Originally, Kong Ju thought that everyone would not fight against each other until they reached the bottom of the tiankeng and saw the opportunity.

But he still underestimated the ferocity of these monks.

Many people started fighting on the rock wall as soon as they came down from the pit.

Kong Ju was only less than a hundred feet down the pit, and there were only two body lengths left of him.

Two monks were already fighting in order to get a front position.

Each of them used their own means to hang themselves on the wall of the pit, while using fierce Taoist spells and magical weapons to attack their opponents.

Bang! The rock walls were smashed to pieces by the bombardment, and the rubble exploded and fell into the pit below.

"You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. If you beat him to death now, will he still be alive when he reaches the bottom of the pit?" Kong Ju cursed inwardly, then quickly left his original position to avoid this unnecessary dispute.

He used his spiritual power to condense two ice spikes, inserted them into the wall of the pit, and moved them down alternately.

It’s not that he was afraid of fighting with others, because there was almost no foothold on the wall of the pit, he was just afraid of accidentally falling into the pit, which would be a miserable death.

The battle around Kong Ju was just one of many fights on the pit wall.

Friction also occurred in other locations.

Many people were knocked into the abyss during the battle. Kong Ju watched them fall from the air to the bottom of the pit for a long time without hearing any sound of them landing.

One can imagine how deep this huge pit is.

Fortunately, Han Honghua was leading the way ahead. Many people were afraid of this prodigy on the Potential Dragon List.

He did not dare to attack Kong Ju and the puppet beside him.

He descended thousands of feet safely.

The surrounding light was gradually getting deeper and deeper and could not shine down, and the environment became darker and darker. Han Honghua was clearly less than ten feet away from Kong Ju, but he could only vaguely see a blurry silhouette of Han Honghua below.

Fortunately, he had practiced the Jinming Soul Refining Method and had the help of spiritual consciousness. Even without relying on his naked eyes, he could feel the surrounding environment.

Others were not so lucky.

Huh! Kong Jue's ears moved, and he felt the sound of wind above his head. He immediately became alert and subconsciously pressed his body against the rock wall.

Sure enough, a black shadow quickly passed by Kong Ju, brushed past him, and fell straight into the abyss.

"That was close!" Without waiting for Kong Ju to breathe a sigh of relief.

With his spiritual sense, he sensed a figure sticking to the wall of the pit, approaching him rapidly from his right side.

Then Kong Ju saw a flash of silver light in the darkness, and a sharp sword light came towards him.

Taking advantage of the gap when I was avoiding the falling man, I suddenly attacked me. The timing was very appropriate, and it was no more than this for Kong Ju to attack me by surprise.

"If it weren't for my spiritual sense, I would have let you succeed!" He sneered. Kong Ju had noticed him a long time ago, so how could he let him succeed?

As his mind moved, the puppet refining on his left side immediately took advantage of the wall of the pit and headed towards the sword light that was stabbing towards him.

Whoosh! Lian Kui threw a punch, which collided with the sword light.

Boom! That person's cultivation was not low, at least he was at the eighth level of Yanglun, a strong collision.

Immediately, a strong battle wave was aroused on the wall of the pit.

The attack failed, and the attacker used the force of the puppet refining machine to fly backwards, as if preparing to withdraw quickly.

But how could Kong Ju let him have his wish?

"Hmph! You want to run away after I've beaten me!" With a cold snort, Kong Ju had already controlled the water in the wine jug to spread in the direction of the attacker at the moment when Lian Kui made his move.

The pit walls in that area were frozen into a mirror-smooth ice surface.

The person who had made the move retreated to that area, with no place to gain leverage, and his body immediately fell down.

Fortunately, his cultivation was not bad and he was not comparable to those who accidentally fell into the abyss. While falling, he stabbed the long sword in his hand into the rock wall.

The tip of the sword penetrated deep into the wall of the pit, creating a series of sparks, but it actually stabilized his body, allowing him to escape danger.

But Kong Ju was a man of revenge, so how could he let him get away like that?

"Chase!" Following Kong Ju's order.

Boom! Lian Kui suddenly kicked the wall of the pit, leaped out, and rushed towards the man.

Kong Ju's figure followed closely behind.

If you use your brain you will know the motive of the person who did this.

The residual breath of wind feathers collected in this strong wind a few days ago is very valuable. So many people saw it, he must be one of them, and he wanted to take advantage of the geographical advantage to kill himself here.

"Use him to make an example of someone else!" Kong Ju's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

It just so happens that someone has taken the lead and let those who secretly covetous thoughts see that they are not pushovers.

One punch is enough to avoid a hundred punches.

The battle between Kong Ju and the attacker was so loud that it naturally attracted the attention of the surrounding monks.

Seeing that Lian Kui and Kong Ju ignored the danger of falling and desperately chased the attacker, they all looked strange.

When Kong Ju and Lian Kui took the remaining breath of Feng Yu, they acted like desperate men. It turned out that there were people who really wanted to provoke such desperate people.

"The soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, the hard ones are afraid of the tough ones, and the tough ones are afraid of the desperate ones. This guy is impulsive."

"How could someone who can follow behind Han Honghua be so weak? He was indeed reckless."

"Humph, the strong prey on the weak. He took Feng Yu's remnant, so we have to be prepared for this."

…

Han Honghua also noticed something strange behind her.

However, seeing that Kong Ju and Lian Kui were unilaterally hunting down the person who made the attack, she did not intervene but stayed where she was.

To deter others who want to take advantage of the situation.

"It's just a good opportunity to see how strong these two brothers are." Han Honghua raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

She didn't think Kong Ju was as weak as he appeared to be. If he dared to follow her down the tiankeng, he must have something to rely on.

