This feeling of hot and cold is like the alternation of ice and fire in hell, and in the middle is the blood hell. It was as if he had fallen into hell, reduced to fish on the knife and fork of the imp.

But what was really terrifying was the bloody blade, although he had been hit by countless swords, but every time the blade was pulled out of his body, his fear came at first sight.

In his eyes, the sharp blade could always expand to the size of the entire universe. Although I have seen it many times, the pain has never been less than a little bit each time......

"Ahh

Though he had no strength, he roared again in a terrible manner.

When the tip of the sword pierced into his body again without reluctance, it was like the lightning of the chaotic earth once again completely illuminated his sea of consciousness, allowing him to experience the coexistence of pain and life with great clarity, like a river flowing through every part of his body.

The body had long since been broken, but the pain was felt more clearly and truly than any other feeling.

"If the blood is cut off, you will be killed!" Although the puppet was in high spirits, it seemed that it had finally come to the end.

It swept its sword sideways, the tip of the sword grazing over the artery on the left side of the hook pig's neck. All of its previous tricks were only for demonstration, although the tendons and bones were broken and the blood flowed all over the body, but it avoided the major arteries, and this time, it just didn't avoid it anymore.

Hook Pig saw a blood-colored fountain erupt from what seemed to be accompanied by a screeching sound several paces away. And his body was also hit hard by the sword wind, and when he flipped back, he was about to fall off the rope bridge, and his whole body was light, as if he was suspended in the air. An icy wind blew from beneath him.

The blood in his body was still spurting out like fire, burning with pain all over his body. It was as if the body was about to be torn apart.

He felt like he had become a fallen meteor, in the void of the universe, rubbing against some ubiquitous atmosphere, screaming, burning, falling, burning and falling in endless darkness, burning and falling furiously.

Go to pieces.

And then disappear!

The setting sun vanished the last vestiges of its afterglow. A thick darkness poured out from nowhere, and the heavens and the earth were pitch black, and the five fingers could not be seen, as if they had disappeared.

This darkness is unusual. It wasn't the kind of darkness that left the glimmer of light after the sunlight was gone. Rather, it is as thick as a mist or even as a liquid, a kind of resolute disappearance of all things in heaven and earth. Everywhere it goes, the space seems to become an unfathomable cavern. A real nothingness at that time.

There is nothing left, only the deep uneasiness and pathos in everyone's emotions. This emotion is suppressed in everyone's heart, just as it is pressed against the darkness before their eyes.

"How can people ...... So despicable?" said the fat cow after a long silence. Her voice twitched, as if she was crying.

"Soldiers don't get tired of cheating. Just ......"

Song Ruhai felt that it was normal, anyway, the relationship between the Wu Yuan was originally a competitive relationship. Especially in this transmission tower, no one cares about the dead. It's just that the depth of that woman's scheming is also greatly beyond his expectations. It wasn't the first time she had been here, so she knew everything about the golem's characteristics.

She knew that once the puppet entered the torture mode, it also opened a path that could be passed at will. But this premise is that there must be another disciple of the Wu Yuan who is willing to play the role of being tortured and killed. These people would not have been able to carry out this plan on their own, but when they came here later, they gave each other such an opportunity.

She actually used the fact that Hook Pig saved her to deceive the other party's trust, which had already faintly touched Song Ruhai's bottom line.

Even if there is no treachery or business, there is a bottom line. At the very least, you can't take revenge. Otherwise, what's the difference with a brute?

He secretly swore that if something really happened to the pig, even if he sold everything, even if he broke his oath to buy murder without spending the Song family's money, he would kill that woman.

"Hmm, isn't the hook pig dead?" was silent for a long time, and someone asked in a low voice, it was the voice of wood.

"Don't say stupid things. That guy," Song Ruhai's fluttering voice didn't seem to have any confidence, "Life is so hard, how can it be so easy to die?"

Yes, although it has only been a little more than a year, their experience is like a surging river, and it seems that they are going to drown out all the years before this year, before he entered the Jade Palace.

Countless images from the past year flooded into his mind like the darkness in front of him.

In these images, Hook Pig always resembles a cat with nine lives.

You say he's going to die if he falls off a cliff?

In Song Ruhai's intuition, this is really impossible. His instincts and reality have been in fierce confrontation. It's weak, but it's still fighting.

"Let's ......," followed by the voice of a fat cow as thin as a gnat, "should we go to that canyon?"

"I can't go anywhere now!"

This darkness also suppressed Song Ruhai's entire mind. He had never seen such a thick darkness, and the darkness was getting thicker and thicker, and in this darkness not only their sight was gone, but even their hearing, taste, and touch were gradually disappearing, and the voices of everyone they felt speaking were getting weaker and weaker.

He didn't even know if the world would disappear like this.

