This feeling of alternating cold and heat was like the alternation between the Hell of Ice and the Hell of Fire, with the Blood Hell in the middle. It was as if he had fallen into Hell and became a fish on a kid's knife and fork.

But what was really scary was the bloody sword edge. Although he had been hit by countless swords, whenever the sword edge was pulled out of his body, the fear came back to him as soon as he saw it.

In his eyes, the sharp sword edge can always expand to the size of the entire universe. Although he has seen it many times, the pain has never been less every time...

"ah!"

Although he had no strength, he roared again and again.

When the tip of the sword pierced his body again without hesitation, it was like another lightning bolt from the chaotic land completely illuminating his sea of ​​consciousness, allowing him to clearly experience the coexistence of pain and life, just like a river flowing through every part of his body.

one place.

This body has long been damaged beyond recognition, but the feeling of this pain is clearer and more real than any other feeling.

"If your bloodline is cut off, you must be killed!" Although the puppet was very excited, it seemed that it had finally reached its end.

It swept its sword horizontally, and the tip of the sword passed over the artery on the left side of Gouzhu's neck. All its previous moves were just for demonstration. Although it broke muscles and bones and blood flowed all over the body, it avoided the main artery. This time

, just no longer avoiding it.

Gouzhu saw a blood-colored fountain spurting out, which seemed to be accompanied by a scream, several steps away. His body was also hit hard by the sword wind, and he rolled back to escape from the rope bridge.

After he rolled over, his whole body felt light and seemed to be suspended in the air. A strong gust of cold wind blew from underneath him.

The blood all over the body was still gushing out like fire, burning the pain all over the body. The body seemed to be bursting apart.

He felt like he had become a fallen meteor, rubbing against some kind of ubiquitous atmosphere in the void of the universe, making a piercing scream, burning, falling, burning violently in the endless darkness.

Fall.

collapse.

Then disappear!

The setting sun disappeared its last trace of afterglow. Thick darkness gushes out from nowhere, the sky and the earth are pitch black, and you can't see your fingers, as if it has disappeared.

This darkness is unusual. It is not the kind of darkness that still retains this glimmer of light after the sun disappears. It is as thick as mist or even liquid, a kind of absolute disappearance of everything in the world. Wherever it goes, the space seems to become

An unfathomable cave. A true nothingness at that time.

Nothing left, only the deep uneasiness and sadness in everyone's emotions. This emotion was suppressed in everyone's heart, just like the darkness in front of their eyes.

"How can people be... so despicable?" Fei Niu said after a long silence. Her voice was twitching, as if she was crying.

"A war is never tired of deceit. It's just..."

Song Ruhai thought it was normal. Anyway, the relationship between Wu Yuan and Wu Yuan was always in competition with each other. Especially in this power transmission tower, no one cared about the dead. But the depth of that woman's scheming was far beyond his expectation. She was sure

This is not the first time I've been here, so I know the characteristics of that puppet very well.

She knew that once the puppet enters the killing mode, it will open a path that can be passed at will. But the prerequisite for this is that another Wuyuan disciple must be willing to play the role of being killed. These people would not be able to implement this plan on their own.

, but when they came here later, they provided the other party with such an opportunity.

She actually used the fact that Gouzhu had saved her to deceive the other party's trust. This had already touched Song Ruhai's bottom line.

Even if there is no evil or business, there is a bottom line. At the very least, you cannot repay kindness with enmity. Otherwise, what is the difference between you and an animal?

He secretly swore that if something happened to Gouzhu, he would kill that woman even if he betrayed everything and even broke his promise not to spend money from the Song family to buy a murderer.

"Well, is Gouzhu dead?" After a long silence, someone asked in a low voice, a wooden voice.

"Don't say stupid things. That guy," Song Ruhai's erratic voice seemed to have no confidence, "life is so hard, how can it be so easy to die?"

Yes, even though it had only been a little over a year, their experiences were like a torrent of water, and it seemed that they were going to make him enter the green world a year ago.

All the years before the Jade Palace were lost.

Countless images from this year flooded into his mind just like the darkness before his eyes.

In these scenes, Gouzhu always looks like a cat with nine lives.

You said he would die if he fell off the cliff?

In Song Ruhai's intuition, this is really impossible. His intuition and reality have been fighting fiercely. Although he is very weak, he is still fighting.

"We..." followed by the voice of a fat cow, as subtle as a gnat, "Should we go and have a look in that canyon?"

"Can't go anywhere now!"

This darkness also suppressed Song Ruhai's entire mind. He had never seen such a thick darkness, and the darkness was getting thicker and thicker. In this darkness, not only did their vision disappear, but even their hearing, taste and touch were lost.

Gradually it was disappearing, and the voice of everyone they felt was getting weaker and weaker.

He didn't even know if the world would disappear like this.

