At this time, the dome collapsed, and the north alley fell down and rolled to one side to escape, and at the same time, Ta Ye struggled to reach out and grabbed his long whip while the quicksand was moving, and he also slid out.

The sand stopped moving, silent on the edge of the dome.

Below was a burial chamber-like place, but much larger, with an eerie air to the dark space.

Without time to observe the surroundings, he kept digging the quicksand with his hands during the night, and found a twitching horse's leg, and the bad thing was that the sand on it kept flowing downward, which quickly made his efforts come to naught.

At this time, the sand mountain is more than ten meters high, and the width is several times higher than the height, and there is no good way to even the north lane in this situation, because he only has a few spells, and there are no spells that can move the sand mountain.

The North Lane is far more powerful than Kukulkan, but he doesn't have the special spells that Kukulkan has different functions from Quetzalcoatl.

There weren't many spells, but there was a huge amount of energy gathered in him.

When he mobilized his aura, the sand and gravel flowed to one side, and the dust and smoke around him were filled, and even the sand gathered together to form a turbid yellow dragon flowing on the ground and in the air.

Just when Ta Ye saw a little hope, the quicksand above was pulled and continued to slide down until it submerged all the dome, and North Lane had to stop mobilizing energy and watched Ta Ye helplessly.

They were buried alive under the sea of sand! But there was no panic in the North Lane.

He was not timid in the night, but he felt the mood he felt when he finally left Lyingsnow City—despair and sorrow!

Ektrova and Yin Hicchel are his best friends, they took half a year to get to the Flood Continent, and now they may have lost them forever.

Leng Cripple once said, "They probably won't be able to get to Shattered Leaf City", and North Lane has also warned him to "stay away from those dangerous places".

Thinking that danger refers to the underworld and the underworld's spies, it turns out that the real danger comes from the uncontrollable natural forces of human beings.

Teye did not give up his efforts until he lay on the ground exhausted.

In addition to despair and tiredness, the little toad in the stomach also began to move.

It's not that Leng Cripple said that this toad is not harmful to the body, it may be beneficial, he may desperately eat senna and rhubarb, and get rid of this so-called qi toad.

"What sound?!"

Heavy footsteps came from the depths of the dungeon, and curiosity prompted Thora to climb up.

Maybe it's Ektrova, but do they have such heavy footsteps, only giants have such footsteps, maybe this man will help.

Stepping on the night imagined, moving his steps towards this place with difficulty.

"Don't go there!" shouted North Lane.

Walking on the night and watching helplessly, I felt that I had never begged anyone with such eyes.

Beixiang sighed, and said with a complicated expression: "The Dark City is a castle of the underworld people thousands of years ago, and the place where we are should be a large hall in the castle, due to the harsh environment, the underworld people abandoned this castle. It is said that the Underworld cast a curse here before retreating—only the dead can get out of here!"

The last sentence of North Lane made people shudder.

"There's no way you won't be able to get out!!"

Tnight shouted in a hoarse voice, but the voice was so low that it was evident that his strength was almost exhausted.

Beixiang suddenly stretched out a hand, and a column of qi poured out from the Laogong acupoint in the palm of his hand and poured into Ta Ye's body, and it didn't take long for Ta Ye's physical strength to recover a lot.

This is a process of power transfer, energy conversion.

The North Lane would be tired because of this, and he had already consumed a lot of energy in the dry pool, and it was possible that even he would not be able to get out of the Dark City if he continued like this, so he decisively cut off this air current.

Running through the gloomy and dark castle, shouting loudly in the night, anxiety triumphing over fear.

"Anyone? Can anyone help me?"

No one answered, and no heavy footsteps could be heard, only some lying and upright waste, and the terracotta statues that had been silent for thousands of years.

The speed of running is very fast, and the distance between it and the North Lane is widened.

A strange feeling struck him, and a wooden statue turned its head to look at him, this look was somewhat familiar, mixed with a pile of terracotta warriors.

Looking at the many terracotta warriors and horses uneasily, recalling the fleeting look just now.

He stepped back, but there was no way to retreat, and out of nowhere came two samurai in armor and square hats.

These weren't your average samurai, their faces were devoid of flesh and blood, only bones of white thorns, and their bare toes were jagged scimitars.

It is said that the underworld people can resurrect the body, and the Aurora people call them skeleton warriors.

To Tnight's surprise, the two skeletons were agile and able to jump around on the heads of the terracotta warriors, which even a living person could not do.

The speed of stepping on the night is not slow, and the speed of his knife is even faster.

When a skeletal warrior leaps down from the head of the warriors, the night sword strikes first, slashing off the skeletal arm. But the skeletal warrior pulled out the same serrated scimitar from behind his back.

There was also a skeleton warrior pinning him down on the other side.

Suddenly, he withdrew his sword, which confused the two skeleton warriors a little, not knowing what this man was going to do, their IQ was far less than when they were alive, but the dark magic gave them the same reflexes.

The knife was like a meteor, and a skeleton warrior had his patella severed, and was about to cut the skeleton warrior into two pieces with his backhand, when there was a heavy footstep.

A tall skeletal warrior ran towards him, wearing nearly half a ton of torn armor and a sword two meters long.

It belonged to a branch of the Giant Clan during its lifetime, and was the nearly extinct Parsnip Clan.

The skeletal warrior was about four or five meters tall, with a head as large as a bucket and six fingers.

Legend has it that the Titan Clan and the Wind Clan have two branches, they are extremely brave and powerful, and they were once the most powerful force in the Flood Continent.

Both the Aurora and the Hades were far more talented and intelligent than the Giants, so the Giants gradually withdrew from human habitation, and few people saw them again in these hundreds of years.

There was almost no way to duel with such a giant skeleton, and he made the earth tremble with every step, and the area covered by each knife was beyond the reach of the whip, and the power was enough to crack the stone.

Stepping on the night can only rely on small kung fu to flash and move.

Two mutilated skeleton warriors struck sideways, making the night dangerous.

At this moment, a man rushed out and blocked two skeleton warriors with a broad-bladed sword, and this person was actually Ektrova.

Seeing him, the night suddenly came to the spirit.