Under the dark cliff, countless monks fell for a while, and they made a tragically, and some even hit their bones on the cliffs in the air. They were more caught in the sleepy array until they died without any sound.
Although the three of them were prepared, the situation was very bad.
Although the flying magic weapon he manipulated was exquisite, the bottom of the cliff faintly exuded the suction of the people.
Fortunately, the bitter monk who fell in the air showed his furious golden body, his palms were like a sharp claw, and inserted into the cliff wall, which made the three people falling slowly.
Qing Ling was naturally reluctant to wait, and her injuries had returned to half. In the hand, the dragon sword flew up and stabbed out of the cliff.
A spark was splattered, and there was a dentation instantly on the cliff.
There was a painful pain from the bitter arms, and it was sweaty at this time.
"It's okay."
Qing Ling asked, she was very blame in her heart.
Since Lin Mingyuan's disappearance, her state has not been in good condition. It has rely on the help of hate and bitterness. Now she has finally woke up.
There was a little bit of a smile, and his anger disappeared. Fortunately, his body was strong, otherwise he could bear the strength of the three, and he was enough for him to eat a pot.
"The little monk is okay, what happened to this?"
Don't worry about himself, he put his eyes on the bottom of the cliff, and the monk fell from the sky. What followed was a heavy collision sound.
The three looked at each other and had the answer in their hearts.
It seems that this cliff is also at the end. If the three people shot a little slower, I am afraid that they will fall into a pool of meat.
"It's not a way to go on, let's find a way."
I would rather think about it and make a decision.
Now it is impossible to go up, and there is no way out of the cliff wall. Only sneak into the bottom of the cliff will there be a line of vitality.
"Amitabha, the little monk thinks so, and we are not far from the bottom of the cliff."
Throwing down the gravel without trying to go down, I can already hear the bottoming sound. This way, whether it is the illusion, the yellow sand, the giant crocodile, the formation, the three people have not stopped for a moment.
In one step, you won't give up anyway.
"In this way, Brother Ning and the bitter wait here, let me go down first."
Qing Ling took the initiative to ask, and the three of the three were preserved the best. At this time, she needed to stand up to share the pressure.
"It's not good, but we promised Lin Dao to take good care of you ..."
Ning Hate Tian was hesitant, after all, everyone can see that Qingling's condition is not good these two days, he is not very assured.
Qing Ling was a very strong person. Before he waited for Ning hate heaven to stop, he took a deep breath and slid down along the cliff.
The Youlong sword in his hand was inserted into the stone wall, and the sparks were brought along the way. Not long after, Qing Ling's body stopped, and she was surprised to find that at this time it had landed on the ground.
"Two, the bottom of the cliff is no longer deep!"
After receiving the passing sound of Qing Ling, it would be revealed on the face of the sky and the bitter face. If there is no death, there must be a blessing. Although it is very difficult along the way, there is no danger of life after all.
The three met at the bottom of the cliff.
The bottom of the black paint is illuminated by a faint fire, and there is a flowing water sounds around. It seems that there is a stream flowing here.
The corpses of monks were all around. They were so miserable that their original faces could not be seen at all. Qing Ling even saw many white bones.
Obviously, this is not the first time such a tragedy has happened here!
Ning Hentian could feel some light emitting in the distance. It seemed that not only the three of them survived by chance, but also some monks survived.
"Two donors, listen!"
Kunai made a silent gesture, signaling Ning Hentian and Qing Ling to listen.
The two of them calmed their minds and cleared their minds, and sure enough, a faint sound of bells entered their ears.
Why are there bells ringing on this cliff?
The three of them looked at each other and then made a decision.
They followed the sound of the bell and began to grope forward. The draft from the bottom of the cliff carried a salty and wet smell from time to time, making the three of them feel cold all over.
The sound of the bell seemed to be getting closer and closer, ringing in their ears. They stopped and stood in front of a stone wall.
There was a bell hanging on a protruding spot on the stone wall. It was being blown around by the wind, and the crisp sound kept coming.
"Donor Ning, look..."
Kunai was a little unsure. There were many white bones on the ground around him. They looked old, but this bell looked very strange.
Just as he was about to step forward to check, he saw that something was obviously wrong with Qing Ling.
Qing Ling's eyes were fixed on the bell, filled with disbelief.
"Fairy Qingling, what's wrong with you?"
Ning Hentian asked in surprise, he did not feel the fluctuation of the illusion here.
"Senior Lin!"
Qing Ling murmured to himself that this bell was very familiar to him, as he had often seen it on Lin Shanhe before.
She was still a little girl at that time, and every time she asked Lin Shanhe for advice, she would hear the sound of bells coming from him.
At that time, Qing Ling also teased Lin Shanhe, saying that he carried his daughter's belongings with him.
Lin Shanhe did not refute, instead he said that this bell was given to him when he met his wife, and it had never left his side for so many years.
What she didn't expect was that she actually saw it at the bottom of the cliff at the Devil's Eye. How could Qing Ling not be shocked?
Could it be that Senior Lin had been here before after entering the Demon Eye, so why did he leave behind the bell that he regarded as a treasure?
Many speculations flashed through Qing Ling's mind. She reached forward and took the bell into her palm.
"this.."
Ning Hentian wanted to stop it, but it was too late. Fortunately, after taking the bell, there was nothing strange around him. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Qing Ling with some exploration.
"This is the beloved object of an old friend of mine. I don't know why it appears here."
Qing Ling did not explain too much, because he would think of Xing Wudao's instructions, and a little ripples would occur in his heart. He thought that the master's explanation was just a casual comment, but he did not expect to be able to see traces of Lin Shanhe in the Demon Eyes.
Her mood was complicated. Thinking that Lin Mingyuan's whereabouts were unknown, she could only hold the bell tightly in her hand.
"I see."
Ning Hentian didn't ask further questions. He looked at the stone wall behind the bell and found some faint clues.
There are obviously man-made traces on the stone wall, and a sword-shaped groove is sunken into it, which looks very mysterious.
"Is there a mechanism here?"
The three of them looked at each other. The situation was obvious. There was something fishy on the stone wall in the surrounding area. It seemed that some kind of key was needed to trigger the mechanism. After entering the stone wall, we could find out.
At this moment, Qing Ling suddenly felt a dark wind blowing from behind.
At the bottom of the dark cliff, a trace of cold flashed, and suddenly hitting the Qingling!