Chapter 1875 Sorry, the Signal Here Is Not Good

These sixteen figures entered the stone chamber and came to the entrance to the second floor of the Tomb of Sansheng III.

This group of sixteen figures all come from the same monk named ‘Stealing Shadow Sect’.

The leader of the sixteen people, a monk with a mustache, is a monk at the Dongxu stage, and all the others are at the Fusion stage.

The Shadow Stealing Sect is notorious in the world of immortality. They do everything that is not done by humans.

Digging up ancestral graves, stealing, kidnapping, highway robbery, etc. are all their business.

The Stealing Shadow Sect does not have a fixed sect residence, and they do not dare to have a fixed residence. After all, what is lacking is that too much has been done. If not enough, one day all the monks in the sect will be besieged and exterminated by other forces.

A fusion-stage monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks raised his thumb to the sect master of the Shadow Stealing Sect: "The sect master is indeed wise, knowing that by following them, you can find the entrance to the second floor."

Just when Yang Feng and the two entered the narrow passage, their Shadow Stealing Door came into the stone hall.

The leader of the Shadow Stealing Sect was in the realm of the Dongxu stage, and he eliminated all the spirit beast puppets and spirit warrior puppets in three strokes, five divisions, and two strokes.

They didn't even trigger those mechanisms.

Soon they followed Yang Feng and the two of them. At that time, Yang Feng and the two had already removed their invisibility, and they were targeted by the people from the Shadow Sect.

And they kept a certain distance from Yang Feng. And watched secretly in the dark.

In their view, Yang Feng is their pathfinder. Clear the way forward for them to steal the shadow door.

The leader of the Stealing Shadow Sect showed a complacent look on his face, and he accepted the flattery of this sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked monk very unceremoniously.

"Sect Master, their strength should not be at the Nascent Soul stage, it is definitely hidden strength." Another monk from the Shadow Stealing Sect spoke up.

"You are right, these two people must have spiritual weapons that can hide their cultivation, or have techniques that can hide their cultivation." The leader of the Stealing Shadow Sect nodded, a greedy look flashing in his eyes.

If you have such a skill or spiritual weapon and change your appearance, no one will be able to recognize you.

In this way, their Shadow Stealing Sect does not need to wander around the world of immortality, and can safely find a small place to fix the sect's headquarters.

During this trip to the Immortal Sky Secret Realm, they have accumulated a lot of wealth. There is no need to do those dirty tricks anymore. From now on, you can wash your hands and correct your evil ways.

"Sect master, do we want it?" The monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks had bright eyes. They are not stupid people. They thought that if they had a technique that could hide their cultivation and aura, they would not have to live a homeless life in the future.

"Haha. How can I not want something that I, Chi Yun, like." Chi Yun, the leader of the Stealing Shadow Sect, sneered on his face.

"Let's go, let's follow!" After saying that, Chi Yun stepped into the entrance to the second floor.

When Yang Feng and his clones arrived at the second floor of the mausoleum, they encountered dense mechanical puppets attacking them.

"Fuck!"

Yang Feng shouted, and he and his clone quickly used the invisibility charm to become invisible. If you want to discover the two people in the invisible state, you have to be a monk in the tribulation stage.

Yang Feng and his clones were just about to breathe a sigh of relief after becoming invisible, when the puppets of the spirit warriors continued to attack the two of them as if they could see their existence.

"Let me stop you, what's going on?" Yang Feng and the two ran away.

These spiritual warrior puppets are at least Fusion Stage monks, and there are still many Hollow Stage cultivators in them. Yang Feng and the two were no match for these spiritual warriors.

Moreover, what depresses Yang Feng and the two is that these spiritual warrior puppets can not only find them accurately, but are also immune to the shock of their own words and the effect of the store manager's suit.

The Spirit Puppet is always a puppet, not a complete living body. Not just these Spirit Master puppets, but all puppets are immune to the effects of verbal spells, shocks, and shopkeeper suits.

Yang Feng could only use his outer body to distract the spiritual warriors, and took out the remains of the immortals to block the attacks of the spiritual warrior puppets.

The remains of the immortal are indeed the remains of the immortal. No matter how the spirit warrior puppets attack, they cannot be harmed at all.

Yang Feng and the two fought and retreated, retreated and fought, and walked toward the third floor of the mausoleum.

Yang Feng and the others had the remains of immortals to resist the attack of the spiritual warriors, and did not suffer any damage.

But the Stealing Shadow Sect who came in behind Yang Feng was not so lucky.

As soon as they entered, they were surrounded by three Dongxu stage spiritual warriors and a group of hundreds of Fusion stage spiritual warrior puppets.

Seeing the situation in front of him, Chi Yun, the leader of the Stealing Shadow Sect, felt like he was dying, and shouted sternly: "No, get out, get out, get out!"

However, it is easier to get in than to get out!

The entrance and exit to the second floor of the Tomb of Sansheng III are not the same entrance at all.

"The master is in trouble. This entrance can only be entered but not exited." A monk from the Stealing Shadow Sect turned pale and his whole body trembled.

After hearing this, everyone else turned pale and ashen-faced.

"Asshole, damn it!"

Chiyun's teeth were about to break and his eyes turned red. "In this case, we can only kill!!" After roaring, he launched an attack on the spirit warrior puppet.

Yang Feng also encountered difficulties.

The map provided by the system fails here and can only provide general directions, but cannot accurately provide the entrance to the third floor.

"System, are you having a bug? Why can't the map provide accurate directions?"

Yang Feng was a little anxious. If there was no map to provide the exact location, how long would it take him to find it in here?

Being besieged by so many spiritual puppets was really a very bad experience. With the immortal puppet in front, although there was no danger of injury or life, it was still unpleasant.

"Host, I'm sorry, the signal here is not very good, and I haven't entered all the maps here into the system." The system explained a little far-fetchedly.

Yang Feng certainly didn't believe the system's nonsense. The signal is not very good, why didn't you say that the signal was not good when you were in the magma at that time.

However, Yang Feng didn't argue about this matter, and immediately urged: "Then system, you hurry up and enter it now!"

"It has been entered successfully, but it takes a certain amount of time to update, you know this." The system said a little embarrassedly.

Yes, the system once said that this map is not updated in real time. If you want to update in real time, you have to wait for a while.

"Fuck, system, you... You are really cheating!" Yang Feng wanted to scold the system, but the situation made him unable to scold.

Yang Feng understood that the system was very narrow-minded. If they held a grudge and sent a bad signal from other places, they would be the ones who suffered.

At this time, Yang Feng and his clone heard a mechanical sound of "creaking creaking", and their faces changed.

This was the sound of the mechanism being triggered. Next, they would face a mechanism that was more terrifying than the spiritualist puppet.