chapter 5 crypt abyss

His voice seemed to pop out of the Nine Nether Hells. Sorin felt a sudden air of cold air rising uncontrollably from his tailbone to the Tianling Cap, making him shiver all over and unable to even utter a word.

Next to them, the cheers of several teenagers stopped abruptly.

This group of fierce guys were all stunned on the spot, like ducks that had their necks strangled, and they were at a loss.

Merlin Moor sneered and slowly put away his sword.

Then he suddenly turned around and sprinted towards the garbage cliff.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared into the hazy moonlight in the distance that Sorin and his companions seemed to have woken up from a dream. They all looked at each other and saw the chill in each other's eyes, as if they had made an unbelievable scene. Like a nightmare.

"Fuck, this little bastard..."Sorin gasped, with a sinister look in his eyes.

What the hell is going on today?

Why did Merlin Moor, who was as stupid as a pig and submissive, suddenly become so ruthless and decisive?

It's like a new person.

A rusty sword that was about to break at any moment, was so terrifying in his hand?

Sorin recalled the moment of the fight and still couldn't help but sweat.

He found incredulously that the swordsmanship displayed by this "Sword-Asking Pig", both in speed and charm, seemed to be superior to that of the registered disciple of the Sword-Asking Sect he knew... But, how could this be possible?

"Mr.Sorin, what should I do? Should I chase him?" A younger brother picked up the long sword that was knocked away and came over to ask.

"Chasing? What a chase. Who is his opponent if he catches up? Are you looking for a fight?"Sorin was so angry that he took the long sword and put it back into the scabbard.

"Ah? Then...is that the end of it?"

"Of course we can't just let it go. Find someone to deal with him. Can the monk escape but not the temple? Hey, if you dare to fight with me, I will make him live or die. Let's go!"Sorin eyes were full of vicious eyes.

If the bright one doesn't work, the yin one can still be used.

He is not a measured person.

Merlin Moor made him lose face in front of his younger brothers today, and he must get it back a hundred times.

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After getting rid of the entanglement of Sorin and others, Merlin Moor quickly arrived at his destination.

This is a gentle slope of the stone forest that slopes downward at 45 degrees. Every day, a large amount of garbage is dumped down the gentle slope and slides down to the bottom of the bottomless cliff hundreds of meters away.

The abyss under this cliff is called the Crypt Abyss.

Endless black mist billows under the cliff at all times, the wind roars, and there are loud sounds, like ghosts crying and gods howling, and there is also a huge and terrifying suction force.

It is said that this is the entrance to an underground world of monsters that has been abandoned for tens of thousands of years.

When the Wenjian Sect was founded, it was very interested in this underground abyss and once sent experts to investigate it.

However, after paying a heavy price of one Grandmaster level strongman, three innate martial arts masters and dozens of great martial arts masters entering the cave and never returning, Wenjian Sect was finally extinguished and continued. Explore ideas.

Later, the Wenjian Sect simply turned the abyss into a forbidden area and strictly prohibited the disciples from entering the abyss to explore.

Later, it became a dumping ground for the sect.

Over thousands of years, an unknown amount of garbage has been dumped into this abyss. Even the area above the cliff has been filled with garbage. Over time, wind, sun, and rain, a large amount of garbage accumulates here and stinks, decays, and ferments, making the area several miles around. The garbage stone forest within a hundred meters is almost turning into a swamp, breeding poisonous gas.

Many people from the slums once accidentally entered here, inhaled poisonous gas, and lost their lives.

For this reason, few people in the slums dare to enter here.

As for the superior disciples of Wenjian Sect?

The pride and sense of superiority of warriors would prevent them from condescending to come to such a dirty and smelly place.

The former Merlin Moor, on the other hand, would come back to the garbage dump every night to search for treasures. If he was lucky, he would find some good stuff, which he could take back to his home or sell in the free market to exchange for some silver to support his family.

He has an upright character and courage, and he dares to go where others dare not. In the end, he actually figured out a safe route that could avoid the poisonous miasma and mud traps and reach the edge of the cliff.

This is why, before Merlin Moor, no one could discover that there were actually several extremely precious third-level positive spiritual grass [Dragon Heart Mysterious Grass] on a raised stone wall a hundred meters below the cliff.

If it were in any other place, the [Dragon Heart Mysterious Grass] with the third-grade rank would have been picked by others long ago, and it would be his turn to pick it.

Speaking of which, Merlin Moor accidentally discovered the [Dragon Heart Mysterious Grass] under the cliff two days ago.

This third-level yang spiritual herb is a good medicine for nourishing the body and improving the meridians.

If harvested, it would be enough to greatly improve Merlin Moor's physical quality within fifteen days, improve the inherent shortcomings of his meridians, and reach a level that can pass the test of the Wenjian Sect.

This is Merlin Moor last hope.

According to his memory and following the familiar route, Merlin Moor soon came to the edge of the cliff.

He carefully lay on the ground and stretched his head to look down the cliff.

The black mist below is billowing and the wind is howling. You can vaguely see a few rays of red light flickering in the black mist a hundred meters below. This is where the [Dragon Heart Mysterious Grass] is.

Merlin Moor also took a breath of air.

This place is really very dangerous.

There is a strange suction in the black mist, and it is extremely difficult to pick the spiritual grass.

However, he had no other choice.

After a rough preparation, he fixed one end of the temporarily connected rope on a rock on the edge of the cliff and threw the other end off the cliff. Seeing that the distance was about the same, Merlin Moor gritted his teeth, grabbed the rope tightly, and went down bit by bit. cliff.

"Mom, what's going on? I'm going down a cliff in the middle of the night, and there's not even a safety buckle. If I let go, I'll fall and turn into a meat pie!"

Merlin Moor descended more than ten meters along the rope, feeling a little like crying without tears.

Who knew his crow's mouth was so clever.

Before he finished his sentence, there was a stabbing sound.

The seemingly strong rope unexpectedly broke into two pieces without any warning.

Merlin Moor was so frightened that he peed.

Before he could even look up, he felt his body light up and he fell down like a meteor.

It fell too fast, like a meteor falling.

Merlin Moor didn't have time to react at all. His body rolled unconsciously and hit the rocks protruding from the cliff. Blood spurted out, and waves of severe pain from broken bones came, as if he had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

The next moment, he lost consciousness.