Bang!

All of them were startled, looked at each other, and looked around.

At the edge of the crowd, several people were cut off by the waist, and their bodies seemed to be cut off by an invisible big saw, which was instantly sawed off, and fell to the ground in pieces, blood spraying all over the ground.

The crowd stirred.

"What's going on?" the bad old man snorted, apparently he seemed to be the head of the place.

No one knows what's going on.

Because people are all looking at the place where the white fog rises in front of them, they are all waiting for that moment to come.

It is said that at three o'clock in the morning, a door will open there, and those who can walk in will be able to obtain the treasure of spiritual energy, and from then on, with supreme resources, whether it is cultivating by oneself or selling, it is a great fortune.

There was silence around, as if you could hear even a needle dropping.

There are no anomalies.

Among these people, it is said that there is no power that can hit so many people so silently and with one blow, and it is directly cut in half in an instant.

It's almost impossible for someone here to suddenly make a secret move.

The bad old man glanced at Yun Haoran who was standing in the distance, Yun Haoran was at least thirty meters away from those people who were beheaded, he couldn't have such a deep cultivation, a little hairy child.

However, this little hairy child, with a peculiar foundation, should not be underestimated.

The bad old man looked around, found no suspicious clues, and frowned.

At this moment, Song Chen and Zhao Yunchuan, who were standing beside Yun Haoran, although their hearts had temporarily regained their calm, the tension still existed.

Just now, when they followed the little yellow bird out of breath and came here, they were also shocked when they saw that there were so many people here, hundreds of them.

A little demon will kill them all half, if there are so many people-

However, when they saw that everyone was staying quietly, and saw Yun Haoran standing not far away with a calm and breezy face, their hearts relaxed.

Of course, they can't completely relax until the moment they get out of this hole.

Just when everyone's hearts were nervous, when everyone was suspicious of each other, an arm-thick vine stretched down from the top of the cliff silently, and in a second, swept away those scattered corpses.

"My God, it turned out to be this thing, it's already a sperm!"

The crowd exclaimed.

The crowd retreated.

A black shadow, like a black swimming dragon, swept from top to bottom.

It was an even thicker vine, shiny and black, exuding a murderous aura.

Of course, only Yun Haoran's spiritual eyes can see these clearly, and the others, that is, they can only see a black shadow, swept over with a snort, and immediately dozens of people were swept away by the waist and swept away.

The crowd screamed and fled.

Several arm-thick vines swept at the same time.

Da gunshots rang out, it was the dozen or so treasure diggers who picked up the guns in their hands and shot towards the vines and cliff tops.

The bullets rattled on the waving vines, but they did nothing to stop the vines from raging, and dozens of people were cut off, crumpled, and swept away.

Everyone ran towards the thick white fog ahead.

"Come back!" shouted the old man, but no one was listening to him, and the crowd was out of control.

The raging vines, stretching down more from the top of the cliff, waving, slapping, rolling, and ravaging in the crowd running around, just now there were hundreds of people, in the blink of an eye, there were only a few dozen people left, they ran a little faster, out of the distance that the vines could reach.

The dozen or so treasure diggers, along with their own tools and weapons, had long since been reduced to pieces.

The little yellow bird fluttered and flew very fast, naturally he didn't need Yun Haoran's help, but Song Chen and Zhao Yunchuan had two pus, their legs were weak as soon as they were frightened, and they couldn't run fast, Yun Haoran had to carry one in one hand at the critical moment, as if carrying two bags, and threw them forward.

No one knew that in the thick white fog, there were thousands of cliffs!

I'm afraid only that bad old man knows.

Watching the crowd fall into the bottomless pit like dumplings, the bad old man could only stomp his feet there.

Song Chen and Zhao Yunchuan were directly thrown down by Yun Haoran, when their bodies broke away from Yun Haoran's palms and wanted to find the landing site next, they found that they couldn't find anything, their bodies kept falling, and there was the sound of whirring wind in their ears, and the shouts of people from far and near.

I'm rubbing, in such a situation, don't you want to be thrown to death! What the hell is down here?

The little yellow bird is not in danger, anyway, it follows Yun Haoran closely.

Yun Haoran was on the edge of the cliff and stopped his feet in time.

Others can't see it, but he can still see it, and at such a close distance, he can finally see it. There is a cliff at your feet!

He turned his vision to the highest level, and still couldn't see where the bottom of this cliff was.

The fog was shrouded below, the clouds were churning, and in the white mist, there was even a faint mixture of fiery red whirlpools.

Isn't that the bottom of the crater down there?

Those two guys were thrown down, and it is estimated that they would not have fallen to their deaths, but would have been burned to death.

Thinking that these two guys have been secretly following themselves to sticking to themselves with dead faces, and shouting behind them all day long, but now their lives are gone all of a sudden, Yun Haoran's heart is still a little sad. After all, it's a classmate from school.

He sighed, shook his head, and looked back to see that in the mist, only the bad old man and a pair of middle-aged men and women stood not far behind him.

Now, on the scene, it seems that only he and these three people are left. And, of course, a little yellow bird.

Behind them, the vines were still waving around, slapping the ground and making a crackling sound.

It's almost three o'clock in the morning, right?

Yun Haoran took out his mobile phone and found that this broken mobile phone was quite easy to use, in such a harsh environment, although there was no signal, everything else was normal, and the time had already pointed to 2:58:57.

Will there be a door here?

Where does it lead?

Another space?

The Door to Space?

Yun Haoran took a few steps back and waited quietly. Behind him, the bad old man, and the middle-aged man and woman, were also waiting quietly.

Their eyes, almost unblinking, stared ahead.

The thick fog suddenly began to churn violently, and in the mist, the flames were shining, and the crackling explosions came and went.

The little yellow bird hid behind Yun Haoran in horror.

Yun Haoran secretly drew an enchantment in front of his chest with both hands.

He had a hunch that a huge amount of energy was coming to his face!