As the moon approached the bottom of the peak, the ground shook continuously, and soon a hole opened.
The sobbing sound became louder, and the sinister wind howled, carrying endless sinister energy and rising into the sky!
"This is the breath of the netherworld!"
A picture suddenly flashed through Ao Qianmiao's mind, and she couldn't help but shout out.
Everyone was startled and looked at her quickly.
In the entire world of Chiming, no one can see Netherworld. How does this Princess Qianmiao know about it?
Hu Qingyi quietly protected her behind him, blocking the inquiring eyes of the people from the Demon Sect.
Holy Son of Liefeng looked away and frowned: "What's so special about this place that it actually communicates with You Meditation?"
Taiyi stepped forward, looked directly into the crack, and said: "No matter what, since this place is occupied by my wife, I naturally want to find out!"
"I come!"
Yan Xiu took a step forward, his pupils flashed with light, the two apertures overlapped, and his double pupils opened to explore the cracks.
The Holy Son of Liefeng felt a chill in his heart when he saw this. He looked at Yun Zhao beside him and looked at the crack.
Inside the crack, the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling are endless, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the icy cold air is getting more alarming.
"Sister!"
Wang Shuo yelled, waking everyone up.
Several people turned their heads to look, and saw a look of struggle on Gu Baijun's face, but his steps were involuntarily walking towards the crack.
"wake up!"
Tai Yi pointed at her forehead and shouted in a deep voice.
"Well!"
Gu Baijun rubbed his forehead and suddenly woke up.
"How is it? What did this little friend see?"
Holy Son of Gale asked curiously.
Among the people present, she and Wang Shuo had the lowest cultivation level. Everyone else was fine, but she had a reaction. There must be something to it.
Sure enough, after Gu Baiyun woke up, he said with lingering fear: "I feel that there is something down there that is attracting me."
Everyone looked at her sideways. With this statement, doesn't the thing below have a fate with her?
They looked at Holy Son Liefeng again, only to see him smiling and saying: "I have no sense of this Holy Son, so I must not have as much luck as my little friend."
"What did Sixth Junior Brother see?"
Tai Yi asked.
Yan Xiu blinked, retracted his eyes, and said: "The thing that Junior Sister Gu is talking about should be the dead ice dragon under the ground."
"Ice Chi?"
Everyone was surprised.
No wonder there is an icy air here. It turns out that an ice dragon fell here.
"This ice dragon must have been dead for many years. Didn't it mutate as the world advanced?"
Gu Baijun held Wang Shuo's hand and watched as frost began to form on his hair again.
As monks in the Hedao stage, if she hadn't had a special physique, they would have been as unable to withstand the cold air as Wang Shuo.
"It's possible. You two should step back and protect yourselves. Be careful of the ice dragon."
Ao Qianmiao pushed the two little guys back.
"Guys, I want to go down and find out what's going on, will you guys come?"
Saint Son of Gale asked.
"Let's go together!"
Tai Yi turned back to look at Gu Baijun and warned: "You two stay here, if anyone comes, crush this jade talisman."
He raised his wrist, and a jade-colored brilliance fell into Gu Baijun's hand.
This jade talisman contains a ray of his divine will, which can withstand real attacks and can also transmit messages regardless of space restrictions.
Gu Baijun held the jade talisman and pulled Wang Shuo to retreat halfway up the mountain.
"Walk!"
Holy Son of Gale Wind jumped down the crack first, followed by Yun Zhao and others.
"Let's go down too."
Tai Yi took the lead, and after Ao Qianmiao pressed down, a group of four people also entered the crack.
The wind howled, and everything was pitch black.
The Holy Son of Gale and others in front have disappeared.
Ao Qianmiao held a topaz octagonal palace lantern to illuminate the road ahead.
The further you go down, the stronger the cold and sinister air becomes.
"Senior sister, do you think the unusual movements here are due to this ice chimpanzee?"
Ao Qianmiao asked softly.
"Logically speaking, it shouldn't be."
Hu Qingyi shook his head and thought: "It is difficult to see the Netherworld. Even if the ice dragon mutates after death, it is impossible to shake the Netherworld."
"I'm just afraid that something happened in the Netherworld."
Yan Xiu said suddenly.
Several people's hearts trembled and they became more and more cautious.
Hu Qingyi took a few steps forward and walked side by side with Tai Yi. Their magic weapons merged instantly, and the sun and moon shone brightly.
Yan Xiu's double pupils opened again, and the light shot out a few feet, parting the fog in front of him, and shining straight ahead.
"Sixth Brother, have you seen Fellow Daoist Liefeng and the others?"
Ao Qianmiao frowned and asked.
After walking for a long time, I still haven't seen their figures. It's impossible for them to fall directly into the netherworld, right?
"in front."
"Then let's go faster, they will take all the treasure later."
Ao Qianmiao shouted anxiously, urging Taiyi and the others to leave quickly.
Reluctantly, the group speeded up and soon arrived deep underground.
The cold air became even heavier, and a huge shadow outline suddenly appeared in the eyes of several people.
Holy Son of Liefeng and others were standing in front of the shadow. When they heard the sound of footsteps, they turned around and said, "Come here, fellow Taoist Taiyi!"
The golden lotus under Ao Qianmiao's feet flickered, and she rushed past her senior brothers and sisters and rushed to Bing Chi.
This is a huge ice dragon, all white and over a thousand meters long.
However, the most shocking thing is that his body actually exudes the pressure of the peak of a true immortal.
Moreover, its breath is extremely strange, as if it is a living creature. When it sees people coming, it suddenly bursts out with a fierce aura.
"hold head high!"
A huge dragon roar sounded from Ao Qianmiao's mouth.
She looked sullen and stared at Bing Chi coldly.
Bing Chi's behavior greatly angered her, and the pressure belonging to the seven-clawed true dragon was released unabashedly, pressing towards Bing Chi.
"hold head high……"
The suppression of blood caused the ice chi to let out a somewhat frightening dragon roar.