A rough and powerful hand stretched out and grabbed Ling Feng's right arm, and Ling Feng jumped out of the pit with a slight bit of strength.

At the critical moment, Chen Erwa woke up from her lost soul and dragged Ling Feng out at the moment when she was about to fall.

Chen Erwa's face was a little shocked, obviously still blaming herself for the previous loss of soul, if it weren't for this, Ling Feng would not have almost fallen into a desperate situation.

Before the two of them could say a word, suddenly a violent shock came, and large chunks of mountain rocks fell, and the entire passage began to collapse.

Ling Feng and Chen Erwa began to run desperately along the passage, and there were falling rocks everywhere, and the pain on their bodies was abnormal, but neither of them cared about the pain, they just drilled when they saw the road, and the original road had already been blocked by huge stones.

All of a sudden, the passage was dusty and rocks were raining.

The two of them were blind, but fortunately, there were many passages in the mountain, and the two of them could always get into another passage when there was no room for trouble, but at this time, no one was sure that they would be able to find a way out.

When Ling Feng ran through a passage, he found that Wang Teng, who had escaped earlier, had been nailed to the wall by a crosslog, his eyes were wide open, and he was obviously in a panic and had hit the mechanism by mistake. Ling Feng picked up the golden mask that had fallen beside the corpse and stuffed it into his backpack, he didn't care about sighing at all, and continued to flee with his life.

&Yo! Chen Erwa screamed miserably, was hit by a stone, and half of her body was instantly soaked in blood.

Ling Feng turned around, didn't care about checking the wound, and put Chen Erwa on his shoulder and continued to run for his life.

The passage behind him kept collapsing, and huge boulders flew everywhere.

Seeing the light in front of him, Ling Feng didn't have time to think about it, kicked his feet hard, and jumped straight out.

With a bang, the entrance to the cave collapsed completely, raising a cloud of dust and fog.

However, Ling Feng still carried Chen Erwa and broke out at the last moment.

& Daddy! Jumping out of the hole, Ling Feng found himself halfway up the mountain, and before he could react, his body had already fallen.

With a bang, Ling Feng fell sideways into a turbulent stream, and fell dizzy, but fortunately, the place where Chen Erwa fell was not far from him, and he was floating and sinking in the stream.

Ling Feng tried his best to drag Chen Erwa, who had fallen into a coma, to the shore, and after hastily treating the wounds on Chen Erwa's body, he lay on the ground and didn't want to move.

At this moment, Ling Feng felt a little exhausted.

There was a sound of Suosuo's footsteps, and dozens of natives slowly walked out from behind the trees, carefully surrounding them with weapons in hand.

The priest stood on a towering rock and looked down at Ling Feng and Chen Ergou lying on the ground, and the two snow leopards stood beside the priest obediently.

Ling Feng sighed and slowly stood up with his hands raised.

& Just know it's you! Ling Feng saw Li Sangyue coming over surrounded by natives, and there was not the slightest surprise in his expression.

Li Sangyue held a pistol in her right hand and said strangely: "How do you know it's me?" ”

A hint of ridicule flashed at the corner of Ling Feng's mouth.

When Li Sangyue was captured by the natives in front of the man-eating monster tree, Ling Feng felt that something was wrong, but he didn't have time to think about it carefully, and at this time, Li Sangyue appeared with the natives, and he suddenly understood in his heart. Obviously, the place where the golden mask is stored is a forbidden area for the natives, and there are many traps in the forbidden area, and no one has ever broken out, so the natives only need to set it up on the periphery to prevent anyone from taking the treasure and escaping. The relationship between Li Sangyue and the natives, Ling Feng is not very clear, but since Li Sangyue brought them to the forbidden area, he must also have a plan to let people explore the way, anyway, it is not Li Sangyue who takes the risk.

Seeing Ling Feng's expression, Li Sangyue was a little annoyed and said, "Hurry up and take out the golden mask that fell!" ”

Ling Feng slowly took out the golden mask from his backpack.

A look of greed flashed in Li Sangyue's eyes.

There was a commotion among the natives, and it wasn't until the priest raised his staff that the natives fell silent, staring at Ling Feng with fierce eyes.

Ling Feng smiled slightly, and threw the golden mask high, landing right in the middle of Li Sangyue and the indigenous priest.

Li Sangyue turned around and threw herself towards the golden mask.

With a roar of rage, the priest jumped off the boulder and rushed towards the spot where the golden mask had landed.

The natives also ran towards the landing point.

The scene was a little chaotic for a while.

Ling Feng showed a hint of playfulness, looking at Li Sangyue's figure, it seemed that he was also a practitioner, and his skills didn't seem to be weak, and he was almost deceived by this guy. Naturally, he would not let go of this hard-won opportunity, retreated, knocked down the indigenous warrior who was standing beside Chen Erwa and was a little distracted, and picked up Chen Erwa, who was still unconscious, and stabbed towards the rushing stream.

The natives didn't have the leisure to pay attention to Ling Feng who was about to jump into the water and escape at this time.

Li Sangyue and the priest rushed to the location of the golden face almost at the same time.

The priest roared at Li Sangyue.

Li Sangyue remembered that it was a little unwise to fight for the fallen noodles now, since the golden mask was taken out of the forbidden land of the natives, then there would be a chance to fight for it in the future, he smiled slightly, and stood up to give up the snatching.

The priest's expression relaxed, and he looked up as the golden mask slowly fell.

With a soft sound, a long rope suddenly came, accurately rolled up the golden mask and flew out.

When Li Sangyue, the priest, and the natives turned their heads to look, Ling Feng was putting away the climbing rope, holding the golden mask that had fallen, and carrying a person on his shoulder, plunging headlong into the rushing stream.

The priest let out a roar.

Li Sangyue was unwilling, and fired several shots at the place where Ling Feng fell into the water.

The natives also fired arrows at the place where Ling Feng disappeared.

There is a cliff more than 100 meters in front of the stream, forming a spectacular waterfall, the stream is surging more and more, the white mist is raised, where can you still see the slightest trace of Ling Feng.