The Supreme Realm of Fighting Break

Chapter 392 Spirit Seal and Stele ([-])
Everyone shivered in unison, and Ziying murmured softly: "Who said just now that this test is not life-threatening."

Zhen Ni didn't refute Zi Ying's words, she stared blankly ahead, and then sighed.This place was completely beyond expectations, and she couldn't think of any good way.

"Go down and try it, if you can't resist the cold, stay up there." Xiao Yan spoke.

He didn't want to let go of the great opportunity that Jiuxingdoudi said. Since ancient times, if you want to get an opportunity, you can never be without danger. He intends to go deep and understand it personally, and will never give up until the last step.

"Young Master Xiao, you can stay up there, we'll just go down." Xiao Zhan was worried about Xiao Yan and didn't let Xiao Yan take any risks. As for the unknown opportunity, if it was an item, they would give it to Xiao Yan when they came up. So everyone blocked Xiao Yan.

"The so-called chance is only destined to a certain person. Not everyone can get it at will. If you can go down, let's try your luck." Xiao Yan knew everyone's thoughts, but he still insisted on going down in person.

"But this chill..." Everyone was aware of Xiao Yan's character, and once they had made a decision, they would not change easily. They didn't say anything more, they were just worried about Xiao Yan's strength.

"Have you forgotten that I carry ghosts? Ghosts are cold things in the world." Xiao Yan comforted everyone with a smile.But the fact is true, among the crowd, Xiao Yan doesn't seem to have much discomfort with the coldness of the river.

"I'll go down with Young Master Xiao." Zhen Ni said.Her support created a warm current in Xiao Yan's heart.

"How about this, I will go down with Xiao Zhan, Le Shaolong, and Nan Erming, and Zhen Ni, Zi Ying, and Feng Feng will stay where they are." Xiao Yan spoke slowly after thinking twice.

Among the crowd, Ziying and Fengfeng were relatively weak in physique, and it was extremely difficult to resist the chill of the river above, and since he and Le Shaolong were not there, Zhen Ni was the best leader, and could calmly handle emergencies.

How clever Zhen Ni was, she immediately understood what Xiao Yan meant, she sighed quietly, and didn't insist anymore, while Ziying and Fengfeng bit their lips that were purple with cold, knowing that going down would be just a burden, and nodded sadly.

"You must come back alive, I'll wait for you. If something happens to you, I won't live alone." Just as Xiao Yan was warming up, Zhen Ni's voice transmission gently floated into Xiao Yan's ears.

Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, his heart felt hot, he turned his head to look at Zhen Ni, his eyes were full of tenderness and emotion, and he nodded resolutely.

Afterwards, Xiao Yan and the others jumped into the funnel hand in hand.

As soon as everyone jumped to the top of the vortex, the huge suction force formed by the funnel immediately pulled them down, and the water mist that filled the sky instantly swallowed the figures of the four people.

The sound of water rumbled like thunder, and the funnel of the underground river was pitch black, very eerie.The four of Xiao Yan held hands, and his figure spun sharply in the rushing river. Compared with the centrifugal force of the water flow and the tornado, the real pulling force was more terrifying than the invisible wind. The four of them were like leaves rushing down a waterfall. , couldn't stabilize his figure at all, and could only fall down with the current.

The water tore the muscles and oppressed the chest, making it extremely difficult to breathe. The four people's tightly clenched fingers had bulging veins and bluish joints, almost unable to pull.

The bone-piercing undercurrent covered everyone's bodies with layers of thick ice, which was quickly washed away by the water flow, and then covered and washed away again, repeating the cycle.Every time the thick ice fell, the skin was pulled, as if it was about to be torn apart alive.It was excruciatingly painful, and the chill was piercing to the bone, but everyone had already been frozen to death, and they could only force their grudges to resist.

The speed of the fall continued to accelerate rapidly, the water flow squeezed and stirred each other, the density became larger and larger, and the chill condensed together, making the grudges in the four people become stagnant, and the flow became more and more difficult. Can't resist.

Xiao Yan quickly circulated the power of ghosts and spirits, and a chilly energy covered his whole body along his dantian, and then spread it to everyone along his clasped palms. Only then did everyone's bodies warm up a little, and they regained a little consciousness.

With the help of the power of ghosts and spirits, the first thing everyone did after the chill subsided was to hold each other's hands tightly and form a circle tightly.

Everyone kept spinning and falling in the direction of the water flow, and quickly moved away from the centrifugal force at the center of the vortex.

Xiao Yan has two ghost spirits, and the cold has the least impact on them. He has been secretly measuring in his heart, and estimated that everyone fell at least nearly 3000 meters, and it has not yet reached the end. The direction of the dark river seems to have no end.

The further down, the deeper the chill, but without the entanglement of the torrent, Xiao Yan and the others slowly stabilized their figures, and looked at the surrounding environment, but there was nothing around except for the sound of "squeaking" water. .

Everyone continued to fall.

There is no concept of time in the dark river, and I don't know how long it has passed. Suddenly, there is a faint light in the distance, and the speed of everyone's falling is miraculously slowing down. The light is getting stronger and stronger, and the speed of everyone's falling is also increasing. Slowly, at last, there was light in front of their eyes, and everyone's feet touched a layer of soft objects, before they had time to react, they fell to the ground.

Feeling the solidity of the ground under their feet, everyone stood up.There is no water flow around, and the air is very dry. Looking up, the water of the dark river stops on a layer of light curtain, which is very magical.

Everyone looked around, but it was still pitch black and silent, without a single sound.

"Finally reached the ground, it's the first time I feel so uncomfortable in the air."

Xiao Zhan said while stretching his muscles and bones.

"Thanks to Young Master Xiao's ghostly power this time, otherwise it might just be a few ice sculptures." Le Shaolong joked, and a rare smile appeared on Nan Erming's face.

"As long as everyone is safe, let's move on." Xiao Yan gasped for a while while standing, and said to the three of them.

After traveling for more than ten miles, the soil on the ground suddenly became soft, and the soles of the feet that stepped on it could completely sink.Everyone didn't pay attention, but after walking hundreds of feet, everyone felt more and more icy cold, as if the north wind was blowing snow on their bodies.

"What the hell is this place? It gets colder the further you go." Xiao Zhan muttered.

Xiao Yan didn't speak, he carefully watched his surroundings.

After they went on for hundreds of meters, they saw dead bones all over the ground, densely packed all over the place, already decayed, and would turn into ashes if they stepped on it lightly.

Under the power of time, nothing can last forever, but this seems to be no longer like the place built by the owner of the temple, but more like another ancient site. Could it be that there is another place connected to this illusion?
Arriving here, the front began to become empty, like an ice cellar, and the cold wind was blowing on people's skin like knives, and everyone felt more uneasy.

Standing on the spot, Xiao Yan didn't move, and carefully looked at the surrounding environment.

This is a valley. In the center of the valley stands a stone tablet nearly ten meters high. The stone tablet is very dilapidated, covered with mottled years, and the breath of ancient times flows on it.

Because of the lack of sunlight for many years, the gloomy wind howled in the valley, and the shadows were vague. Among the piles of dead bones everywhere, there were hazy ghosts floating unconsciously, very faint, but no ghosts around the stone tablet dared to approach, as if What power does the stele have to ward off evil spirits.

"It seems that another fierce fight cannot be avoided." Le Shaolong sighed, and drew out his double thorns.It seems that the shadow of the ancestor of the Wraith has not been eliminated in his heart.

(End of this chapter)