Chapter 145: Cultivation by Taking Poison (5)

At this moment, with Gesang's eyes widening, there was also Long San, whose body was tightly attached to the stone wall.

"Brother Gesang!" The girl who was originally terrified saw the young man appear, and her pretty face suddenly appeared with joy for the rest of her life.

"Ahh

In particular, when the hot and cold fog collides in one place, the destructive force generated by the explosion can actually blow up the large rock of the tabletop.

The sound of the fighting below was clearly audible above, and when it reached the position below, it was much closer than above, but the sound was inaudible and indiscerning.

192.157.199.40,192.157.199.40; 0; pc; 1; The distance between Grinding Iron Literature and Long San at this time, even if he had the heart to save her, it was beyond the reach of the whip and could not catch up, so he had to shake his head with a wry smile.

And the shouting and killing in the deep valley below also stopped abruptly when the night fell into the deep valley. In other deep valleys, the hot current rises and the cold current sinks, but the valley in front of me is reversed, so that people can't understand the root cause.

The open ghost pupil carefully swept over these skeletons, and Ryuzo suddenly found that these skeletons did not seem to come from the world above, and each skeleton had a foot-long tail on its buttocks.

Were they not human beings in their lifetimes, or were they not human beings themselves, but ghosts wandering here in a foreign land?

"Ahh

In other deep valleys, the hot current rises and the cold current sinks, but the valley in front of me is reversed, so that people can't understand the root cause.

In particular, when the hot and cold fog collides in one place, the destructive force generated by the explosion can actually blow up the large rock of the tabletop.

Long San, who climbed down the wall, saw that the valley was as quiet as the night, and everything was silent, and he was shocked and didn't dare to go down again. Looking up at the starry sky, I can only see that the night is as dark as ink, and I don't see the starlight flickering.

And below, it seems to be a bottomless abyss, in which the ghosts are lying in wait, waiting for a feast of human flesh falling from the sky.

The young man known as Gesang glanced back at Yanzi and let out a low snort, and then his murderous gaze swept towards the seventh-order ghost beast, but at this time, something strange happened.

In front of me, the wet and heavy cold mist rose to the sky, and the thick hot mist rolled down, coming and going, whistling up and down, which was very terrifying.

After lying on the mountain wall and listening quietly for a while, Long San resolutely climbed down the wall, wanting to find out.

"Yan'er, step aside, and I'll deal with this beast. ”