Sword Slaying The Heavens

After Fu Baihou said his words, his eyes fell on the monks on the edge of the cliff.

The faces of several people turned pale in an instant, and it was too late to react. They stood closest to the ten thrones, and even their own lives were pushed to the edge of the cliff. At this moment, they were called by Fu Baihou personally, and they were really in a dilemma.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that there is an endless crisis under this abyss, and that chill comes out from under the abyss, as if an ancient snow demon is waiting for them to come to their door.

"I won't say it a second time." At this moment, Fu Baihou said coldly, a trace of murderous intent flashed across his eyes.

A few monks suddenly felt chills down their spines, and their scalps tingled for a while. This is not going to die, but going to die, there is really no way out.

But the few people still chose to leave, because if they didn't go, they would die immediately under Fu Baihou's hands. If they were lucky after going down, they might still have a chance to survive.

But this time, Fu Baihou didn't go ahead either, he let a few monks go first, and his cold eyes drove them to take a step forward.

The few monks gritted their teeth, and finally lifted the true energy in their bodies, condensed their souls to protect their bodies, leaped forward, and instantly jumped towards the abyss.

Fu Baihou did not follow immediately, and watched with the other nine thrones coldly, looking at the few people who jumped into the abyss, as if to observe the situation.

The tens of thousands of monks behind him knew in their hearts that those people probably never came back, and they were called to be pathfinders. Although Fu Baihou asked those people to go down with him, he didn't say who would take the lead. , How long is it slow.

Chen Fan looked at this scene calmly. Although his Dao Yun drove him down, he still did not act rashly. His spiritual sense was still observing the movement of the ten thrones, because he was a little far away from the edge of the cliff, and he couldn't see what happened after jumping off the abyss. The situation of those monks can only be judged from the expressions on the faces of the throne, and there are not a few monks present who have the same thoughts as him, and many people are observing those few monks.

After a few breaths, one of the thrones frowned slightly, and everyone seemed to have guessed something, while Fu Baihou stared at the bottom of the abyss with no expression on his face.

After a while, a throne finally spoke and said in a deep voice, "It doesn't seem to be enough."

Fu Baihou nodded, turned around again, looked at the few monks closest to him behind him, and said, "You can go down now."

Several monks also changed their faces when they heard the words, they didn't want to go down but dared not refuse.

"Fu Wangzuo, are they... alive or dead?" One of them pointed to the abyss,

asked tremblingly.

"It's safe and sound." Fu Baihou said coldly.

The hearts of several people were cold, and they didn't know how much Fu Baihou's words were true, but they had no choice. From the moment they joined Tiandaomen, they had already lost their freedom.

But this is fate, there is no chance to regret it, and there is no chance to choose again. If you don't go, you will die immediately.

Like the previous ones, several people raised their true essence, condensed their souls to protect their bodies, and jumped down the abyss one after another.

But this time, the abyss was no longer as quiet as before. A faint sound of wind seemed to come from below, like a hungry wolf howling, and then a gust of white mist swept up, instantly appearing in front of everyone. in front of you.

As for the dozen or so Tiandaomen who jumped down the abyss one after another, they disappeared completely without a sound.

The thrones nodded slightly, and the expression on Fu Baihou's face eased a little, he turned to look at the crowd and said, "Follow me down, and if anyone retreats further, he will be killed on the spot."

His voice was almost colder than the cold wind, and everyone in Tiandaomen couldn't help shivering. When some monks who wanted to sneak into the crowd behind heard this, their footsteps stopped for an instant, and they didn't dare to move again.

After Fu Baihou finished speaking, he turned around, then tapped the ground with his toes, and suddenly stepped on the wind formed by the white mist, and his figure went straight down the eye of the wind, heading towards the abyss, and the same was true for the other nine thrones.

Immediately afterwards, the monks of Tiandaomen also rose into the air one after another, following the route that Fu Baihou swept down. At this moment, they all understood that the dozen or so people who went down before should have served as sacrifices.

People did not dare to open their mouths to discuss, their faces were all solemn, and they flew down into the abyss in silence.

Although Chen Fan was behind the crowd, he also guessed the fate of the dozen or so monks, and was not too surprised. He followed the crowd and also went to the bottom of the abyss.

And at the moment when he flew down the abyss, he saw that the six-eared macaque, Gong Jiu and others had arrived, stepped out of the clouds, and were slowly walking towards the edge of the cliff.

The expressions of several strong men are all flat, without the slightest emotion in their eyes. Even if they are fellow travelers, they act like no one else. Everyone has a unique aura, and they never regard the people around them as fellow travelers.

Before he could see the next move of these strong men, Chen Fan had already fallen into the abyss. He was surprised to find that the wind that seemed to be formed by white mist was far more than just wind, it was more like a special kind of wind. The passage leads them to a smoother road, and it does not lead to the abyss, but enters towards a hole on the cliff wall.

The location of this hole is also very tricky, it is only a few hundred meters away from the bottom of the abyss. If the strength is deep enough, you can see through the clouds and mist from above to find this hole, but if you can't see it, you may just get lost in the abyss like this Down there, it's hard to find the right way.

However, the result was beyond Chen Fan's expectation. Just as he was sprinting towards the entrance of the cave along the wind tunnel, the monks in front suddenly let out a few exclamations, their expressions were astonished, and their eyes fell on the outer rock wall of the wind tunnel.

Chen Fan followed the eyes of those people and couldn't help but be surprised.

I saw that on the rock wall of the abyss, densely packed monks were frozen intact, and a few of them were the monks who had just jumped into the abyss before. These people's vitality had long since been cut off, but their faces were very calm, and there was no trace of surprise And panic, obviously when the accident happened, it was too late to react, so it was frozen.

He secretly rejoiced that if he hadn't been able to resist Dao Yun's commotion when he was on the top and jumped directly into the abyss, he would probably become one of these people at this moment.

The monks in front didn't stop. They guessed that the dozen or so monks were in danger. Seeing this way of death, they were only surprised for a moment, and then continued to walk towards the entrance of the cave.

Chen Fan didn't even stop, he followed the crowd towards the entrance of the cave, and under the guidance of the wind, he traveled safely, and quickly landed on the edge of the cave with his feet firmly on the ground.

In front of him was a pitch-black tunnel, and in front of him was a group of Tiandaomen who arrived first. As for the ten thrones, they had already stepped into it, walking far ahead.

Chen Fan didn't hesitate, and followed with steps. At the same time, his consciousness was slowly opened, and he sensed that the six-eared macaque and Gong Jiu had also come down.

"Hey, it's strange, where is Lu San? Isn't he still standing beside me?" Just then, after less than a few hundred meters into the tunnel, a monk behind Chen Fan suddenly spoke.