Soon, they passed through the sky above half of the canyon.
Less than a tenth of a distance away, they would be able to reach the shore safely.
Most of the armor was intact, so there was no problem for them to survive.
However, at this moment, an unexpected scene appeared.
A low roar suddenly came from the pitch-black abyss below.
A mass of solidified cold wind flew from the deepest part of the Abyss. It formed a five-clawed force and clawed fiercely at them.
The cold wind was ten times stronger than ordinary cold wind. The armor on their bodies would not be of any use.
The bald youth’s expression changed slightly, and he said hurriedly, “Run!”
He turned around and grabbed miss song’s shoulders. He carried her on his shoulders and ran toward the shore not far away.
Xia Jingyu also frowned and muttered, “The sinkhole tomb is indeed not an ordinary place.”
Before crossing the canyon, she had secretly calculated the fate of this trip. The result was extremely smooth.
