After explaining Lu Tu, Qian Feiyue and Qian Mo took the lead and stepped up the hill with their hands. He was followed by Hua Zhuo and Mu Zhiqing, who were also holding hands. Yunyi and the others also followed quickly, guarding them, and Zhao Er and Mingqiu dragged the unconscious King Rong to follow behind.

Batuli looked at the two teams of people in front of her, and glanced at Lu Tu beside her. This person, who didn't talk much and couldn't speak now, although he experienced greater pain, his face seemed to have more tenderness and less coldness.

"Tu, let's go too, shall we?" She shouted, and subconsciously stepped out first, but was grabbed by the hand that suddenly stretched out from behind.

"Tu?" She turned her head blankly, thinking he was trying to say something. However, the man just grabbed her hand and walked in front of her.

This action made Batuli's face bloom with the most beautiful and sincere smile ever. Although the person in front of her didn't turn her head or respond, he just pulled her step by step, but her heart was filled with infinite satisfaction and expectation.

Gongsun Chu looked at the person in front of him and disappeared into the clouds and mist after a while, looking down at the compass in his hand, but the words of Qian Feiyue just now echoed in his mind. After muttering something in a low voice, he put away the compass and waved his hand, and the people behind him followed him to the mountains.

"Yue'er be careful!" Qian Mo, who was walking in the front, felt a faint pressure not long after stepping into the clouds, which made his heart a little dull. He frowned and didn't think about the boredom in his heart, and turned his head to explain.

But the people around him suddenly didn't respond, which made Qian Mo's heart skip a beat.

"Yue'er!" Qian Mo couldn't help but clench his hands. However, the palm of her hand that he had felt a while ago suddenly disappeared into the palm of his hand, making his hand empty.

"Yue'er!" Qianmo stretched out his hand and swept around, but didn't catch anyone.

"Moon ......" He looked around and found no one. After a few more steps in all directions, it was still a white fog. He finally stopped shouting, but fell silent.

Qianmo tried to listen and smell, but nothing came of it.

"The clouds are strange." He remembered the words left by Leng Yuhan, "Break the cloud barrier!" "These clouds were like trapping him, making him unable to see or hear. Presumably, it also trapped other people, so that he and Yue'er would cut off contact.

After pondering for a moment, he chose to move on. Since entering the clouds, he has specially controlled the direction of his steps. That way, even if he can't see the road under his feet now, he can go all the way up in the same direction.

However, the clouds blocked his sight and hearing, but did not make his senses disappear. As he had taken ten steps forward, he noticed that the feeling of boredom had returned.

He took a deep breath and realized that it wasn't the air, but something seemed to be squeezing his chest, making him feel a little tight. However, when he carefully felt the muscles and the situation in his body, he found no signs of injury or poisoning.

So he took a step and moved on.

One step, two steps, three steps...... When he became aware of this sullenness, he found that with each step, the squeeze seemed to intensify. At first, it was not obvious, but when he walked out of nearly half a mile, he found that under this squeeze, his physical strength began to be consumed sharply, and even made him feel a little out of breath.

"What's going on?" Qian Mo's brows furrowed tightly, if it was normal, according to the distance he had traveled and the steepness of the hillside, he would not even feel tired at all. But today, he felt the pressure.

He tried to take a few more steps, and it was still the same. The pressure on his body that appeared out of thin air did not change, and even because he was moving up step by step, he began to get bigger and bigger.

He tried to take a few steps in other directions, and found that in addition to retreating, the pressure was increasing in all directions. So he went back in the same direction and continued on his way.

If this kind of pressure was a test he had to face if he wanted to climb the Nine Shadows Peak, then he would not retreat unless he was crushed and crushed.

It's just that no matter how strong the belief is, the pressure that is really put on him will not be any less.

When he had walked more than a mile, his pace began to slow and labor. Now he is like being buried in the dirt, and his chest has been pressed and he is almost out of breath. The foot he wanted to step out of seemed to be tied to a thousand pounds of stones, making it extremely difficult for him to take every step.

His body was already soaked with sweat, and the green tendons on his forehead began to flare up. At this time, he needs to grit his teeth and hold his breath at every step, fighting the risk of muscle injury.

"Ahh

He held his breath and wanted to take another step, but the moment his foot slightly lifted off the ground, he was crushed by the strong pressure and almost fell. It was as if a 10,000-ton boulder suddenly fell on his head, bending his shoulders and neck.

"Ahh His muscles tensed, holding himself to the ground. He was afraid that once he fell, he would be overwhelmed by the pressure.

However, the result of a hard shake with a boulder is like a collision of two boulders, creating a huge momentum.

"Humph!" Qian Mo, who had lost his buffer, snorted, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. He knew that this was because the inner house had been hit too hard, and he was already injured.

The pain in the house made him even more sensitive to the pressure around him, and the tingling pain from within seemed to be constantly tormenting his nerves and will, and if he dared to take another step, it would be even more hurt and pain.

"Ahh

"Poof!" This time, another point of pressure made him spurt blood directly, almost letting go of the breath he was holding. Under such tremendous pressure, once the qi is loosened, it will be like a boulder held above the head falling directly, and it will face the danger of being directly flattened.

Now, the only way he can survive is to get out with the pressure, until—the pressure is gone. However, how long these pressures will last, he does not know. On the contrary, it continued to grow stronger as his footsteps dragged.

If it was two miles before, he was still resisting with his body, and he could barely drag his steps. Then, when he really took the first step after two miles, the pressure suddenly increased, and he almost fell to the ground in the first step.

"Humph!" Suddenly, the pressure was almost twice as strong as Qianmo fell to his knees, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth again. This time, even his skin began to appear a little red with blood.

Because from this step, not only the outside, but he felt a strong pressure in his body. The squeezing that appeared inside and outside at the same time made it difficult for him to not even hold up the strength to stand up straight, but even his internal organs and tendons began to be squeezed and painful. It has become difficult for him to mobilize even a little strength.