Everyone shuddered, and Purple Shadow muttered in a low voice, "Who said just now that there is no fear of life in this test?"

Zhenni didn't refute Purple Shadow's words, stared ahead in a daze, and then sighed. It was completely unexpected, and she couldn't think of any way to haode.

"Go down and try it, and if you can't withstand the cold, stay on it." Xiao Yan spoke.

He didn't want to let go of the big opportunity that the Nine Star Dou Emperor said, since ancient times, if he wanted to get the opportunity, it would never be possible to be without danger, he planned to go down in depth to understand it in person, and he would never give up lightly until he took a step towards zuihou.

"Xiao Shao, you stay on it, let's go down." Xiao Zhan was worried about Xiao Yan and didn't let Xiao Yan take risks, as for the unknown big opportunity, if it was an item, they would also hand it over to Xiao Yan when they came up, so everyone stopped Xiao Yan.

"The so-called chance is only related to a certain person, not everyone can get it at will, everyone who can go down can go down to try their luck." Xiao Yan knew what everyone thought, but he still insisted on going down in person.

"But this chill" Everyone knows Xiao Yan's character, and once they make a decision, they will not change it easily, and they don't say anything more, just worried about Xiao Yan's strength.

"Have you forgotten that I am carrying a ghost? Ghosts are the cold things in the world. Xiao Yan smiled and comforted everyone. But it is true, among the people, Xiao Yan does not seem to have much discomfort with the chill of the river.

"I'll go down with Xiao Shao." Jenny spoke. Her support made Xiao Yan's heart rise with a warm current.

"In this way, I will go down with Xiao Zhan, Le Shaolong, and Nan Erming, and Zhenni, Purple Shadow, and Storm will stay where they are." Xiao Yan thought twice and then slowly spoke.

Among the people, Purple Shadow and Storm have weak physiques, and they are extremely reluctant to resist the chill of the river above, and he and Le Shaolong are not there, Zhen Ni is the most haode leader and can calmly deal with emergencies.

Zhen Ni was so smart, she immediately understood what Xiao Yan meant, sighed, and didn't insist any longer, while Purple Shadow and Storm bit their lips that were purple from the cold, knowing that they were just a burden when they went down, and nodded gloomily.

"Be sure to come back alive, I'll wait for you. If something happens to you, I won't live alone. Just as Xiao Yan was warming up, Zhen Ni's voice gently drifted into Xiao Yan's ears.

Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, his heart was hot, he turned his head to look at Zhen Ni, his eyes were full of tenderness and emotion, and he nodded resolutely.

Subsequently, Xiao Yan and the others jumped into the funnel hand in hand.

As soon as everyone jumped above the whirlpool, the huge suction force formed by the funnel immediately pulled everyone down, and the mist in the sky instantly swallowed the figures of the four people.

The sound of the water roared like thunder, and the dark river funnel was pitch black, very secluded. Xiao Yan and the four of them held hands, their bodies rotated sharply in the rushing river, the centrifugal force of the water flow was compared with the tornado, the actual pulling force was more terrifying than the invisible wind, the four of them were like leaves rushing down the waterfall, they couldn't stabilize their bodies at all, and they could only fall with the flow of water.

The water tore through the muscles, pressed against the chest, and made it extremely difficult to breathe, and the fingers of the four of them were clenched tightly because of the exertion, and the muscles were so white that they could hardly be pulled.

The biting undercurrent covered the crowd with layers of thick ice, and was quickly washed away by the current, and then covered and washed again, and the cycle repeatedly. Every time the thick ice fell, it tugged at the skin, as if it was about to tear it open alive. The pain was intense, and the chill was biting, but everyone had already been frozen, and they could only barely drive their fighting spirit to resist.

The speed of the fall continued to increase sharply, the water flow squeezed and stirred each other, the density became larger and larger, and the cold condensed together, making the fighting qi in the four people become sluggish, and the flow became more and more unsmooth, and it was impossible to resist it.

Xiao Yan quickly used the power of the ghost spirit, and a cold energy covered the whole body along the dantian, and then passed to everyone along the interlocking palms, and everyone's bodies warmed up a little and regained a little consciousness.

With the help of the power of the ghosts, the first thing everyone did after the chill subsided a little was to clasp each other's hands and tightly connect them in a circle.

The crowd continued to spin and fall in the direction of the current, and soon moved away from the centrifugal force at the center of the whirlpool.

Xiao Yan has two major ghosts, the cold has the least impact on him, he has been secretly measuring in his heart, it is estimated that everyone has fallen at least nearly three thousand meters, and it has not yet reached the end, and the direction of the dark river seems to be endless.

The further down he went, the deeper the chill became, but without the stumbling of the rapids, Xiao Yan and the others slowly stabilized their bodies and looked at the surrounding environment, but except for the sound of "whooshing" water, there was nothing around.

The crowd continued to fall.

There is no concept of time in the dark river, I don't know how long it has been, suddenly, there is a glimmer of light in the distance, and the speed of everyone's fall has magically slowed down, the light is getting stronger and stronger, and the speed of everyone's fall is getting slower and slower, zuihou, there is a light in front of them, and everyone's feet touched a layer of soft objects, and before they could react, they fell to the ground.

Feeling the solidity of the ground beneath their feet, everyone stood up. There is no water flow around, the air is very dry, looking up at the Xiangshang side, the water of the dark river stops on a layer of light curtain, which is very magical.

Everyone looked around, but it was still dark and silent, and there was no sound.

"It's finally on the ground, and it's the first time I've felt so uncomfortable in the air."

Xiao Zhan said as he stretched his muscles.

"This time, thanks to Xiao Shao's ghost power, otherwise there might have been a few ice sculptures coming down." Le Shaolong quipped, and a rare smile also appeared on Nan Erming's face.

"Let's just keep everyone safe, let's move on." Xiao Yan stood and gasped for a moment, and said to the three of them.

After more than ten miles of walking, the soil on the ground suddenly became soft, and the soles of the feet on it could be completely submerged. Everyone didn't care, but after walking out for hundreds of feet, everyone felt that it was getting more and more cold and biting, like a north wind blowing snow on their bodies.

"What the hell is this place? The further you go, the colder it gets. Xiao Zhan muttered.

Xiao Yan didn't speak, he was careful to watch his surroundings.

After everyone continued to walk for hundreds of meters, they saw dry bones all over the ground, dense and full of them, which had long been decayed, and if they stepped lightly, they would turn into ashes.

Under the liliang of time, nothing can last long, but this no longer seems to be like the place where the owner of the temple was built, more like another ancient ruins, could it be that there is another place connected to this illusion?

When they arrived at this place, the front began to become empty, like an ice cellar, and the cold wind blew on people's skin like knives, and the uneasiness in everyone's hearts increased.

Standing in place, Xiao Yan did not move, carefully looking at the surrounding environment.

This is a valley, and in the center of the valley stands a stone monument nearly ten meters high, which is very dilapidated, covered with mottled years, and the breath of antiquity flows on it.

Because of the long years of not seeing the sun, the valley is howling, the shadows are full, and there are hazy ghosts fluttering unconsciously, very faint, but there are no ghosts around the stele who dare to approach, as if the stele has some power to ward off evil spirits.

"It seems that another vicious fight will be avoided." Le Shaolong sighed with emotion and pulled out the double thorns. It seems that the shadow of the ancestor of the resentful spirit has not yet been removed in his heart.