When Ning Chong was awake, he found that the wind was "whirring" in his ears. 'My body is falling rapidly. He was taken aback at first, and then immediately remembered, 'He was just shuttling in the wind tunnel' when he was shocked out by Ning Hongji's palm print, and he was knocked off the cliff of heartbreak.

"Damn! This heartbreak cliff is so high and deep, if it continues to fall, I will be crushed! ”

Ning Chong's heart tightened, and his expression twisted together. At this time, under the extreme crisis, he didn't care about thinking about anything, and looked in the direction of the cliff opposite, that is, the "Wind Shuttle" person disappeared into the air, and the next moment, he appeared a hundred steps away.

But Ning Chong's figure still fell at high speed.

The danger is extremely high, 'Ning Chong kept going one after another, and as soon as his figure appeared from the air, he immediately cast the wind shuttle again' and teleported. After doing this many times in a row, Ning Chong only felt that his mind was dizzy for a while, and his brain began to feel as uncomfortable as a needle.

Ning Chong knew that the number of times he had cast the wind shuttle had reached the limit of "ten times". However, the cliff on the other side was still far away.

This cliff is too far away from the Heartbreak Cliff, nearly a hundred zhang away, although Ning Chong's wind shuttle can teleport out a hundred steps away at a time, after the continuous casting has reached the limit, it has only swept most of the distance, and the cliff on the opposite side still looks far away.

Whew!

The sound of the wind whistling in his ears became more and more sharp, and Ning Chong could use the wind shuttle to teleport the distance forward, but he couldn't prevent his body from falling further at high speed. At this time, Ning Chong's figure had already fallen into the gray-black mist under the heartbreak cliff, and suddenly the surroundings seemed to be dark, and the light dimmed, and the visibility dropped a lot.

Ning Chong didn't know how far he was from the bottom of the heartbreak cliff, and he didn't know how much time he had left to avoid being crushed, and every moment and every second at this time was extremely precious, and it was possible that it would become a critical moment to finally save his life.

Ning Chong's heart became more and more anxious, but his mind was clearer than ever, he stared at the direction of the cliff in front of him, and gritted his teeth fiercely, ignoring the needle-like pain in his head, and used the "Wind Shuttle" skill again.

Successfully entered the Wind Tunnel' Ning Chong's situation was extremely bad, his mind was dizzy, and his vision began to blur, and the most important thing was that his reaction and flexibility were seriously reduced.

Snort!

At this time, all Ning Chong could do was to try his best to ensure that his vital point was not hit by the sharp wind blades in the wind tunnel, and he couldn't take care of the rest', so when he shuttled through the wind tunnel, the sharp wind blades attacked him mercilessly and slower his reaction, and his clothes and skin were cut in just a blink of an eye, and the blood flowed in many places.

Sou!

Ning Chong's figure almost teleported, appearing a hundred steps in front of him, but the person was embarrassed and 'covered in blood' and his clothes were tattered. However, 'Ning Chong didn't hesitate at all' before he showed his form, and immediately cast the wind shuttle again, and the person disappeared from the wind again.

As his mind became more and more painful and chaotic, Ning Chong's own situation became worse and worse, and it became more and more dangerous when he shuttled through the Wind Qi Tunnel, and he could be cut into pieces by the Wind Blade in the Wind Qi Tunnel at any time. Ning Chong wasn't unaware of this, but if he didn't, he could only watch himself fall into the abyss.

Therefore, 'even if the hope is extremely slim,' Ning Chong had to grit his teeth and use the Wind Shuttle Skill, 'continue to persevere. At least 'he's barely able to save his life now as he shuttles through the wind tunnel, albeit with constant injuries'. It's better to be injured than to lose your life!

Twelve .......

Thirteen .......

Fourteen .......

Fifteen times!

When Ning Chong relied on his will to 'raise the limit of the use of the wind shuttle to fifteen times', the others were almost on the verge of collapse, and their bodies were incomplete, their clothes were shattered into pieces, and they completely became a bloody person.

Ning Chong could feel the "buzzing" explosion in his head, "his head was as if it was torn apart", and the pain was indescribable, and his vision was not only further blurred, but also turned into a blood-red piece. Ning Chong knew that this was a sign of a wound to his head after the soul power had been overused. At this time, 'his eyes and head will burst open at any moment', and he died on the spot.

It was also at this time that Ning Chong finally saw the mountain wall of the opposite cliff from the faint gray-black mist, and also saw that there were green vines intertwined and entwined on the mountain wall.

Ning Chong's heart was overjoyed, and he immediately gathered the last bit of strength in his body, and swayed his hands and feet in the wind, adjusted his body posture with light body exercises, and drew a downward trajectory, crashing towards the cliff.

On the cliff face, a gray mist shrouded it, and vines spread and grew around the mountain wall, and many of the vines drooped and probed down one by one like weeping willows. At this moment, with the sound of the wind cracking, a figure slammed into the mountain wall, and then slid down sharply against the mountain wall.

Under the impact, Ning Chong's drowsy head cleared up a lot, and he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and reached out his hands to grab a few vines.

Crackling!

Crackling!

Crackling!

Ning Chong's falling speed was too fast, he pulled the vine, but he could only slow down slightly, and the vine was torn off and continued to fall down at high speed.

Fortunately, there are a lot of vines, and one is not good, so Ning Chong continues to pull on many of them.

In this way, Ning Chong didn't know how many vines he had torn off, and the speed of his fall was finally canceled out. While Ning Chong pulled a "crunching" vine, he didn't dare to be careless, and quickly grabbed another vine and bundled it vigorously on his body.

One was not safe, and Ning Chong grabbed a few more handfuls in a row, pulling a few vines and binding them firmly on his body.

Ning Chong's state at this time looked miserable, above his arms, above his palms, and on his face...... There were scratches and blood everywhere, and he was dripping with blood, and he was clenching his teeth tightly, his face was pale, and he was trembling all over, and he had almost no strength.

After tying up several vines in a row, Ning Chong seemed to have exhausted all his strength and spirit, his eyes turned black, and his mind swirled for a while, and then his arms and body were completely loosened and drooped, and he lost the last bit of consciousness, and he hung a book of several vines tied to his body suspended in the air, swaying left and right in the mountain wind.

Ning Chongren had fallen into a coma. At this time, if there were any demon beasts or other dangers on this mountain wall, Ning Chong would definitely be dead or alive. Whether he can wake up safely or not depends on luck......