Chapter 880 The Bottomless Abyss Underground

  "Master?"

  Yujiao looked at Ye Wuchen nervously, and when he saw him suddenly stop on the steps, he asked quickly.

   "They couldn't move here before?"

  A complex light floated in Ye Wuchen's eyes, and slowly asked.

  The disciple he loves the most is usually obedient and obedient. He has always liked him. He has obtained a lot of cultivation resources and has a higher cultivation base than other disciples. It is only at this moment that he recognizes her again.

   "Hmm! Yes! The juniors are all fixed there."

  Yujiao felt a little uneasy, but said truthfully. After all, there were so many eyes to see at that time, and it's useless for her to lie now.

"Humph!"

  Ye Wuchen snorted coldly, and strode down into the underground palace without looking at her again.

  Yujiao didn’t know why he was angry, did she do something wrong?

   "Someone has gone in again, let's go down and take a look."

  The people who had been looking at it immediately, seeing Ye Wuchen and them enter, they also hurriedly followed.

  When they walked down the steps, they turned their heads to look at Yu Jiao one by one, all with a mocking expression.

  Yujiao saw that many people had smoothly entered the scope of the underground palace, gritted their teeth and followed.

  Only taking a few steps, she suddenly found that the weight under her feet had become very heavy, and she could only rely on the power of the lotus soul to resist the terrible gravity.

  The previous disciples couldn’t break free because their cultivation base was too low. As long as the cultivation base reaches Level 3 or higher, it can resist this gravity.

  She turned pale, and realized that Ye Wuchen had seen through her lie. She never came to try to save someone, otherwise she didn't need to find him at all. With her own strength, she was able to rescue the juniors.

  Because she ran away and missed the best rescue time, now her juniors are unclear. The Lord of Night Valley was naturally very disappointed in her. If it weren't for her greed and fear of death, those people would have been saved in the morning.

  As for others to stand by and watch, that is also a logical thing. They are not relatives, unwilling to take risks, and cannot blame others.

   "Go! Let's go down too!"

  More people got news to go to the underground palace below, and even the Qingzun Hall and Heavenly Medicine Valley were here, in addition to Linglong Tower and Luoyuzong and other forces. However, the pressure on each step is getting heavier and stronger, and when you get to the bottom, there are not many people who can stick to it.

  Even the people of Candle Moon City, many of them can't walk anymore. The number of steps under their feet is uncountable, and the underground where they are is turned out to be a deep and bottomless abyss. No one could see what was below, and the original magma was also cut off by a force.

  The stone steps circled a circle, continuously spiraling downwards, and the bottom was too deep to see clearly and could not be detected. The howling wind, with a terrifying blade, makes people afraid to fly directly.

  They are not fools who can come here. They want to come here with the terrible gravity. If they dare to fall into the bottomless abyss in the middle, they will be directly torn down by the terrible gravity and crushed to pieces.

  The elite of all major forces are trying to go further here, but they don't know that in their camp, the body of the injured last night has begun to be corpses.

  The black lines spreading from the wound on their bodies spread all over the body, and then their nails became pitch black like ink, and instantly became longer, like sharp thorns. Their minds have fallen into vagueness, hunting only by instinct.

  The number of these people is small, but the refugees in the camp cannot fight against them at all.

   "Help!"

  The camp was in chaos. Countless people were fleeing and wanted to leave. However, the place was blocked. The entrance and exit were very small, and only a few people could pass through at a time.

  　 Merry Christmas, little snowflakes!

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)