Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Cliffs

The sixth senior brother and the ninth senior brother immediately sacrificed the fairy sword and condensed their minds and stood on guard.

"Rustle. ”

There was another sound in the grass not far away.

In the darkness, two points of green light could be faintly seen.

"Master, disciple go over and take a look. ”

The sixth senior brother said in a low voice.

"Lao Jiu, you go with Lao Liu. ”

Ling Xiaoliu looked at Senior Brother Jiu.

"Yes. ”

Senior Brother Nine answered.

Immediately, the two disappeared from Ling Xiaoliu's sight.

Ling Xiaoliu smiled slightly, although the stupid fox is stupid, it can still come in handy at a critical moment.

Finally used the red fox to separate the sixth senior brother and the ninth senior brother, and Ling Xiaoliu hurriedly cast a spell to open the entrance to the dense forest.

It's just that you can't see what's inside the entrance.

But so what, Ling Xiaoliu took care of him three seven twenty-one, jumped forward, and passed through the entrance barrier.

"Ahh

Ling Xiaoliu, who suddenly lost gravity and his body began to fall vertically, screamed in fright.

What's the matter, isn't it going into the jungle? Why are you still going down?

The body fell uncontrollably, and Ling Xiaoliu tried his best to calm down and keep himself looking around.

Helplessly, the surrounding black and bottomless darkness, as if falling on a cliff, there is not even a faint moonlight, and you can't see your fingers, you can't see it at all.

Ling Xiaoliu became uneasy, muttering in his heart, he knew that this dense forest was also full of dangers, so he didn't want that peerless magic weapon, and he wouldn't be in this troubled water. Ling Xiaoliu made a lotus shape with both hands, and wanted to cast a spell to go back, but it seemed that all spells were blocked here, and it was useless for Ling Xiaoliu to cast a spell.

"It's over, it's over, it's dead. ”

At this moment, Ling Xiaoliu really began to be afraid.

By the way, the unicorn dagger can shine, Ling Xiaoliu moved, thought of the unicorn dagger attached to the palm of his hand, and hurriedly recited the spell, and the unicorn dagger returned to its normal size, exuding a faint light, although the light was weak, but it was able to see.

It seemed to have fallen into a huge black hole, and the light of the unicorn dagger could only barely see itself.

Ling Xiaoliu sighed deeply, since the master was able to enter the dense forest to get the peerless magic weapon, it means that this decline may be normal, and he doesn't have to worry too much.

Just when Ling Xiaoliu comforted himself,

suddenly

A gust of wind in my ears,

Ling Xiaoliu's hand was grabbed by a warm big hand.

Who is it?

Ling Xiaoliu looked up,

By the faint light,

Ling Xiaoliu knows,

It was none other than her master, the god of war Yichen!

"Master!"