Facts prove that Feng Qingcheng's concerns are not without reason. When the vortex began to rotate completely, the two of them were already embarrassed and unable to stabilize their bodies.

At this time, not to mention going forward in reverse, it is difficult to even stand firm and move forward in a straight way.

Feng Qingcheng covered his flying hair and looked ahead. There was a light exit, but his own tendency to move further and further away from it.

Behind her, there seemed to be a pair of hands pulling her back, which made her have the will to move forward, but she was not strong enough.

Turning around and looking behind him, although there was a bright light behind him, in Feng Qingcheng's eyes, it was like an abyss of hell.

If you continue playing at this speed, you may soon be doomed.

"Dingmao..."

"What……"

"There are four people who have to understand this death. What kind of irreparable places are behind us..."

Ding Mao's eyes shrank, he suddenly shouted loudly, and he suddenly used a thousand-pound penetration skill to finally stabilize his body, and he also felt down to earth under his feet, and he felt happy.

"You can use the martial arts of falling down like a thousand pound pendant... to stabilize your body and walk out of here..."

Feng Qingcheng smiled bitterly and continued to be pulled back, shook his head in a hurry: "I'm not a god, I can do any martial arts... How could I do that?..."

Ding Mao suddenly untied his belt and handed it to Feng Qingcheng: "Catch it, I'll take you out..."

Feng Qingcheng looked at his pale face and frowned slightly: "Can you do it?"

After all, he is not a god, and the blood in his body also has a certain amount. Until now, his blood has been continuously being drawn away. I am afraid that the amount left in his body is no longer optimistic.

Ding Mao gave her a firm look that he could not do it, and suddenly shouted loudly, which led her to face the undercurrent of going against the flow, and she was so difficult to drag Feng Qingcheng towards the exit ahead.

It was just like a force was exerting. Just as Ding Mao was pulling her forward, Feng Qingcheng felt that the power of attraction behind her began to intensify in a positive proportion.

Therefore, Ding Mao not only did not pull her at all, but was led backwards by her.

"Tear..."

A slight sound of tearing the clothes into my ears made the expressions of the two of them froze.

Ding Mao turned his head stiffly and looked behind him. The sturdy cloth tape actually tore a small mouth horizontally.

Feng Qingcheng whispered hard without realizing the corner of his lips and said dryly: "Looking at this look... we can't get out..."

She turned around and looked behind her, sighed quietly, "Why do I feel the power of attraction has increased again... I think I like me very much in this place of Hell Abyss..."

"That's not the abyss of hell..." Ding Mao said in a deep voice: "The entrance of the demon clan at that time..."

"Ah..." Feng Qingcheng was stunned for no reason and said: "Demons?"

"Yes... the demon clan..." Ding Mao's voice had a deep sense of fear: "Legendly, it was a bloodthirsty world, which was completely contrary to the ancient clan..."

"You've been too proud of the ancient tribe..." Feng Qingcheng said disdainfully: "When did the ancient tribe become taller?"

She stared at the exits on both sides of the passage and said in confusion: "Why are the passages between the ancient clan and the demon clan connected?"
Chapter completed!