743 Slaughter the Dragon

Nie Ting had not stopped. His black cape flapped in the wind. Nie Ting's expression was very calm. He coldly stared at Death Valley.

A horizontal cut that spanned over a few hundred meters had appeared in Death Valley. The peaks of the two mountains beside Death Valley had been chopped off.

There was a gigantic cave below Death Valley.

The cave did not seem to have been formed by natural means. One could even see a flight of man made stairs leading into the abyss in the sun.

Lu Shu carried Chen Zuan and ran down. There was a ridge downhill. They would be safe as long as they reached the ridge.

Lu Shu ran wildly. Chen Zuan shouted, "Brother Shu, run faster!"

It was as if they were surfing and a massive wave was behind them. They could only escape being buried by the snow if they continued to run. Although they definitely would not die given their physique, who wanted to be buried if they could run?!