After leaving this Death Canyon, I thought I would definitely continue walking down, otherwise it would not be called the Gate of Hell. But what I didn’t expect was that after leaving the canyon, it turned out to be a winding path, and the mountains on both sides became more and more steep. The part we could see on this path was at most half a meter wide, with cliffs on one side and cliffs on the other. Moreover, looking further away, it was clouds and mist, and I couldn’t see anything clearly, so it would definitely be more and more difficult to walk.

I go, it is said that the ancient Shu Road is difficult, and it is more difficult than the blue sky. But compared with the Kunlun Mountain Hell Gate Path in front of me, it is just that.

I looked carefully for a while and found that there was only this road in front of me, and there was no other way to go. Whether it was the cliff on the left or the cliff on the right, there was no way to go except flying.

I turned around and asked Hogan and Ying'er, "You two aren't afraid of climbing highs, are you? If you are afraid, just say it earlier, otherwise, if you go up and get down, it will be troublesome."

Fu Ying'er smiled and said, "Brother, I grew up in the mountains since I was a child. Although I know that there is a fear of heights, I have no idea what is going on."

Hogan also said with a smile: "I'm not afraid of heights, don't worry, brother, let's go."

I was also happy and smiled and said, "Hogan, of course you are not afraid of heights anymore. If the King Kong Ape is also afraid of heights, then you will be really a ghost."

We no longer chat and focused on walking on this rugged mountain road. It was half a meter wide, and if we accidentally fell down, we would die. On our left, there was a flat mountain wall, and there was no way to borrow any force. Fortunately, I had been training for several years and thought I was not afraid of the situation of high places.

We walked for half an hour and looked back. The exit of Death Canyon more than 30 meters wide turned into a small black dot. Looking to the right, it was really invisible, with thick white mist below. This was a slope. If it was a straight slope, we probably had already walked upwards for seven or eight thousand meters. It seemed that the gate of hell was not underground, but on the top of the mountain.

After understanding this link, I asked Hogan and Ying'er to take a break. The little fairy flew to a very high place, looked around, and shook his head with us. The fog in the distance was too heavy and he really found nothing. We were about to set off, but suddenly, I felt a strong wind rushing towards us. Although Hogan looked honest, he was particularly sensitive. He directly buckled a large piece of mud and stone from the mountain wall and threw it forward. With a "bang", a ball of mud and a bamboo arrow exploded in the air. The bamboo arrow bowed and pounced into thick fog on the cliff. The mud and stones broke into pieces and splashed and spread out.

As the bamboo arrow was knocked down by us, we saw a tall man with messy hair and dirty clothes, looking like a savage with dirty clothes, walked out of the fog in front, holding a bow in his hand and a basket of bamboo arrows behind his back. The man's face was not clear, but his bright eyes could make people feel a strong murderous intent, just like the three of us were his father-killing enemies.

Kunlun Mountain has been a holy place in the human world and the wizard world for tens of thousands of years, and there have been many people living in this mountain for a long time. Therefore, I don’t think it’s strange to meet people here. But we have other purposes here, not to seek revenge. Although this strange man is so mean to us with arrows, since it’s not hit, it’s fine.

Seeing that he was about to get closer, I said, "Brother, we are ordinary tourists from afar. We don't want to offend you or make any attempts. We don't want to make trouble. So, please give me some convenience and let us continue moving forward." I was very kind.

This man stood by the thick fog area, and we were only a few dozen meters away from the thick fog. After hearing my words, he did not move or sound, and we looked at each other awkwardly. Then, he put Ying Gong behind his back and turned to walk into the thick fog again. I really couldn't see through. Is this man going to be tough? Did he hit us hard for no reason?

I turned around and emphasized to Hogan and Ying'er that in addition to the thick fog, I also had to worry about someone setting up a hidden arrow. It is possible that the person just now was not alone. The thick fog was heavy at the top of the mountain, and the visibility was only seven or eight meters. If someone sneaked into us, our reaction time would be very small. We simply renovated it. In order to prevent the hidden arrows, the three of us carried the mountaineering bags to the front. Fortunately, we had such a defense. As soon as we took a step, we heard the sound of the "swooshing" arrows breaking the wind. It was too late to hide. Two bamboo arrows directly penetrated the backpack and pressed against my fierceness. Although the backpack blocked the strength of the bamboo arrows and we were not injured, the pain of the impact was still extremely uncomfortable. If we had not been prepared in advance, these two arrows would have directly let Hogan and I go to the King of Hell in the Netherworld.

This "savage" grandson is really cruel. He doesn't know what's going on with us. He just came here, so he made such a ruthless move. We are glad that there were two more "buzzing" sounds of bow pulling. Before we could hear the sound of bamboo arrows breaking through the air, my retreat was a pain. I go, this damn grandson gave my grandfather a perfect penetrating wound. This grandson, I am a web string as grandfather. This pain was simply, but I didn't dare to move. I quickly leaned to the left and stuck my whole body to the mountain wall. I was afraid that I would be in pain, so I accidentally fell into the depths of the cliff on the right.

Since I was walking in front, Hogan and Ying'er were not hurt, and the little goblin could fly, and it was okay. Before I could react from the pain, Hogan was angry, "This grandson, brother, I'll go up first and deal with him. Let's go forward, wait for me."

As Hogan said, he rushed forward and disappeared. After the pain, I had time to look at the wounded buckle. A cold sweat broke out all over my body. I went there, and in a while, I had to kill this grandson who fired the hidden arrow. My retreat came out with a piece of black blood, which was simpler than bright red, and even more shocking. This grandson not only fired the cold arrow, but also applied poison to the arrow. In this moment, with the wounded buckle as the center, I felt like there were ten thousand ants biting me. I really wanted to grab it and pull out the arrow quickly, but with great determination, I restrained myself.

On the contrary, Fu Ying'er was very calm at this time and showed a calmness that was not commensurate with her eleven years old. After she supported me and leaned against the mountain wall, she said, "Brother, this arrow poison is very strong. Don't move now. Just lean on it quietly, and exhale with big buttons. I'll find a way to detoxify you. I have a way. Brother, you must not panic, Hogan will be back soon."
Chapter completed!