However, because he knew that this was a moment of life and death, even if Lu Xuyang was in pain, he would not let go of Xi Yue's hand.

Ouyang Haoxuan bit the red lotus sword with his mouth, and hugged Hexi, the nearly dry spiritual power in his body circulated crazily, barely supporting his falling figure.

Hexi raised her head, seeing Ouyang Haoxuan's bruised body and exhausted spiritual power, her voice suddenly became hoarse, "Ouyang Haoxuan, leave me alone, live on your own!"

The next moment, Ouyang Haoxuan's spiritual power was exhausted.

However, he didn't seem to hear Hexi's voice at all, the golden silk flung out, one part bound himself, and the other wrapped around Hexi's wrist.

Then, the only remaining hand suddenly let go, grabbed the Red Lotus Sword, and plunged it into the cliff.

The blade of the sword cut the cliff and made a hissing sound, and sparks flew everywhere, but it finally stabilized the falling trend of the three of them.

Ouyang Haoxuan lowered his head, his dark eyes were bottomless, but when he looked at Hexi, there seemed to be a slight tenderness pervading, "Xi Yue, don't forget, you still have Nangong Yu, and you still have Nangong Yu, and you are still there." There is your new marriage and future. What is lost, you will find it back one day. It is not worth dying with this kind of scum."

He Xi froze for a moment, almost forgot to run the Maha Heart Code, and the water vapor in his eyes slowly filled up.

Nangong Yu, yes, she still has Nangong Yu.

If she died like this, how sad and desperate Nangong Yu would be!

What's more, Gu Liufeng's bones and primordial spirits are still there, Dandan and Xiaochi are just sleeping, not completely dead, and even the disappearing Fenglongyu may appear in a corner of the world.

She can't die, her expectation, her hope, even if it is weak and vague, she still hasn't despaired.

Hexi closed her eyes tightly, and was about to speak, when suddenly, Ouyang Haoxuan, who was holding the red lotus sword in one hand, showed a terrified expression.

The next moment, Hexi felt a powerful force that seemed to tear her body in half from below the cliff.

"Ahh! Help! I don't want to die, I don't want to die!" Lu Xuyang screamed in horror, even more panic than when Hexi dragged him into free fall just now.

Hexi lowered her head and looked down, only to see a huge vortex appeared under the bottomless cliff which was originally pitch black.

In the vortex, there are tumbling flames, tumbling magma, and a sea of ​​lava that can burn and annihilate people like a red lotus hell.

"What is this?" Hexi exclaimed.

No one could answer Hexi's words, but all three of them knew that if they fell, they would definitely die.

The red lotus sword was stuck on the cliff wall, but it kept shaking, the gravel fell, and the screams trembled, as if it could no longer hold on.

Hexi couldn't care less about devouring the spiritual power released from Lu Xuyang's body any longer, and with a flick of his hand, he said loudly, "Xiao Zi—!"

Purple vines soared into the sky, climbing towards the top of the cliff, wrapping around a huge rock to prevent falling.

Hexi grabbed Ziming Youluo, clasped Ouyang Haoxuan with his backhand, and said in a deep voice: "Hold on to me! Xiaozi, take us up!"

Zimingyouluo got the order and began to climb the net desperately, but the suction force from below was getting stronger and stronger, and the huge rock also made a crackling sound, as if it would shatter at any time.