After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

An hour later, Qin He arrived at a hillside.

This place is located in the center of a circular canyon. After killing two ferocious beasts, the surrounding area was quiet. Even the wind that seemed to be howling forever became much smaller at this moment.

The vegetation on the hillside is lush.

Countless vines are as thick as dragons, coiling around trees or mountains, which is extremely spectacular.

There is no doubt that there is a killing array covering a huge area left here.

Qin He did not sense any murderous intent, but the leaves and dead trees flying in the wind from elsewhere were silently turned into powder in mid-air and became nutrients for this area.

Qin He put away the drawing and approached cautiously.

The hillside is part of the foot of this mountain range, about three hundred steps away from the canyon, and the gap leading to the killing array here is only wide enough for two people.

If something unexpected happens and you are forced into a killing formation, it will be dangerous.

Qin He took out the big black shovel, and at this time he discovered a new method to detect the killing formation.

That is to use the big black shovel as a blind stick and draw it left and right. Once the big black shovel touches the killing array, it will be cut by the killing array and make a "ding-ding-dang-dang" sound like rain falling on the roof of tiles.

This is better than the illusion clone and more delicate.

Fortunately, the Chaos Shovel is strong enough. If other magic weapons were to do this, not only would they shatter immediately, but they would also lose their spirituality in just a few hits.

Qin He passed through the gap in the killing array and successfully reached the foot of the mountain and stopped.

There are still about fifty steps ahead.

For ordinary practitioners, this distance is an insurmountable chasm, but for Qin He, it is no different from five steps.

The shovel stretched out and shoveled directly forward.

Halfway up the hill, there was a tilted coffin. The coffin lid had slid out, and half of the body could be vaguely seen, hidden under a patch of vines, half covered and half concealed.

However, it is difficult to find it without careful comparison with the drawing.

Because the forest is too dense, the cover of the killing array allows the shade-loving vegetation here to grow wildly, like a nest of thousands of pythons.

Strangely enough, this killing formation only works on external objects. Plants that grow naturally within the killing formation area are not affected at all, even if they are swaying left and right by the wind.

The sound made by the big black shovel was obviously much louder than before, comparable to the boiling water of the Black Dragon Pond.

No wonder treasure hunters only dare to hunt the corpses of sword cultivators in the Black Water Pond. No one is interested here. The difficulty is not on the same level at all.

Qin He gently inserted the large black shovel under the coffin, wanting to take out the coffin and the corpse together.

Fan Gu and others in the drawing said that this was a copper coffin, but it was clearly a black coffin and no one knew what kind of copper it was made of.

However, something shocking happened next. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move the bronze coffin at all!

This has never happened before!

Qin He's body was so strong that he could easily move a coffin or even a mountain.

The big black shovel had been bent into a terrifying arc, but it still could not be moved.

"Master, if you push any harder, I'm going to break." The black shovel spirit screamed, frightening Qin He and he quickly relaxed.

Ever since the big black shovel suppressed the Demon Eye last time, the shovel has become intelligent and occasionally speaks a few words.

Qin He had no choice but to give up and turn his shovel towards the corpse.

This time there were no accidents and the body was taken out safely.

This was the corpse of a middle-aged man, wearing a purple-gold crown on his head, with a ruddy complexion and a majestic aura. Except for his legs, his body looked lifelike, as if he had just died.

As for the legs, that was the part exposed outside the coffin. They were dry, cracked, and even weathered in some places, just like the body of the previous sword immortal.

Qin He was secretly surprised. This coffin could actually keep the corpse immortal. No wonder it was so strange.

Qin He then returned his gaze to the corpse's face, feeling something was amiss.

It is shocking enough that he is still alive after death, but it is a bit difficult to understand that his face is still rosy.

Looking closely, Qin He took a deep breath. The redness was not the skin color, but a layer of fine and dense red on the skin, like sweat hairs.

What Po Jing said was not an exaggeration. The corpse really started to grow hair!