"Miss, we're here." The voices of the Night Charm and the Night Evil rang out at the same time.

"What's next?" Jun has no evil ways, fortunately, she has spiritual power, even if she doesn't have to speak loudly, she can pass on her voice.

"The visibility is very low, and the temperature is colder, but I don't want to rest too much, the fog here is a little strange, it will accelerate the consumption of spiritual power in the body, if you stay in this fog for a long time, the consumption of spiritual power will be more and more." The voice of the night came coldly.

He was more than ten meters below Jun Wuxie and them, and the fog around him was completely different from the section they had just passed, and there was something faintly mixed in the mist, constantly consuming spiritual power.

The words of the night shatter made the hearts of several teenagers sink, although they were mentally prepared and knew that it was very dangerous at the end of the world, but they didn't expect that even in this fog there was such a great danger.

"I admire Mu Qianfan and a group of them now, how did they do it when they fell to the ground?" Qiao Chu wailed, in such a dangerous place, it was a miracle that Mu Qianfan and the people of the Lower Three Realms could go down to the bottom of the cliff alive.

And Mu Qianfan can go back alive, this is simply a myth!

"Mu Qianfan, as adventurers, have more experience in dealing with this kind of place than us, and they naturally have their own methods." The sound of the flower ballad sounded.

"This piece of fog has not yet consumed a large amount of spiritual power, but if it continues to go down, it is estimated that it will become the situation that the night demon said." Rong Ruo released the Stygian Butterfly to sense the breath around him.

"Restore our body and spiritual power as much as possible here, and we won't have much time to rest after that." Jun Wuxian took a bite of the jerky after speaking, and the cold and hard jerky swallowed into his throat, like a stone.

Everyone also stopped talking, and according to Jun Wuxie's instructions, they rested as quickly as possible, and they didn't dare to use too much spiritual power.

After resting for a while, they set off again.

After a little descent, they finally felt the flow of spiritual power described by the Night Evil.

The spiritual power wrapped around their bodies seemed to have been quietly dissipated, unable to completely condense into a protective film and dissipate little by little, which made them have to continue to consume spiritual power to fill the scattered parts.

The temperature around her was frighteningly cold, even if she wore a thicker one, Jun Wuxian could still feel it, the icy coldness froze her face, and the humid air made the coldness even more piercing.

In this case, without the protection of spiritual power, it is easy to cause frostbite.

Time passed minute by minute, Jun Wuxian continued the habit of counting seconds in his heart, and the visibility around him became lower and lower, until Jun Wuxian could no longer see the figures of Rong Ruo and Qiao Chu clearly, this time he couldn't even see the black shadows, and it was pitch black all around, and he couldn't see his five fingers.

Silence surrounded her, save for the rustle of ropes and gloves, and the faint sound of rubble on the cliff under her feet.

In the darkness, silence makes people's hearts gradually uneasy and panic about ignorance.

The reason why Broken Heaven can let so many people die here can be imagined, and the danger can be imagined!

Rustling......

Rustling......

Other than that, there was no other sound.

The cliff becomes slippery, and if you are not careful to pedal, you may slip at any time.

Every step, every inch, needs to be cautious, and then cautious.

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It's over, I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!