Ye Xiaochai found out about the changes in the two women, and he couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart, watching them gradually lose consciousness, he naturally didn't want to watch them die like this.

He didn't allow him to think too much at the moment, let go of the two girls in his arms, and at the same time put his palms against their bodies, and then endured the severe pain on his body, and used all his strength with his arms to push the two girls in his arms upward.

With his hard push, Flameless and Smoke flew up like kites with broken strings, and he himself fell towards the abyss.

At the same time, his vision gradually blurred, but overnight, he seemed to see the two women open their eyes and look at him with those anxious eyes, and in just a moment, he was completely unconscious.

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I don't know how long it took, Ye Xiaochai woke up in a burst of dizziness, he endured the pain all over his body and sat up, and opened his eyes leisurely, only to feel that it was pitch black in front of him and he couldn't see anything.

He thought it was because of what was wrong with his body, so he closed his eyes and rested a little, and after he came to his senses a little, he opened his eyes and looked around, and found that it was still dark, and then he found that there was already darkness under this abyss.

He stretched out his right palm, intending to cast a fire spirit spell to see what the hell this was, and silently recited the spell in his heart, but no fireball appeared in his palm.

At this time, he realized that his spiritual power did not exist at all, and there was even more silence in the dantian, where did all his cultivation go?

Without spiritual power and divine sense, he seems to be a little lost at this moment, has he become a mortal like this?

He lowered his head gloomily, only to see a faint golden light appear on his chest, but this golden light was a little dim, only half an inch, and it looked very kind.

This scene made his spirit lift, he knew very well that the golden light was related to him, and hurriedly looked closely, he found that his whole body was wrapped in this faint golden light, and he also found that he was wearing the broken magic armor, but the magic armor was no longer the black before, but the current light gold.

With the light source, one of his hearts calmed down a little, because the magic armor was badly damaged, and the entire right arm was gone, so he could only raise his left hand, intending to use the faint golden light on his left arm to see what was here.

He felt that the place under him was uneven and uneven, so he lowered his hand and used the faint golden light on his palm.

Seeing a shriveled and terrifying face appear in front of his palm, he was startled and subconsciously withdrew his hand a little.

Calming down, he stretched out his hand again, and took a picture of the shriveled face, and then slowly moved his arm to other places, and found a shriveled and terrifying face.

He seemed to realize something, looked down at him, and found that he was sitting on the pile of dried corpses, he hurriedly got up and wanted to leave the pile of corpses, and found that he was trapped in the pile of corpses, surrounded by shriveled corpses.

He picked up the dried corpses one by one, and chose a random direction and walked towards the edge hard, fortunately, although his cultivation was gone, his physical strength had not weakened at all, and his strength was also large enough.

There is no need to guess the dried corpses all over the ground, it must be the monks who fell from above, and there is no way to count the specific corpses in this dark place, in short, there are many, many people.

It didn't take much effort for him to pick up the last dried corpse, and the man walked out of the pile. Of course, it was still pitch black in front of him, except for the half-inch golden light emitted by the demon armor.

He walked straight ahead with his left hand outstretched, his pace extremely slow for fear of hitting something. I have to say that as an immortal cultivator, I have lost my cultivation and spiritual power, and it is difficult to adapt to the living habits of mortals.

He fumbled for about a quarter of an hour, and finally found an uneven stone wall, which he turned and sat down slowly with his back against the wall, intending to rest here for a while.

He began to think about the news about this place in his mind, and he already knew that the place he came from was Infernal Place, the first murderous place in the Demon Heaven Continent, and the entire continent did not have the slightest information about this place, because no one had ever gone out from here alive.

Thinking of this, he slowly raised his head and looked at the pitch black, believing that as long as he climbed up here, he should be able to get out, but he didn't have any tools on hand, and he couldn't even open the storage bracelet without mana, and it was almost impossible to climb out of here with his bare hands.

After a short rest, he regained his mind and stood up to take a look at the place first. So he held on to the steep mountain wall and began to walk forward.

Step by step, his hand never left the mountain wall, so he could only walk along the mountain wall, if there was a way out, then he would definitely be able to get out.

In such a place that is always dark, there is no concept of time at all, let alone a concept of terrain, so he doesn't know how long he has been walking, anyway, he has been walking forward like this, and he can't figure out a clear terrain in his mind, and sometimes he steps on or trips a dried corpse under his feet.

After I don't know how long, he finally felt an edge, and the appearance of this corner indicated that there was a road to the other place, and he groped along the edge, and continued in the other direction through this corner.

So he walked for a long, long time, when suddenly he paused and looked fixedly ahead, for a green ghost fire flickered in front of him, and the green light kept beating here.

After he hesitated for a moment, he quickly stepped forward and walked towards the ghost fire, and soon he came to the ghost fire, he found that this was not a ghost fire, this was just a torch embedded in the wall, without a trace of temperature, it could only shine out of the range of Fang Yuanzhang, but he could see clearly in the green light, this was a small passage.

He looked up and saw many identical green flames in front of him. He reached out to remove the torch from the wall, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get it off, so he gave up on the torch and continued towards the green flame in front of him.

Now that he had the direction to guide him, he felt much more at ease, and he just moved forward boldly, and his steps were much happier than before.

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