Yang Feng's body immediately stood firm, hugged the Fire Ancestor and Lu Yu with four arms, and strode forward, with no slower speed than before.

When the old man saw this, he showed an incredible expression on his face.

Hu Shan also sensed something, his body paused, turned his head and looked over, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

Hu Shan looked at Yang Feng deeply, then withdrew his gaze and continued to climb towards the top.

A hint of joy appeared on the face of the Fire Ancestor, and he exclaimed: "Fellow Daoist's body is actually so powerful, I really admire you!"

Yang Feng said lightly: "It's okay if you don't say flattery, but fellow Taoist, I have something I want to ask you."

A hint of embarrassment appeared on the face of the Fire Ancestor and asked, "Fellow Taoist please tell me!"

Yang Feng asked with a flash of eyes: "The person behind you, you just called him Han Xue. We have all participated in the matter of the Puppet Sect back then. Is this old man the Han Xue back then?"

The Fire Ancestor's face changed and he didn't say anything for a while. After a moment of silence, he nodded.

When Yang Feng heard this, he asked again: "So, are the identities of the other Ghost Sect cultivators also fake?"

The Fire Ancestor said meaningfully: "Fellow Taoist, you should not ask too much about these things. It is not good for you to know too much."

Yang Feng smiled and said, "That's right, I'm just curious for a moment."

After saying this, Yang Feng stopped asking.

Lu Yu looked at the two people beside him and said nothing.

While speaking, Yang Feng moved forward a lot again. At this time, there were only thirty or forty steps at the end of the stairs.

Han Xue was left far behind, and Hu Shan was still walking steadily in front and was about to reach the finish line.

Yang Feng looked at the stairs in front with a serious expression.

The remaining steps were the most difficult places. Yang Feng did not dare to be careless at all and mobilized every trace of physical strength in his body.

Two colors of light on Yang Feng's body flashed, step by step, moving forward steadily.

After walking up more than a dozen steps, Yang Feng's body suddenly became very slow. He had to rest on the spot for a while and then start over again every time he took a step.

Hu Shan’s situation was like Yang Feng, and he was also pausing step by step.

The gravity here has reached a terrifying level, and the air makes a slight trembling sound.

Yang Feng's face showed a look of fatigue, and the light on his body flashed.

When Lu Yu and the Fire Ancestor saw Yang Feng's situation, they couldn't help but show a worried expression.

The Fire Ancestor suggested: "Fellow Taoist, why not let us come down alone, take one to the top first, and then return to take another one away."

Yang Feng looked at Hu Shan, who was resting with only five steps ahead of him, and said lightly: "This is a waste of time. You two don't have to worry, I can still hold on."

After Yang Feng finished speaking, he climbed a ladder again.

The stairs shook slightly and a roar sounded.

Hu Shan's eyes looked back, his mouth twitched, and then immediately started again.

Yang Feng's body was trembling at this time. He took a deep breath, adjusted his physical strength as quickly as possible, and climbed a ladder again.

The peak is already close. As soon as you reach the top, you will have the opportunity to hunt treasures earlier.

The two of them did not give in and rushed to the sprint with all their might.

In the last dozen steps, the gravity restriction was too strong, and it took them a quarter of an hour to pass.

Yang Feng stepped to the top, and the gravity of his body disappeared instantly, and his whole body was extremely relaxed.

With a "swoosh", his body rushed upwards for more than ten feet.

The light flashed on Yang Feng's body, and he stopped and landed on the ground.

Although he climbed with all his might, he had to bear three times the gravity when he held two people, so he was still one step late for Hu Shan.

He let out a long breath, looked back and looked down. Han Xue was standing at the 50 or 60 steps at this moment, looking at him with a fierce look on his face.

Yang Feng grinned at him, put down the flame ancestors and the other ones, waved his hand to remove the transformation, and looked forward.

Up to the top of the mountain, a purple gatehouse that was dozens of feet tall stood in front of it. The door posts on both sides were coiled with golden dragons, and the dragon heads poked out from under the eaves, and each mouth was holding a golden dragon ball.

There is no handwriting at the location of the plaque on the gatehouse, only a picture of the thousand-mile ice field is painted. The brushwork is rough but very vivid.

On both sides of the door, there is a purple high wall each, which winds out and cannot see the end, and does not know where to lead.

Yang Feng looked up and looked at the purple gatehouse and the high walls. He found that they were ordinary buildings with no restriction on them. The dragon balls held by the dragon mouth were not magic weapons of immortals, but just ordinary dead objects.

Only the picture of the Thousand Mile Ice Field is a bit special, and the picture it depicts makes Yang Feng look familiar.

It seems...it is the vast ice field that he passed by when he flew here before.

Just as Yang Feng was looking at it, Hu Shan had already arrived at the door. He stopped a little and looked at it. Then he rushed through the door hole and rushed into the hall with a quick glance.

