I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

"Quasi-Emperor Realm..."

Qin Feng frowned slightly and said, "Could that black shadow be related to the Immortal Burial Clan?"

After all, the Immortal Burial Clan came from the Immortal Burial Land, and when he was in the Immortal Burial Land, he saw a figure from afar that was the same as the black shadow and brought him the same pressure.

At noon one day, Qin Feng discovered a treasure land for cultivation. Just as he was about to enter, he found that this was the temporary cultivation place of Jinli and the Saint Maiden of Piaomiao Palace.

The two then invited Qin Feng in.

"How come you two have such a good relationship?" Qin Feng was a little curious.

Jinli comes from a broken star world.

The Saint of Piao Miao Palace comes from the now very low-key Piao Miao Palace.

He found it very strange that they were inseparable all day long.

"Why, if Master Qin wants to join, the three of us can be inseparable." The Saint of Piaomiao Palace said with obvious sarcasm.

Jinli placed a cup of freshly brewed tea in front of Qin Feng.

"Forget it. I am not worthy of the company of two fairies." Qin Feng said with a faint smile.

After a brief greeting, Jinli mentioned the black shadow they encountered last time in Cang Xuan Realm.

"I haven't been to the Demon Emperor's Tomb. It is said that the emperor's corpse there has also been drained of all vitality, just like the immortality elixir?"

Jinli looked at Qin Feng and asked.

"Ah."

Qin Feng nodded and took the initiative to mention: "It is most likely related to the black shadow."

He did not mention the remaining soul of the Demon Emperor.

However, Jinli and he had seen the back of the black shadow together before, and he felt that the news about the black shadow should be shared with Jinli.

"He even dares to touch the emperor's corpse. Isn't that person afraid of heaven's punishment?" exclaimed the Saint Maiden of Piaomiao Palace.

Like those holy spirits that were born with intelligence by absorbing the creation of heaven and earth, the ancient emperors were also beings favored by heaven and earth. Even their corpses could not be desecrated.

Otherwise, you will easily be punished by God.

"Could it be that the energy in the emperor's corpse was absorbed by the black shadow?"

Jin Li said in a deep voice: "If that's the case, then the black shadow is too terrifying. She can actually withstand all the energy in the ancient emperor's body."

Even if the ancient emperor is dead, the essence within the emperor's corpse cannot be easily tolerated.

"I don't know whether it was absorbed or stored in some secret treasure." Qin Feng shook his head.

Jinli nodded after hearing this.

Then she said, "I have also been investigating the shadow during this period, but I haven't obtained any useful information."

She was slightly apologetic.

After all, Qin Feng shared so much with her, but she gained nothing.

"The black shadow is mysterious to begin with, so it's normal that we can't find out anything about it." Qin Feng had no doubts.

After all, the Demon Emperor tried to find the black shadow but to no avail.

"However, I have investigated another thing." Jinli looked at Qin Feng and said.

"What's the matter?" Qin Feng asked puzzledly.

"The quasi-emperor of the Immortal Burial Clan is most likely real."

Jinli had known about the Immortal Burial Clan a long time ago.

While she was investigating the black shadow, she also learned a lot of information about the Burial Immortal Clan.

"Even you said so. It seems that the quasi-emperor of the Burial Immortal Clan is very likely to be real." Qin Feng said.

"You don't look worried?" Jinli said with some surprise.

"Why worry about things that can't be changed." Qin Feng said lightly.

Of course, his indifference, to a large extent, comes from the mark given by the Demon Emperor.

If the other party really sends out a quasi-emperor realm expert to deal with him, he can only rely on the power of the Demon Emperor to wipe him out.

Jinli was speechless, shocked by Qin Feng's indifference.

After the few people chatted for a few minutes, Qin Feng left.

...

Half a month later, the silence outside the Burial Ground of Immortals was broken, and inside the Burial Ground of Immortals, a ray of immortal light shot up into the sky again.

The light of the holy steps makes people intoxicated.

It feels like the fairyland is right before your eyes.

"The strange phenomenon has appeared again. This time there must be rare treasures about to appear in the world!"

"Let's go. If there really are gods, then let's try to achieve immortality!"

"..."

At one time, a large number of cultivators poured into the place where immortals were buried.

Qin Feng travels with the Saintess of Bu Lao Mountain.

The old woman from Bulao Mountain also entered the burial ground of immortals, but she was alone, and it seemed that she had other clues to investigate.

