This ring-shaped mountain peak was simply too tall. It was inserted directly into the black clouds, and it was also straight and steep, much like the finger bones of skeletons.

The three words "Iron Cliff Mountain" were extremely huge, and the size of each word exceeded that of Great Devil's body.

Those three big words were mottled with vicissitudes of life. Even though a long period of time had pa.s.sed, they still felt full of deterrence.

There were many Ghost Beast that intended to climb into the Iron Cliff Mountain, but they all landed halfway down the mountain. Their bodies were badly mutilated from the fall, and the height of the Iron Coil Mountain was obvious.

Long Chen did not know why he came to this place, he subconsciously felt that this place was very strange, but since there were already so many parties going in, and the outside was filled with ghosts, he did not know where Great Devil would appear from, or whether it was better to go in.

The higher it was, the more terrifying the Yin wind became. When they were at the top of the mountain, the Yin wind had already condensed and formed, like a combination of countless blades that kept cutting at Long Chen's flesh. If not for the fact that their bodies were strong, the Yin wind at the top of the mountain would have been able to cut them whole and killed them.

"The cold wind here can simply compare to the wind tribulation of the Wind Fire Thunder Tribulation." Long Chen lamented.

Long Chen suddenly remembered that his wind tribulation was much stronger than others.

The wind tribulation that he was talking about was also much stronger than the wind tribulation that others were thinking about.

They advanced forward facing the gale, and at this time, Long Chen suddenly became alert, and immediately let Li Xuanji and Mo Xiaolang near him.

Turning his head back, he saw a black shadow flash past. Long Chen felt his blood run cold. Without saying anything further, he increased his speed and brought the two of them towards the interior of the Iron Cliff Mountain.

"What's wrong?" Mo Xiaolang asked curiously.

"That ten ghost kings have followed us again." Long Chen said with fear in his heart. That d.a.m.ned thing was simply like a shadow following its shadow. Long Chen was unable to sense its existence, it was just his intuition just now.

He didn't expect that after such a long time, he still hadn't gotten rid of this d.a.m.ned thing.

Mo Xiaolang was also very nervous in his heart. Although he was strong, he still had a shadow in his heart when he thought about how his opponent could flick him open with just a single chain.

Fortunately, that d.a.m.ned thing had appeared for a while and immediately disappeared. Long Chen and the others had also successfully went over the Iron Coil Mountain and entered the Iron Cove Mountain.

This was a place that was surrounded by mountain peaks, and it was also the only place that the ghosts did not touch.

It was strange that there was no strong wind inside. Although it was still full of black fog, it was much quieter. It was a place to rest.

However, just as they arrived at this place, Long Chen and the other two could sense a terrifying gravity acting on their bodies, as if there was a powerful force on the ground that pulled them downwards, or to be more precise, sucked them in.

In a trance, Long Chen saw an abandoned, black city, completely ruined.

Even though the gravity was extremely strong, causing them to be unable to fly normally, they could at least stabilize their bodies. The three of them controlled their bodies to prevent them from falling to the ground. As he slowly descended, Long Chen could carefully observe this place.

This place was completely surrounded by the iron mountain, making it extremely quiet. Below them was a black city that was deathly still, looking incredibly ancient and mottled. At the same time, an indescribably terrifying aura surged forth. Long Chen was gradually able to clearly see the ancient black houses, city walls, etc.

It was as if this place had experienced a bitter battle. The houses had basically collapsed and the city walls had been destroyed. There were traces of dust everywhere, yet they were still miraculously preserved.

Long Chen lowered his head and looked. He seemed to be able to see that there were seven Gold Token s.h.i.+ning very clearly below him.

"There are actually seven teams in this Iron Cliff Mountain." Long Chen was a little speechless. This road would lead to the Nether h.e.l.l, and probably also lead to other h.e.l.ls, causing other teams to also come to the A Nose of h.e.l.l. Those dozens of Great Devil s were probably blocking the path to the Nether h.e.l.l.

