They want others to be the first to see if there is any danger, and at the same time they are afraid of being robbed.

After a glance at the crowd, the green-robed man said, "If we go down together, we can have a response if we are in danger.

If you are really lucky, how do you rely on your skills? "

"Okay," the burly man next to him nodded.

"I agree," several others agreed.

"Then take a look," Xu Zimo said.

"This little Langjun, we should protect the slave's house in a moment," the voluptuous woman walked in front of Xu Zimo, her red lips scented, and looked at Xu Zimo seductively.

"Then you follow me," Xu Zimo said.

"What if Xiao Langjiu eats the concubine," the woman giggled, and the ribbon fluttered in the wind.

Walked in front of Xu Zimo, walked for a while.

Several people came to this naturally formed pit, and saw the rich magic energy underneath, and countless magic qi turned into a greasy face roaring.

Xu Zimo didn't care too much, the first hurdle jumped down.

A few different colors flashed in the eyes of the others, and they jumped down.

After his body was in midair, Xu Zimo found that the space at the bottom of the pit had a special gravity.

The body still does not step into the air, and gravity presses the body, and it can only sink continuously.

If there is resistance, this gravity will become heavier and heavier.

The people next to them all looked a little panicked.

When Xu Zimo's body sank into the magic energy completely, all this endless magic energy rushed over.

However, after feeling the magical energy in Xu Zimo's body, it seemed that the magical energy around him was also affected and gradually calmed down.

Xu Zimo is quite a bit like a fish, and is very comfortable in body and mind in this magical energy.

However, the others were not so good. They quickly propped up the protective cover around themselves and wrapped the whole body.

Demon Qi is constantly contending with his own protective cover.

"What's next?" The white-haired old man frowned.

"Here in my body consumes a lot of Reiki, and can not be replenished in time, faster."

Several others nodded.

Xu Zimo's eyes looked straight ahead, and in the rich magic energy at the bottom of the pit, there was a small bridge directly in front of him.

On both sides of the bridge are rolling rivers. The color of the river is like ink, and it is truly black.

The black river is constantly rolling, with foam all over it.

At the end of the bridge, there was a body leaning against the bridge monument.

As for what the end of the bridge is, the magic energy is too strong to be seen at all.

"It's not easy here," the green robe man said softly.

Everyone came to the bridge monument and saw a huge stone monument standing here.

The stone stele is covered with dense cracks and looks very old.

On the ancient stone tablet, there is a line of very dark characters.

"Shang Qianbi falls down to Huangquan, and Bone Demon on Baigu Mountain."

"This is not Elder Han," several people looked at the corpse in front of the stone tablet and were shocked.

I saw that the body fell on the bridgehead. His robe was already broken and the blood and flesh in his body seemed to be sucked up by something.

The barren face can still barely recognize it.

"It is Elder Han," the old man with white hair took a deep breath and said, "Elder Han is not worse than us, how could he die here silently, no wonder he hasn't come up."

"Can you understand the meaning of this poem?" The burly man asked after he touched the back of the head.

"Bone Bone Demon on White Bone Mountain," said Wen Binbin's scholar narrowing his eyes and saying.

"Does Bone Demon refer to the owner of this cemetery?"

"Are we still going?" Asked the fascinating woman.

"What can I do if I have been here?" Said the green robe man. "I just tried it. The space at the bottom of the pit has gravity.

We cannot go up with our strength. "

"Doesn't it mean that we are all trapped here?" Said the burly man.

"It's understandable, so before the body's aura is exhausted, we can only go forward. The magic energy here is too strong," said the green robe man.

Everyone can only step on the bridge head step by step.

The elder Han's body had been awake all the people, one by one, dignified, and looked around very carefully.

When I first walked to the middle of the bridge, I only heard a "bang" explosion.

I saw the waves on the lake exploded one by one, and the deep black bottom began to wave.

Layers of ripples rose, as if something terrible was coming out.

"Poof," Before everyone could react, a scream suddenly sounded from the side.

"Ah ~"

Everyone quickly turned around and saw that the burly man's body was pierced into the chest by a black tentacle.

In just a few breaths, the tentacles absorbed the flesh and blood of the burly man.

The body of the burly man became exactly the same as the elder Han.

And that tentacle obviously became thicker.

Then several explosions sounded, and I saw dozens of the same tentacles in this lake.

"Go to the other side of the bridge ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ The gentle scholars shouted, and the whole body was majestic, and quickly ran away in a hurry.

Several of these tentacles also killed Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo's eyes swelled with magical energy, staring fiercely at the bottom of the lake, the center of the ripples.

What seemed to feel inside, quickly put the tentacles aside, protecting Xu Zimo across the bridge.

Countless tentacles are intertwined in the air like a whip.

In addition to tentacles, a huge monster fish will suddenly emerge from the bottom of the lake.

The scholarly scholar was bitten by the magic fish and half of his arm was ignored.

It was also fortunate that everyone on the scene had gone through hundreds of battles, and each one evaded quickly.

Even if their bodies were hit occasionally, they did not dare to stay, but ran desperately towards the other end of the bridge.

The distance of this bridge is not too long, probably less than 100 meters.

The scholarly scholars rushed to the shore first, and the green-robed man and the voluptuous woman followed suit.

It seems that he saw his prey ran away, and the creatures at the bottom of the lake were furious, leaving only the white-haired old man at the end.

Countless tentacles entangled it all, entangled in a dense net, blocking his way.

The old man's face was ruthless, and the power of the half-holy body was like a row of mountains and rivers.

"The misty illusion," the old man said softly.

I saw the blood flow around him, his eyes were red, and his figure evolved into dozens of afterimages in the air, rushing towards the tentacles.

A "banging" explosion sounded all around.

In front of the giant net, those afterimages were annihilated one by one, but these explosions also made the giant net split open.

The old man rushed out in the blood all day.