Chapter 734 "Bottom of the Well"

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"Beep——————"

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

When the wings tore through the protective suit, the indicator screen on the wrist also turned a striking blood red.

"Serious damage was found, the circulatory system has failed, please take self-help measures immediately!"

Along with it came the stinging pain of being burned by steam.

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

"Hold on tight!"

At the moment the platform fell, he grabbed Yan Qing's woven web chain and took the initiative to jump down the only place where he could land.

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

This position is at least more than ten floors above the "bottom of the well". If it falls directly to the ground, even the air sensor will be in danger.

The only one who can adapt here is Luo Qingqing.

As the operator of the dragon scales, she had long been accustomed to the feeling of turning and moving in the air.

Xia Fan also knew this, so he immediately said to Luo Qingqing, "The air defense is left to you!"

"Don't worry, I will take good care of everyone." The latter nodded without hesitation. The golden flying swords emerged one after another, surrounding the people in the weaving net. Although Luo Qingqing's movements were restricted, the dragon scales did not need her to wield them. These self-thinking blades were connected to the creator's mind, and Luo Qingqing's thoughts and visions would become their instructions for action.

Soon, a winged charm appeared in the white mist.

These bird-like monsters had long been mentioned in the intelligence shared by the Salvation Church. Their main means of attack was to sneak attack from high altitude and suddenly drag people into the skylight. Their own strength was by no means strong, but they were quite difficult to deal with because they could fly.

However, when Xia Fan and his group were also gliding, the advantage of the evil spirits disappeared.

They pounced on Xia Fan from all directions, and the first to meet them was the golden sword light.

A few arcs flashed by, and these two-winged evil spirits were cut into two parts, turning into a wisp of black smoke and dissipating in the thick fog.

Seeing that the enemy could not get close easily, Xia Fan also breathed a sigh of relief and focused his attention on controlling the dragon wings. He could not climb the height at all because of the weight of seven or eight people, and could only descend by circling with the help of air currents. Fortunately, he had practiced hard before returning from the West Pole, and the space in the skylight was wide enough, so he flew smoothly.

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

The black outline of the ground was vaguely revealed under the illumination of the vibration lamp.

Have you passed through the fog layer?

Xia Fan felt that the temperature in the helmet was also rising sharply, almost the same as the closed compartment in the hot summer. In sweat, he saw cracks everywhere on the wall of the well, and these cracks were full of pipes thicker than ancient trees, and the white fog was pouring out from these pipes.

Fortunately, the heat is flowing upwards. Once it passes the heat dissipation point, the field of vision can quickly return to normal. Otherwise, he really doesn't know how to search for this skylight that can hold Jinxia City in the smoke and demon attacks.

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

"What did you say?" Xia Fan was stunned.

"Believe me, the air won't lie!"

Hearing her say this, Xia Fan could only grit his teeth and let the dragon wings flap faster so that everyone could stay in the air longer. Just then, a hissing noise sounded in the helmet-

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

Being able to hear the sound means that the person who is asking for help is quite close to them.

Li, who has recovered, quickly found the target, "Xia Fan, lower left!"

On the dark ground, a white dot was vaguely standing. If you don't look closely, it's hard to find that it is actually the helmet of the protective suit. And the people wearing protective suits here can only be the pioneers who took the elevator to the ground in the first few batches.

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 strange phenomenon - the other party was indeed a warrior 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 almost covered his chest, and his helmet was broken, and his face swollen due to the high heat was completely exposed to the public.

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

"It's so hot..."

"Save me, please..."

Xia Fan couldn't help but shudder.

This scene reminded him of the Venus flytrap. The former secretes its own mucus to lure insects, while the latter uses the pioneers who just died.

There is no doubt that they were attacked by the evil spirits at the moment the elevator landed. But even after death, the evil spirits did not let them go, but used the short-distance communication system of the protective suit to send a cry for help, attracting the follow-up into the trap.

This is the first time he has seen such an evil spirit.

As the distance got closer, the vibrating lights revealed more and more "bait" and the true form of the black earth - a blanket-like entity interwoven with countless plant vine-like tentacles.

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

"I'm afraid they have all met with an accident." Princess Guangping said calmly, "and the elevator has gone up and down several times, but the emergency bell has never rung once. This is the most terrible thing."

Hearing Ning Wanjun's words, everyone else shuddered.

"Could it be... a Kan technique?"

"No matter what, we have to find a place to stay!" Venerable Shengtian's tone was filled with anxiety, "Lord Xia, how long can you hold on?"

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

But this self-healing speed has a limit.

"Look there!" Li's voice suddenly rose, "On the right side at midnight, ten feet above the ground! Could that door be the special passage Xia Fan mentioned?"

Everyone looked in the direction the fox demon pointed, and saw an orange-red door embedded in the stone wall of the well!

Xia Fan couldn't help but feel happy.

It should be right.

Orange-red represents 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 pull everyone over directly.

Landing has almost become inevitable!