Chapter 389: Lingyin and Stele (3)

The crowd fought a chill, and Ziying muttered quietly: "Who said that this test is not a matter of life ..."
Zhen Ni didn't refute Ziying's words, she stared at the front stiffly, and then sighed. This place was completely unexpected, and she could not think of any good way.
"Go ahead and try, and stay on top if you can't resist the cold." Xiao Yan spoke.
He didn't want to let go of the great opportunity that Jiuxingdou said. Since ancient times, if he wants to get an opportunity, it can never be without danger. He intends to go deeper and understand it personally, and never give up until the last step.
"Xiao Shao, you stay on it, we will go down." Xiao Zhan is worried about Xiao Yan and will not let Xiao Yan take risks. As for the unknown big opportunity, if it is an item, they will also hand it over to Xiao Yan. So everyone blocked Xiao Yan.
"The so-called chance is only related to someone. Not everyone can get it at will. Anyone who can go down will try their luck." Xiao Yan knew everyone's thoughts, but he still insisted on going down in person.
"But this chill ..." Everyone knows Xiao Yan's character. Once he decides, he won't change it easily. He didn't say much, but he was worried about Xiao Yan's strength.
"Did you forget that I was a ghost? Ghost spirits are cold things in the world." Xiao Yan smiled and comforted everyone. But this is indeed the case. Among the crowd, Xiao Yan doesn't seem to have much discomfort with the chill of the river.
"I'll go with Xiao Shao." Zhen Ni said. Her support gave Xiao Yan a warmth in her heart.
"Let's go, I'll go with Xiao Zhan, Le Shaolong, Nan Erming, Zhen Ni and Ziying, the storm will stay where they are." Xiao Yan thought slowly after thinking.
Among them, Ziying and the storm are weak, and it is extremely reluctant to withstand the chill of the river above, but he is not with Le Shaolong. Zhen Ni is the best leader and can calmly deal with emergencies.
Zhen Ni, who was so smart, immediately understood Xiao Yan's meaning, sighed sighily, and didn't insist anymore, while Ziying and the storm bit her frozen lips, knowing that she was just a burden to continue, nodded sadly.
"Be sure to come back alive, I'll wait for you. If you have any accidents, I will not live alone." Just as Xiao Yan was preparing to warm up, Zhen Ni's voice drifted gently into Xiao Yan's ears.
Xiao Yan froze, his heart warmed, and turned to look at Zhen Ni. His eyes were full of tenderness and emotion, and he nodded resolutely.
Subsequently, Xiao Yan jumped into the funnel hand in hand.
As soon as the crowd jumped to the top of the vortex, the huge suction formed by the funnel immediately pulled the crowd down, and the mist of the sky swallowed up the four people in an instant.
The sound of water was thunderous, the darkness in the dark river funnel was very faint. The four of Xiao Yan held hands, their bodies twirled sharply in the galloping river water. Compared with the tornado, the centrifugal force of the water flow was more horrible than the invisible wind. The four were like the leaves falling down the waterfall. , Can not stabilize the body at all, can only fall down with the current.
The water tears the muscles and presses the chest, making breathing extremely difficult. The fingers of the four who were clinging tightly had blue tendons protruding due to the force, the joints were pale and white, and they could hardly be pulled.
The biting undercurrent covered the layers of thick ice on everyone, and was quickly washed away by the current, and then covered and washed again and again and again. Every time the thick ice falls, it touches the skin, and it seems to tear the skin alive. The pain was painful and chilling, but everyone was frozen and could barely drive the fighting to resist.
The speed of falling is constantly accelerating, the currents are squeezing and shaking each other, the density is getting larger and larger, and the chill is condensed together, so that the fighting spirit in the four people becomes sluggish, and the flow is getting more and more smooth. Be irresistible.
Xiao Yan quickly operated the power of ghosts and spirits, a cold energy covered the whole body along Dan Tian, ​​and then passed on to the crowd along the interlocking palms, and everyone's body warmed up slightly and recovered a little consciousness.
With the help of ghost spirits, the first thing everyone did after a little chill was to hold each other's hands tightly in a circle.
The crowd continued to spin and fall in the direction of the water flow, and quickly moved away from the centrifugal force in the center of the vortex.
Xiao Yan has two ghosts, and the chill has the least influence on it. He has been measuring secretly in his heart. It is estimated that everyone has fallen for at least three kilometers, but it hasn't reached the end. The whereabouts of the dark river seems to be endless.
The further down, the deeper the chill, but without the stagnation of the rapids, everyone in Xiao Yan slowly stabilized his body and looked at the surrounding environment, but there was nothing except the sound of "rushing" water. .
The crowd continued to fall.
There is no concept of time in the dark river. I don't know how long it has passed. Suddenly, there is a glimmer of light in the distance, and the speed of the people's falling is magically gradually slowing down. Slowly, at last, there was a light in front of them, and everyone's feet touched a layer of soft objects. Before they could react, they fell to the ground.
Feeling the solidness of the ground under their feet, everyone stood up. There was no water flow around, the air was very dry, looked up, and the water of the dark river stopped on a layer of light curtain. It was amazing.
The crowd looked around, still dark and silent, without a sound.
"Finally, it's the first time I feel so uncomfortable."
Xiao Zhan said while stretching his muscles.
"Thanks to the power of Xiao Shao's ghosts this time, otherwise it might be a few ice sculptures." Le Shaolong joked, a rare smile appeared on Nan Erming's face.
"Everyone is fine, let's move on." Xiao Yan stood gasping for a moment and said to the three.
After walking for more than ten miles, the soil on the ground suddenly became soft, and the soles on which I stepped on could not go down at all. The crowd didn't care, but after going out hundreds of feet, everyone felt more and more bitter and cold, as if the north wind and snow were blowing on them.
"What the is this? The colder you go, the more you go." Xiao Zhan muttered.
Xiao Yan didn't speak, he carefully watched around.
After the crowds continued for hundreds of meters, they saw dead bones everywhere, densely packed everywhere, long rotten, and when they stepped lightly on their feet, they became gray.
Under the power of time, nothing can last forever, but it doesn't seem to be like the place built by the temple owner, more like another ancient site, isn't it, is there another place in this illusion?
At this point, the front began to be empty, like an ice cellar, and the cold cold wind was blowing on the skin like a knife. The anxiety in everyone's hearts became more prosperous.
Standing in place, Xiao Yan didn't move, and looked carefully at the surrounding environment.
Here is a valley. In the middle of the valley stands a stone monument that is nearly ten meters high. The stone monument is very broken, and it is covered with mottled years, and the ancient atmosphere flows on it.
Because the sun has not been seen for many years, the wind in the valley is roaring, and the shadows are full of shadows. Among the dead bones everywhere, there are hazy ghosts floating unconsciously, very faint, but there are no ghosts around the stele. It seems that What's the power of stone stele.
"It seems that a fierce fight cannot be avoided." Le Shaolong said with emotion, and drew out two stabs. It seems that the shadow of the wicked ancestor has not disappeared in his mind.
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