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Chapter 1110

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Boom!

The terrifying strong wind, with a terrifying strangling force, hit Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang immediately let out a muffled groan. The Spiritual Power in his body burned crazily, and he directly performed the second level of the Secret Skill of Dragon Blood.

His speed instantly increased by a hundred times, and he resisted the impact of the strong wind. Finally, he forced his way out of the Void where the pothole was, and out of the range of the strong wind.

Standing in the Void outside the pothole, Jian Wushuang's face was pale. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his aura was extremely weak.

"Fortunately, although I was seriously injured, I am still alive."

Jian Wushuang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and raised his head again to look at the Void in front of him.

In the Void above the pothole, the terrifying strong wind was still sweeping crazily, destroying and strangling everything.

This scene made Jian Wushuang's mouth twitch slightly, and his heart was filled with lingering fear.

It was too dangerous!

That moment just now was indeed too dangerous. If he had reacted a little slower, or if his speed had been a little slower, his body would definitely have been smashed to pieces by the impact of the strong wind. Not even a speck of dust would have been left behind.

"This strong wind, the closer it is to the center of the pothole, the stronger it is. Just now, I was only at the edge of the pothole, and was still very far from the center. Even so, when the strong wind hit me from the edge, even with the defense of the Blood-killing Plate Armor and the protection of the Golden Image Secret Skill, I was still seriously injured, and it was only for a moment …" Jian Wushuang exclaimed, his eyes full of horror.

"Jian Wushuang, if I am not wrong, this strong wind should be the Blood Coldwind, which is extremely rare in the Eternal Chaotic World. Not only does it contain a terrifying strangling force, but it also carries a shocking chill. Most of the injuries in your body were caused by the chill," Gu Wang said.

"Blood Coldwind?" Jian Wushuang nodded secretly.

When he came into contact with the strong wind, he did feel an extremely cold force surging into his body.

"Blood Coldwind is usually very difficult to form, but the pothole in front of you spewed out such a large amount of Blood Coldwind … If I am not wrong, there must be a treasure hidden at the bottom of the pothole, and it must be an extremely cold and Yin treasure. It must be extremely valuable," Gu Wang said.

"So what if there is a treasure hidden? Even if there is a Chaos Divine Treasure hidden inside, I can only look at it, "Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly.

"That's true," Gu nodded and did not say anything more.

Both of them knew that there was definitely a treasure hidden at the bottom of the pothole, and they could not obtain it.

However, even if there were treasures, they would not be able to obtain them. After all, Jian Wushuang could not withstand the Blood Coldwind in front of them. Who knew if there were other dangers at the bottom of the pit?

Therefore, Jian Wushuang could only stare at the treasures.

Jian Wushuang stood quietly at the edge of the pothole, while Gu Wang began to heal his injuries.

Not long after, the terrifying Blood Coldwind in front of Jian Wushuang gradually calmed down.

The Void that had been shattered by the Blood Coldwind gradually recovered, and the world regained its calm. It was as if nothing had happened.

However, Jian Wushuang, who had narrowly escaped death, did not dare to step into the area of the huge pothole again.

Jian Wushuang did not leave even though he did not dare to enter the area of the pothole again. Instead, he stayed nearby and waited quietly.

About an hour later. Rumble ~ ~ ~ The same rumbling sound as before came from the bottom of the pothole again.

"Is it coming again?"

Jian Wushuang fled far away, his eyes fixed on the scene.

As expected, another terrifying Blood Coldwind swept out from the pothole as the world roared.

As usual, it killed and destroyed everything in its path.

This time, Jian Wushuang was not affected by the Blood Coldwind. He only watched quietly.

The Blood Coldwind only lasted for ten breaths of time before it calmed down again.

"Ten breaths?" Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes.

He had calculated the last time the Blood Coldwind had erupted. It seemed to have lasted for about ten breaths as well.

Jian Wushuang stayed there and continued to wait for the Blood Coldwind to erupt again …

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

In these ten days, the Blood Coldwind had erupted from the pothole again and again. Jian Wushuang had been watching closely and had already figured out the pattern of the Blood Coldwind's eruption.

"This Blood Coldwind will erupt once every hour. Every time it erupts, it will only last for ten breaths of time."

"In addition, when the Blood Coldwind erupts, there is a certain chance that it will contain the power of an Ancient God. When the Blood Coldwind dissipates, the power of an Ancient God will remain," Jian Wushuang muttered.

He had stayed there for ten days and watched the Blood Coldwind erupt from the pothole many times. However, there was one time when the Blood Coldwind had erupted and left a drop of power of an Ancient God … This made Jian Wushuang understand that there was not only an extremely cold treasure at the bottom of the pothole but also a considerable amount of power of an Ancient God.

The power of an Ancient God was incomparably pure and was formed by a six-star Ancient God. Even the Blood Coldwind would not be able to destroy it. Naturally, it would remain.

It was no wonder that Jian Wushuang saw four drops of power of an Ancient God floating when he first arrived at the pothole.

After completely figuring out the pattern of the Blood Coldwind, Jian Wushuang took out the animal skin map.

"My current location is here …."

Jian Wushuang found his location and then left a mark with a message in it.

The message was about the uniqueness of the pothole and the pattern of the Blood Coldwind's eruption. In addition, Jian Wushuang himself had named the pothole Chillywind Valley!

"This huge battlefield is extremely dangerous. Who knows how many places like Chillywind Valley there are? If we can find one, our Green Fire Palace experts will have a higher chance of surviving on the battlefield in the future," Jian Wushuang smiled faintly.

He was not the only one. Every expert from the Green Fire Palace who wandered in an unexplored area would mark it on the map whenever they went to a place or encountered a dangerous place.

When he returned to the Green Fire Palace, he would pass the map to the Palace Masters to reorganize. Then, he would let every Green Fire Palace expert who was wandering on the battlefield know about the existence of such a dangerous place. This would prevent them from entering this dangerous place and losing their lives.

As a member of the Green Fire Palace, Jian Wushuang naturally had to do his best for the Green Fire Palace.

At the edge of Chillywind Valley, Jian Wushuang was still standing in the Void and was not in a hurry to leave. However, at this moment … a message came from the token in his Interspatial Ring.

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