I don’t know when the vast wasteland has returned to its usual appearance.

The scene in the early morning, which was like the arrival of the end of the world, has disappeared, replaced by the sunshine again.

The traces left by the people in front of you can still be clearly seen on the ground. Iverson and Tam were chasing the Komodo giant beast. There were footprints like stone piers on the ground, which were clearly visible.

There is still a pool of blue blood in these footprints, which is unusually eye-catching in a golden soil.

They were some unlucky demons knocked down by Komodo's giant beast and then trampled on the soles of their feet. Yang Dashuan could no longer tell which race these demons originally belonged to, but there was nothing serious about it. Anyway, they had already turned into a pile of meatless meat.

According to the footprints left by the Komodo giant beast, Yang Dashuan could easily catch up with the traces left by a group of people without any effort.

A gust of wind swept by, and Chimera ran with colorful colors and frost dragons.

"Why are you here?" Yang Dashuan rolled his eyes and looked at Xiang Shuai. "If you threaten me at this time, I will kill you and the devil!"

"I'm not here to help you, I'm here to kill the fear demon king Simida - if necessary, I can be with you." Xiang Shuai looked at Yang Dashuan coldly.

Yang Dashuan laughed in his heart and didn't say anything.

If you change the position, you will help Xiangshuai without hesitation.

After all, the opponent I face is the demon in the Abyss Plane, the common enemy on the Hekai continent.

After all, the speed of the flying unit is different, far exceeding the walking of the land unit. Soon, Yang Dashuan met the ogre and the dwarf Duijia who were left on the back.

After seeing these slaves, Yang Dashuan immediately felt at ease. At least Govelad told him that he was not incorrect in the direction. As long as he continued to fly down this direction, he could meet other people.

This is true. After meeting the Dwarfs and Ogres of Duijia, Yang Dashuan in the sky found the shadow of giants on the ground. At the same time, someone there noticed the sky.

A rapid turn of the frost dragon landed on the ground at an extremely fast speed.

"Rog!" As soon as she landed, Yang Dashuan heard familiar shouts. It was the voices of Lelen and Alice, and there were also Iverson and a group of swamp giants, ancient giant beasts... All the slaves who were not seen in the territory were here.

The slaves quickly surrounded him, and Leren and Alice even threw themselves into Yang Dashuan's arms and started to whimper. "Rogue, Joan of Arc was captured by the devil..."

Yang Dashuan hugged Leren and Alice tighter and tighter. "I know everything! After hearing Govellard's words, I was chasing him!"

Here we have reached the foot of the Kemeser Mountains, and along the upstream of Suprati, a deep corridor is clearly visible. The huge hole is like a demon with a big mouth, ready to devour all mortals who dare to invade their majesty at any time.

The slaves blocked the cave entrance, and many demons' corpses were lying on the river bank. They were dragged to the sun by the slaves. However, as soon as they appeared, they turned into fishy liquid and dirty fog.

It was obvious that the demons had escaped into the dark cave.

Xiangshuai also followed, standing on the riverside and looking at the deep cave from afar.

"You are all here, Xiangshuai and I will go in!" Yang Dashuan touched his body, magic lightning shield, fish intestine dagger, Moradin musket and the Ring of Fire, all the ones that should be brought with him were brought.

"Master, I'll go too!" the centaurs shouted loudly.

There were many slaves, and the backward ogres, dwarves and elves muskets also followed, looking as if they were ready to die.

"Get back to me!" Yang Dashuan was angry and cursed one by one. "This is not a house play. There are too many people, but it will attract their attention! Xiangshuai and I are fine!"

Yang Dashuan had been to this dark cave a long time ago. Although both Leren and Alice knew it, who could have thought that this place could lead to the abyss plane?

Iverson bit his lip.

The cave was too small, and he couldn't get into it.

The slaves also looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"You must save Joan of Arc. The Demon King of Fear has vented his anger that had been sealed for many years on Joan of Arc. They want to bring Joan of Arc back to the abyss plane and use her soul and blood to wash away the shame of the Demon King of Fear." Leren's tears had wet Yang Dashuan's front.