At the same time, Long Chen reckoned that the other h.e.l.ls were probably the same for the A Nose of h.e.l.l s, and this Steel Enclosure Mountain seemed to be the only place that was not devastated.

They were people who frequent the 9 star primal chaos city, so they naturally knew that there was an iron mountain like this in the Eternal h.e.l.l A Nose of h.e.l.l.

The square was very big, with a radius of three to four miles. The ground was covered with black bricks, and many places were filled with craters. The land had overturned, and in the center of the square was a pool.

Without taking a careful look at it, Long Chen and the other two landed at the edge of the black plaza. Outside of the plaza, there were many old and densely packed houses that stretched all the way to the distance.

The gravity in this area was exceptionally high. Flying to a distance above 30 metres would largely affect one's battle prowess. He couldn't even fly normally. If he wanted to leave the Iron Cliff Mountain, he could only climb out from the mountain face.

If they were to fight in these ruins, they would probably have to fight on the ground. For someone like them, who was already used to fighting in the air, this might have some effect. It all depended on their ability to adapt.

They finally landed, and the seven teams all walked forward. Long Chen and the other two stood together, and looked at the other team members with the same hostility. When the person who came was Mo Xiaolang, the enmity disappeared.

"So it's Demonic Dragon Hall Team."

"The prince of the wolf clan is among them as well. I didn't expect that they would come here as well."

They whispered amongst themselves.

As they were sizing up Long Chen and the other two, Long Chen was also estimating their fighting strength.

Of these seven teams, three of them came from outside of the Twelve Imperial Alliance. Their strength was relatively weak, and their strongest was only at Peak of the 9th Stage of the Divine Martial Realm.

Among them, there were three teams from Sun G.o.d World, Archaeopterygium Thunder Pool and Ancient Spirit Realm. As for the last team, its strength was undoubtedly the strongest, and it was also the team from Long Chen's main clan, the True Martial Imperial Palace!

As for the two strong teams, Sword Soul Imperial Palace and Desolate Imperial Palace, they didn't come. They might have come from a distance, or maybe he had a way to hide.

It seems that Li Qiuyue was not satisfied with Long Chen, and that was only her own opinion.

Every single one of them had terrifying lightning tattoos on their bodies and the countless of lightning bolts flowing through their bodies without pause. Amongst them, there was a man whose eyes were like lightning, whose strength was estimated to be one of the top geniuses in the entire Archaeopterygium Thunder Pool.

The strength of the Sun G.o.d World was slightly weaker. The team only had Peak of the 9th Stage of the Divine Martial Realm, and without any particularly outstanding people, their ferocity would not even compare to that of the Archaeopterygium Thunder Pool.

Sun G.o.d World and Grand Moon Demon World were neighbors and battled nonstop, but the strength of the two great worlds were at the bottom of the Nine Realms.

The other weird thing was the Ancient Spirit Realm.

The Ancient Spirit Realm was publicly recognized aside from the Three Great Imperial Palace s as the strongest realm, they were also known as the Spirit Race. In addition, it was very difficult to find ugly people within the clan. In addition, the Spiritualism they cultivated in was different from normal battle skills, it was a large branch of the combat skills category, it could draw upon the power of nature, it had a terrifying destructive ability, and there were even more mystical Spiritualism s.

Long Chen swept a glance across them and gained some understanding of the strength of these small squads. The True Martial Imperial Palace's team was undoubtedly the strongest amongst them. The three great Imperial Palace s were always far ahead of the pack, and next would be the Ancient Spirit Realm. Their Spiritualism was extraordinary, and their third would probably be the Archaeopterygium Thunder Pool.

Long Chen stabilized his emotions and looked at them, unwilling to be outdone.

When the leader of the Ancient Spirit Realm, Yuan Xiaozhou, spoke, her voice was so soft that even a male or female could not be heard. She was simply a masterpiece of heaven and earth, causing people to be unwilling to profane, but Long Chen knew that this fellow had to be a male.

Yuan Xiaozhou introduced himself, then went straight to the point: "You are the eighth team to come in, so I will make the long story short. We are here to escape, and right now it is a mess outside.