The reason why they can still communicate is because their hearing has not completely disappeared.

"But then, there seems to be a little light..."

Song Ruhai knew what Fei Niu was talking about. But it couldn't be said to be light at all, it could only be said to be a little blur of light and shadow, just a little bit of existence in this suffocating darkness.

But that is just a little bit of vague existence. No one knows whether it is something that really exists or whether it is just a meaningless wave in the sea of ​​darkness. Even from their position to that place, in the end,

I don’t know if it’s a void or a reality.

That should be the location of the wooden house in the forest seen during the day.

No wonder Lan Ruoshuang once said that you must stay in that wooden house at night here.

They would have gone back to the wooden house. But after Gouzhu fell off the cliff, they had been looking for a way down the canyon, wasting time, and now they could only stay not far from the cliff.

"Don't think about anything," Song Ruhai forcibly ignored the topic of Gouzhu's death. In this completely terrifying situation, as the boss of Wuyuan, his greater responsibility is to pay attention to the other members of the team who are still alive.

life and death. If they risked going into that unfathomable canyon in the dark now, annihilation of the entire army would be the only outcome he could think of.

"No one should move, wait until dawn tomorrow morning..." Song Ruhai's voice also dimmed, and everyone gradually heard and saw nothing. But Song Ruhai still glanced in vain at the canyon he believed in

direction, thinking that even if no one had ever come up alive, and even if there were eighteen levels of hell below, he would not hesitate to go down there and see how carefree the boy with nine lives lived there.

Fortunately, there are not only dusk and night here, but also dawn. The sun rises from the east, and the thick void-like darkness gradually fades away.

To get down into the canyon, ordinary light skills didn't work at all. They couldn't fly against the wind, and even Gouzhu's flying magic weapon was unknown. The only way left was to tie a long rope.

Fortunately, there are many vines in the dense forest on the hill. The three of them worked together to cut down the vines of suitable thickness and tie them into long ropes.

The strange thing is that the old carpenter in the wooden house is doing almost the same thing as them.

"You come to learn swordsmanship?" When the old man in "wooden clothes" saw them, his first words were exactly the same as yesterday.

After talking to him for a few words, Song Ruhai found that this man's words were no different from yesterday.

He didn't seem to remember that these people were the ones who came here yesterday, and he had no memory of yesterday at all.

When he heard that Song Ruhai and the others were going down to the canyon to rescue people, he shook his head repeatedly: "No one has ever come up from the canyon alive."

He is tying a rope.

After the old man knotted enough ropes, he took some wooden boards that he had already whittled and walked to the rope bridge that Gouzhu had walked yesterday.

He was walking directly over the canyon, parallel to the rope bridge, as if there was an invisible bridge in the sky.

Song Ruhai and the others were stunned, "Step into the void!"

What realm is this? In the realm of cultivating Taoism, above Xudan is Zifu, and above Zifu is gold.

Dan and Golden Dan monks are already the top beings in all major sects in the entire Dongsheng Divine Continent.

Song Ruhai had never heard of a Jindan monk being able to step on the void!

Above the golden elixir, it is almost an immortal state, which is not a realm that I have a chance to understand. Even if I have heard of it, it is just an unreliable legend.

Maybe this is just an illusion created by this fairy tree, so it is so unreasonable...

The old man walked through this void, then squatted next to the rope bridge, and began to carefully repair the ropes that were cut by Gouzhu yesterday, and also replaced some rotten wooden boards. In this way, he was just an ordinary craftsman again.

The rope that Song Ruhai and the others needed to rescue people was much longer than the old man's. They worked all morning to form a rope that was about thirty feet long.

This is already very surprising to them.

"You two stay up there, and you're not allowed to go anywhere!" Song Ruhai stressed repeatedly, then climbed down on the rope himself.

In fact, with their lightness skills, ordinary cliffs are not a big problem.

The problem is that this black rock wall looks a bit like old wood that has been polished repeatedly, and there is absolutely no place to focus.

After descending to a length of about twenty feet, he found that there was no need to use a rope.

The reason why it is so dark below is not because the depth is infinite, but because the rocks below are rugged, the terrain is rugged, and all kinds of protruding rocks block the sunlight, and the canyon is getting narrower and narrower.

The original width of more than a hundred steps turned into a rock crevice only one-third wide at the top of the canyon.

He didn't know how deep it was.

Looking up at the sky, the sky a hundred steps wide has turned into a thin line, and only the positions of the cable bridges can be faintly seen.

The deepest valley bottom is a river, a jade-like river dozens of paces wide.

But the green thing is not water, but a liquid made of jade-like material. This liquid is slightly glowing with green fluorescence and has a round surface like a mirror.

Song Ruhai tried to step on this "water surface", as if stepping on a soft skin bag. This liquid did not flow, but was like some kind of gel.
Chapter completed!