The severity of the avalanche has made the whole forest a mess, and the ugliness of human nature has been staged one after another.

The dense woods were blown out of deep craters one after another.

The snow melted in the smell of gunpowder, revealing the ice below, and they were able to see a frozen corpse in the ice.

These corpses were all people who had come to participate in the mercenary selection in previous years.

Among these people there are those they know, and there are also their enemies.

For a while, many people went crazy as if they were stimulated, and killed people when they saw them.

This may be the first day with the most casualties in the history of the survival game.

In a cave.

"Brother Feng, the positioning of Xiao Yu and General Yan Ming is missing, what should I do?"

"Sister Yun, don't worry, Brother Yu is so powerful, it will definitely be fine, don't worry, don't worry......"

on the trees.

Zuo Yining: "Hua Shao, I can't see the positioning of Xiao Yu and General Yan Ming here, can you still see it over there?" ”

Hua Qisheng shook his head and said nothing.

Zuo Yining: "Big ...... Little Sister Waste Demon, can you still see Gong Yu? ”

The waste demon rolled his eyes: "You can't see it, how can I see it." ”

Zuo Yining touched his nose and looked at the mask: "Monk, what about yours?" ”

The mask also shook his head helplessly: "Donor, my side has also disappeared." ”

Zuo Yining: "Then what should I do?" They're dead, right? ”

The waste demon "snapped" and slapped Zuo Yining's head, "What are you dying?" If you die, the blood pupil won't die. ”

Hum!

Don't think she doesn't know that Zuo Yining and Zuo Yunfeng, the two bastards, secretly call her big-breasted sister.

Although this is a fact, it should be a big-breasted sister.

The mask looked at the avalanche in the distance, but the smile on his face remained the same, still so peaceful.

"The Blood Pupil Donor and the Underworld Donor are blessed with great lives, and they won't pass away so easily."

As the saying goes, good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years.

How could a scourge like Gong Yu die so easily.

The mask said peacefully, and sat quietly on the branch of the tree and began to recite the scriptures.

So many people have died, but you have to spend a good time!

My Buddha is compassionate!

With the chanting of the mask, a flush appeared on his eyebrows again, as if he had eaten a lot of unjust souls.

Zuo Yining and Hua Qisheng stared at the blush of the masked eyebrows, and they were so frightened that their hairs counted down, and a cold feeling surrounded them, and they panicked.

This masked monk is really weird.

No wonder others call him a demon monk.

……

chasm.

Avalanches also affected this side.

Snow kept falling, and soon the chasm was buried, and it looked like it was flat ground, and there was no movement.

After Gong Yu took Mu Nian to turn over and fall into the chasm, he wanted to take Mu Nian to hide in Shennong Ding for the first time.

But she had just had this idea, but the artifacts in the sea of consciousness woke up from their slumber one after another as if they had been summoned by their own kind.

[Master, fall, fall quickly......]

[Lord, there is an artifact below.] 】

[Xiao Yu, don't worry, I will catch you at a critical moment. Rest assured!

Under the urgency of the three artifacts, Gong Yu dispelled the idea of entering Shennong Ding.

But is this chasm a bottomless pit?

Why not in the end?

As the body continued to fall deeper, and the chasm was closed by heavy snow, the surrounding light slowly became dim.

The cold air gradually rose.

Time becomes meaningless in this infinite fall.