Yang Feng turned around and looked at the stone stairs behind him, and saw Han Xue and others rushing towards this side, but there was no distance from reaching the top.

He no longer hesitated and rushed into the gatehouse with Lu Yu and the others.

When entering the door, Yang Feng saw three extremely large palace buildings from afar, all with glazed tiles covering the roof, cinnabar and red painted walls, and the eaves of the roof were all squatting statues of the strange beasts, lined up in a row.

The three palaces are distributed in the shape of a font. The main entrances are all facing the gatehouse. The bases are several feet above the ground, and they look like they are built on a high platform.

Between the gatehouse and the main hall, there is a wide white stone square, with no other furnishings on it except for the square bricks that lay the ground.

After Yang Feng's eyes quickly swept across the entire square and palace, a look of surprise appeared deep in his eyes, but his brows couldn't help but frown. The scene in front of him seemed a little familiar.

"The layout here, this feeling... seems to have been seen somewhere?" he thought to himself.

Before he could figure it out, Hu Shan, who was walking in the front, had already jumped and flew towards the direction of the palace.

However, the next moment, a surprising scene appeared!

The moment Hu Shan jumped into the void above the palace, the void around him suddenly twisted and a faint ripples rippled.

Immediately afterwards, his body turned into a stream of blue smoke and disappeared.

Yang Feng couldn't help frowning, and blue light surged in his eyes, looking towards the square.

Under the investigation of the spiritual purpose of the Ming and Qing dynasties, a layer of white mist was filled with white fog on the originally empty Baishi Square, with slight waves of spiritual power flowing in it. It seemed chaotic, but in fact it was extremely organized. It was obviously an extremely mysterious illusion array.

After Yang Feng withdrew his gaze, he couldn't help but look back at the outside of the door tower behind him.

After pondering for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a long-lost name immediately emerged in his mind: "Guanghan Palace..."

The ladder containing the restrictions, the illusion array in the square, the palace with the word "title"... This area in the underworld is actually 70 to 80% similar to the scene in Guanghan Palace on the legendary moon on the earth?

Could it be that this moon is located between a secret realm located in the fairy world, and there is any connection? Yang Feng couldn't help but make a bold guess.

At this moment, a heavy footsteps suddenly sounded from the gatehouse. Yang Feng and the other two looked back and saw that Han Xue had already chased after him alone.

"Not good, go!"

The Fire Ancestor gritted his teeth and shouted softly. He flew towards the sky above the square first. Yang Feng and Lu Yu hurriedly followed.

The three of them almost disappeared into the void at the same time.

Han Xue, who was chasing behind him, but was still a step slower, snorted coldly, but did not rush into the illusion array recklessly, but stayed at the edge of the square and began to investigate.

When Yang Feng entered the formation, he did not put away the Ming and Qing spiritual eyes. He clearly saw that he fell from high school into the fog of the illusion array. In just a moment, the sky was spinning, and the surrounding objects changed, as if they had entered another world.

"Bun, hot bun..."

"The best rouge powder, it is more fragrant than flowers when applied, and it is sweeter than honey when smelled..."

...

The sound of hawking sounds that only appear in the downtown market sounded from the surroundings.

Yang Feng was slightly stunned and glanced around, and suddenly found that he was standing on a crowded street at the moment, with people coming and going around, with noisy sounds and extremely lively.

Not far from him, there was a tall and wide city gate. Near the base of the entrance, a beautiful woman was standing there with a look of surprise, looking around and was Lu Yu.

At this moment, the flame ancestor, whose face was still pale, walked out of the city gate, stopped beside Lu Yu, turned around and waved to Yang Feng's direction.

Yang Feng was about to walk over when he heard a shout from behind him: "Cooking cakes... come and give it, the newly-baked cooked cakes..."

He subconsciously made a step to the side, but saw a thick and short man less than five feet tall, shaking his shoulder pole and carrying two cages, and walking quickly over him in a ray of heat.

After giving it to him, he realized that the man was not talking to him, but asked a rich young man behind him with crabapple on his temples and pink satin clothes to give way.

Soon Yang Feng discovered that for these people in the illusion, the three of them seemed to be non-existent, and they could pass through their bodies directly.

However, what surprised him the most was that the man's expression just now was exactly the same as that of ordinary people, and the taste of the cakes in the cage was not like a fake. Even the temperature emitted from the cage when passing by him was exactly the same as the real world.

You know, he had not put away his spiritual eyes and magical powers at this moment, but he still saw an illusion.

"Fellow Daoist Fire, the illusion array here is almost the same as reality. I can't see through my spiritual eyes and magical powers." After thinking, Yang Feng walked to the side of the ancestor Fire and Lu Yu and said.
Chapter completed!