The ghost burial coffin still stopped quietly on the Qianhuan Mountain Valley.

"I'm a little curious, how did it come?" Gu Yan took a sip of wine and smiled, "Can it fly?"

"It's not surprising that it can fly. Even if it can fly, will there be something in the mountains and valleys attack it?" Huang Bujue put away the folding fan and asked.

The ghost burial coffin has not moved yet, not that it has given up, but that the distance between Zhou Fan and the other two has not been wide enough.

Zhou Fan and the other two began to retreat, and they kept watching the ghost burial coffin when they retreated.

When Zhou Fan and his team retreated to one meter, the Six-Hoven Black Beast finally slowly climbed with the black iron sled. When they reached the front of the mountain valley, the Six-Hoven Black Beast slowly stopped.

The six-hoofed black beast looked straight ahead, and the three gray shadows were still looking at Zhou Fan and the other two, or more accurately, staring at Zhou Fan and the other one. The gray shadows seemed to have not seen the Qianhuan Mountains in front of them.

The three small black shadow beasts as big as puppies climbed onto the black iron sledge, and they sat quietly on the sledge without playing any more.

The six-hoofed black beast finally raised its legs and pulled the black iron sled and stepped into the gully.

Without any fall, the six-hoofed black beast floated in the air and walked slowly, as if stepping on the flat ground.

Zhou Fan and the other two looked surprised, and the ghost burial coffin could indeed fly!

A buzz kept ringing, and dense silver poles rode flying out of the mountains and valleys.

At first glance, there are at least tens of thousands of silver poles!

Zhou Fan's face changed drastically. If he had met so many silver poles just now, he would undoubtedly die.

At the same time, Zhou Fan and the other two were afraid that the silver poles would also be taken into the battle, so they quickly retreated.

Tens of thousands of silver poles were filled with the air, and their silver light flashed in the wind and snow, and all the golden javelins in their hands were thrown out.

Tens of thousands of tiny golden lights shot towards the ghost burial coffin!

The three black shadow beasts in the ghost burial coffin did not move, and the two gray shadow children did not move either, except for the gray shadow woman raised her left hand, and her left hand clenched into a fist.

Bang!

There seemed to be an invisible strange energy spreading. Tens of thousands of golden javelins turned into golden dust, and tens of thousands of silver poles became powder like the flying insects they rode.

The powder drifts away with the wind and snow.

The gray shadow woman clenched her fists still looked at her eyes unrestrainedly.

Zhou Fan looked at the gray shadow woman, all his hair stood up, and was frightened by such powerful power.

The six-hoofed black beast landed on the ground first, and the black iron sled also landed silently. The black shadowed beast climbed down from the black iron sled and then played and wrestled into a ball.

The gray shadow woman put down her hand, and her facial features were gray and she couldn't see clearly, like a three-dimensional shadow. She put down her hand and sat still like a wooden carving, returning to her usual appearance.

Zhou Fan and the other two were all looking at the ghost burial coffin silently, and it was inevitable that they felt a sense of depression in their hearts.

"What kind of power is this?" Gu Yan lowered his voice and asked solemnly.

He knew that the Ghost Burial Coffin was very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful. It was a group of tens of thousands of blood-respect-level silver poles, and they all died in an instant.

Even if human ratings may not be accurate, but if they are inaccurate, silver poles can be rated as bloody, so they are naturally of their strength.

Originally, Gu Yan thought they would not attack the Ghost Burial Coffin, but if the Ghost Burial Coffin dared to attack the three of them, they would have the power to fight together, but now he knew that he was wrong.

"I don't know." Huang Bujue shook his head, and he said with a low face: "The ghost burial coffin first came from Luoshui Township, but it did not cause much harm. Now it seems that our Yiluansi still underestimates it. After returning, I will increase its danger level."

It would be fine if such a monster didn't take action, but if he really went crazy suddenly, let alone Luoshui Township, even Gao Xiang Yiluansi Mansion could not handle it. At that time, he could only ask the academy and the Big Buddha Temple for help.

Huang Bujue has not confirmed yet. What level should be appropriate to mention the ghost burial coffin? Even a blood-resisted monster may not be as terrifying as the ghost burial coffin.

In Huang Bujue's opinion, the biggest gain of this time is to let him know the terribleness of the ghost burial coffin.

Zhou Fan didn't say anything, but his eyes twitched. He remembered the time he first met the ghost burial coffin. He had thought about attacking the ghost burial coffin, but fortunately he had never been so reckless, otherwise he would have been killed and put into the mahogany coffin and taken away.

Fortunately, this ghost burial coffin only has the bad habit of following people and does not have the habit of directly taking action, otherwise he might be doomed.

He remembered the black dragon that the ghost burial coffin was very similar to the burial of her era, but now it seems that the two are probably the same monster.

Moreover, the ghost burial coffin may not be weakened as he thought. Seeing its easy way of killing silver poles is called weakened?

So how terrible it is at its peak?

"Let's go, if it wants to attack me, we can only escape separately." Zhou Fan did not think about it anymore, but smiled bitterly.

Huang Bujue and Gu Yan both smiled bitterly and fled their lives separately. The ghost burial coffin was likely to follow Zhou Fan, but they could only escape instead of helping Zhou Fan.

This ghost burial coffin is far beyond their strength. If this happens, they can only apologize to Zhou Fan in their hearts and hope that Zhou Fan can escape smoothly.

After passing Qianhuan Mountains and Valleys, Zhou Fan and the other two continued to climb up. At this time, the wind and snow suddenly stopped, which accelerated their journey a lot.

Even though the wind and snow are much weaker, as the climb increases, the temperature of Qianhuan Snow Mountain continues to drop.

The terrain of Qianhuan Snow Mountain is varied, sometimes with vertical cliffs, sometimes with crisscrossing ditches, and sometimes with flat mountain surfaces, all kinds of strange and strange.

But no matter what, they are still climbing up.

It was not until it reached a mountain 900 feet high that Zhou Fan and the others stopped.

Because the sky is already a little dark.

They had to spend the night on this mountain pavement covered with half an acre of ice and snow.

After passing Qianhuan Mountains and Valleys, they encountered some dangers, but these dangers are not worth mentioning than crossing Qianhuan Mountains and Valleys.

Along the way, I have never encountered Wen Xiao’s team of candidates, nor have I encountered other teams of candidates.

Zhou Fan climbed up along the rock wall of the mountain. After climbing to a certain height, he observed the surroundings and found no trace of the candidate team. He quickly climbed down and said, "I can't see anyone."

"It seems that our speed is not fast, so we didn't meet them." Huang Bujue pondered for a moment.

"It's not a bad thing to not meet." Gu Yan said slowly.

"Since that's the case, then prepare for the night." Zhou Fan said with a serious look on his face.

Huang Bujue and Gu Yan both nodded slightly, and their faces also showed a solemn look.
Chapter completed!