Someone else rushed out of the storm.

After he recovered a little, his eyes were full of panic.

"Sure enough, it was a hell inside, and I almost lost myself completely in it."

He didn't want to go in again.

It's really terrible.

With this sentence, the impulse that had just arisen in some people was once again extinguished.

This man who almost died was stronger than most of the people who stayed. He felt fear, and these people were even less willing to enter.

People are like this.

Some people see hope in a desperate situation and move forward vigorously, like a carp leaping over the dragon's gate.

Some people see a deeper desperate situation in a desperate situation and stop, unwilling to retreat or go any further.

Soon, someone came back.

Likewise, his face was horrified and he was obviously frightened.

In fact, it is normal to be frightened. In that storm, it is simply no place for people.

Every minute and every second is tearing apart. If you relax your mind a little, you may fall into illusion.

This level of danger is much scarier than ordinary people walking on a tightrope.

One after another, people come back.

Regardless of fear or breakthrough, without exception, it is a serious injury.

Jiang Du was not the one who persisted until the end. He returned from dying midway and quietly recovered from his injuries.

After recovering, he put away the Zhenyuan Sword.

If the blow continues, the Zhenyuan Sword will be broken.

Without armor or weapons, Jiang Du rushed into the storm again.

Many people returned from the storm. After recovering, some people actually made the same choice as Jiang Du and rushed in again.

Of course, there are also some people who are not so lucky and are completely left in the storm.

The cycle goes back and forth.

Half a day finally passed.

Three figures landed on the top of the real holy city.

"happy!"

The disaster was dripping with blood, and part of his red armor was shattered, but he felt extremely happy.
Chapter completed!