This ring-shaped mountain was so high that it directly pierced into the black clouds. Moreover, it was straight and steep, just like the finger bones of a skeleton.
The three words "Tiewei Mountain" were very huge. Each word was bigger than the body of the giant demon.
The three big words were mottled with vicissitudes. Although a long time had passed, they were still full of deterrence.
Many ghost beasts attempted to climb into the Tiewei Mountain, but they fell halfway up the mountain and were badly mutilated. Even with their tough bodies, they were badly mutilated. It was not hard to imagine the height of the Tiewei Mountain.
Long Chen didn't know how he came to this place. He subconsciously felt that this place was very strange. However, since so many teams had entered, and the outside was full of ghosts, he didn't know where the giant demon would come from. It was better to go in.
As they went up the Tiewei Mountain, the higher they went, the more terrifying the chilly wind was. When they reached the top of the mountain, the chilly wind had condensed into numerous blades, constantly cutting Long Chen's flesh. If not for their tough bodies, the chilly wind at such a high altitude could have blown them into pieces.
"The chilly wind here can be compared to the Oblivion Wind Tribulation of the Wind Fire Tribulation." Long Chen sighed.
"It's much more powerful than the Oblivion Wind Tribulation." Li Xuanji said.
Long Chen suddenly recalled that his Oblivion Wind Tribulation was much more powerful than others.
In his opinion, the Oblivion Wind Tribulation was also much more powerful than others.
Since the surroundings were submerged by the chilly wind, it was difficult to enter the Tiewei Mountain from here. They moved forward against the strong wind. At this moment, Long Chen suddenly became vigilant. He hurriedly let Li Xuanji and Mo Xiaolang approach him.
Looking back, a black shadow flashed past. Long Chen felt his blood run cold at once. Without saying anything, he sped up with the other two towards the interior of the Tiewei Mountain.
"What's wrong?" Mo Xiaolang asked curiously.
"The Ten Great Ghost Kings are following us again."
Long Chen said with fear and trepidation. That ghostly thing was like a shadow following him. Long Chen couldn't sense its existence at all. It was just an intuition.
He didn't expect that after such a long time, he still couldn't get rid of this damned thing.
Mo Xiaolang was also very nervous in his heart. Although he was strong, the thought of his opponent casually whipping him with a chain still left a shadow in his heart.
Thankfully, after appearing for a short while, that damn thing disappeared. Long Chen and the others also successfully crossed over Tiewei Mountain and entered it.
This was a place surrounded by extremely high mountains, and it was also the only place that the ghosts had not touched.
Strangely enough, there were no strong Yin winds raging inside. Although it was still filled with black fog, it felt a lot quieter. It was a place where one could rest.
However, the moment they arrived here, Long Chen's group felt a terrifying gravitational force acting on them. There seemed to be a powerful force pulling them downwards, or in other words, sucking them in.
In a trance, Long Chen saw an abandoned black city below them. It was in ruins.
Although the gravitational force coming from below was very strong, causing them to be unable to fly normally, they were at least able to stabilize their bodies. The three of them controlled their bodies so that they would not fall to the ground. As they slowly descended, Long Chen was able to carefully observe this place.
This place was completely surrounded by the circular Tiewei Mountain. It was very quiet. Below them was a deathly silent black city. It looked extremely ancient and mottled. At the same time, there was an inexplicable and terrifying qi blowing towards them. Long Chen could gradually see those ancient black houses, city walls and so on.
This place seemed to have experienced a fierce battle. The houses had basically collapsed, and the city walls were also in ruins. Traces of being sealed were everywhere, but strangely, they were still preserved.
In his hand, the golden token was shining very brightly. Long Chen lowered his head and could almost see 7 golden tokens shining clearly below.
"There are 7 teams in this Tiewei Mountain."
Long Chen was a bit speechless. This place led to the Nether Hell, it might also lead to the other hells. As a result, the other teams also came to the Avici Hell. The 10-odd huge demons might be blocking the tunnel leading to the Nether Hell.
Meanwhile, Long Chen estimated that the other hells might be in the same situation as the Avici Hell. This Tiewei Mountain seemed to be the only place that was not ravaged by demons.
As they often stayed in 9-star Chaos City, of course, they knew that there was such a Tiewei Mountain in the Avici Hell.
The seven teams were gathered in a square near the edge of the black ruins. The square was very large, with a circumference of three or four miles. The ground was covered with black bricks, and many places were filled with holes. In the center of the square, there was a pool, but the pool had already dried up. In the center of the pool, there was a white object.
Without taking a careful look at that object, Long Chen, Mo Xiaolang and Zhang Tie landed on the edge of the black square. Outside the square, there were dense dilapidated houses, which extended to the distance. The interior of Tiewei Mountain covered about 25 miles.
