According to the method of the Phantom Turtle, Zhu Jiuluo did not rescue Shi Yanyu but tossed himself into the demon wall.

She looked weakly at the Phantom Turtle that had been dragged in with her by the powerful suction, and seriously suspected that Ling Bai's intention in giving it to her in the first place was to help her or harm her.

Repeatedly, this old turtle is always on a business trip at the moment.

"Did you do it on purpose?" she held back for a long time before she shortened her curse into such a short question.

The Phantom Turtle was also embarrassed.

It is clearly written in the ancient books that the string of mantras is a mantra that opens the door to all innocence with the help of a passing lamp, how can it become like this after reciting it?

The trace of anxiety in his heart did not dare to show it, and he defended himself with a tough attitude: "The master doesn't want to save Shi Yanyu, how can he save him if he doesn't come in? ”

The Phantom Turtle was very proud of his impatience, and Zhu Jiuluo stared at it with wide eyes for a long time, but he couldn't find a reason to refute it.

She glared at it in a terrified manner, and finally had an epiphany.

This phantom soul turtle was sent by Ling Bai to deliberately anger her.

Out of sight and out of mind, its idea has always been rancid, so it's okay not to listen.

Without waiting for the Phantom Turtle to speak, she directly put it back, and began to look at the world in her magic wall with the Bodhi Transmission Lamp.

It was strange that when she was outside the wall, she heard the sound of fighting and the howl of pain inside, which made people feel like they had walked into the gates of hell.

And when she entered the world, all voices were gone.

It was quiet only to hear her breathing.

I don't know if the Buddha lamp in her hand is working.

As far as the light could see, she scanned her surroundings, and there was nothing but a staircase that stretched infinitely downward.

Jiuluo settled down and walked down the steps.

With every step, there was a sigh behind him.

She looked back vigilantly to find that the steps she had just walked had disappeared, leaving only a bottomless abyss.

She snorted coldly, it seemed that someone was forcing her to walk down step by step, not giving her a chance to turn back.

Now that she has come, she will not be afraid.

Even if she doesn't know the way forward and there are many dangers, she won't back down if she can't save people on this trip.

The Bodhi Transmission Lamp in his hand was held high, illuminating the countless steps under his feet, extending into the darkness.

After walking like this for an unknown amount of time, she felt that her legs were sore, and she finally finished the steps. The only thing that awaited her in front was a narrow wooden pontoon bridge over the cliff.

The gap between each piece of wood can leak down one person. Jiu Luo stood on the first plank of the pontoon and looked down, only to feel that there was a faint glimmer of light below, and gusts of cold wind swirled up from below.

Jiu Luo was slapped on his body by this wind, and he couldn't help but shiver.

She stretched out her arms and carried a lantern to shine ahead, trying to see the other side of the pontoon, but only a part of the pontoon bridge could be illuminated.

She tried to use her spiritual power to fly over, but she didn't know that her spiritual power was like being locked, and she couldn't release it at all.

Jiu Luo somewhat understood why the Phantom Turtle said that the people who were caught in the Wall of the Undead Demon would never be able to come out again.

I can't exert spiritual power at all, so how can I save myself.

I don't know what happened to Shi Yanyu?

Thinking of the danger here, Jiu Luo became more and more worried about him.

Since you can't fly, you can only walk through it step by step.

She tested the firmness of the plank under her feet, and slowly put her other foot on it as well.

Then, she leaned out her toes and stepped on the plank in front of her. One by one, one by one.

At first, the pontoon shook slightly, but the further she went, the more the pontoon swayed.

There is endless darkness in front, boundless darkness behind you, and a bottomless abyss under your feet.

Jiu Luo just looked at his feet and walked forward cautiously step by step, and suddenly a sharp whistling sound sounded from under his feet, and Jiu Luo looked down,

A huge shadow rushed up.