662 Chapter 662: The Path to the Bottom of the Cliff (3)

The darkness and the unknown made time so long that it was almost impossible to imagine how far they had fallen to the ground.

A cold mist surrounded the rope, and the moisture condensed on the rope still attached a thin layer of hoarfrost to the surface of the rope.

The cold brought by the hoarfrost can easily freeze the rope that is wet with fog, and the rope will become extremely fragile after freezing, and it will not be able to withstand any pulling at all!

In order to dispel the white frost, they had to spread their spiritual power to the rope, although the consumption of the spiritual power was very weak, but they could not bear the length of the rope, and they had to keep it in this state, otherwise once the rope was frozen, it would soon break in the middle, and they would also fall into the abyss.

"This is simply not a place where people can come, where did the people of the Evil Domain know such a ghost place when they fell to the ground?" Qiao Chu's voice sounded from the darkness, and his originally loud voice was still a little weak now.

He didn't bother to ask Jun Wuxian again, how long they had been climbing, he only knew that his hands were sore, and the joints of his legs were faintly sore.

The process of going down to the bottom of the cliff alone was so difficult, Qiao Chu couldn't imagine how terrible it was to fall to the bottom of the cliff at the end of the world.

"How could the evil emperor who was able to unify the Middle Three Realms be buried at will? If there is no such heavy level to guard, I am afraid that the people of the Twelve Halls have already found the tomb of the evil emperor hundreds of years ago and hollowed it out. After the death of the Evil Emperor, they were able to spend a lot of energy to bury all the magic weapons with the Evil Emperor, it can be imagined how unshakable the Evil Emperor's position in the minds of everyone in the Evil Domain is. Hua Yao's voice sounded slowly, and his speed of speech was unhurried, reducing the consumption of strength as much as possible.

"How can such a strong person die?" Feiyan asked suspiciously.

Being able to unify the Middle Three Realms and make the Nine Palaces and Twelve Halls and the Quartet bow down to them is almost unimaginably powerful for those of them who have only been born for more than ten years.

With the power of one person and one domain, against the entire Middle Three Realms, what a brilliant record!

Why did such a powerful evil emperor suddenly die?

The stronger the spiritual power, the longer the lifespan will be, and the blue spirit can break through the limit of a hundred years old, although Qiao Chu and they have never seen the evil emperor, nor do they know his power, but they know a little about the power of the twelve hall lords who have been suppressed by the evil emperor.

The Twelve Hall Masters, who were powerful and almost omnipotent in their eyes, would be suppressed by the Evil Emperor, and it was conceivable that the Evil Emperor's strength had surpassed the sum of them.

The death of the evil emperor always makes people feel unacceptable.

"No one knows." Perhaps the darkness and tension made the teenagers nervous, and they began to communicate with each other, but in this darkness, they found the fact that they were not alone.

However, Jun Wuxie's voice suddenly sounded.

"If you don't want to fall, what you should do now is hold on to your ropes, not be curious about a dead man."

Just when Jun Wuxian's words dissipated in the darkness, Qiao Chu and the others, who had descended a few meters, suddenly felt a strong wind passing wildly through the mist!