Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Chapter 11 [Escape from the Ancient City of Jingjue]

Just when the fat man was talking nonsense.

From the top of Zaglama Mountain, a parchment booklet was thrown down and hit the ground.

As if by magic, the wind and sand suddenly rose.

And it began to intensify in a short period of time.

At the top of the mountain, with a loud rumbling sound, a shocking scene appeared before the eyes of the four people.

The originally black Zagrama Mountain was torn into two halves by the violent vibration. A huge crack appeared on both sides of the mountain, and the collapsed mountainside on the opposite side could be seen starting to collapse inward.

"boom!!!"

"The ground is about to collapse... Ahem, let's run down the mountain quickly, or we will be buried alive here."

The fat man covered his mouth and nose with a headscarf while coughing and shouting.

Hu Bayi didn't expect that a mere sheepskin booklet could be so powerful. His scalp numbed and he didn't bother to speak.

The group found a less steep slope and ran down the ridge, most of their equipment clanking and clattering.

"Throw away all the unnecessary things!"

As Hu Bayi spoke, he was the first to throw away the rifle that had no bullets and had become a firewood stick. This thing weighed more than ten pounds and seriously slowed down his speed.

The fat man did the same, throwing his dead flashlight and most of the exploration tools in his backpack to the ground.

The extra-large outdoor backpack rolled down the mountain due to the vibration.

They had already completed the expedition anyway, and these things were just a burden.

As for Shirley Yang, she rescued several cameras, which were filled with various contents of the Jingjue Ancient City.

This thing must not be lost. If it is lost, there is no point in coming here.

Everyone in the archaeological team died in vain.

Yang An walked very quickly, even taking a few steps forward, grabbing Ye Yixin's body with one hand and holding Shirley Yang on his shoulder with the other arm.

Shirley Yang exclaimed. It was the first time she discovered how strong her brother was.

Even with two people on his shoulders, he was still able to catch up with Hu Bayi, Wang Pangzi and the others.

"Fuck... Lao Hu, look at this god!"

The fat man's jaw dropped so low that he could hardly close it. At this moment, the cracked and sunken hilltop opposite him collapsed completely.

"Look!"

Hu Bayi stopped and stared at the opposite side, his eyes full of shock.

Below the mountain over there is the bottomless ghost cave abyss, and that part of the black giant rock mountain is like a layer of arc-shaped shell covering it.

Now, due to the collapse of the surrounding mountains, the top of the mountain is unable to support the huge weight of thousands or tens of thousands of tons, causing the entire mountain to collapse.

"That is the coffin of the Queen of Jingjue."

The coffin of the Queen of Jingjue, which was placed on the protruding cliff above the ghost cave, and the corpse-scented konjac growing on it were smashed into the endless abyss below by the falling boulders from the top of the mountain.

There were also countless gold, silver and treasures that were either plundered or accumulated by the ancient Jingjue Kingdom, and those antique single-eyed stone statues of great historical value were swallowed up by the whirlpool-like ghost hole.

The key point is that streams of black water suddenly gushed out of the ghost cave. The diameter of the ghost cave was more than a thousand meters, and it was as dark as a black hole in the universe, or like a huge demon's ghost eye.

Swallowing all matter..
Such a scene is hard to describe with a simple word of shock; it is so horrifying that Hu Bayi stood there in a daze for a moment.

"Stop looking at Lao Hu and Fatty, run!"

Yang An only looked back and could feel the endless evil power in the black water, which made him feel refreshed.

Sure enough, the corpse of the snake god is buried underneath. I guess even just one look at it would make people feel uneasy and crazy.

If he had to describe it, Yang An would think of the ancient gods in the Cthulhu mythology.

It can pollute a person's mental sanity and may even cause them to become distorted and mutated.

What are you still looking at now? The most important thing is to escape.

Hu Bayi reacted after hearing Yang An's yell. He and the fat man each supported Professor Chen and continued to run.

While running, Hu Bayi envied Yang An's strength.

At this time, the sky was dark and the original sandstorm stopped. If you ignore the sound of the collapse of Mount Zaglama, it can be said that the world was dead silent.

This is the sign before the disaster, the calm before the storm.

A black sandstorm is coming that will swallow everything.

It only took half a minute for the collapsed mountain to collapse completely, burying the terrifying ghost cave deep underground.

Just leave it at that.

The group used up almost all of their strength, and relying solely on their firm will and arduous spirit, they tumbled all the way down to the valley where they entered the ancient city of Jingjue.

From a distance, Yang An saw a group of familiar camels, led by Uncle Anliman, running wildly towards the outside of the canyon.

“Hey~~~~!”

"Uncle Anliman~~!!"

If the camel caravan was taken away, the group would be dead.

Yang An dropped Ye Yixin's body, put down Shirley Yang, and rushed out of the canyon with all his might, shouting as he rushed.

The fat man and Hu Bayi, who had finally caught up from behind, also cheered when they saw this.

Perhaps he heard shouting from behind, Anliman turned around and found that it was Yang An and his group who had actually come out of the dead zone. He hurriedly shouted at the camel caravan to stop.

"Uncle Huhu, do you believe in Hu Da? If you go back on your oath to Hu Da, will Hu Da forgive you?"

After finally catching up with Anliman, I looked at this short old man who was Han Chinese but looked almost the same as the locals in Western Xinjiang.

Yang An asked unhappily, breathing heavily.

No wonder he can live to such an old age, people become more vigorous as they get older.

As soon as the wind starts to blow, are you ready to run?

I promised to never abandon them and to wait for them, but you just treated it as bullshit?

Anliman was a little embarrassed and spread his hands to explain.

"Hey, I don't want to leave. I've been waiting for you for a long time. I thought you all..."

"——We are all going to see Mr. Hu, right?"

Yang An patted Uncle Anliman on the shoulder: "Deduct money!"

Not discussed.

At this time, Hu Bayi and others dragged Ye Yixin's body and supported Professor Chen and rushed over.

He first found the water bottles on the camel and distributed them to everyone. Everyone drank the water in one gulp. Then he wiped his mouth and said to Anliman.

"Okay, Uncle Anliman, I know you've been waiting for us for quite some time. It's understandable that you want to stay alive. Let's get ready to run."

"This is a super sandstorm. If we leave too late, we will be in trouble."

Hu Bayi did speak up for An Liman.

Anli was grateful and nodded repeatedly.

"That's right, I said that Mr. Hu would bless you to return safely. Since we happened to meet here, it was arranged by Mr. Hu. Just deduct the money~ Forget it."

As he spoke, Anliman noticed Ye Yixin's body.

He originally thought that Ye Yixin had fainted, but when he saw her twisted neck and her head covered in almost coagulated blood, he was shocked.

"What happened to her? Why did only a few of you come out?"

(End of this chapter)