Jiang Nanjun walked to the center of the broken lock, and his body suddenly lost power, which made him in a dilemma. The shape was already thrilling, but who knew that someone appeared behind him.

The man didn't know whether he was friend or foe, and he listened to the tone of his voice, as if he wanted to help him. Jiang Nanjun was in danger and couldn't explore, so he had to do what the man said.

As his strength waned, his willingness to move forward began to fade, and he wished to sit down in the middle of the zipline and never move again.

Based on the instinctive reactions of this body, he knew that what the man said was true, and that there was indeed an invisible force rising from the bottom of the cliff, sucking away his courage. So he gave birth to a little trust in his heart, and hurriedly did as he said, and forced himself to continue to move forward with his mind.

In order not to be disturbed by the abyss under his feet again, he simply closed his eyes. In this way, even if he is forced to bow his head, he can't see anything, and naturally he can't feel fear.

In this way, after a while of groping, he finally felt one of his feet touch the ground. When I opened my eyes, I saw that I had reached Zixu Mountain on the opposite side of Wuyou Cliff.

But what he didn't expect was that just when he raised his other foot and was about to leave the broken lock, and the whole person stepped over, an accident happened, and the broken lock actually cracked, and the disconnection happened to be the part of his foot.

Caught off guard, his center of gravity shifted back, his body leaned back sharply with inertia, and with a scream, he fell down the cliff along the broken chain.

Out of control for a moment, he tried to grasp something that could save his life on the rock wall, but the downward momentum was too strong and he didn't succeed, and he was about to fall into the abyss, falling to pieces.

At this critical juncture, his arm was grabbed by a powerful hand. His hands and feet were detached from the cliff, and his body was suspended in mid-air, and he could no longer touch the edge of the cliff.

It seems that a lot of things have happened, but all of them only happen in a flash of lightning.

In the blink of an eye, the entire broken lock has been as Emperor Huaxia said, with the sound of "clucking" metal friction, completely disconnected from the side of Zixu Mountain, separated from the stone wall, rolled up with billowing smoke and dust and fell into the deep valley, never to be seen again.

And Jiang Nanjun was grabbed by that big hand, hanging on the edge of the cliff, and the whole person was wrapped in a cloak, like a white cloth bag, blown by the mountain wind, swaying around.

He thought that the hand would pull him up, but the man did not mean it, but dragged him over, pressed his hand against a solid rock, and let go.

In desperation, Jiang Nanjun had no choice but to hold on to the rock, and tried his best to prop himself up by holding the big top.

However, he experimented back and forth a few times, and actually stepped on a rock bulge under his feet, so his limbs found a point of focus, and finally grabbed the edge of the cliff and climbed up smoothly.

When the danger was over, he collapsed on the gravel floor exhausted, and raised his eyes to the gray sky. At this time, he no longer felt cold, on the contrary, his back was wet, and he must have been soaked with sweat.

Taking a breath, he remembered the man who had saved his life, and sat up and looked around, but there were stones and weeds around him, and there was no one to be seen.

"What is the explanation of what happened on the Broken Return Lock just now? The "Secret Chronicles of the Divine Martial Arts" was written by the great ancestor, and all the records are history, and even if there are people, they are pre-set people, and they will only appear according to a fixed program. You won't talk to me, an intruder in the afterlife, let alone come to save me. What happened on the zipline was purely accidental, presumably in the book. Therefore, the person who saved me should have nothing to do with this book. So who is he? Why is he here? Could it be that he is also here for the cross?"

He was full of doubts, but he was still grateful to the man, knowing that if he hadn't come to his rescue, he would probably be lying at the bottom of the cliff by now, a pile of living corpses.

So he hugged his fist in the air and said, "Thank you for the benefactor's two life-saving graces, I wonder if the benefactor can come out to see him?" After speaking, after waiting for a while, there was still no human voice in the mountain, only the sound of the wind.

So he was sure that the man was indeed deliberately avoiding him, so he said: "Since the benefactor does not want to meet Zimo, Zimo does not dare to force it, I hope we will meet later!"

With that, he stood up, tidied up his clothes slightly, and prepared to enter Zixu Mountain.

As soon as he took the first step, he heard a crisp bell in the distant sky—the timer had begun. (To be continued.) )