"Are you alright?"

Rushing out of the blood-colored wind, Ye Wuchen hurriedly asked Mo Shuiyan.

The power of that blood-colored wind was really huge, and the shield that his spiritual power in the middle of the Star Movement Realm turned into was actually torn apart the moment it came out!

Because the Blood-winged Bat Clan, who has always been exploring the blood-colored wind, is also huge for the consumption of ink words.

At this moment, her pretty face was pale, and her physical strength was a little exhausted, but she still smiled at Ye Wuchen and said, "It's okay." ”

Ye Wuchen was not at ease, and asked, "Is it really okay?"

Ink Yan said with a smile: "It's just that the consumption of spiritual power is a bit large, just rest for a while." ”

Ye Wuchen nodded.

took out a melting spirit pill from his arms, which he refined by himself, if it weren't for the last resort, Ye Wuchen would not advocate that martial artists consume too many pills.

This kind of shortcut hurts the foundation of the martial artist!

However, the spirit melting pill that Ye Wuchen refined himself was more of a medicinal material for restoring spiritual power, and there was no ingredient for the cultivation of a martial artist.

At this moment, several dull voices sounded around one after another, and Ye Wuchen protected the ink words behind him and cautiously looked at the direction of the voice.

"It's me. ”

When the smoke and dust cleared, the sound of wind returning to dust sounded, and beside him, there were seven or eight people.

Ye Wuchen was slightly frightened, he was not worried about the wind returning to dust, he was able to come out, and the wind returned to dust naturally to be able to come out, but what he didn't expect was.

The team of fifteen people has already lost half of it just by entering, and if it continues like this, let alone walking into the depths of this mysterious mountain, I am afraid that it will be lost in the future.

This also made him rise to a new level of danger here!

"It's a lot more dangerous than we thought!"

Ye Wuchen walked over with ink words, watching the wind return to dust, his voice was very heavy.

Feng Guichen nodded, looked ahead, there was no end in sight, and after being silent for a long time, he slowly spoke, "I have a feeling that there seems to be something extremely dangerous ahead!"

Ye Wuchen was suddenly startled.

The mind suddenly moved, and the spiritual power spread rapidly, surging towards the front like a surging tide.

The people around them felt this invisible vast power, and they were all shocked, this young man didn't seem to be very old, but the real power was definitely far beyond them!

Ye Wuchen probed for a long time, his face became more and more solemn, and finally he finally withdrew his spiritual power.

"Did you find out anything?" asked Feng Guichen.

Ye Wuchen shook his head slowly.

Then he said: "I feel that there should be an abyss ahead, but as soon as the spiritual power touches that boundary, it is all absorbed!"

"Sure enough!" Feng Guichen also nodded when he heard this.

His experience just now was exactly the same as Ye Wuchen's, he was a fourth-grade alchemist, and although his spiritual power was not as impactful as Ye Wuchen's spiritual power.

But it's also incredibly powerful.

But even he was at that border, that is, absorbed.

The abyss was like a massive black hole, swallowing up all the forces that came near it.

To go, or not to go?

The two glanced at each other, and they both saw a touch of firmness, and now it seems that there is no way to retreat, and they can only move forward.

Or find the final answer, or die here!

"Let's rest here, let's go in half an hour!" said Feng Guichen loudly.

Everyone sat on the ground, performing exercises and repairing wounds.

Fortunately, the spiritual power here is extraordinarily powerful, far more intense than ten times that outside!

If it's not too dangerous, this is indeed a good place to cultivate.

Ye Wuchen and Mo Yanyan also did not let go of a little time, quickly absorbing spiritual power, and half an hour was enough for the two of them to recover.

Because of the fear and anticipation in my heart, the flow of time seemed to have become faster, and half an hour passed almost in a snap of a finger.

"How's it going?"

Feng Guichen asked out loud.

"Almost. The remaining eight people also stood up at the same time and said.

Ye Wuchen and Mo Yanyan also stood up, glanced at each other, and Ye Wuchen said, "We're almost there." ”

"Uh-huh, let's go. Feng Guichen's voice was a little muffled.

To be honest, if you continue to move forward, they all know very well what the end will be for everyone, but now, everyone has become calm.

Retreat is death, advance is death, it is better to move forward.

In such a mortal ending, death loses its original terrible power, and becomes just that.

In front of the eye, there is an endless plain of primeval giant trees, which is much larger than what you see from the outside.

And there seems to be a strange force in this, maintaining the mystery in it.

Even if it is Feng Guichen and Ye Wuchen, they can't detect anything at all.

Behind them, the blood mist that was originally isolated by the blood-colored hurricane, I don't know when, had already penetrated in, like a tide of blood, sweeping towards them.

Completely seal their back road!

There were still eleven people in the group, and they quickly moved forward, because the blood mist behind them became extremely fast, and it seemed that it was intentionally driving them forward.

Seeing this scene, Feng Guichen and Ye Wuchen's faces became even more solemn.

This scene is like Ye Wuchen chasing the spirit beast tide of the Sima family in the Burial Mountain that night, it seems that in front of them, it will be a terrible thing to greet them.

Could it be the abyss?

Whew!

The group marched quickly forward, advancing for more than ten miles, and a huge abyss crisscrossed in front of them, stretching out, for hundreds of miles!

It seems that the whole mysterious mountain runs through it.

Ye Wuchen looked at this abyss with a solemn face, long and vigorous, looking carefully, it was like a creeping sleeping dragon, the form was so realistic that it could almost be fake!

"Perhaps, this is the real foothills?"

Ye Wuchen said in a low voice, more like talking to himself.

But Feng Guichen still heard it, looked at him with a solemn expression, and asked, "How can you have such thoughts?"

In fact, he also has ideas.

He just wanted to see if Ye Wuchen's thoughts were the same as his own.

Ye Wuchen looked at him and said, "This huge black abyss looks like a huge black dragon crawling here, and looking up along here, it can actually be understood as..."

"This mountain has suppressed this black dragon here!" Ye Wuchen didn't finish speaking, and the wind returned to the dust.

Ye Wuchen's pupils froze, it seemed that he was not the only one who had this thought.

Could it be that a dragon is really buried here?!

"Could it be..."

Ye Wuchen's breath trembled a little, could it be that the one buried here is the Fire King Dragon General?!

(End of chapter)