Every month on the night of the full moon, at midnight, the blood mist under the Nielong Abyss will change, and the power of the ancient restriction will be greatly weakened, but only for a short period of time. As soon as the child's hour passed, the storm immediately surged, and the terrifying ancient restrictions and blood mist came back with a vengeance. Since ancient times, there have been countless sect disciples who were exiled to Nielong Abyss and died there. There are also countless masters who accidentally understood the changes in the blood mist but wasted their time and died under the abyss.
There was only one breath left, but there were still three hundred steps, which was a natural chasm for Ye Chuan. At the last moment, I can only place my hope on the small wind chime.
The crisp and rapid ringtone could not carry far in the wind.
Ye Chuan breathed rapidly and smelled the smell of death. His heart was slightly discouraged, and the terrifying blood mist penetrated into his body. For a moment, his muscles, bones, flesh, and internal organs felt the pain of being burned by concentrated sulfuric acid. When his feet slipped, not only did he fail to get up, but his body lost his footing and fell.
"It's over, it's really over this time!"
In the Qinglian space, the puppet possessed by the old monster Hei Kui was in a state of despair, with eyes full of despair.
With his super cultivation, he could sense the situation outside even if he was in the Qinglian space, but without Ye Chuan's summons he couldn't get out and could only watch and wait for death. That feeling was more cruel than cutting one's throat with a dull knife, and it was enough to make people collapse.
Ding ding ding ding…
The crisp ringtone did not dissipate, but became louder.
Ye Chuan, who lost his footing and fell, was not as desperate as the old monster Hei Kui. At the critical moment of life and death, he tried his best to shake the wind chime in his hand. This tenacity comes from his persistence, never giving up until the last moment, and also from his trust in the seventh elder of the man in green robe. Ye Chuan had an inexplicable trust in this mysterious man in green robe.
In the thick blood mist, a golden light suddenly flashed.
Ye Chuan looked up and saw a big hand falling from the sky. The golden light was shining like pure gold. Looking carefully, underneath the golden light was crystal clear colored glaze without a trace of impurities. Outside the golden light, inside the colored glaze, it was walking through the blood mist without being affected by anything. Binding and erosion. This big hand suddenly reminded Ye Chuan of a long-lost technique in the wild world, the Vajra Glazed Hand. According to legend, this is also an ancient Buddhist technique, and it is also a top Buddhist technique. It is the Vajra Glazed Buddha. The natal magical power passed down.
The golden hand was surprisingly fast and grabbed Ye Chuan who was falling. The whistling wind suddenly sounded in Ye Chuan's ears. For a moment, his body felt like it was tearing and trembling at high speed. He seemed to be traveling back and forth between different spaces, and he seemed to be flying in the clouds without knowing where he was. Consciousness paused, and my mind went blank.
It felt like a long time passed, but also seemed like it was only a short moment. The wind disappeared, and the terrifying blood mist disappeared. Ye Chuan took a closer look and found that he had returned to the abyss. The seventh elder of the green-robed man sat quietly on the edge of the Nielong Abyss, just like the moment before he jumped into the Nielong Abyss, his posture and expression had not changed at all.
when…
The ninth bell sounded leisurely from the deep underground world of Nie Longyuan.
The entire Evil Dragon Abyss was shrouded in an indescribable majestic force. People outside did not dare to rush in rashly, and the monsters inside could not escape.
Nie Longyuan's ancient restrictions were finally fully opened, and there was only one breath left before the two realms of life and death.
"Thank you, Seventh Elder!"
Ye Chuan bowed and saluted, coming back to his senses.
This man in green robe is indeed a master!
Like the White-haired Queen, in the realm of a semi-saint, or a transcendent saint
Ye Chuan secretly looked at the man in green robe, feeling secretly shocked. In his previous life, he had seen many saint-level masters, and there was nothing surprising about them. But in this life, after the wild world has undergone earth-shaking changes that no one knows about, a master in the saint realm is undoubtedly rare.
