Everyone in the Ninth Bureau looked ashamed, and no one dared to refute.

The road to Gushen Mountain is full of mountain roads.

The sky was pitch black, and a group of nine people strided heavily. The five-kilometer road was not long for them. At the full speed, they arrived at the foot of the ancient gods in eighteen minutes.

Along the way, Xiao Yang and others did not see the old monster.

"No." Zhao Ji shook his head, "I heard from them that the old monster set out half an hour earlier than us. He took four hundred children and the speed was absolutely impossible. On the way, he did not see any footprints. The old monster was not on this road at all. He had another way to enter the ancient sacred mountain."

"Thinking of it." Xiao Yang nodded and frowned at the ancient sacred mountain in front of him. "Since the strangeness of this ancient sacred mountain was created by the old monster, he naturally knew very well what was there. No matter what, we had to go in."

The so-called ancient sacred mountain is not a single mountain, but a whole continuous mountain range. Through the moonlight, you can also see that at the hillside of the ancient sacred mountain, there are statues of gods appearing blurredly.

Originally, people from the seventies built stairs that could directly lead to the top of the ancient gods and could also extend to each temple to worship. However, some time ago, divine thunder descended from the sky shattered the stairs. Now, we can only climb the mountain.

Xiao Yang and the nine others had just stepped into the ancient sacred mountain.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, a lightning bolt pierced the sky, and then, the drizzle poured down. The praise of the heavy rain could even hinder people's sight.

"This..." A member of the Ninth Bureau looked back and found that the heavy rain that had fallen in an instant only existed within the range of the Ancient Divine Mountain. After leaving the Ancient Divine Mountain, everything was no different from usual.

This strange scene made everyone feel a bad premonition.

Due to the heavy rain, the mountain road suddenly became muddy. Xiao Yang and Zhao Ji were both superb and unaffected. However, the other seven Ninth Bureau members did not have the strength of theirs at all, and it was particularly difficult to move forward on this muddy mountain road.

The ancient sacred mountain is full of strange rocks and vegetation.

After half an hour, everyone came to the mountainside.

"Go away." They saw a statue of god, which was carved for a long time and was now beaten by wind and frost. In addition, it was pitch dark and heavy rain, so they could not see the appearance of the statue.

The statue of the god is enshrined in a concave mountain, hiding beside the statue, just in time to shelter from the rain.

The rain was too heavy, and when it reached the mountainside, you could clearly feel the strong wind raged. A huge rock moved, rolled down from the mountain, and passed by several people. The seven team members in the Nine Games were afraid of it. If the huge rock rushed towards them, it would be difficult to hide on the muddy mountainside of the road.

"What's wrong." Xiao Yang frowned.

"Your Excellency King, everything is still normal." A member of the Ninth Bureau said. Since they learned about Xiao Yang's identity, they have shown great respect to Xiao Yang. Although Xiao Yang also told them that he was no longer the King of Hell, they still called him the title of Lord King.

"It's because it's too normal." Zhao Ji said, "In such a normal situation, why do the two teams lose contact? Communication tools cannot be used, and their legs cannot be used?"

Zhao Ji said, slapping the raindrops on his body.

Seeing Zhao Ji's action, Xiao Yang suddenly became stunned.

"Why are you looking at me? Is there a ghost behind me? I warn you, this is the night, and you are on the mountain again, so don't mess around." Zhao Ji stared at Xiao Yang with a strange look on his face.

"No." Xiao Yang shook his head, "What were you doing just now?"

"Photo Rain, I'm wet..." Zhao Ji said halfway, and suddenly stopped. He was like Xiao Yang, and he was stunned.

A few seconds later, Zhao Ji spoke with a somewhat ugly expression, "Have you tried?"

"Yes." Xiao Yang nodded, "I tried."

"What's going on?" Zhao Ji frowned heavily.

"What's wrong, I'm afraid someone is designing all this." Xiao Yang said in a deep voice.

Zhao Ji kicked the gravel under his feet and looked very anxious at this moment.

The seven players from the Ninth Bureau were confused and had no idea what the two were talking about.

In fact, for experts of the level of Xiao Yang and Zhao Ji, the qi in their bodies already has a natural reaction, that is, when they encounter danger, these qi will automatically form a layer of qi shield to resist external shocks, including when it rains.

But along the way, the two of them were wet all the way, but they didn't realize this. If it rained, they would get wet without an umbrella outdoors. This is a normal thinking for humans.

But just now, Zhao Ji's slapping rain made Xiao Yang suddenly realize that the naturally formed air mask outside their bodies did not seem to have any effect. Then, the two of them just tried it, and here, they were unable to control the air!

As a strong man who has been in the world of god creation for many years, Zhao Ji has long been accustomed to being able to control the qi at all times, but now he suddenly has no way to control the qi, which makes him feel very panicked and becomes particularly anxious.

As for Xiao Yang, although he has not been in the control of Qi for a long time, he also feels like he has lost his backer.

"What's wrong here. Go up the mountain first and figure out what's going on before talking about it. You can't wait too long." Zhao Ji made a decision, regardless of the heavy rain, immediately chose a path and walked up the mountain.

"Wait." Xiao Yang called Zhao Ji, who was leaving, "Look behind you."

"What's wrong behind me?" Zhao Ji turned his head.

A member of the Ninth Bureau said with a serious face: "Boss, the way I came is gone..."

Everyone led from a small path to this stone statue, where they were sheltering from the rain, but now they could not find the path from the bottom to the top. All the ones in front of them were weeds, rugged rocks, and a towering tree stood on the hillside.

This strange scene casts a shadow in everyone's heart.

Zhao Ji, who was already anxious, seemed even more irritable at this moment, paced back and forth constantly, gasping heavily.

Zhao Ji is now in this way, obviously he can't continue to issue orders, and Xiao Yang has become the backbone of everyone.

"Make a mark, go first, and continue to go up the mountain." Xiao Yang ordered.

The players of the Ninth Bureau skillfully marked the marks and made several scratches on a stone.

"Look, there are still marks here, which were left by our people." The person who made the marks suddenly spoke.

"I'm afraid they have encountered the same thing, so don't worry about so much, and then climb to the top of the mountain." Xiao Yang said, "If someone makes trouble, he must have a purpose. When he is caught, all the problems will be solved."

Everyone nodded and continued to climb up.

"You said we have encountered something unclean." A team member whispered, "I heard that ghosts hit walls like this. As I walked, I suddenly got lost and didn't know where I went."
Chapter completed!