In this ruin, the gravity was very strong. If they flew higher than 30 m, their battle strength would be greatly influenced. They might not even be able to fly normally. If they wanted to leave Tiewei Mountain, they could only climb out of the mountain wall.
If they fought in the ruins, they might have to fight on the ground. For them who were used to fighting in the air, it might affect them a little. It would depend on their adaptability.
When they finally landed, the 7 teams walked forward. Long Chen and the other two stood together and looked at the others with hostility. When they saw that the one who came was Mo Xiaolang, their hostility disappeared.
Long Chen was not worried. They were all here to escape. He didn't believe that the 7 teams could bully the Evil Dragon Palace's team with Mo Xiaolang.
"So it's the Evil Dragon Palace's team."
"Wolf Clan's Emperor is also among them. I didn't expect them to also come here to escape."
"Of course. Who could have predicted that such a big event would happen in the Eternal Hell? I guess all the 20 teams that are still alive are escaping. Those who know about Tiewei Mountain are probably here."
They discussed in low voices.
While they were sizing up Long Chen and the other two, Long Chen was also estimating their battle strength.
Of these 7 teams, three were from outside the 12 Supreme Alliances. They were relatively weak. The strongest was only at the peak of the 9th level of the Divine Martial Realm, so there was nothing to worry about.
The other four teams were from the 12 Supreme Alliances. Among them, there were three teams from the Solar Divine World, the Primeval Thunder Reservoir, and the Ancient Yuan Spirit World. As for the last team, it was undoubtedly the strongest. It was also a team from Long Chen's main family, the True Martial Emperor Palace.
All five of True Martial Emperor Palace's team were here!
As for Sword Spirit Emperor Palace and Desolate Emperor Palace, the two strong teams, they did not come. They were far away, or they had their own ways to hide.
In True Martial Emperor Palace, there were four men and one woman. Li Qiuyue, who had a conflict with Long Chen, was among them. Naturally, he was very unhappy with Long Chen. At this moment, when he saw Long Chen, he was slightly angry. However, the others did not react.
It seemed that Li Qiuyue's dissatisfaction with Long Chen was just his own opinion.
Long Chen was from True Martial Emperor Palace. He could become strong and intimidate others. It was also because of True Martial Emperor Palace's reputation.
As for the remaining teams, they were from the Desolate Ancient Lightning Pool. Every single one of them was a tall and burly man, each of them had terrifying lightning runes engraved on their bodies. Countless streaks of lightning crackled around their bodies. Among them, there was a man with eyes as sharp as lightning. His strength was estimated to have reached the Martial Path Great Circle. He was one of the top geniuses in the Desolate Ancient Lightning Pool.
Solar God Realm was slightly weaker. Their team was at the peak of the 9th level of the Divine Martial Realm. There was no one particularly outstanding. They were not as fierce as Ancient Thunder Reservoir.
Solar God Realm and Supreme Yin Devil Realm were neighbors. They fought constantly, but their strength was at the bottom of the Nine Realms.
Another strange team was the Ancient Yuan Spirit World.
The Ancient Yuan Spirit World was recognized as the strongest world apart from the three great Emperor Palaces. They were called the Spirit Race. The appearance of the Spirit Race was slightly different from that of the Human Race. They were generally more handsome and slender. They looked elegant and fresh. It was rare to find an ugly person in the Spirit Race. In addition, the spirit art they cultivated was different from ordinary battle skills. It was a branch of battle skills that could draw on the elemental power of nature. It had terrifying lethality and there were even more mysterious spirit arts.
The five young men and women of the Spirit Race in front of Ye Futian were all top-notch. The leading martial artist was also at the Martial Path Great Perfection Realm. He was handsome and it was hard to tell if he was a man or a woman. He had snow-white hair and his skin was as white as jade. His fingers were slender and very attractive. The other four had red, yellow, blue, and cyan hair.
Long Chen glanced over and had a better understanding of the strength of these teams. Among them, the True Martial Emperor Palace's team was undoubtedly the strongest. There was no doubt about this. The three great emperor palaces were always far ahead. Next should be the Ancient Yuan Spirit World. Their spirit arts were extraordinary. Third should be the Desolate Primeval Thunder Pool. The five of them were like five giant thunder beasts. Their bodies contained a frightening amount of power.
Long Chen calmed himself down and looked at them, unwilling to be outdone.
The True Martial Emperor Palace's people ignored them and stood together. The others surrounded them and watched the show. At this time, the Ancient Yuan Spirit World team's team leader, who had snow-white hair and was as handsome as a woman, walked forward. He smiled and said, "Greetings, I'm Yuan Xiaozhou from the Ancient Yuan Spirit World."
The voice of the Ancient Yuan Spirit World's team leader, Yuan Xiaozhou, was very elegant. It was simply a masterpiece of heaven and earth. No one could bear to blaspheme him. However, Long Chen knew that this person was definitely a man.