Chapter 341

Chapter 340 Under the Abyss

In fact, with Xu Jingzhe's current physical strength, he would not be able to descend into the abyss at all. However, because he got an opportunity from the strong wind of the abyss to smelt himself, and the strong wind erupting from the abyss can be regarded as the "same kind", the repulsive force of the strong wind on him is naturally not that strong.

Among peers, regardless of technology or ancient combat skills, Xu Jingzhe's name must be among the top five.

The sound of metal friction in his ears continued, and Xu Jingzhe was falling rapidly. He had the illusion that he had entered a time tunnel. There was no time, no direction, and there were only colorful and constantly changing lights in his mind and eyes.

I don't know how long it took, but Xu Jingzhe felt his body sink and paused. He thought he had fallen to the ground, but when he looked down, endless fear suddenly enveloped his heart.

Just like facing an ancient giant dragon, the trembling coming from the depths of the soul makes one want to kneel down.

Under his feet was a huge black hole, bottomless, and he didn't know if it led to the depths of the earth. He was floating above the black hole, without wind or support, just floating quietly in the air.

When he looked up, he saw the same endless darkness with no colorful light at all. However, the fear that enveloped his heart disappeared.

Is it possible that as long as you look down, you will be enveloped in fear?

In order to verify the conjecture in his heart, Xu Jingzhe lowered his head again. Sure enough, boundless fear suddenly appeared, and his heart was restless. The humble insect saw the giant dragon and was in panic all day long.

Looking up, everything disappeared again.

Xu Jingzhe lifted his steps and walked above the black hole. His footsteps were silent. When he walked through the black hole, he dwarfed and fell to the ground.

It feels so good to be down to earth, Xu Jingzhe thought to herself. It was dark all around, and the ground felt very hard. I didn't know if it was yellow rock. Looking around, it was so cold that it was frightening.

Is this what lies beneath the abyss? It was pitch black, with a feeling of isolation, silence and desolation.

"Zhao Ling'er!" Xu Jingzhe shouted, and his voice spread far and wide.

It took five minutes for the sound to disappear, but Xu Jingzhe didn't get any response. However, he suddenly felt a chill on his skin, and his body seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

He reached out and touched it. Yes, it was water, very cold water. The darkness gradually dissipated, or in other words, the darkness was swallowed up by the dense fog. The dense fog was like a mat sweeping from the ground, occupying Xu Jingzhe's field of vision.

Xu Jingzhe took a few steps forward involuntarily, wanting to see the scenery beyond the fog.

Fog, there is fog everywhere.

A slight metallic hiss sounded in his ears, moving around his body like a living thing, giving him a tingling sensation. A moving 'sound'?

His body was tense, and all the energy in his body was running. In the quiet fog, there was a roar that made people's eardrums hurt. Are there any living creatures in the dense fog?

He was on high alert and slowly explored forward. Unknowingly, he was far away from the huge black hole. At this time, he looked back and saw that there was only a thick fog behind him, as thick as glutinous rice ball juice.

His back was numb, his eyelids were beating constantly, and a sense of danger lingered in his heart. He hurriedly turned back and walked back, then suddenly stopped. It was still foggy, nothing could be seen, there was only fog, and there was nothing to guide him in which direction. He seemed lost in this fog.

Xu Jingzhe was stunned for a while, breathing heavily to stay calm.

"Yi! Please fight with me!"

Xu Jingzhe suddenly opened his mouth, raised his right hand to the sky, and summoned the Burial God Yi.

A bit of golden light appeared behind him, wanting to explode. It flickered a few times and then went out. The light spot disappeared into the thick fog, and the summoning of the Burial God failed.

Xu Jingzhe's hair stood on end. What kind of place was this? Everything seemed to be forbidden here. Even the Burial God couldn't be summoned. His strongest combat power couldn't be used. He was very uneasy.

"Is this a prison? Those who enter it can only be trapped and die here?" Xu Jingzhe asked himself.

Not daring to move forward or retreat, Xu Jingzhe had no choice but to stay where he was and remain vigilant. Unknowingly, Xu Jingzhe seemed to have fallen asleep, then woke up, fell asleep, and woke up again. He seemed to feel the passage of time.

When I wake up from sleep, one night has passed... one month, two months, three months have passed. When I woke up, my brain was frozen, I couldn't think about anything, and I was in a daze.

In Xu Jingzhe's consciousness, he only remembered the time. He should have been trapped in the fog for half a year.

The sound of horse hooves came closer and closer, shattering the ethereal silence around Xu Jingzhe. The sound of horse hooves was solemn and dull, with an invisible majesty of oppressive spirit. Xu Jingzhe stood up and looked to the right, because he felt that the sound of horse hooves was coming from that side.

For a long time, for a long time, so long that his neck was sore.

He saw the shadow of a horse. In his memory, it was the first time he saw such a tall and majestic horse. Its broad chest and broad back were like a city wall. It was pure black, with long temples swaying. When the horse stepped out of the white mist with its hooves the size of a washbasin, the mist lingered under its hooves, as if it were stepping on clouds.

It held its head proudly and its eyes were shining with black light, as if it were a king coming to the world.

Sitting on the horse was a tall and thin man, his whole body covered in a golden cloak, the drooping brim of his hat covering his face, and his pointed chin vaguely visible.

Xu Jingzhe looked at the man carefully, and found that there seemed to be a pure silver vine-like pattern on the brim of his hat. It should be a mark. It was the first time he saw such a mark in his memory.

The black horse carried the man on its back and galloped over at a very fast speed, almost floating in the air, but the sound of the horse's hooves could be heard far away.

Just when the horse was about to hit Xu Jingzhe, the man on the horse suddenly pulled the reins, and the tall black horse stopped silently, but the sound of the horse's hooves still rang in his ears until it disappeared for a long time.

Xu Jingzhe looked up and couldn't see the man on the horse, but he knew that the man should be looking at him.

There was silence between the two, and time seemed to be stagnant.

A golden spear suddenly appeared in the hand of the man on the horse, and the tip of the spear was dazzling, as if it was inlaid with a star, and it pierced Xu Jingzhe's chest directly.

Xu Jingzhe wanted to resist, but then he found that he couldn't move at all, and could only watch the golden spear pierce his chest.

In the darkness, a beam of lonely and hazy light hit Xu Jingzhe. He collapsed to the ground, feeling sore all over, gasping for air.

He looked around blankly, and the thick black occupied everything. He lowered his head and looked at his chest again. It was intact. Could it be that everything he had just experienced was just a dream that was almost real?

He wanted to stand up, and the sudden tearing feeling in his chest spread all over his body. That position was where the golden spear had penetrated just now...