"How do you feel?" the man in green robe asked.
"It's very good. It's a good place to explore slowly." Ye Chuan replied.
The blood mist below Nielong Yuan returned to its old rolling state, and even became more powerful. It had the potential to spread out and engulf the entire Yunmist Mountain Range. It looked shocking. Most people who survived the catastrophe would have trembling hands and feet and would have nightmares all their lives and would not dare to come near him, but Ye Chuan was in high spirits.
Even in his previous life when he covered the sky with one hand, there were not many dangerous areas like Nie Longyuan. Breaking in and exploring was very risky, but the benefits were also great.
Now, a second-level monk cannot cope with it easily and cannot take risks easily, but what about in the future? Once you break through to the real person realm, or even the late monk realm, and condense a few more sky-swallowing talismans, it will be different!
In the Qinglian space, the old monster Hei Kui reacted. While feeling lucky, he sneered at Ye Chuan's answer and concluded that he was talking nonsense. How is it possible that someone who managed to escape death after entering the Nielong Abyss still wants to try again after coming out
The old monster Hei Kui didn't believe it, but Ye Chuan was indeed telling the truth.
"oh."
The man in green robe was noncommittal, had no rebuttal, and was not surprised. He asked calmly, "Have you found the whereabouts of your brother?"
"No, but as long as you don't give up, you will find it one day. Even if Nan Tian turns into a skeleton, his sword will still be there."
Ye Chuan shook his head. Although he narrowly escaped death this time on his adventure into Nie Longyuan, he gained a lot. Not only did he gain a preliminary understanding of Nie Longyuan's situation, but he also unexpectedly conquered the old monster Hei Kui. From now on, there is another master beside him, a top assassin who is hard to guard against even the top masters. Unfortunately, there is no news about Nan Tiandu who jumped into Nielong Yuan. Trying to find his body is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
The seventh elder of the man in green robe was silent and said nothing more, but continued to sit cross-legged on the edge of Nie Longyuan with no intention of leaving. After a while, he asked, "Have you seen the entrance to the first underground floor?"
"I saw it, on a small plain filled with bones."
Ye Chuan perked up and knew that the man in green robe had finally got to the point. He must have some purpose in doing this tonight. After a pause, Ye Chuan continued: "Near the entrance, I also encountered the tail of an unknown monster and almost got sucked in."
"What kind of tail is that?" the man in green robe asked.
"It looks like the tail of a giant dragon, or the tail of a big snake, covered with fine scales." Ye Chuan answered.
The man in green robe asked again, "What color are those scales now?"
"Black, or maybe dark gray, I can't remember clearly. I only took a glance at it." Ye Chuan replied, but there was a sudden movement in his heart, and he secretly paid attention to it.
The man in green robe didn't ask what color the scales were, but asked what color the scales were now, adding the word 'now'. In other words, the man in Qingpao must have seen the tail sticking out of the underground world, and must have personally been to the bottom of Nielong Abyss!
Who is this green-robed man who calls himself the Seventh Elder? Why do you care so much about this? Could it be that he is...
Ye Chuan secretly looked at the seventh elder of the man in green robe, and an idea suddenly came to his mind. He wanted to make an insinuation, but the man in green robe didn't give him the chance and stood up slowly.
"Nielongyuan is dangerous and unpredictable. Your current cultivation level is still a little bit behind. Young man, please don't take any more risks in the short term." The man in green robe left as soon as he said it, and drifted away.
"Yes, thank you Seventh Elder for reminding me."
Ye Chuan bowed and saluted, watched the man in green robe go away, took a look at the turbulent blood mist under the Nielong Abyss, and turned to leave. He didn't go far when he suddenly felt something in his heart and stopped.
From behind a dark rock, a cold woman wearing a colorful shirt walked out.
The cold and arrogant goddess Hong Zixia also came to the vicinity of Nielong Yuan at some point, with a cold and unkind expression.