She was afraid of falling for twenty breaths, and she, who had been falling, finally remembered that she could float up, and her screams suddenly stopped. Duan De, who was following behind, found nothing special.

"What are you doing?"

“Exercise what you’re missing.”

"What am I missing?"

She didn't care. She stuffed the bone into her arms when she came up. This made her feel more at ease. Duan De didn't want her to be clingy, and it would be difficult to deal with danger. This damn place was not an ideal choice for an outing, but he couldn't take it out.

, and finally gave up reluctantly.

The body no longer fell on its own, but Duan De still looked carefully. The cliffs on both sides were more than thirty feet apart. This was completely within the detection range of his spiritual consciousness. He finally discovered something after half an hour of falling.

There is a sword mark on the cliff, which is filled with chill and cold ice. Duan De approaches and examines the sword mark from top to bottom. This is the residual power that was swept away. Bai Bing'er used the Sky Ice Bead.

We can't be sure about anything else, but we can be sure that they went down from here. It's debatable whether they were chasing something or not.

"Xuan Bing Sect's extremely cold Tao Yun!"

"I know, idiot!"

"Didn't you say that only those monk brothers and I are sisters? Where did the Ice Sect come from?"

"You said it yourself, I didn't say that there is a Netherworld Sect here."

"Ah? Really? Didn't you say that?"

"Stop talking nonsense and let's go. Maybe we can catch up and collect their bodies!"

Yes, Duan De sensed the dangerous aura, and it got stronger as he went down. This girl probably hadn't killed many people before, so she couldn't feel anything normal.

"It's possible. Are you cold?"

"Oh, it's cold. Are you going to give me your own clothes?"

This is a cold, not directed at the body, but directed at the soul, cold!

"How can I give you clothes when I'm cold? What should I wear if I give them to you?"

Don't worry about this kind of thing. Duan De's joke was not funny at all. At least, he didn't laugh. It was deep and dark, swallowing everything. To be honest, Duan De was a little timid.

The cracks began to tighten as they went down, and the cold air became heavier. It was probably not more than two or three thousand feet deep, and no other traces were seen. There was a faint flicker of light underneath!

Duan and De stopped at a fork. On the left side, there was a horizontal crack more than ten feet wide. Going vertically below, there was a glimmer of light flashing. There were clear traces of a fight here.

Moreover, the extreme cold has become a bit dense, and there is no cold air, or the air is extremely dry, which cannot form the kind of temperature difference cold air. Both sides are the same source of this cold air.

There are traces of magic and damage to magic weapons everywhere here. Duan De checked and distinguished them all. He didn’t know where those people had gone!

"This belongs to Senior Sister Wei, this belongs to Senior Brother Fashang, this belongs to Junior Sister Miaohe, this belongs to Junior Brother Fakong..."

Miao Xin seemed to suddenly have an enlightenment. He pointed at the traces one by one and told Duan De who belonged to them. The other two sects could only rely on his own judgment, leaving Miao Xin to stand at the crack that collapsed.

He checked both sides for several miles. Strangely, there were traces of fighting on both sides. There was a kind of scratch that was obviously not that of a cultivator. It revealed this extreme coldness. Each scratch had four fingers and the nails should be at least one foot long.

Among them, the horizontal one has more traces of Buddhist cultivation, and the vertical one has more traces of Dao Yun from Netherworld Sect and Xuanbing Sect. Are they two? Have they gone their separate ways? What is that shining point below?

Dead man's magic weapon?

It was so quiet that there was no such thing as wind. It was so quiet that it could drive ordinary people crazy. Duan De and Xuan Bingzong did not deal with it and saw the bright spots, but they still pulled Miao Xin through the horizontal crack.

The cracks were also sloping downwards along the way, and there were traces of fighting everywhere.

"Miaoxin, they seem to be in a lot of trouble. There must be quite a few monsters. Everyone seems to be fighting."

"Will they be okay?"

"I'm not sure the fighting area is very large. Let's watch as we walk."

Duan De didn't think he could find anyone alive. If a fight broke out in a place like this, it could be heard thousands of miles away. The sound could travel very far through the limited space.

One corpse, it shouldn't be two corpses put together. It's a bit tragic. It seems that he didn't have time to self-destruct his Nascent Soul. He is a monk. Miaoxin can't see it yet.

Duan De quickly pulled her, who was looking around carelessly to identify traces, and approached the tragic scene that his spiritual consciousness found.

"Senior Brother Falin!"

Miao Xin exclaimed! She walked a few steps quickly and was pulled back by Duan De. Her face was filled with tears and she sobbed as she shook off Duan De's bone claw on his shoulder.

"Don't go up there. It's poisonous. Didn't you see it?"

The monster is very strange, about one foot tall, like an erected insect. The head should have no eyes. It is now broken and cannot be seen. The whole thing looks like an old adobe wall covered with thatch.

The horizontal part, apart from the whiskers falling on both sides, is twelve pairs of legs, which look like branches of a tree stick, are as thick as a bowl, and have complex ant-like claws under their feet.

The upright part has two claws, which are somewhat similar to the forelimbs of Tyrannosaurus rex. They have four side-by-side claws with a triangular shape, a dark green edge, and dense barbs, which are probably poisonous.

The top of the head is a big mouth with four petals. There are no nostrils, ears or other parts. The broken head is ink-black slurry that has frozen. The big mouth is full of long and short messy cone-shaped sharp teeth. The whole thing is not like stone.

Similar color, earthy gray.

The poor monk was only left with the upper part of his chest, his skin was dark green and black, and the part in his mouth was pierced by countless sharp teeth. A wooden fish hammer fell to the ground under his hanging right arm. Duan De estimated that this was Lin.

A dead blow tool, although there is no liquid stuck to it.

From this, it seems that this thing is very fast, so that most of their attacks hit the empty space. The monk had to be bitten before he had a chance to hit it. There are no other obvious injuries on this thing.

"This thing is not simple! Even if I have the consciousness to attack, I have to attack with a range first, and then wait for it to freeze for a moment before striking a fatal blow. There are probably a lot of these things, and it is difficult for me to take care of both. The power of the consciousness is also limited."

Miao Xin ignored Duan De and kept crying. Duan De could understand her mood. It was estimated that the monk must have been kind to her during his lifetime. Duan De's dirty thoughts did not rule out that the monk had ulterior motives.

"Let's go, put this hammer away, and the space ring. I can leave it to you, but I want all the elixirs in it that can replenish the essence and spiritual consciousness."

Duan De's spiritual consciousness hooked two items. The spiritual consciousness imprinted the person's death and the lamp was extinguished. The monk's family wealth was okay. There was nothing too good. Even if Duan De had it, he would be too embarrassed to take it. This person can also be regarded as a family member.

I didn’t keep the Jingyuan Pills, I ate them all, and I could recover a little bit, but there were no pills to restore my consciousness. They were scarce materials and expensive.

"Senior brother's body?"

Miao Xin put away the magic weapon and put the space ring into a small purse on her waist. She waved her hand to destroy the body. Duan pulled her and shook her head and said: "We haven't been discovered yet. The way forward is unknown. Your senior brother died here in the battle."

, with this cold and freezing air, it probably won’t rot for a long time.”

"But, my Buddhist disciples can ascend to the bliss of the Western Heaven only if they turn into ashes."

Duan De could stab the monster with a butcher's knife, and the remaining essence would be sucked dry and turned into ashes naturally, but he couldn't bear it. If the two were put together, the monk would be sucked as well.

"Don't you have to look back?"

"Well, let's go quickly, maybe we can help them!"
Chapter completed!