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"Beep———"

A piercing warning sound came from Xia Fan's helmet!

The moment the wings tore through the protective clothing, the indicator screen on the wrist also turned into a striking blood red.

"Serious damage was detected, and the circulatory system has failed. Please take immediate self-rescue measures!"

Along with it came the tingling pain of being scorched by steam.

If it was normal skin, it would soon be irreversibly burned in such an environment, but when he reorganized his wings, he deliberately chose the one with scales and armor, which greatly strengthened his resistance while losing a certain amount of flexibility. . Although he still felt pain, it was within his tolerance for the time being.

"Hold on to me!"

The moment the platform fell, he grabbed Yan Qing's webbing chains and jumped off the only square inch where he could land.

The strong sense of weightlessness made everyone close their eyes involuntarily.

This location is at least ten floors above the "bottom of the well". If it falls directly to the ground, even those who are sensitive to Qi will be in danger.

The only one who can adapt is Luo Qingqing.

As the manipulator of the dragon scale, she has long been used to the feeling of tossing and turning in the air.

Xia Fan also knew this, so he immediately said softly to Luo, "The defense in the air will be left to you!"

"Don't worry, I will be optimistic about everyone." The latter nodded without hesitation. Golden flying swords emerged one after another, surrounding everyone in the weaving net. Although Luo Qingqing's movements are limited, the dragon scales don't need her to wield them. These self-thinking blades are connected to the creator's mind. What Luo Qingqing thinks and sees will become their action instructions.

Soon, a Mei with two wings appeared in the white mist.

These bird-like monsters have long been mentioned in the information shared by the Salvation Church. Their main method of attack is to sneak attack from high altitude and drag people into the courtyard suddenly. Its own strength is by no means strong, but it is quite difficult to deal with because it can fly.

But when Xia Fan and his group were also gliding, Xie Chong's advantage disappeared.

They rushed towards Xia Fan from all directions, and the first to meet them was the golden sword glow.

A few arcs of light flashed, and these two-winged evil spirits were cut into two pieces one after another, turning into a wisp of black smoke and dissipating in the thick fog.

Seeing that the enemy couldn't get close easily, Xia Fan also breathed a sigh of relief, and focused his attention on controlling the dragon's wings—holding the weight of seven or eight people made it impossible for him to climb to the height, and he could only use the airflow to hover and descend. Fortunately, he practiced hard when he came back from the West Pole before, and the space in the patio is wide enough, so he flew fairly smoothly.

In less than two minutes, the white smoke suddenly dissipated!

The outline of the black ground is faintly revealed under the illumination of the shaking lamp.

Have you passed through the fog layer?

Xia Fan felt that the temperature inside the helmet was also rising sharply, almost the same as a closed compartment under the scorching heat. Sweating profusely, he saw cracks everywhere on the wall of the well, and these cracks were covered with pipes thicker than ancient trees, and the white mist gushed out of these pipes.

Fortunately, the hot air is rushing upwards, and once it passes the heat dissipation point, the line of sight can quickly return to normal. Otherwise, he really didn't know how to search this courtyard, which was enough to block Jinxia City, under the circumstances of being surrounded by smoke and attacked by demons.

"No, we can't go down!" Luo Weiwei suddenly warned, "That's not the ground, but some kind of evil spirit!"

"What did you say?" Xia Fan was taken aback.

"Trust me, Qi doesn't lie!"

Hearing what she said, Xia Fan could only grit his teeth and let the dragon wings fan faster so that everyone could stay in the air for a longer time. At this moment, a buzzing noise sounded from the helmet——

"Where are the others? Help, save me..."

The sound can be heard, which means that the caller is quite close to them.

Li, who had recovered, quickly found his target, "Xia Fan, lower left!"

I saw a white dot looming on the dark ground, and it was hard to find that it was actually the helmet of the protective suit without looking closely. And those wearing protective clothing here could only be the first few pioneers who landed on the elevator.

Xia Fan tried to move closer to the left, but soon he noticed something was wrong.

"Oh my god..." Li gasped.

He was obviously not the only one who discovered this vision—the other party was indeed a soldier of the Salvation Church, but only half of his body was left: his lower body was replaced by a bunch of black vines, whose branches covered almost all the way to his chest , At the same time, his helmet was also broken, and his face, which was swollen due to the high heat, was completely exposed to the eyes of everyone.

Even so, the person's voice did not stop.

"It's so hot..."

"Help me, please..."

Xia Fan couldn't help but shuddered.

This scene reminded him of the flytrap. It's just that the former secretes its own mucus to lure insects, while the latter uses the newly dead pioneers.

There is no doubt that they were attacked by evil spirits the moment the elevator landed. But even after they died, Xie Chong didn't let them go. Instead, they used the short-distance communication system of the protective clothing to send a cry for help, attracting followers to fall into the trap.

This was the first time he had seen such evil.

As the distance got closer, the shaking lights illuminated more and more "bait", as well as the real body of the black earth - a blanket-like entity made up of countless plant vine-like tentacles intertwined.

Li murmured, "The people in front..."

"I'm afraid there has been an accident." Princess Guangping said calmly, "And the elevator went up and down several times, but the emergency bell didn't ring once. This is the most terrible thing."

Hearing Ning Wanjun's words, the others could not help but shiver.

"Could it be... Kanshu?"

"No matter what, we have to find a foothold quickly!" Venerable Shengtian said with a hint of anxiety in his tone, "Master Xia, how long can you hold on?"

"Up to thirty breaths!" Xia Fan felt the temperature of his body rising, and the burning pain became more and more intense. Although there is no direct spray of hot air here, the high heat of the upper layer also makes this place like an oven. After losing the protection of the protective clothing, he is completely using Qi to resist the damage of the external environment.

It's just that there is a limit to this self-healing speed.

"Look over there!" Li's voice suddenly vibrated, "The position on the right is ten feet above the ground! Could that door be the special passage that Xia Fan mentioned?"

Everyone followed the prestige, only to see an orange-red gate embedded in the stone well wall in the direction pointed by the fox demon!

Xia Fan couldn't help but feel happy too.

Should not be wrong.

Orange represents the meaning of emergency and warning. Others may not understand it, but he is very sensitive to this kind of color.

The only problem is that this door is just opposite to where they are, and the remaining height does not allow him to directly pull the crowd and fly over.

Landing has almost become inevitable!

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