As soon as the Dark Supreme Elder entered, a complicated whirlwind hit him.
There are positive and negative whirlwinds, and each whirlwind is a sharp blade. If it is slightly blown, it will be disabled even if it is not dead.
The Dark Supreme Elder could only continue to concentrate his palm power to split the whirlwind.
The whirlwind is colorless and odorless, invisible and traceless, flying everywhere.
Even if it breaks up, it will condense into another group and attack again.
If this continues, his skills will be greatly depleted.
The Dark Supreme Elder has learned to be wise.
He only avoids but doesn't fight back.
Each level of the whirlwind was stronger than the previous level. It was very difficult for him to go down to the next level.
On the other hand, Gu Chunuan stood there quietly, with her back against the rock wall, her hands folded across her chest, and she watched him leisurely and contentedly as he passed through the barrier.
The Dark Supreme Elder was furious.
Gu Chunuan spread his hands and said innocently, "Maybe it's because I'm from the Jade tribe, so they didn't attack me."
"Find a way to stop the whirlwind."
"I'm only a fourth-level person, and I don't have much status in the clan. It's already great to be able to find the entrance to the endless abyss. How can I stop the whirlwind? Aren't you the top level person? Is it difficult for a mere whirlwind to defeat you?"
"Rumble..."
I just heard a loud noise, and I don't know what the Dark Supreme Elder did. The whirlwind flying in the sky suddenly stopped and no longer attacked the Dark Supreme Elder.
Gu Chunuan gave him a thumbs up, "Awesome."
An Hei snorted coldly and asked her to go down one level.
Gu Chunuan simply jumped down and raised her fingers towards him from the bottom.
There is no cyclone on the second floor, and nothing dangerous can be seen.
The Dark Supreme Elder hesitated for a moment, then jumped down.
Who would have thought that just after he jumped off the second floor, the air suddenly solidified, and snowflakes rose up in the sky. The petals of the snowflakes were as thin as blades, and they swept from all directions.
And the solid air covered his body with layers of ice, seeming to freeze him directly.
Even the speed of his palm movements was much slower.
Dark and angry.
This shit only attacks him.
Not attacking Gu Chunuan.
Gu Chunuan sat in the corner with her legs crossed and her chin propped up, waiting to see him break the formation.
The Dark Supreme Elder became more and more angry, no longer retaining his strength, and used the power of his palms to condense the torrential rain.
"Crash..."
The heavy rain poured down, corroding the sweeping snowflakes.
In the second level, the Dark Supreme Elder wins.
Although he won, the Dark Supreme Elder was not happy.
Because he spent too much energy on this level.
Gu Chunuan got up obediently, patted the wrinkled clothes on her body, pointed to the lower layer, "Can I jump down now?"
"Go down."
"Okay, as ordered."
After Gu Chunuan went down, the third floor was calm and there was no danger.
The Dark Supreme Elder gritted his teeth and followed.
Before he hit the ground, the air rose suddenly, and streams of sea of blood magma surged toward him, just like water flooding a low-lying area, threatening to completely submerge him.
The expression of the Dark Supreme Elder changed, and he wrapped his whole body with ice energy to fight against the blood sea magma.
He glared at Gu Chunuan hatefully.
Gu Chunuan blinked innocently.
Spreading his hands again, he said, "They only attack you and not me, so there's nothing I can do about it. Otherwise, I'd better wait for you to break through the blood sea magma before going down a level."
"How many floors are there in total?"
"It seems to be the tenth floor. Wen Shaoyi is on the tenth floor."
What……
Ten floors?
This level is harder to get through than the previous one.
I don’t know if he can break through to the tenth floor.
The Dark Supreme Elder couldn't imagine how Wen Shaoyi could survive on the tenth level after losing all his martial arts skills and being picked on the lute bone?