"hateful!"

The Emperor of Luzhe chased to the edge of the cliff. He looked at Zhuo Bufan who was rushing into the canyon, clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were so angry that he was in a state of terrifying pressure, which made him dare not take the risk of chasing him.

Burial of the Holy Abyss, it is rumored that the burial place of the burial of the northern kingdom of the demon realm, even the Lord of the Red Pupil Realm, the Lord of the White Tiger Realm, and the Lord of the Xuanwu Realm did not dare to easily get involved. If the barrier of Burial of the Holy Abyss was not opened, the three Lords of the Realm would not dare to enter the Burial of the Holy Abyss to find a chance to become a saint.

Although the Emperor of Luzhe Realm did not dare to jump into the Burial Holy Abyss like Zhuo Bufan, the flame demons who were following him were not afraid at all. They were still fearless and rushed directly into the Burial Holy Abyss.

"He jumped into the Burial Abyss and had no chance to survive. Unfortunately... It's a pity that the space ring of the Poison Demon Realm Emperor and the 'Vodoo Remnant' are also a secret technique. Even if I can't practice it, it's worth it to exchange it for some treasures." Luzhe Realm Emperor narrowed his eyes and looked at the abyss filled with blue thunder, with a deep sense of reluctance in his eyes.

roar……

The Emperor of Luzhe suddenly raised his head and roared. His entire body was surging in an instant and he flew directly forward. Although he did not dare to go deep into the Burial Abyss, there was still not much danger to get closer. He flew to the air and looked down below. Seeing Zhuo Bufan's figure falling and shrinking gradually, a hint of relaxation appeared on his face.

He was also afraid, afraid that Zhuo Bufan would survive with his trump card, so he would definitely feel like a thorn in his throat and would be unable to sleep or eat in the future.

Even a strong man with the peak realm of the Realm Emperor's cultivation is afraid of Burial of the Holy Abyss, let alone a peak realm king falling below, and there is only one result, so he can only die.

"I have no danger of mastering the 'Black Iron Order' entering the Burial Saint Abyss, but for the 'Viodox Remnant', it is not worth my risk. Once I take risks, there will be life and death." Lu Zhijie Realm Emperor squirmed his lips and murmured to himself, then turned around and quickly rushed back.

Although treasures are important, life is even more important.

After breaking into the abyss, Zhuo Bufan directly lost control of his body. Neither the Yuanli nor the spiritual power could be used. In addition, there was a terrifying blue thunder in the abyss, which kept coming onto him, making the already scarred body even more broken. Since entering the demon realm, this may be the worst injury he has ever suffered.

Feeling the rapid fall of my body, the sound of wind whistling by my ears.

This feeling of losing control of the body made Zhuo Bufan extremely uncomfortable.

The abyss was filled with white mist. Through the white mist, you could see some huge cracks on the stone walls on both sides of the abyss. It was supposed to be traces left by the strong men's battle back then. Even though hundreds of thousands of years have passed, the traces left by these battles still have a strong murderous aura. When you look at them, your eyes will feel tingling.

"As long as it does not fall into the hands of the Luzhe Realm Emperor, there will be a glimmer of hope." Zhuo Bufan lay down flat, his eyes looked up above, and saw the sky keep getting smaller in his eyes. Even if he fell into such a situation, he was not completely desperate. How could he give up easily until the last moment?

Hulala... The more you fall down, the colder the temperature around you. The blue thunder wandering in the air continues to penetrate into your body, causing your skin to burst and blood, like a broken doll.

In this special place, not only can the energy of the outside world be absorbed from the outside to supplement it, but even the laws of heaven and earth are incomplete and the power of mysteries cannot be used at all.

"If you survive, you must find a way to survive." Zhuo Bufan tried his best to calm his mind. He had fallen for dozens of breaths and had not yet approached the bottom of the abyss. The originally small-successful ancient saint's appearance is now broken. Under the impact of gravity acceleration, once it falls to the ground, the bones of the whole body will be shattered, and even damage the dantian, and cannot replenish his own energy.

It is necessary to reduce the damage caused by the impact. Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth, and his keen six senses made him realize that he was less than thousands of miles away from the abyss.

"You must never sit and wait for death!" Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth and tried his best to mobilize the power contained in each cell. Then he grabbed the void with his palm, and the spear appeared, and then gathered the energy to the spear, and stabbed it hard toward the bottom. This blow almost drained the only trace of energy left in his body.

A huge spear shadow appeared on the spear hundreds of feet, stabbing down with endless pressure.

Zhuo Bufan also relied on this recoil force to make the rapidly falling body stagnate, slightly slowing down the falling speed. However, in this way, the last trace of energy in his body was completely drained, and the rest could only be "doing his own affairs and leaving the will of heaven."

The huge gun shadow stabbed downwards, and a towering mountain below completely collapsed and shattered under the terrifying gun shadow, rumbling... rumbling... muffled sounds continued to spread, and circular air waves swept around.

"Cloak"... followed by a huge muffled sound.

A figure like a high-speed cannonball passed through the clouds and mist, falling down, and directly smashed into the collapsed peak.

Zhuo Bufan was lying in the pile of gravels, almost bloody and bloody. His bones were shattered into thousands of pieces, his internal organs were broken, and his body was as qi as a wandering thread. Zhuo Bufan felt like a ball of flesh mud. His dantian was severely damaged, and the Yuanli vortex could not be used to replenish his Yuanli. He finally supported him, but this state was too bad now. Even if a flame demon appeared, he could share it.

Zhuo Bufan felt his body empty, and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers. He only had a little clear mind. His eyes could turn slightly. Looking at the sky, he suddenly saw some black shadows appear, and a bitter smell appeared on the corners of his mouth. These flame demons were like maggots on their tars and rushed into the Burial Holy Abyss with him.

When I thought about it, I realized that these fire demons were born in the Holy Abyss, so I was naturally fearless.

"Are I really going to die at the hands of these beasts today?" Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly, and now he couldn't even move his fingers, let alone deal with these flame demons who were snatching from behind.

A flame demon rushed the fastest, rushed in front, opened his bloody mouth, stretched out his sharp claw blades with his palms, and grabbed Zhuo Bufan's head directly, as if he wanted to cut off Zhuo Bufan's head.

Canopy...

Suddenly, the flame demon flew out, hitting dozens of flame demons leaping down from behind, and suddenly flew around.

"Bully my master, it seems that you beasts don't take me seriously!" A very domineering voice sounded beside him. Zhuo Bufan looked at him, pulled the corner of his mouth, and showed a faint smile. Next to him, a purple python dozens of feet in size and covered with dark purple scales entrenched in the air, with a pair of purple pupils with a bone-broken coldness and killing.
Chapter completed!