hum, he swept away the vampire vines around him.


    Countless vampire vines obviously grow in this area. As long as they feel the smell of strangers, they will become extremely bloodthirsty and irritable, but they are not fierce and fearless of death.


    They also know how to seek good luck and avoid bad luck. After Yang Xuan wiped out a large number of vampire vines in one fell swoop, bursts of sound came from all directions.


    "Big brother is really powerful. You scared away all these vampire vines."


    Yang Xinyi worships the tunnel all over her face.


    "If they don''t run, they will die, and they have no choice."


    Yang Xuan shrugged as if he had done a trivial thing.


    "Don''t be careless. This death mountain is known as the most terrible forbidden area of the dead silence mountain. There must be many more terrible and impossible to prevent than the vampire vine."


    As soon as Ji Yuechan''s voice fell, she felt that there was a strong and terrible breath in the mountains in the distance.


    "That''s..."


    "It''s the ghost, the first ghost. He had at least the cultivation of seizing the heaven, but it doesn''t seem to be the overlord of this death ridge."


    After leaving a word, Yang Xuan jumped up and came to a hillside to deal with the roaring ghosts alone.


    The ghosts are all transformed by the remnant souls of human friars after their death. It seems that they are no different from real humans.


    But all this is an illusion. If it were not for the heavy body and no one thought, these creatures are the strong and fierce souls.


    "Brother, be careful."


    Yang Xinyi stood beside Ji Yuechan. Seeing a large number of ghosts coming towards Yang Xuanchong, she couldn''t help but change her face.


    Yang Xuan did not answer, but raised his hand and grabbed the countless ghosts in the air.


    Boom!


    As soon as he caught it, countless ghosts and ghosts broke into pieces in the air. However, he took a picture of the head with hair and black robes, and strongly imprisoned him in front of him.


    "Human, so strong..."


    The black robed figure spits out words, and the two ghostly eyes disappear indefinitely, as if they were very afraid.


    "If you can talk, you have goods in your mind and can be used by me."


    Yang Xuan looked cold and pressed his big hand on the other party''s head and directly performed the art of soul searching and memory elimination.


    Knowing oneself and knowing the enemy is invincible in a hundred battles. No matter how confident Yang Xuan is, he doesn''t want to fight an uncertain battle.


    "What did you find?"


    Ji Yuechan moved, took Yang Xinyi and came to Yang Xuan.


    "The void channel is right here, and there are eight ghosts of this level in front."


    Yang Xuan clapped his hands. The black robed figure in front of him suddenly turned into fly ash and disappeared into the world.


    The figure in black robe, with an unusually solid body, is a real fierce soul that seizes the heaven. However, when he meets Yang Xuan, he will be terrified.


    "Is there a murderer guarding the void passage?"


    Ji Yuechan asked in a deep voice.


    "Yes, it''s a demon spirit with the strength of monks in the kingdom of Kambi emperor."


    "So powerful?"


    "Powerful is powerful, but it''s not my enemy. Let''s meet it now."


    With a wave of his hand, Yang Xuan took the lead and headed for the depths of the death ridge.


    Ghosts attacked him all the way, and there were many ghosts who captured the heaven. Countless magic plants attacked him one after another, but no matter how many and powerful they were, they were far from his opponent.


    Yang Xuan killed all the way. Everywhere he went, the ghosts disappeared one by one, and the magic plants exploded, shaking the whole death ridge.


    "Bold man, how dare you kill my soul slave? I want you to destroy both form and spirit."


    The huge noise soon startled the demons in the depths of the death ridge, and a roar came from the space.


    "It''s just a magic treasure. You dare to shout with me, but I''m curious. What''s the relationship between you and the demon emperor?"


    "You know my Lord! I know. You are the disciple of the king of war. You and the king of war killed my master and hurt me badly. I haven''t recovered yet."


    The demon spirit shouted as if he had guessed something. His voice was full of anger, shock and a trace of fear.


    As powerful as his master, they all died outside, and there was not even a remnant soul left. It was a wounded demon in the imperial realm. Today, I''m afraid it had to be planted here.


    "You are a demon clan. Your evil spirit is even stronger than that of my master in his heyday. It''s impossible and by no means true."


    Suddenly, the demon screamed again.


    "The demon emperor is dead. If you choose to surrender to me, I can promise to spare you from death."


    "Seriously?"


    "I mean what I say, on the premise that you have to be truly loyal to me. A demon who has two hearts for me might as well be killed if you keep it."


    "OK, I submit."


    "You know current affairs very well."


    "I have no choice if I die without surrender."


    Yang Xuan''s strength is much more terrible than that of the emperor of heaven demons. The devil didn''t dare not obey in order to survive.


    "Originally, your noumenon has been completely integrated with this void channel. It seems that your master has already abandoned you in order to open the channel to the evil world!"


    While talking, Yang Xuan moved at his feet and disappeared from his original position. He went directly to the depths of the death ridge and saw a huge dark magic wheel suspended in the air.


    The magic wheel is 100 feet large. A black vortex tens of meters large can be clearly seen in the wheel. It keeps rotating, and the powerful force of emptiness is released from it.


    Needless to say, that is the void channel, and the demon wheel is the noumenon of the demon spirit, maintaining the void channel from collapse.