At the beginning, everything was extraordinarily calm, with nothing strange at all.

But as Jiang Du continued to fly towards the upper world, a sense of crisis slowly appeared in Jiang Du's heart.

The twelfth heaven!

A big knife fell into Jiang Du's hand, and was immediately shrouded in gold and disappeared.

He looked up.

Something is wrong.

Where is the crisis?

It seems that the sense of crisis is not coming from the upper world.

But...

Below?

Jiang Du lowered his head and looked at the skeleton holding a long knife under him.

Suddenly, his body retreated crazily.

A chill rose crazily from his heart.

Just now, he was 100% sure that the skeleton's face was facing down.

But just now, when he looked at it, the skeleton's face was actually looking at him.

"call……"

A gust of wind started to blow slowly at some point.

The gray dust began to swirl with the wind, covering the skeletons wearing broken armor.

"Shashasha..."

The slight sound kept ringing.

Jiang Du was suspended between heaven and earth. Although the source of the Nightmare Realm enveloped him, he felt that countless pairs of eyes were looking at him at this time.

Look at him without blinking.

Jiang Du's scalp was numb, and he looked towards the thirteenth heaven.

The crisis below was constantly impacting his mind, seeming to remind him.

up!

up!

up!

But Jiang Du felt something was wrong, something was very strongly wrong.

Calm down, must stay calm!

The skill of concentration is applied to Jiang Du himself.

Jiang Du looked at the figures slowly getting up, holding the Zhenyuan Sword tightly in his hand.

On the vast land, countless figures condensed by gray dust looked at Jiang Du with a pair of eyes without any emotion.

up……

up……

This inexplicable crisis reminder kept reminding Jiang Du to run up.

But there was a hint of ferocity on Jiang Du's face.

"Study hard to make progress every day. I am no longer a student, but I want to go down!"
Chapter completed!