There was still clouds and mist in front of me, and I couldn't tell the way, but Murong Yan asked everyone to walk forward, but she didn't know where she was now and why she was so clear about everyone's location.
Kang Long looked at the other people, Yan Ruyu walked forward without hesitation, Ma Shiyu followed closely behind, Ma Benlei naturally believed his sister, Kang Long and the other three looked at each other, Zhao Kuangyin nodded and said, "I believe it." This girl." She followed her as she said that.
Kang Long had just said something he didn't trust Taoist sect, but now he seemed to suddenly forget it. He turned his head and followed him, Zhuge Gan carrying his wife behind Kang Long.
The group of people counted silently in their hearts, and the distance of twenty steps was soon arrived.
The fog in front became even thicker, almost becoming a steamy water vapor. Behind the fog, there was a very strange circular portal. The portal was divided into black and white, very much like the Tai Chi pattern of later generations. The only difference was the two Yin and Yang fish. The distribution is not regular, and the two poles of the head are also very small.
"Those who enter Wuji Pavilion press the white pole, and those who enter Wuji Pavilion press the black pole." It was still Murong Yan's ethereal voice floating from the air, floating, making people unable to tell her specific location.
Yan Ruyu reached out and pressed the black point. A large amount of white mist surged out of the portal. Yan Ruyu exclaimed and disappeared from the spot. Ma Shiyu was a little scared, but when she saw Kang Long looking at her strangely, she looked at her neck. Yang also pressed the black pole, but exclaimed the same, but most of the joy were gone and disappeared in place.
Ma Benlei squatted halfway and looked at Zhuge Gan. Zhuge Gan told his wife a few words and hugged her horizontally and placed her on Ma Benlei's back. Ma Benlei did not reach out to hold Bai Yu in view of the difference between men and women. Instead, he let him kneel on his back, bowed his waist, greeted Kang Long, reached out to hold the black pole, and disappeared in place.
Now it was the three of them. Zhao Kuangyin laughed and said, "Brother Kang, you are the number one in this martial arts list. You should be at the forefront, please!"
Kang Long cursed secretly, "Fuck, you're really a bit sensible." The person who started this is usually the role of a pathfinder. If there is any danger on the road, I'm afraid I'll be the first to encounter it."
Kang Long thought about it, but he still reached out to press the white dot. He felt an inexplicable force coming from the white dot. His fingers hurt slightly, and a large amount of white mist surged. Kang Long couldn't help but move forward. One step, almost screaming!
Damn, what kind of passage is in front of it? It is actually the edge of a cliff. Damn, isn't this a scam? If you don't know it, take another step forward, then don't fall down the cliff directly. It's broken into pieces.
In such a sudden situation, even if a master of the grandmaster level encounters it, he will be seriously injured.
Before Kang Long could react, someone pushed him behind him, followed by Zhao Kuangyin's laughter, "How can Brother Kang block the way? Is there anything good? Let me see!"
Kang Long couldn't stand when he was pushed. He rushed straight towards the cliff directly below in front, and cursed in surprise: "Damn it, Zhao Kuangyin, you dare to push me!"
Zhao Kuangyin was even more sad. He took a step in, but because Kang Long was blocking him, he didn't see the situation ahead clearly. He thought Kang Long was stunned by something and forgot to leave, so he pushed him and then took a step. After following, but after stepping on the air, my body involuntarily fell down and screamed, "Damn it, why is it a cliff!"
Zhuge Gan walked at the end, laughed loudly after entering the portal. Without waiting for Kang Long and the others to greet him, he jumped down the cliff himself, adjusting his posture in the air, and said leisurely: "You two don't need to panic, you can move your mind. If you have any merit, you will naturally fall. This is the real way to the sky to enter Wuji Pavilion."
Fortunately, Kang Long had already reacted after screaming, and quickly adjusted his posture, relaxed his head and feet, and activated the mysterious energy in his dantian. He felt the wind whistling in his ears, and the scenery around him was constantly changing, very similar to before. I watched a domestic TV series "Journey to the West" where Monkey King rides somersaults, but he is flying upwards, and he is falling, which is a world of difference.
Zhao Kuangyin also adjusted his posture and asked Zhuge Gan strangely: "Brother Zhuge, have you entered Wuji Pavilion before? How do you know that this is the road to heaven to Wuji Pavilion?"
Zhuge Gan's face changed slightly, his expression seemed a little lonely. After a moment, he said: "Strictly speaking, this is not a road to heaven, but a road to death. Below is the Valley of Death under Luoyan Peak, built in the Valley of Death. There is a very special passage, which is the real road to heaven. The road to heaven leads directly to Wuji Hall, and the part that passes through Wuji Hall is called the Tongtian Corridor by the world. My grandfather once entered Wuji Pavilion, hey, I’m not afraid of you two knowing that these three talents Juque swords are actually something my grandfather brought out from Wuji Pavilion. After the research of our three generations of grandparents and grandchildren, we finally mastered the method of using this sword.”
Kang Long and Zhao Kuangyin both exclaimed, but Zhuge Gan reminded him: "Two, you are about to land. Below is the most feared place in the Valley of Death, the Death Swamp. Pay attention to your feet, in order to prevent anyone from mistakenly. In the Death Swamp, several black silk screens were arranged on it, and a large number of vines were planted between the mountain walls. Just be careful, grab the vines on the mountain walls, or see the black silk screens under your feet, and borrow silk. The rebound power of the net can easily reach the death tower."
As he spoke, the three of them had already landed at the bottom. Kang Long looked at it carefully and saw that the mountain wall was covered with tough old vines, and there were several extremely ugly wire mesh on the black swamp.
If the force under the feet is uneven, don't be directly cut by the wire mesh and hurt. Falling down from such a high cliff, even if you have controlled the falling posture now, the gravity inertia is so great that it is fundamentally the It is not a problem that can be solved by Xuangong and Qi.
Kang Long shouted loudly, his body suddenly changed, and he rushed directly to the mountain wall not far away. When he was about to approach the mountain wall, he reached out to grab an old vine. The body's downward momentum slowed down, and with a click, the old vine could no longer withstand it. Holding the huge pulling force, it broke. Kang Long grabbed an old vine again, and the downward momentum slowed down again. The old vine was tense, but it did not break. However, the huge rebound force suddenly pushed Kang Long away. Throw it away.
Zhao Kuangyin was about to follow Kang Long's approach, but someone said, "Hold on the rope!" After that voice, a black rope as thick as an arm suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Kuangyin. Zhao Kuangyin was overjoyed and grabbed it. Although his body continued to fall, a huge force came from the rope, and he was involuntarily carried by the rope and flew towards the land on the edge of the death swamp in the distance.