Misty Fog 7
"Plop."
Lan Wujiang's knees weakened, rolling to the ground, her blood-red hands supported her entire heavy body, her aura dantian was exhausted, and she no longer had the strength to support her to run so vigorously, and the sound of roaring behind her was mixed with stone and soil.
Overwhelmed and destroyed.
She gasped for breath, sweat soaked her hair, her eyes were bloodshot, her throat was wrapped in ice, hoarse and painful, at this moment, the ground under her collapsed, and Lan Wujiang's whole person fell down.
In front of me are rising fluorescent dots, falling red and white lights.
"Crunch."
Lan Wujiang's fingers were tightly wrapped around the chain, and there was an abyss beneath him.
She clings to this only straw like duckweed.
The wound was eroded and rubbed, and the blood was black and red.
The behemoth staggered forward on the opposite side.
Lan Wujiang's heart rose to her throat, she looked at the giant beast nervously, only to see the giant beast staring down, as if she couldn't see her existence.
Rushing up on the iron chain, Lan Wujiang gritted his teeth, ready to be trampled on his fingers, but he just passed by the iron palm of the giant beast.
Flesh and skin.
She snorted and slowly moved forward with the strength of her arms, the beast roaring behind her, but only long.
Lan Wujiang's arm was so sore that he didn't want to let go of his hand all the time and let himself fall.
Feel the feeling of weightlessness and end this scribbled life.
But there are still people waiting for her to go back, and she is carrying the expectations and lives of several people.
Lan Wujiang slammed his hands violently, propping his entire upper body on the chain.
The chain shook slightly, and she looked up and saw a white light.
Is that...... The other side.
For the whole hour, nine thousand six hundred and thirty-two steps, each of which was to climb to the opposite bank by grasping the iron chain with the palm of his hand.
How many souls were stained on the bloodstains of this chain? Lan Wujiang didn't dare to think about it, and the moment he touched the real land, he only felt that he would be ruined for the rest of his life.
There are huge flowers, but in one place there are shrubs, which are intertwined and scurrying upwards, and fireflies are flying around.
Is that where the twins grow?
Lan Wujiang instinctively approached the bush, his scarred fingers brushing away the leaves.
Gentle power roamed the whole body, and a cloud of white light dazzled.
Her nose was sore, and the moment she caught it, the white light shattered.
In the hands - nothing!
Nothing!
Lan Wujiang's pupils shrank sharply, and the whole person was stunned in place.
And something worse happened the next moment.
Lan Wujiang has already set foot on the ground, and his own aura and position will be locked by the giant beast, which is a chasm like a distance for Lan Wujiang, but in the eyes of the giant beast, it is just a moment of spiritual power taking off.
The shadow of the black and white giant rushed over.
And she no longer has the strength to fight.
The Kunzi Dao Seal was the only weapon she could use in her whole body to fight with, but at this moment, she was like a waste stone because she had no aura.
Cold...... The frost swept through the limbs.
Lan Wujiang realized how arrogant she was at this moment.
Thought that with Feng Zhao's guidance, he would dare to break into the Longtan Tiger's Den that Jindan monks did not set foot in? Think you can compete with the Lan family if you have a small achievement?
How ridiculous she is! Life is like a play.
Death was only terrified at the moment when it really approached her.
But she is not reconciled, she has not really struggled.
Lan Wujiang raised his hand tremblingly, his lips purple, "Kun character - broken." ”
The faint light flickered in the palm of the hand and dispersed.
The behemoth is here.
But at this moment, a powerful force that did not belong to her penetrated her body through another medium, and a huge light burst out from the Kunzi Dao Seal in her hand.