Guangming Cliff is always so steep, the sky is still so cold at this time, the stone Da Wuhui is holding on to is still very cold and slippery, but Da Wuhui's heart is always unyielding.【】
He has no retreat, he can only move forward. There is no fear in his heart, only love.
Every time he grabbed a protruding rock, Da Wuhui felt that he had grasped some hope, and the sunflower was getting closer to him.
Hope is in your own hands, and you must control your own destiny.
My left hand is numb, as well as my right hand.
One foot is numb, and the other foot is numb.
Even if the whole body is numb, there is still a heart that is not numb.
The joints on his fingers and whole body were as if they were rusty, making creaking sounds, but Da Wuhui still did not stop climbing. He thought of the movements of the Holy Lady of Hebo just now, the naturalness, the unyieldingness, the kind that he could not imagine.
Just do everything.
What has the Saintess of Hebo experienced to have such a strong heart?
The wind was still blowing, the snow was still flying, and the air was like a knife cutting into Da Wuhui's body, which was unable to use his spiritual power.
Da Wuhui never thought that the wind at this time was more powerful than a knife, and the snow at this time was more painful than the burning fire. As the wind blew the snow, his hands first appeared cracks, and the cracks became deeper and deeper.
The bones are so deep that you can see them.
Then, shocking frost cracks appeared on his face. Fortunately, Da Wuhui also had the defense of Jiuyun Taoist Robe, which prevented him from suffering too much damage.
But, even so, his hands and face had begun to change beyond recognition. At this time, it was difficult for Da Wuhui to even open his eyes. He never thought that climbing the mountain would be so difficult, and he never thought that in such a bad situation,
How the Holy Lady of Hebo climbed up step by step.
Even if he saw the Saint of Hebo climb up the Guangming Cliff with his own eyes, Da Wuhui still couldn't believe it when he thought about it. He still couldn't believe how she climbed up.
From ten thousand feet away from the top of Guangming Cliff to nine thousand feet, then eight thousand feet, seven thousand feet...
At present, Da Wuhui is only a thousand feet away from the top of Guangming Cliff. This thousand feet does not seem to be long, but death hangs over Da Wuhui's head every step of the way. If he takes a wrong step, if he misses once, he will
Fall down.
This time, there was no Saintess of Hebo to ensure his safety under the cliff. Even if he used his spiritual power at the moment of falling, the accelerating falling force and the squeezing force of Guangming Cliff would not only kill him but also seriously injure him.
If he waits for him to get up again, he may not have time to save Le Yunyan, Qiqi will not have enough time either, and his life will be over.
At this distance of a thousand feet, Da Wuhui kept his mind calm. Every time he grabbed the protruding stone, he tried to shake it a few times to see if it was firm or not. He tried to reduce the risk to the lowest level.
Thousand feet is not long, but it is short because of the difficulties.
Da Wuhui's hands were already covered with blood, and his face was also covered with blood. The ravines and blood stains were not only shocking, but also made Da Wuhui feel like he had crawled out of hell.
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Saintess Hebo stood on the top of the cliff and looked at Da Wuhui, who was only less than a thousand feet away. Her eyes finally showed some praise. However, these praises quickly disappeared because she did not know when she appeared behind Da Wuhui in Bingyi.
A thousand feet away.
Bingyi crawls very fast, or in other words, every time he grabs a rock, some black air will appear and wrap around the rock. This black air directly corrodes the rock and becomes a solid handle, allowing Bingyi to climb up steadily.
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Guangming Cliff cannot use spiritual power, but it cannot stop this dark power, negative power, or in other words, this power is no longer a tangible power, but an invisible power of resentment.
The power of love is great, but who can ignore the power of resentment.
Saintess Hebo silently calculated the distance between Da Wuhui and Bingyi getting closer and closer, and finally calculated that the moment Da Wuhui climbed to the top of the mountain was the moment Bingyi caught up with Da Wuhui.
After thinking about it, Saintess Hebo decided not to tell Da Wuhui that Bing Yi was behind him. If she told Da Wu Hui that Bing Yi was behind him at this time, Da Wu Hui would definitely be distracted for a short time.
If you are distracted, the consequences will be unpredictable.
If she didn't tell Da Wuhui that there was Bingyi behind him, maybe Da Wuhui would have climbed up the moment he climbed to the top of the cliff. Or she would have helped Da Wuhui climb up, or maybe she had another way...
Nine hundred feet...
Eight hundred feet...
Seven hundred feet...
When there were still three hundred feet left, Da Wuhui heard a heavy gasping sound behind him, a sound like a wild animal. Da Wuhui raised his head and saw Bingyi in front of Saint Hebo.
Bingyi, whose whole body burst out with black energy from time to time, was approaching him step by step.
Da Wuhui was startled, his hand slipped, and he quickly grabbed it a few times, but finally did not fall. The Holy Lady of Hebo nodded to him reassuringly, and Da Wuhui then put away his thoughts and slowly climbed up.
The more Da Wuhui climbed up, the closer Frozen End came. Da Wuhui didn't feel any panic in his heart. He thought of the Holy Lady Hebo several times, and he believed that the Holy Lady Hebo would definitely take care of what happened to him.
Bingyi, and he only needs to climb up the cliff.
Three hundred feet...
Two hundred feet...
One hundred feet...
Bingyi was now less than fifty feet away from Da Wuhui. Filled with resentment, he stared at Da Wuhui closely. Black air spurted out from his mouth and spread toward Da Wuhui.
.
But fortunately, the black energy is still a little short of reaching Da Wuhui, otherwise Da Wuhui's end will definitely be miserable.
Seventy feet...
Sixty feet...
Fifty feet...
The black air spewed out by Bingyi was almost enough to reach Wuhui. When the Hebo Saint saw this situation, she clicked on the crystal crown above her head, hoping to appear from inside.
The hope that appeared looked at Saint Hebo with complicated eyes, and Saint Hebo pointed at Da Wuhui who was climbing Guangming Cliff.
Hope followed the jade hand of Saint Hebo, and when she reached Da Wuhui, who had changed beyond recognition, but could vaguely reach Wuhui's appearance, her eyes flashed with tears.
When she saw Bingyi's evil expression behind Da Wuhui, her eyes revealed a more complex light.
"Bingyi" Hope shouted.
After chasing Bingyi when he heard Hope's heart-wrenching cry, he was slightly startled, and turned to Hope, who saw that Hope was looking at him with tears on his face.
Da Wuhui took the opportunity to climb up.
Thirty feet...
Twenty feet...
Ten feet!
When Yan Da Wuhui was about to reach the top, Bingyi howled angrily and came to Da Wuhui at an extremely fast speed. Just when Da Wuhui had just grabbed the top of the Guangming Cliff with one hand, he suddenly
He jumped up and rushed towards Da Wuhui.
At this time, Saintess Hebo said something behind Hope: "Do you want your brother to suffer harm?"
After hearing these words, Hope rushed towards Bingyi who had no regrets, his eyes shining with determination.