Gao Wu Arrives

"This is.......?"

When the two of them landed on the ground, the divine light diminished, and many people's pupils shrank.

Qian Defeng's situation is okay, it's no different from just now, except that his breath is slightly disturbed, and his breathing is slightly short.

Zhong Yue's situation is wrong.

His face was pale, his whole body trembling, his whole body seemed to shrink by one size, his muscles were a little dry, and his skin was a little wrinkled.

His clothes were covered with hoarfrost and white air, and the chill made his scalp numb.

"Brother Zhong Yue encountered something down there?" someone asked.

This is the voice of everyone.

After all, Zhong Yue is also a powerful person in the late stage of Wuxia. Now he is so embarrassed that it is hard to imagine what happened?

enemy?

Or is it some danger?

But neither Zhong Yue nor Qian Defeng answered. Qian Defeng took out several pills from the Qiankun bag and fed them to Zhong Yue.

When everyone saw this scene, their eyes flashed suddenly, and they did not speak again, but waited patiently. It took a quarter of an hour before Zhong Yue's face gradually improved.

Zhong Yue's expression is a bit ugly.

He risked his death to sneak under, but when he was about to climb up, his divine power was almost exhausted, and he called for someone to give him a hand, but there were not many people to help.

Had it not been for Senior Brother Qian Defeng to go down, he might have stayed here.

When everyone saw him with such an expression, how could they not know what he was thinking?

At the moment, many people quickly apologized.

Others couldn't help looking at Ke Wanjun, talking yin and yang strangely, meaning something.

There was a blush on Ke Wanjun's face.

Finally, he snorted, without saying a word, flicked his sleeve, and walked away.

"Okay, stop it." Zhong Yue said solemnly.

Looking at the group of people who looked at him baffledly, he didn't hide it, but told the truth directly.

"This abyss is bottomless. I am weak and I haven't reached the bottom. The more I go down, the more cold it becomes. If I didn't save me, I'm afraid I won't be able to return..."

Having said that, Zhong Yue couldn't help but sneer a few times.

Everyone has different eyes.

Earlier, Zhong Yue let out a vague roar, and he was still bursting out with all his strength. Everyone could see it vaguely. Was it just driven by the cold?

"If you don't believe it, you can naturally take a look. Or if you think you are strong enough to touch the ground, you might as well go and try." Zhong Yue said lightly.

In a short period of time, his breath gradually returned to peace.

"Where can I not believe Brother Zhong Yue?" everyone laughed.

However, every time a dozen people jumped directly into the abyss, they went down to confirm Zhong Yue's words.

Soon, these people climbed up again, and everyone was chilling, as if they were crawling out of a cold storage. The chill made people tremble.

"it's too cold!"

"It's so cold that I can't get rid of it, even the Dao organs can be easily frozen to pieces!"

"If you don't reach the Holy Land, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to the end..."

Everyone was unanimously clear that the road below could not go, it was a dead end.

In the end, everyone can only put their eyes back on the stone bridge.

Where does the stone bridge lead?

This is a question everyone is curious about.

What worries them most is that the ruins are not completely open now.

This stone bridge, if they walk along and find that there is no way forward and the area is not open, it would be embarrassing.

"There is no other way now, I can only take this one!" Someone stepped forward, feeling that this dragging was not a problem, and decided to give it a try.

"Yes, I waited and walked side by side, even if it is in danger, it should be fine."

In the end, more than two hundred people stepped on the ancient stone bridge, gradually immersed in the deep darkness.

The remaining one hundred people did not leave and were unwilling to take risks.

They watched the figures of the more than two hundred fellow daoists disappear little by little, and they only felt cold all over, as if they had been swallowed by hell.