Chapter 1075: Third Senior Brother, Is That You?

This gust of wind was very strange, no matter how hard Gu Hengsheng tried, he couldn't get rid of it, he could only watch himself being brought into the abyss of death.

Poof! Gu Hengsheng's feet were empty, and he kept falling towards the abyss.

He couldn't control the sky, let alone step out of the abyss of death.

His whole body seemed to be sealed, and he couldn't use any tricks.

"Once you enter the abyss, you will definitely die."

"Am I really going to die here?"

"Why is there a demonic wind that pushes me into the abyss?

Could it be some kind of existence in the abyss? ”

A lot of things flashed through Gu Hengsheng's mind, he had no fear, only a burst of loss and regret.

Today's catastrophe is afraid that it will not be overcome.

The abyss of death can even be buried by the Great Emperor, not to mention the current Gu Hengsheng?

Gu Hengsheng's ears reverberated inexplicably, screams, wails, and sighs...... It seems that people who have fallen in the abyss of death, their sense of despair and helplessness wants to devour Gu Hengsheng, confuse Gu Hengsheng's mind, and let him sink here forever.

Gu Hengsheng's eyes were pitch black, and he couldn't see anything, it was dark in the real sense.

In such a situation, most people in the world will be in fear, and then their hearts will be consumed by darkness and they will die of despair.

But Gu Hengsheng is different, it is impossible to break Gu Hengsheng's Dao heart with these strange means.

"Since you're here, let's fight."

Gu Hengsheng didn't resist at all, but instead accelerated his fall towards the depths of the abyss of death.

The distance from the Long Hate Sword was getting closer and closer, and Gu Hengsheng could clearly feel the existence of the Long Hate Sword.

In this abyss, even if Gu Hengsheng was running the Heaven Viewing Pupil, he still couldn't see anything.

There was nothing but darkness in front of him.

However, Gu Hengsheng could rely on the opportunity of divine thought to find the location of the remnants of the Long Hate Sword, and keep falling down.

There seemed to be a terrifying laughter, which kept echoing in Gu Hengsheng's ears.

Gu Hengsheng got rid of the distracting thoughts in his heart, forcing himself to only think about the long-hatred sword, and not to be confused by other voices.

These voices seemed to have reached the depths of Gu Hengsheng's soul directly, even if Gu Hengsheng closed his ears, it was not useless.

"It's coming, it's a little bit close."

It was only about a thousand meters or so, and Gu Hengsheng could touch the Long Hate Sword.

Gu Hengsheng tried his best to control his body, allowing himself to reach as far away as possible.

The Ancient Desolate Sword and the Blood Sky Sword on his waist did not move at all, as if they were asleep because of the abyss of death.

No matter what means Gu Hengsheng used, he couldn't get the two three-foot Qingfeng out of the sheath.

Gu Hengsheng fell very fast, and the distance of a thousand meters was only the time for one or two breaths.

"This is it!"

Gu Hengsheng relied on his mental sense, and his right hand, which had already been prepared, grabbed forward at an extremely fast speed.

Boom! Gu Hengsheng grabbed the hilt of the Long Hate Sword, and there was a slight sword groan.

After all, the Sword of Long Hate is the Great Emperor's Dao weapon, even if it is the abyss of death, it can only break the action of the Sword of Long Hatred, and there is no way to hide the sword of the Sword of Long Hatred.

Gu Hengsheng's eyes flashed, and it was a faint ray of light that had just emitted from the Long Hate Sword.

The moment the light of the Emperor Sword flickered just now, Gu Hengsheng saw some pictures.

Although it was just a fleeting picture, it also made Gu Hengsheng's heart suddenly cold, and his pupils dilated.

Corpses, blood, and broken weapons.

The fleeting imperial treasure rhyme made Gu Hengsheng see a corner of the picture in the abyss of death, and his throat tightened.

Countless corpses were suspended in the abyss, all avoiding the location where Gu Hengsheng fell, drops of blood-curdling floating in every corner, as well as countless broken weapons that had lost their brilliance.

"What's going on here?"

It's hard to imagine why there are so many corpses here, as if they were thrown into this abyss, and they will not enter the cycle of reincarnation and live forever.

There is another point, the long hatred sword in Gu Hengsheng's hand is only a section, not a complete emperor sword.

In the battle of the Emperor's Fall, Gu Hengsheng responded to Beigong Xin's sword at a critical moment, causing the Sword of the Emperor of Long Hate to break into two pieces and disappear.

In other words, in the abyss of death, Gu Hengsheng only got a piece of the Long Hate Sword, and another one was missing.

"What should I do now?

How do you get there? ”

Gu Hengsheng tried his best, but it was difficult to break free from the huge suction of the abyss of death, and he kept falling, as if there was no end.

"Damn it!"

Gu Hengsheng scolded angrily, he couldn't feel where he was, he only knew that he was still falling, and his whole body was cold.

"You can't go on like this, you must find a way, there will be a way."

Gu Hengsheng tried his best to calm himself down, thinking about various methods in his mind.

As time passed, Gu Hengsheng only felt that his body was getting colder and colder, and his blood seemed to be about to be frozen.

His right hand, which was holding the Long Hate Sword, trembled slightly, and his left hand was about to lose his grip on the Streamer Dinggu Disk.

"Could it be...... Is the abyss of death my fate? ”

Gu Hengsheng's chapped lips opened and closed slightly, feeling helpless, and a trace of despair welled up in his heart.

Shout! Suddenly, the Streamer Dinggu Pan broke away from Gu Hengsheng's control and flew out of Gu Hengsheng's left hand, flying somewhere.

"What's going on?"

The Abyss of Death even suppressed the actions of the Elder Hate Emperor Sword, why did the Streamer Fixing Ancient Disc break away from Gu Hengsheng's control and fly out on its own?

Gu Hengsheng was startled, his eyes widened, and he wanted to find the trace of the Streamer Dinggu Pan.

It's a pity that even if Gu Hengsheng's eyes are wide open, he can't see anything.

Bang! While Gu Hengsheng was thinking, a loud noise seemed to come from the bottom of the abyss of death.

"Humph!"

Immediately after, a cold snort sounded from the bottom of the abyss, as if there was some dissatisfaction, helplessness, and a hint of admiration.

Another gust of wind blew through Gu Hengsheng's body, actually stopping Gu Hengsheng's fall and making him suspended in the abyss.

"What just happened?"

Gu Hengsheng looked dazed, he just heard a "boom" sound, accompanied by a cold snort, and then a gust of wind.

For deeper things, Gu Hengsheng didn't know anything.

Swish! There was a glimmer of light in front of Gu Hengsheng's eyes, and he seemed to be able to see something.

As for the source of the light, Gu Hengsheng saw it.

It seems to be ...... Streamer fixed ancient plate! The third senior brother's body protection treasure.

Vaguely, Gu Hengsheng seemed to have seen a shadow of the third senior brother, although it was looming, it was very real.

"Third Senior Brother, is that you?"

Gu Hengsheng looked at the direction of the streamer fixed the ancient plate, his body trembled slightly, and he choked up.