Their hearts were shaken, and they were so shocked by such antiquity and mystery that their blood stopped flowing, and some of them almost lost their feet, and almost fell headlong from the Yongdao crossing, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Zar muttered, and at the end of the words, elongated into meaningless **.

Ji Ge struggled to remove his eyes from the endless holes on the rock wall in all directions, like mountains, and lowered his head, just a quick glance, he already felt his chest sluggish, and there was a feeling of numbness in his scalp.

At their feet was a circular basin that Ji Ge had never seen before, with the position they were in, a hundred feet high, overlooking the unobstructed view, the smoke and steam of the basin gushed up, and there was a wet mist of unknown origin in the air, like a thin veil, and the air was filled with extremely heavy moisture.

If Ji Ge is asked to imagine that there is some kind of huge force to form this majestic scene in front of him, then there is only the terrifying power of the broken void and the burning of the stars by the meteorite in the sky, but Ji Ge knows that since the mountain where the ancient castle stands has not been destroyed, it is impossible for the meteorite to fall into the belly of the mountain out of thin air.

It may be that the terrible high temperature in the corridor left indelible scars in the body before, and now it suddenly came out, but not long after falling around, all the teenagers felt severe pain in their eyeballs, as if they had been poked into their eye sockets by an awl, which was unbearable.

Some people even blinked their eyelids and rubbed them with their hands, and a little bit of bright red trickled down their fingers, which made them terrified and screamed in horror, afraid that their eyes were blind.

Ji Ge looked at the people who were still screaming, covering their eyes with trembling fingers, and also felt that the bloodshot in their eyes was getting more and more, and the eyes on the lowered face were already blood-red.

His nose was a little out of breath, his breath was slightly short, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and take a few deep breaths, the air above the basin seemed to be filled with some strange smell that made people's minds disordered, like heavy metal, Ji Ge suddenly felt some itching at the base of his tongue behind his throat.

He coughed violently, the rust-smelling scarlet sweetness in his chest came up, he reached out to gag his mouth, and the next moment, he slowly spread his palm, and there was a dark red blood clot on it that was half-condensed and half-dissolved, and the color was already purple, like mixed with internal organ fragments.

Ji Ge quietly put his hands behind his back and clenched them tightly, turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, wiped the corners of his mouth dry, Char silently watched Ji Ge's movements on the side, his eyes flashed with worry, and he knew in his heart that if there was no place to replenish and recuperate from his injuries, not only Ji Ge, but also himself would not last long.

Breathing the smelly air into the body, not only did some people in the crowd cough one after another, but their frightened eyes looked around each other, and they all saw red more or less.

They didn't dare to look at it again, take a sip more, and the shock that touched their bodies and minds for the first time was replaced by the fear that happened to them all around them, and they instinctively smelled a qi machine that was even more dangerous than the road.

The guide quietly stared at the rock wall full of holes in front of him, and was surprisingly slightly stunned, as if he thought of the past, but was soon awakened by the frightened and panicked teenagers behind him.

He simply withdrew his gaze, stopped thinking about it, and looked back at the young people, with no displeasure or tenderness on his face.

The basins, the walls, and the ubiquitous gases here seemed to be poisonous, making them even more embarrassed than they had been in the tunnels. All of them were red-faced, sweating like rain, no longer calm, but their faces showed panic, like ants on a hot pot.

There is also the burning heat that cannot be shaken off from the beginning to the end of the maggot into the belly of the mountain, and the skin on their exposed bodies is red, and the blood flow is accelerated, and the more sweat flows.

The guide frowned slightly, too weak would always run into trouble that they had long overlooked. With a wave of his hand, a dark wind swept out of his cuffs, not strong, but swirling at a speed that was beyond the naked eye, gently wrapping the teenagers in it.

From head to toe was wrapped in this black yin wind, everyone put down their hearts slightly, as if they were separated from their surroundings, and they were no longer scorched by the scorching heat in an independent small world, and even a little bit of the shade of the sparse shadows under the forest at night, which gave their faces a little brilliance.

The walls were dark and dark, and they could see everything outside, but it was dimmed, erasing its own color.

