Sea of fire
Translator: 549690339
On the mountain of blades.
Zhu Jiahong's falling speed was very fast.
In the blink of an eye, he had descended three to four thousand meters.
However, the defensive barrier protecting his body gradually began to crack from the violent impact.
As he fell faster and faster, more and more cracks appeared.
Zhu Jiahong's Blue was almost exhausted, and he had no more energy to supply the defensive shield.
He secretly calculated the distance down the mountain and his falling speed.
It would only take two minutes at most to reach the surface.
However, looking at the cracks on the surface of the defensive shield, it seemed a little difficult to hold on for two minutes.
Zhu Jiahong had no other choice but to pray that they would arrive safely.
Time slowly passed.
Zhu Jiahong's falling speed was getting faster and faster, and he was getting closer and closer to the ground.
Kachaa!