Chapter 72: Pseudo-Bermuda [4]

Climbing is extremely painful and tormenting, not to mention the slow step by step, and the hands are still pulling the spider silk painfully.

With hundreds of spider silks in her hands, she circled around her hands to prevent them from being ripped off, she climbed very slowly, always feeling the countless hands behind her ass pulling her down, and with every step, she had to fight against that force until you conquered it.

His hands hurt hotly, but as if he didn't feel anything, he was numb, and he had only one thought in his heart, no matter what, he had to go up.

The sunset has long been hidden into the mountain peak, the moonlight is bright, shining on the whole land, the stars are dotted sporadically, and at night, the stones and the dark sky are the same color, and it is impossible to see Shang Beichen's movements, and he does not know whether he has completed the task.

In the triple torment of anxiety, loneliness, and pain, several people waited silently, with a hope in their hearts.

In the silence, there was a breath of death.

Everyone's hands have been torn off, but they still don't want to let go, and when they let go, what awaits them is hell, endless darkness.

The air was filled with the smell of blood, which was getting thicker and thicker, and the figures of several people were already far away from those big stones, twenty meters, fifty meters, one hundred meters...... From being clearly visible at the beginning, to being blurred today, it has become a small dot.

The black things under his feet were steaming more and more, and the whole mass was shaking, and it was hideously black.

Ifei felt the scorching breath under his feet coming towards him, as if it were magma.

She couldn't help but move, her behavior was slightly stiff, she had maintained this position for a long time, it was impossible to climb, but she just hoped that the speed of the slide would be slower, but she watched her body fall little by little.

After changing their movements, they feel much more comfortable, but they have fallen a lot, so they don't always change their movements if they don't have to.

Suddenly, the bag that straddled Yifei's back loosened and fell straight down.

Yi Fei felt the weight behind him light, and as soon as he lowered his head, he looked at the bags under his feet and fell down, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Aunt Zhang......"

Following the voice, she actually put down the spider silk straight, and her body fell down naturally.

"Girl (Yifei) ......" Everyone exclaimed, but helplessly, Yifei's body fell quickly, and there was no trace of it, and several people looked at it in a daze, but they didn't dare to make any moves.

Yi Fei only felt that the speed of her body pulled by that magic force was so fast, and she wanted to suppress the speed of falling, but she was helpless.

In just a few seconds, she had caught up with the falling bag, grabbed it with her bare hands, and touched the inside, fortunately, the ashes of Uncle Zhang and the two were still there, in the speed of the speed dive, Yi Fei firmly fixed the bag on her body again, and then pulled out the Blood Wei Sword, and saw the right time on the cliff wall on the side to insert it violently, and the huge impact bent the Blood Wei Sword.

Ifi held the hilt of his sword and refused to let go.

The Blood Wisdom Sword was very tough, deeply inserted into the cliff wall, and was bent by Yi Fei's grip, but it was not broken.

It was only after a few minutes that Yi Fei felt the aftermath of the impact disappear, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he have a little strength in his body.

Falling at such a fast speed, she still had to plunge her sword into the thick cliff wall, which was really not a simple matter, but fortunately, she succeeded in one fell swoop.