The place we are going to is obviously more dangerous.

There was no moon in the sky, and the light of the stars was shining down.

A large number of cultivators are entering the Burial Ground of Immortals, as if they are embarking on a life-and-death journey.

After passing through the bloody soil of the edge area, we finally entered the burial ground of immortals.

Under the cover of night, the mountains here are towering and majestic, all of which are extremely dark, but their outlines can still be seen to be magnificent.

In this immortal burial ground, whose size no one knows, there seem to be endless secrets waiting to be explored.

The endless mountains are all covered with various primeval forests. The towering ancient trees block out the sky and the sun. Various dangerous beasts and birds of prey are either dormant or roaring when alarmed.

This place is like a scene from an uncivilized and barbaric era.

"Do you feel that after entering the Immortal Burial Ground, the stars in the sky seem to be closer?"

Bu Youxuan looked up at the sky and couldn't help but say.

“The distance between the stars in the sky has not changed, but the terrain of the mountains and rivers in this immortal burial ground allows the light of the stars to fall here as much as possible.”

Qin Feng said slowly: "So you feel that the stars in the sky have become closer."

"So that's how it is." Bu Youxuan nodded.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

At this time, a war broke out on the paths of many monks.

But it's not very intense.

Because this is just the beginning of entering the Burial Ground of Immortals, the various ferocious beasts are not very dangerous yet.

As everyone went deeper into the Immortal Burial Ground, many cultivators had already spread out.

There was no common torrent.

After all, many people have different goals, and have obtained maps of the burial ground of immortals, some real or some fake.

They will all follow their own path.

"System, help me sign in at the Burial Ground of Immortals." Qin Feng called out the system.

"Ding! Congratulations, master, you have successfully signed in and obtained the Immortal Burial Fist." The system's prompt sounded in Qin Feng's ears.

At the same time, a scroll appeared in the system space.

Immortal Burial Fist: A fist technique condensed from the supreme fighting spirit of the Immortal Burial Land...

After seeing the above introduction, Qin Feng was very surprised.

He didn't expect that the Immortal Burial Fist was not created by someone, but was formed by the fighting spirit condensed from the mountains and rivers here.

"It looks good, let's merge them first!" Qin Feng said secretly in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, the thousands of ancient symbols in the scroll turned into light, entered the space of Qin Feng's consciousness, and merged with him.

Next, Qin Fen and his team continued to move deeper into the Land of Immortal Burial.

Along the way, they encountered many ferocious beasts, as well as violent energy and poisonous miasma.

very dangerous.

But there are not many who can pose danger to Qin Feng and his team.

Everyone was able to easily resolve these dangers and also gained a lot of natural treasures.

The harvest was still very rich.

After all, most of the time, only occasionally would a cultivator enter the Immortal Burial Ground to explore alone.

Many ancient medicinal fruits have been growing for unknown years, and any one of them is very rare in the outside world.

...

There are ruins and relics in the place where immortals are buried, but they are extremely rare.

Moreover, the murderous intent within these ruins is even more dangerous and terrifying.

It was in the ruins that Xiao Qingdi had the opportunity to grow up.

At this time, in a ruin in the burial ground of immortals, a decadent fat monk was lying under a dry old tree, feeling as if he had lost all desire to live.

"Damn it, there's a fairy tree here, but I can't dig it out and I'm trapped here. I'm so pissed off!"

Chief Yan Sejian is going crazy.

He came here more than thirty years ago.

Seeing this dry old tree, it is a dead immortal tree.

Then he wanted to dig it away.

However, no one would have thought that this immortal tree, which had been dead for who knows how many years, was connected to the immortal tree below.

As soon as he moved, he stirred up the mountains and rivers of the place, and caused a resonance with the remaining formations in the ruins.

As a result, he was trapped and died here.

Even though Yan Se had many means, he still couldn't escape.

Over the years, he could do nothing but meditate and practice, like a bird in a cage.

However, although he was trapped, Yan Se also gained a lot from practicing in this place where the mountains and rivers converge.

His speed is already amazing, not to mention that he himself has a lot of rare treasures.

His cultivation had already reached the Saint King realm, not much slower than Qin Feng.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Yan Se suddenly noticed some movement in the distance.

And there was the sound of a sword. He immediately got up from the ground and looked over.

"Could it be that a monk has entered here?"

Yan Se's eyes lit up, and he said, "I knew that the strange phenomenon a while ago was so obvious that someone would definitely be unable to sit still."

