Chapter 2271: Tiankeng

Xiao Fan struggled to chase the white stone with an anxious look on his face. He could sense that the white stone was just ahead, but he could no longer see the white stone.

I have to say that the speed of the white stone is so fast that Xiao Fan is even beyond the reach.

"What the **** is going on?" Xiao Fan's heart was extremely solemn, he no longer cared about whether there was danger in front of him, he just wanted to catch up with the white stone.

After almost a dozen breaths, Xiao Fan suddenly slowed down. It was not that he wanted to stop, but a faint white light suddenly shot in front of him.

Xiao Fan was sure that this light was not coming from white, because the light from the white stone was very holy and translucent.

But the light in front of him looked muddy, hazy, and even exuded a kind of decay.

"Fog?" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, as if remembering something instantly: "It looks exactly the same as the mist in the Soul Eating Forbidden Zone on Wushen Peak. Is there any connection between the two?"

Xiao Fan moved forward cautiously with doubts. This mist can swallow people's souls, and it can make people psychedelic. If they are not careful, they will be hit.

Moreover, the fog in this passage is denser than the fog on Wushen Peak, and the strange power is stronger.

Xiao Fan observed it a few times, and what surprised him was that the mist actually condensed but not dispersed, as if it was bound by a strange force, and could not diffuse out of this place.

"Xiao Fan, I sensed your position. You can see me if you walk ten feet forward." Suddenly, the voice of the willow of the soul slain, with a hint of excitement in his tone.

Xiao Fan was extremely calm. He sensed his surroundings, only to find that the rhizomes of the willows of the soul slayer were very scarce, and only one or two eyes had reached this area.

However, it may also happen that the existence of these two rhizomes still has a mysterious connection between his body and soul, and also saved its life.

"What do you have over there?" Xiao Fan asked, and didn't rush over.

He could sense that the white stone was in front of him, but he didn't know what was around the white stone, so he could only ask the soul-cutter willow.

"I am here in a vast expanse of whiteness, by the way, I just saw your treasure pass from here." said the soul-cutter willow.

Xiao Fan frowned. He didn't know what happened to the white stone, but it was definitely not as simple as seeing the treasure.

If an ordinary white stone senses a treasure, it will usually glow, but this time, it actually left Xiao Fan on its own initiative, which was the first time in so many years.

Xiao Fan didn't want the white stone to be sick, and the speed accelerated again. The distance of ten feet was not very far for Xiao Fan, and it only took one or two breaths.

However, Xiao Fan hadn't reached the distance of ten feet, the passage in front suddenly became spacious, and the white mist in the passage was so dense that he could barely see his fingers.

"There is a huge space in the ground?" Xiao Fan was very surprised. His soul glanced at the surrounding cliffs, only to discover that the cliffs were not created by the willow of the soul slayer. It should have been countless years ago. Existed.

After taking a few steps forward, Xiao Fan suddenly stopped his figure, his face changed slightly, and his right hand quickly grabbed a tree root next to him.

In front of him, there was a cliff with white mist and no bottom. He almost rushed into the cliff without stopping.

Dangdang!

There was a sound of stones hitting the cliff wall. The sound was clear and crisp, and the remaining sound was endless. In the end, there was no sound of falling to the bottom.

"This is?" Xiao Fan looked at the bottomless cliff in horror, and couldn't help taking a breath.

In front of him, the white mist rolled and he couldn't see the end at a glance. On both sides, he found that the cliffs were surrounded by arcs, and the arc was small enough to see the huge abyss.

Sinkeng!

Two words popped up in Xiao Fan's mind, and only Tiankeng could describe this circular deep hole. Xiao Fan conservatively estimated that this Tiankeng also had a radius of tens of miles.

What surprised him was that even if such a big tiankeng was under Wushen Peak, Wushen Peak was surrounded by sea water. According to common sense, it should be filled with sea water.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the root of the tree that Xiao Fan grasped suddenly broke, and he quickly released the root and stood firm.

"Xiao Fan, help, help me!" Suddenly, an inexplicable voice rang out from Xiao Fan's ears.

Yes, it is from his ears, not from his mind.

Xiao Fan's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, one hand suddenly protruded into the void, as if he had grasped something, but he felt that he hadn't grasped it firmly. Then he looked up and saw a ghost.

The phantom has an old and dry face like dead wood, long white hair and beard, dry and rough like rhizomes.

What makes Xiao Fan weird most is that its feet are completely integrated with the roots. Because Xiao Fan just broke the root of the tree, this root of the tree completely lost its support and almost fell into the abyss.

Fortunately, Xiao Fan caught the broken tree root in time. He looked at the old withered wooden face with a weird face and said: "Soul Willow?"

"It's the old man, I will re-introduce him, my name is Liu Zhuhun!" Liu Zhuhun, the soul god, smiled sadly, showing embarrassment on his face.

"A bad name, as if someone doesn't know that you are the willow of the soul slaying." Xiao Fan rolled his eyes, and then asked in doubt: "By the way, shouldn't your soul be tree-shaped? How can it be human-shaped?"

"Who said that the tree god's soul has to be tree-shaped?" Liu Zhuhun said with a curled lips, before blasting the cold storage and ruthlessness of the 13 cultivators of the Nine Houses, he looked like a kind grandfather.

Liu Zhu's soul is not bad by nature. The reason why he killed the human monk was only because the human monk took advantage of him, and he used the human monk easily.

If it weren't for Yuwenxian to calculate it, Liu Zhuhun would not be so angry and kill him.

Xiao Fan didn't continue to struggle with this issue, but looked at the white misty sky below and said: "Do you know what's under here?"

Liu Zhuhun also stayed here for hundreds of thousands of years anyway, and he had a good understanding of Wushen Peak.

However, to Xiao Fan's disappointment, Liu Zhuhun shook his head and said, "I have been trapped here, and I can't enter or retreat. I don't know what's down here."

Liu Zhuhun was talking about things. When his soul woke up, he was almost sucked into the sinkhole. Fortunately, he didn't completely leave his rhizome. Otherwise, it would have died long ago.

However, when Liu Zhuhun's soul wanted to follow the rhizome to return to the body, he found that the power had been acting on him, preventing him from leaving at all.

Therefore, Liu Zhuhun could only stay above the rhizomes, staying for hundreds of thousands of years, and it was more uncomfortable than death.

Fortunately, he can still connect to the main body through the rhizome, and seeing the scene around Wushen Peak through the main body is a way to pass the time.

"By the way, your treasure has just entered inside." Liu Zhuhun suddenly added.

When Xiao Fan heard the words, his brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes fixed on the sinkhole below, trying to find the specific location of the white stone, but he could only sense one direction roughly.

Huh! As Xiao Fan was killing the gods, suddenly a stream of light roared from the white mist, extremely fast, with a sharp aura like a sharp sword. "Be careful!" Liu Zhuhun screamed, with a panic on his face.