Chapter Forty-Eight: The Most Terrifying Place
Ji Wusheng originally stayed at the entrance for a good time, looking at the embarrassed performance of everyone around him, he was still a little proud in his heart.
But soon something unexpected happened.
Just under Ji Wusheng's feet, a huge crack suddenly appeared.
Ji Wusheng had already maintained a high degree of consistency with the frequency of the original earthquake at this time, and there was no time to change it in an instant.
I could only watch myself fall into this pit that suddenly appeared.
The deep pit in front of him was bottomless, like a gluttonous mouth, which made Ji Wusheng a little desperate in an instant.
"I swear I won't be so prodigal next time, and I must hide it well. ”
At this moment, Ji Wusheng only had this thought left in his mind.
Just after Ji Wusheng fell into the deep pit that suddenly appeared under his feet, a huge rock fell above him to re-plug the crack, and no one noticed that a person had fallen under this stone.
Boom!
"It hurts!"
I don't know how long it was, it could be a moment or a few hours, Ji Wusheng suddenly his ass seemed to hit the ground of the stone.
Ji Wusheng was still relieved, it was good that he didn't die.
But when he saw the world he was in, he suddenly froze.
Ji Wusheng rubbed his eyes repeatedly to make sure he wasn't hallucinating.
I saw a lush grassland appear in front of him.
The sky was an endless blue, but there was no sun, but the light was always bright.
Ji Wusheng stepped heavily on the ground and then jumped up, looking down from a high point.
This grassland is a little more lush than the average grassland, and it almost reaches his knees.
Beneath the arid surface of the northwest, a grassland has appeared?
Ji Wusheng was stunned for an instant.
Could it be that this is the world of underground people?" Ji Wusheng thought a little cranky.
This world is so vast, and it is normal for people to appear underneath
"Hey, is there anyone here?"
Ji Wusheng began to shout loudly, hoping that there would be a living person to communicate with him.
But unfortunately, he has been shouting for more than ten minutes, and there is still no one in front of him.
And after the mutation just now, the supplies on his body no longer know where to go.
Especially the water, because of the stimulation just now, he felt that his throat was a little dry.
If he couldn't find supplies, he would probably die of thirst.
That's when he understood the importance of supplies.
In the past, when he was in Jicheng, he was the boss of Jifu, and there were countless servants and maidservants to help him with these trivial matters.
But when he is away from home, these little things can only be solved by himself.
At this moment, how he wished he had a ring for the storage of crosses.
It was full of all the supplies he needed, but all he could think about was for now.
There are storage items in this world, but instead of storage rings, they are items called storage bags.
It is rumored to be made from the stomach of a powerful demon beast, and it exists in small quantities in the countries of the Gufeng Dynasty.
However, because of the scarcity of quantity, each one is worth a lot of money, and even Ji Wusheng's family can't afford it.
The price of each storage bag is more than one million gold coins, and it is still in a state of unstocked price.
Ji Wusheng was ruthless in his heart, he must buy a storage bag after going out this time, even if he smashed the pot and sold iron, but now he can only rely on his own will to resist this predicament.
This prairie is so big that I haven't seen anyone after walking like this.
And this place is very quiet, so quiet that it is weird, which makes Ji Wusheng's heart a little hairy.
Not only was there no low chirping of mosquitoes, not even the sound of the wind, only the rustle of Ji Wusheng's feet on the grass, and the sound of his own blood flowing.
I don't know if it's been long since I left, and Ji Wusheng is a little desperate.
Ji Wusheng sat down on the ground, lowered his head and pulled out a piece of grass on the ground, put it under his nose and sniffed it, but then he couldn't help frowning.
Because this grass does not have the fragrance of ordinary grass, it does not have any taste, only the color and shape are similar to grass.
After throwing away the grass in his hand, Ji Wusheng continued to walk aimlessly on this mysterious grassland.
Only by keeping going can Ji Wusheng maintain hope.
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And the people at the entrance of the secret realm took a brief rest after the earthquake and began the journey to the secret realm.
However, when everyone entered the secret realm, the bustling team suddenly became silent, and their faces became very ugly.
A large area of unknown corpses appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and everyone who saw this scene in front of them was dumbfounded.
The corpses were no less than a thousand in size, and the corpses were flanked by various fallen weapons.
Some of the corpses seem to be relatively old, and they have been more than ten years old, but some of the corpses are relatively intact, and it seems that the time is not long.
All the corpses are no longer recognizable, all of them are stumps and severed arms, and it is impossible to distinguish who is whom.
"Who did it?"
Everyone present had such a thought in their minds, and looking at the dried blood stains all over the ground, many warriors spit it out directly.
All this in front of me shows that an unknown change has occurred in this secret realm, whether it is these people who were killed or the people who killed them, it seems very abrupt.
At this time, some warriors boldly stepped forward to investigate, but unexpectedly found a corpse that did not belong to a human being.
I saw that this creature was all black, and its thick arms were more than three times larger than that of ordinary humans.
The snake-like skin was covered with thin scales, and there was dried blood on it.
"What kind of monster is this?"
Everyone was a little curious at this time.
And in the crowd, the two warriors, one fat and one thin, looked around a little inexplicably.
"Hey, there's no here, could it be that my brother is really dead?"
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At this time, Ji Wusheng didn't know the tragic situation at the gate of the secret realm, and he was still moving forward in this strange prairie.
Although he was walking in a straight line, he was not sure if he was going in circles because he had no references.
This place is the most terrifying place Ji Wusheng has ever seen, there is no one.
The power of loneliness has reached the extreme, and it seems that there is only one person's loneliness left in this world, and if the will is a little weaker, I am afraid that they will be driven crazy.
Fortunately, Ji Wusheng was determined, licked his somewhat chapped lips and continued to move forward.
At this moment, he missed Ji Fu Qiu'er's craftsmanship a little, whenever Ji Wusheng was tired, Qiu'er would press him with a pair of slender hands to relieve his fatigue.
Then Ji Wusheng shook his head, pressed the muscles on his body hard, felt the pain in his body, and kept reminding himself that he must persevere.
But at this moment, a violent vibration was suddenly heard not far away.
Ji Wusheng's face changed instantly.