Not long after, several figures arrived here.

The leader was wearing ancient clothing from the Immortal Burial Clan. He didn't look very old, but he had already reached the level of Saint King.

The cultivation levels of the companions around him were much weaker than his.

"Hey... why is there a fat monk here?" A charming woman noticed Yan Se.

"Ahem...I am the master of the Immortal Burial Ground. I am in seclusion here to practice. It is fate that I met you by chance."

Yanse sat cross-legged there, pretending to be a hermit, and said: "If you are willing to listen to me..."

However, he was interrupted before he could finish his words.

"The owner of the Immortal Burial Ground?"

The young man from the Immortal Burial Clan sneered and said, "My ancestor from the Immortal Burial Clan came from the Immortal Burial Land. How come I don't know that the owner of the Immortal Burial Land is a bald donkey?"

"Boy, are you from the Immortal Burial Clan?"

Yan Se was stunned. He didn't expect that the other party was actually the legendary Burial Immortal Clan. His ancestor came from the Burial Immortal Clan. He said depressedly: "This is too unlucky!"

He immediately prepared to negotiate, wanting to see what price he would have to pay in order for the other party to be willing to help him disperse the mountains and rivers here from the outside.

"This bald donkey is trapped by the mountains and rivers and the formations here. It seems that he wants to trick us into helping him."

The formation master who was traveling with them said, "I have a formation that can refine the mountains and rivers here, the remaining formations, and this bald donkey.

By then, the dead trunk of the Immortal God Tree will be ours."

As he spoke, he took out the formation first.

"OK."

The young man from the Immortal Burial Clan laughed and said, "This bald donkey doesn't look like a serious person either. He must have a lot of treasures on him. Let's refine him as well."

"Rumble..."

Then, the formation master began to set up the formation here.

A terrifying force began to operate here.

We must melt away all the remnants of the formation in the ruins, as well as the mountains and rivers.

Yan Se's face suddenly turned dark.

"Boy, you are too cruel. I was just joking, wasn't I? You want to refine me here?"

Chief Yan Sejian was furious.

He has the means to save his life and can survive.

But the price he paid was so heavy that it hurt him more than killing him.

However, the young people of the Immortal Burial Clan no longer care about color.

"With this sacred tree, we can ask the elders to set up a trap and see if we can trap and kill Qin Feng."

The young men of the Immortal Burial Clan knew that they did not have the strength, but if they asked the Great Elder to set up a trap, they might be able to kill Qin Feng.

"Huh? Do you have a grudge against Qin Feng?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Se immediately said, "That guy is a perpetrator of all kinds of evil and his crimes are heinous.

He and I have a deep blood feud. If you need me, I can help you kill him!"

From his words, it seemed that Jian Shou hated Qin Feng to the core.

"Can you trust what this bald man says?" the charming woman looked at Yan Se and said.

"It doesn't look fake."

Another person asked, "Do you want to stop first?"

"He's just a Saint King. It doesn't matter if he helps me or not."

The young man from the Immortal Burial Clan said coldly: "Let's get the immortal wood first."

Upon hearing this, the others also nodded.

Let the formation melt the remaining formations and the mountains and rivers here.

"Hiss...you little brats! Next time we meet, I will slap you to death!"

Chief Yan Sejian was so depressed that he vomited blood.

He was trapped here for decades and was reluctant to use the means of saving his life and escaping.

But now he has to use it, which makes him more uncomfortable than killing him.

"Qiang!"

However, at this moment, a sword spirit suddenly shot out from a distance.

With its terrifying sharpness, Jian Shou could tear apart everything in the world.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the formation that the formation master had just set up collapsed.

The violent energy blew all the young people of the Burial Immortal Clan away.

"who!"

The young man from the Burial Immortal Clan's face suddenly changed. He immediately looked in the direction of the Sword Spirit and shouted angrily, "Do you know that you are attacking the people from the Burial Immortal Clan?"

He felt the power of the sword spirit and was afraid that he was no match for it.

So he moved out of the Immortal Burial Clan first.

I hope that the person who takes action will be cautious, or even afraid.

"I have already killed all the people from the Burial Immortal Clan. Am I still afraid to attack you?" Qin Feng walked over and said lightly.

"Qin Feng!"

When Yan Se saw Qin Feng, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "A friend in need is a friend indeed! I have a feeling that you are the one who can save my life!"

When these words were spoken, the charming woman who heard them was stunned.