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

Qin He nodded and said nothing more. He turned his gaze to the surroundings, pretending to wander around and look around, and slowly moved away from the four people.

After walking to a blind spot, a gust of wind attracted the attention of the four people.

Qin He flicked his sleeves, and suddenly twenty "Qin He" grinned at the same time, and rushed into the depths of the mountains in layers.

Clone technique!

The danger of the Black Wind Mountains is certain, even for Qin He.

But Qin He couldn't just come in and take a look. Although the array pattern was invisible, there were still ways to deal with it.

The clone technique is perfect for investigation. After all, the clone only needs magic power to condense, so there will be no substantial loss.

In fact, Qin He has another trick that can be used, which is the trick of turning beans into soldiers.

However, this technique requires the use of spiritual beings to make "beans" in order to perform it, and it is not enough to just sprinkle a handful of soybeans.

Qin He has always been the type to lie down rather than stand up. He has never made a single bean so far, so he has no way to display his skills.

Then it was time to wait. As time passed, Qin He's brows gradually furrowed.

In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the twenty clones only advanced 500 steps before they were completely wiped out.

This unexplored "land" is indeed extremely dangerous.

Of the twenty clones, sixteen mistakenly entered the killing array and were killed, and three mistakenly entered the trapping array, lost contact with the original body and disintegrated on their own.

Another one simply disappeared.

He must have accidentally entered a teleportation array, and didn't know where he was teleported to, and he also lost his sense of touch.

It is said that people die for money and birds die for food.

It is hard to imagine how many lives were lost to explore those "familiar" roads in Black Wind Mountain.

This investigation must be recorded. If the entire army is wiped out or no one tells about it and it is recorded, the danger will never be warned.

After pondering for a moment, Qin He left a clone behind and headed towards the hill.

There is a road on the hill. The vegetation is not lush in the dim environment, and the growth of this kind of plant is obviously very slow. The traces left by the powerful beast will not be covered for a long time.

The most common ones were a dark red unknown weed that was no taller than the knees, and a completely black shrub that was about the height of a person.

There was not much obstruction to the view, and the entire mountain range was dark black, which was extremely depressing.

Qin He activated ten clones in front, winding up along the foothills.

Qin He stopped when he reached a bush. A white ribbon-like object was hanging under the bush. It was broken into strips and made a rustling sound when the wind blew.

At first glance, it looks like a white silk hanging from a mourning hall.

Looking closely, you can see that this white thing has fine scales on it.

Surprisingly... it was a snake skin!

Qin He stopped and carefully measured the size of the snake. It was at least as thick as a bucket, and its length was impossible to estimate because the snake skin here was obviously incomplete.

Judging from the degree of weathering of the snake skin, at least several decades have passed.

In other words, decades ago, this big spicy strip was as thick as a bucket.

Continuing along the explored path, Qin He discovered giant snake skins or traces of activity in many places.

Fan Gu did not lie. There was indeed a giant snake lurking here. There were some traces, and they were even very fresh.

After climbing over a mountain, Qin He saw clusters of these things.

There were actually a large number of skulls, weapons and armor fragments of humans and demons inside.

Let’s not talk about this thing’s digestive ability, but it is basically certain that it likes to prey on cultivators who enter Black Wind Mountain for adventure. Countless wronged souls have been buried in Shekou.

Qin He couldn't help but feel his palms itchy.

This big spicy strip looks really good.

Most importantly, it was injured.

Come to think of it, I haven’t used the big black shovel for a long time.

Damn the unhygienic spicy strips.