Chapter 167: The Entrance of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Mountain
A giant hot air balloon flies over the tundra desert in the northern part of the Belmar Empire.
The north wind howls high above here, and no bird dares to fly in such a turbulent air current, lest it end up in pieces.
The hot air balloon swayed left and right in the strong wind, and it seemed impossible to even control the direction.
At this moment, the six passengers were looking nervously at the fire spirit Yadeyan in the heat loader, under such unfavorable conditions, Yadeyan's heat was dissipated extremely fast, and it was difficult to even maintain its own energy, let alone supply heat energy to the hot air balloon.
"The situation doesn't seem to be good", Yang Jian came out with this sentence, which made everyone's heart sink even more.
I saw that the flames on Nayadeyan's body were getting weaker and weaker, and the hot air balloon was shaking more and more.
"Everyone, hurry up", Yang Jian reminded everyone.
I only heard a wail from Yadeyan, and then his entire body dimmed, turning into a dotted fire element, flying around with the wind.
“Oh! God! ”
Yang Jian, who is not religious, suddenly came out with this movie line, and then the entire hot air balloon was torn to pieces by the wind.
The passengers felt the sky spin and dizzy, and the wreckage of the hot air balloon drifted away in the wind.
Falling directly from a height of tens of thousands of meters, I am afraid that it will fall into a meatloaf!
At this extremely critical moment, a cloud of purple smoke appeared from the storage ring on Yang Jian's hand, which quickly condensed and formed in the air.
As soon as Dirigi's Shadow appeared, it suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Good boy! This is tens of thousands of meters in the sky! Why am I in this kind of place every time I appear?!
It was excited, with a finger of both hands, and suddenly a mass of air flow formed an upward circulation under its guidance.
This circulation continuously lifted the people upwards, greatly slowing down the rate of decline.
The shadow of Diriji was in a cold sweat and hurriedly continued to direct the air flow.
It only took about a minute to fall to the ground from a height of tens of thousands of meters, however, it took Yang Jian and the others half an hour to fall to the ground.
I saw that snow-covered ice field, six extremely conspicuous large craters appeared.
In the largest pit, about a minute later, a sturdy man crawled out.
Bob held his lightsaber, snow stains coming out of his mouth.
"Phew! What a bad luck! Bao Zhuangshi shook his head, and then ran to the other pits.
"Bob, get us out!" , the people in the pit shouted for help.
After about half an hour, all the team members got out of the pit with Bob's rescue.
Old Hans, dressed in snowflakes, looks like Santa Claus at this time.
Sissi is a real little snowman.
Yang Jian and the sharpshooter were still cool, but with a hint of coldness.
Bliss didn't care, the impact of such a cold on her could be said to be negligible.
"Thanks to the old man, I saved the lives of a few of you imps", the shadow of Diriji stood with his head held high, brushing his beard.
Yang Jian was about to speak, and the shadow of Di Ruiji raised his palm.
"Don't thank me just yet", it held out a finger pointing in the other direction.
"Look, where have we been?"
Only then did the people realize that in front of them was a towering snow-capped mountain, stretching for miles, with no edge in sight, and the whistling cold wind constantly surrounded the mountains, and the paths were winding.
"Huh? We have arrived at the foot of the 10,000-year-old snow-capped mountain! Everyone talked about it and was amazed.
Yang Jian looked at the rugged mountain road coldly, feeling a sense of solemnity.