They can only communicate because their sense of hearing has not completely disappeared.

"But there seems to be a little bit of light ...... that"

Song Ruhai knew what the fat cow was talking about. But it can't be said to be light at all, only a little blurred light and shadow, just a little existence in this suffocating darkness.

But it's just a little bit of vague existence, and no one knows if it's really something or just a little meaningless spray in the sea of darkness. Even between their location and that place, it was not known whether it was void or ground.

That should be the location of the wooden house in the woods that I saw during the day.

No wonder Lan Ruoshuang once said that at night here, you must stay in that wooden house.

They would have gone back to the hut as well. But after the hook pig fell off the cliff, they kept looking for a way to go down the canyon, and after delaying time, they could only stop not far from the cliff.

"Don't think about anything," Song Ruhai forcibly ignored the topic of the death of the hook pig. In this completely terrifying situation, as the boss of this Wu Academy, his greater responsibility is to pay attention to the life and death of the other members of the team who are still alive. If they ventured into the unfathomable ravine now, total annihilation was the only outcome he could think of.

"Don't move anyone, wait until dawn tomorrow morning......" Song Ruhai's voice also dimmed, and everyone gradually couldn't hear anything, couldn't see anything. But Song Ruhai still glanced in vain in the direction of the canyon he believed in, thinking that even if no one had ever come up alive, even if there was eighteen layers of hell below, he would not hesitate to go down and take a look, to see how freely the nine-life kid was living there.

Fortunately, there is not only dusk and night, but also dawn. As the sun rose in the east, the thick void darkness gradually faded.

To go down into that canyon, ordinary light work does not work at all. They can't fly against the wind, and they don't even know what to do with the flying magic weapon of hooking pigs, so the only way left is to tie a long rope.

Fortunately, there are many vines in the dense forest on the hill. The three of them worked together to cut down the vines of the right thickness and knot them into long ropes.

Strangely, the old carpenter in the hut was doing almost the same thing as them.

"You come to learn swordsmanship?" The old man in the "wooden clothes" saw them, and his first words were the same as yesterday's.

After a few words of conversation with him, Song Ruhai found that this person's words were no different from yesterday.

He didn't seem to remember that these people were the ones who came here yesterday, and he didn't remember yesterday at all.

Hearing that Song Ruhai and they were going down to the canyon to save people, he shook his head again and again: "No one has ever come up from the canyon alive." ”

He's knotting the rope.

When the old man had made enough ropes, he took some of the planks he had already sharpened, and walked to the rope bridge where the hook pig had walked the day before.

He walked directly above the canyon, parallel to the rope bridge, as if there was an invisible bridge in the sky.

Song Ruhai and the others were dumbfounded, "Step on the void!"

What kind of realm is this? In the realm of cultivation, above the Void Pill is the Purple Mansion, and above the Purple Mansion is the Golden Pill. Monk Jindan was already the top existence of the major sects in the entire Dongsheng Divine Continent.

Song Ruhai had never heard that Monk Jindan could step on the void!

Above the golden pill, it is already close to immortal, and it is not a realm that has the opportunity to understand. Even if I heard about it, it was just an unreliable legend.

Maybe it's just an illusion created by this fairy tree, which is why it's so unreasonable......

The old man walked through the void, then crouched down beside the rope bridge, and began to seriously repair the rope that had been cut by the hook pig yesterday, and by the way replaced some of the decayed planks, so that he was no more than an ordinary craftsman.

Song Ruhai and the woodmen needed to go down to save people's ropes, which were much longer than the old man's, and they were busy all morning before forming a rope about thirty zhang long.

For them, this is already very amazing.

"You two stay on it, don't go anywhere!" Song Ruhai repeatedly emphasized, and climbed the rope to go down.

In fact, with their light work, the general cliff problem is not big.

The problem is that this black rock wall is a bit like an old wood that has been repeatedly polished, and there is no place to focus at all.

When he got down to about twenty zhang in length, he found that he no longer needed to use ropes.

The reason why it is dark and bottomless below is not because of the infinite depth, but because the strange rocks below, the terrain is rugged, and all kinds of strange rocks are protruding, blocking the sun, and the canyon is getting narrower and narrower.

What was originally more than a hundred paces wide has become a rock crevice that is only one-third wide at the top of the canyon.

He didn't know how deep it was.

Looking up at the sky, the sky with a width of 100 steps has turned into a line, and I can only faintly see the location of those rope bridges.

At the deepest valley floor is a river, a jasper-like river dozens of paces wide.

But the turquoise color is not water, but a liquid made of jadeite material, which is slightly fluorescent green, and the surface is round like a mirror.

Song Ruhai tried to step on this "water surface", as if stepping on a soft skin, this liquid did not flow, but like some kind of clotted fat.

At a glance, he could see where the hook pig was, lying in the middle of the strange river.