This is indeed the case.

While Lian Kui and the sword cultivator who had launched a sneak attack were fighting again, Kong Ju was wrapped in a layer of gauze and punched the man with a fighting style almost like a physical cultivator.

Before the fist arrived, the wind from the fist arrived first, and a sharp cold air blew over, covering the man's whole body with a layer of white frost.

Boom! Kong Ju punched the huge pit, leaving a square dent a foot long on the smooth pit wall.

Lian Kui stomped his foot on the huge pit again, and pursued the man without giving him any chance to breathe.

“Damn, are these two physical cultivators? Each of them has close to the eighth level of Yanglun realm in terms of strength, but they have hit a wall this time.” The man looked quite old, with some gray in his hair.

It was obvious at first glance that he was a veteran like Feng An, which was why he grasped the timing of his move so well.

He had already made up his mind that if the assassination failed, he would retreat quickly.

With the geographical advantage, they would certainly not dare to pursue us.

Who would have thought that these two guys were so cruel that they would risk falling to kill me.

Before he could think more, Lian Kui attacked him again, beating him so hard that he suffered terribly.

At the same time, Kong Ju also crawled out from the depression created by the blast and pounced again.

One man and one puppet surrounded the man.

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Kong Ju's eyes were filled with murderous intent and he was so fierce that he gave up on defense.

The man's sword blade slashed on his own Cold Snow Sacrifice Technique, but it only trembled slightly and could not break the defense of this Taoist magic.

He chose to withstand the blow of his sword, rushed forward, and punched the man in the abdomen.

Boom! With the help of the Cold Snow Sacrifice Technique, the power of Kong Ju's punch directly hit the man's abdomen, causing a deep dent.

The force of the fist penetrated the body, and in the space behind the man, a visible air wave was created.

As for the swordsman who was hit by the punch, he vomited blood and his body curled up like a roasted shrimp roll.

"Die!" Kong Ju's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He grabbed his hair and slammed him hard against the rock wall.

Bombard!

His entire head and body were smashed into the rock wall.

Lian Kui's attacks followed one after another, and he threw dozens of punches at the man.

Boom boom boom! Countless cracks spread out from the rock wall where he was trapped.

"That's enough!" Kong Ju inserted one hand into the rock wall to steady his body and stop Lian Kui from continuing to attack.

"Don't break my puppet-making materials."

Pondering secretly in his mind, Kong Ju climbed into the deep pit created by Lian Kui, and without looking closely at his storage bag, he put the man's body into the Qiankun bag.

Do all this.

Kong Ju slowly walked out from the depression in the rock wall.

He looked around with cold eyes.

All the monks fearfully turned their gazes away from here.

Others had only thought that Lian Kui was ruthless before, but now it seemed that Kong Ju was not a pushover either. Both of them were ruthless! And their strengths were not low, at least both were at the eighth level of Yang Lun.

There is no need to provoke these two perverts just for a little bit of Feng Yu's breath.

"Hmph." The performance of the crowd did not exceed Kong Qi's expectations.

With a sneer, he immediately led the puppet refining team and returned to their previous position along the wall of the pit, and caught up with Han Honghua who was waiting for him there.

The latter gave Kong Ju a thumbs up and said in a teasing tone: "I didn't expect that Daoist Xie is also a hidden talent and an individual cultivator."

Kong Ju knew that she was talking about his own strength, and immediately smiled modestly: "Compared to Fellow Daoist Han, I am far behind."

"Don't give me that." Han Honghua waved her hand and didn't dwell on the matter any further. Instead, she smiled and said, "No wonder I like you the most when I see you. It turns out you are also a cultivator."

"Brother Ling and you, with your strength, as long as you don't run into anyone on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, you can run rampant here."

The impression of a physical cultivator was just one that Kong Jue deliberately gave to everyone. He was not a physical cultivator at all. He was just charging around recklessly relying on the Cold Snow Sacrifice Technique.

But he was also happy to see this situation.

He did not explain anything, but looked towards the bottom of the abyss and said solemnly: "Let's go, Fellow Daoist Han. We don't know how deep it is. If the strong wind rises again, we will be in danger."

"Okay!" When Han Honghua mentioned Gangfeng, there was a hint of fear in her eyes.

Without saying anything more, he continued to slowly descend to the bottom of the pit.

It may be that he fought too hard when he went down the pit.

When the monks reached this position, they fought less.

Apart from the battle where Kong Ju killed the swordsman, there were almost no further battles.

The journey was safe and sound.

Another hour passed, and the group had descended at least ten thousand feet.

The bottom of the pit became increasingly darker, until one could hardly see one's hand in front of one's face.

"Does this sinkhole have a bottom?" Kong Ju looked at the endless darkness below with a worried look on his face. He even doubted whether this sinkhole was a bottomless abyss.

A flash of oily green light suddenly appeared from the abyss when Kong Ju looked down.

The bright color was extremely dim and only flashed for a moment.

But this undoubtedly sent out a signal that boosted Kong Ju's spirits.

And as we went deeper, the light below became brighter and brighter.

"It's almost at the bottom!" This made Kong Ju more certain of his guess.

The surrounding monks were also excited and quickened their descending speed.

"It's better not to separate later." While going down, Kong Ju vaguely heard the voice of Han Honghua not far below. Her voice was unusually solemn.

"Yeah!" Kong Ju understood what Han Honghua meant and nodded solemnly.

The fight when we went down the pit just now was to squeeze in space.

It is to seize the opportunity to come down first.

Because no matter whether it was Han Honghua or Kong Ju, they all understood that the real battle would begin after they got down there.

(End of this chapter)