Chapter 1677 (1/2)

Lu Xuyang found that his spiritual power can fly, and began to leap up vigorously.

However, at this time, the suction of the abyss has become more and more strong. Instead of escaping from this horrible hell, Lu Xuyang is being dragged down more and more.

”No! I don't want to die! ” Lu Xuyang suddenly threw out a section of gold silk and tied Ouyang haoxuan to death.

Ouyang haoxuan wants to get rid of Lu Xuyang, but the body at the end of the crossbow has no strength.

”Ka - Ka -” that's the sound of the rocks on the cliff about to break.

Ouyang haoxuan's eyes flash with fierce light. Suddenly he reaches out and clasps He Xi to hold his hand and yanks it hard.

”Ouyang haoxuan -!!”

”No!! You can't let go. I don't want to die

He Xi stared, and his blood became cold.

She can only watch Ouyang haoxuan holding the roaring Lu Xuyang falling down, falling into the whirlpool like a bloody mouth, watching him engulfed by lava.

Ouyang haoxuan didn't even leave a word, only a light, indifferent smile. Just as he had already died and despaired, only Xi Yue's warm and shining life was left.

He Xi opened his mouth and felt that his voice and breath were frozen.

”Ka - Ka -” as if the sound of life-threatening hit again.

The huge gravel fell from the cliff top ceaselessly, and Ziming Youluo desperately wanted to catch something to resist the suction of the vortex.

However, it is only the mountain wall that keeps collapsing, and the body shape that He Xi is getting closer and closer to the vortex.

In the whirlpool, the curly heat wave of the sea of lava billows up, as if it can feel the hot breath.

All the leaves of Ziming Youluo kept shaking and climbing. However, they couldn't support and fell down.