"Well, then I won't bother."
With that, ye Ziheng left silently and walked towards the cliff.
A few hours later, ye Ziheng came to the cliff of Tianhan mountain, where the cold is obviously heavier than other places, but still there is no cold of the mountain.
Ye Ziheng stood at the edge of the cliff and looked down. At a glance, he saw the green grass growing on the cliff.
Every time grass grows, it's true that it's unique. However, for ye Ziheng, this place is called juechu, which is not qualified.
Then, ye Ziheng prepared to fly on the sword, but people had already stepped on the sword, but found that this place seemed to be unable to use the sword, and it seemed to be restricted by something.
"Don't try. This place is a natural no air array. It's strange that you can fly."
The voice of the demon lord slowly came into ye Ziheng's ear. After listening, ye Ziheng thought for a while, and finally had to put away the flying sword.
Standing in place and thinking for a while, ye Ziheng finally took out the moonlight sword, walked to the edge of the cliff, and then thrust the long sword into the ground until only the hilt was left outside.
Then, ye Ziheng took out a rope again and put it firmly on the hilt of the long sword.
"Boy, you'd better be careful. I remember that the grass seems to be deeply rooted."
The Lord's voice rang again.
But ye Ziheng just smiled and said.
"It's OK. It's rooted deep. It's not a matter of pulling."
Ye Ziheng is obviously confident in himself.
When the rope is tied, ye Ziheng throws the rope down the cliff, then starts to walk down with the rope in his hand.
But without taking a few steps, ye Ziheng suddenly felt that his body seemed to become heavy. Every step down, his steps would be heavy.
"Shit, how can I walk so tired! There's something wrong with this place! "
"Well, Chengshan array is another naturally formed array. It's two naturally formed arrays in a row. It's a bit powerful."
The devil's voice came, but ye Ziheng's face showed a helpless expression.
How come there is another formation.
But in order to meet the grass, ye Ziheng still had to bite his teeth and went down.
It wasn't long before ye Ziheng went to the place where the green grass grew. However, the gradually increased weight has made it difficult for ye Ziheng to walk, but ye Ziheng still has the power to pull a grass.
Ye Ziheng grabs the green grass with one hand and pulls it out for half a day, but he doesn't see any change in the green grass. And ye Ziheng is tired and sweaty.
Ye Ziheng is now finally aware of the extent to which the devil's mouth says it's hard to pull.
But ye Ziheng didn't give up. Instead, he tied the rope to his waist in a hurry. Then he grasped a piece of green grass with his hands, stepped on the ground with his feet, bit his teeth, and began to pull it out as much as he could.
Slowly, under Ye Ziheng's efforts, the ice finally loosed up. Pieces of broken ice fell from the side of Fensheng grass, and ye Ziheng pulled up harder.
"Click click click ~"
the sound of the ice breaking sounded in ye Ziheng's ear. Ye Ziheng looked at the ice in front of him, and the whole piece of it had cracked, and the grass was a little loose. It should be pulled out soon.
Then ye Ziheng made a great effort and heard "boom!" With a loud noise, a huge piece of ice in front of Ye Ziheng turned into dozens of ice blocks of different sizes and smashed towards ye Ziheng.