Ji Ge breathed slightly, the yin wind was born and died, and a cool qi machine was put into his throat, Ji Ge felt that his pain seemed to be smoothed a lot, and he recovered a lot of strength in his hands and feet in a short time.

Zar even felt curious, and made a bold move when everyone couldn't react, stretching out a hand and gently trying to touch the wind wall formed by the swirling yin wind, not ignorant of the severity, just cautiously probing, ready to take it back if something was wrong.

What Ji Ge didn't expect was that Zar was not injured, it stands to reason that his fingers should have been cut by the wind and splattered with blood and crushed into powder, and the unpredictable and rapidly rotating wind wall that could be seen with the naked eye was actually easily pierced by his five fingers.

The yin wind seemed harmless, or the master's mind did not choose to harm Tsar.

After noticing that the guide's gaze had turned, Char hurriedly withdrew his hand, put it under his eyes and looked at it again, and only put it down after making sure that it was really okay, and laughed a few times at the back of the guide who had taken his eyes away.

The guide lifted his feet and stepped straight into the void, step after step, as if stepping on steps, until his body was completely suspended in the air, but it was as if he were walking on the ground.

Looking at the back of the guide stepping on the void, without a shadow, through the wall of wind, the teenagers were stunned, thinking of something, but they didn't immediately understand.

Suddenly, Ji Ge felt that the yin wind was moving.

Some people suddenly feel that their feet are empty, and when they look down, they are half exposed outside the Yongdao crossing, and they are about to fall, and the height of a hundred zhang makes people dizzy, and they panic, close their eyes and cry out, and they don't know where to put them.

But they did not fall, the yin wind wrapped around them, like an eggshell without gaps, and from below there was an invisible hand holding it, and hundreds of people just like this floated up and down, and followed the figure of the guide to the faster and faster, towards the opposite rock wall that seemed to have been pierced into a sieve, and flew away!

Yes, it's flying.

Ji Ge has cultivated black qi until now, and he doesn't dare to say that he has become a transformation realm, and he has also achieved a small success, but he can only fall down with a strong body that is short in the air.

And flying has always been a heaven-sent creature with wings, or a person who has penetrated the blood method, and only those who have the talent that has been handed down through the ancient world can do it freely without pretending to be anything else and external forces.

If such a scene were seen in the sky of the wasteland, the ignorant and ordinary people would surely have their eyes widen and panic, and they would prostrate themselves on the ground and worship.

None of them had ever had such an experience, and their young eyes were bright, new and frightened.

Everything at the exit of the road and under their feet gradually moved away from them, and when they looked down, they were the basin of the grave, and from time to time the round hole in it erupted into the sky, soaring and swimming, and some even brushed the wind that enveloped them, causing them to make several false alarms.

In the blink of an eye, the yin wind crossed the huge basin, and the vacated body began to descend.

The figure of the guide disappeared in the blink of an eye, and once again appeared, the black giant on the edge of the basin beneath the rock wall.

He didn't control it, but the yin wind kept following him, seemingly very slow but actually extremely fast, slowly descending, the basin gradually became clear in his eyes, and faded and disappeared the moment the boys' feet fell to the ground.

Without the shelter of the yin wind, the heat and discomfort came instantly, but the bottom of the basin was much lighter than the exit of the Yongdao on Baizhang, and the smell was lighter, barely able to withstand it for a while.

It was no different from the basin seen from the air, barren as death, with gullies formed by great cracks, like piercing scars, and the crust turned up, and there was nothing but desolate stones and occasional bulging lumps.

This is a place of decay, full of holes, and even the dampness that permeates the air seems to resist, and it does not condense into droplets of water attached to it.

But there was one thing that was different from looking down from above, or rather, it was only an inconspicuous black particle the size of an ant, and there were many black-clad men walking through the edge of the basin, bowing their heads and going about their own ways, silently speaking, without any communication with each other.

This scene is too dull, obviously there are many living people, and even people are the most things in the basin, but it is like a pool of stagnant water, which makes people feel depressed by themselves.

Even if hundreds of teenagers descended from the sky with the mighty sound of the yin wind, the people in black did not have any surprise, let alone stop to watch, and even lacked interest in turning their heads to look over.

The guide was not surprised, his expression was calm, and as soon as he waved, several people in black who passed by saw him coming over.