"Don't worry, I'll save him later!" Yang Dashuan hugged Leren and Alice again, kissing again and again, and it seemed that they couldn't kiss enough. "The abyss plane is countless times wider than the Heke Continent. I don't know if I can come back alive..."

Yang Dashuan smacked his lips, wanted to speak, but then swallowed the rest back into his stomach.

He crawled into the dark cave.

Just as the slaves were trying to follow the master's footsteps into the cave, Yang Dashuan poked his head out again. "Go back, there are mazes everywhere in the dark cave, and spider-turned elves everywhere... If you follow, not only will you not be able to save people, but you will drag me back!"

The slaves looked at each other and stopped in front of the cave consciously.

Xiang Shuai glanced at the people who were stunned in the spot, blinked, and followed Yang Dashuan into the cave. Through the dark corridor, the figures outside the cave stayed there for a long time, for a long time...

After a deep darkness, Yang Dashuan and Xiangshuai finally saw the light.

The walls of the corridor were filled with fists-sized night pearls, which made Xiang Shuai's eyes full of shock. Yang Dashuan looked at Xiang Shuai like a rusty bun, although the first time he saw this corridor covered with Night Pearls, he was not much better than Xiang Shuai.

The skeletons and flags on the ground were still lying there.

Unlike last time, they became even more worn.

Xiang Shuai squatted on the ground and slashed the ground with her hands. "There are many footprints here... They walked from here! And there are a lot of them. I don't know if the demon king is also inside!"

"No matter whether it is, we can only leave here now!" Yang Dashuan led Xiang Shuai all the way forward. "There are many spider-formed elves living in the cave. I wonder if those drow elves are still there!"

Seeing Xiang Shuai looking at him with shocked eyes, Yang Dashuan added another sentence. "I've been here before!"

As cruel and bloodthirsty as the demons, the same scenes accumulated on the ground as Yang Dashuan saw two years ago.

A high layer of corpses accumulated on the ground. The corpses had turned into skins, arranged neatly, and a thick layer of dust accumulated on the skins.

These are not humans. Some are like the corpses of the Drow elves that Yang Dashuan said, some are the corpses of natives on the wasteland, and some have never seen Xiangshuai before.

The corridor is very long, almost like it is passing through permanent darkness. Xiang Shuai has looked at Yang Dashuan many times. If it weren't for Lao Yang being by his side, he would even think he was trapped by the demon.

Suddenly, there was a sudden cheerfulness.

The low corridor passed by, but replaced by a larger cave.

In front of it is a rushing underground river, and there is a big tree that is almost beyond Xiangshuai's perception in front of the river bank. Before seeing this sycamore tree again, Xiangshuai believed that the ancient tree of fate in the Elf Empire was already the highest plant on this continent, but this big tree completely subverted Xiangshuai's perception.

The rainbow-like apertures are rendered on the left and right of the sycamore tree, and strange scenes are occasionally passed through the rainbow aperture.

These are time and space cracks, and no one knows which plane the crack leads to.

What is most surprising is the light emitted from the top of the sycamore tree!

Yang Dashuan pulled out the Destroyer, wrapped a rope around the bottom of the axe, and threw it twice in his hand. The Destroyer cut straight on the sycamore tree. This detail made Xiang Shuai's heart thrust - the elves liked novel plants the most.

After pulling, Yang Dashuan came over with the rope.

Now is not the time to enjoy the scenery, and Joan of Arc is still in the hands of those demons, which makes Yang Dashuan always anxious. Xiangshuan also learned something and came over.

Further forward is the prison where the Drow Elves are imprisoned. I don’t know if it’s still there after so long.

There were no signs of fighting along the way, and there were noisy footprints on the ground. It seemed that these demons were eager to return. As for the spider-formed elves that Yang Dashuan had always been worried about, it did not make him feel at ease, because this was not the nest of spider-formed elves... The nest egg that kept shrinking and squirming was the root cause of his palpitations.

Looking at the empty prison, Xiangshuai's heart couldn't help but sink.

No matter how stupid he was, he could still notice this bad sign.
Chapter completed!