In the next few days, almost all the warriors in the palace moved under the wall that had been breached. The fire erosion here was the least, and they would not suffer so much, not to mention——

Everyone's eyes were focused on Liu Mang, who was sitting on a platform. He might be their only hope. There was only one Fire Saint in the entire palace. Everyone could already see that if they wanted to leave, they would have to leave.

We can only rely on Liu Mang and believe in Liu Mang.

Sun Yalong sat next to Liu Mang, pointed to the other six flame totems, and said: "These eight totems were already there when someone stepped into this place. The person who left this formation is a fighting king. What does he have?"

We don’t know what the purpose was, but judging from the results, he trapped many people."

Liu Mang was not convinced: "Dou Wang does not have the ability to bring the dead back to life. To put it bluntly, there is the power of time here."

Time in the outside world is like a river flowing down from a high mountain. It will only flow in one direction without interruption. However, in the Phantom Forest, there is a waterfall that goes against the sky, flowing backwards, reaching to the sky, and the blue five

The magic beast also masters the rules of time. This means that it is probably not calculated according to normal time, but that everyone's individual time is chaotic.

"Those six totems, as long as we cooperate fully, we will be able to break through them one by one in a short period of time. This is not a difficult task. The difficulty is what happens next!" Liu Mang showed such a solemn expression for the first time.

When he came out, he also felt that there was something strange in this matter, and there were many things that even he himself could not understand.

The leader of the Zoroastrian Cult is now alone under the wall, lying like a dead dog. He once advised others to stay, but he could only be abandoned. No one who can come here is a fool. They will not really

Being manipulated by the Zoroastrian Cult.

Liu Mang stood up from the platform: "Warriors, do you want to live here for the rest of your life?"

"I don't want to!" The result is obvious

Liu Mang said loudly: "Now we are about to crack the remaining six doors together... Then I will let each of you leave here."

Everyone cheered. This may be the happiest time for these monks in hundreds of thousands of years. They no longer have to be swallowed by fire and can leave this place.

"Liu Mang, Liu Mang!"

Someone called Liu Mang's name loudly, which made him feel a little shy. So he stood up with his sword, pointed at the third Fire Saint relief, and launched a third charge...

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The golden arc light chopped out, and the icy blue blizzard descended on the palace... The cultivators of different attributes did not like each other, and rarely went back to actively cooperate. It was Liu Mang who brought them together, and now everyone's

The ultimate goal is to leave alive!

They all came in alive, but even Liu Mang himself didn't know whether they could come out intact. When the third wall was breached, there were already more than 3,000 supporters behind Liu Mang, far more than the original Zoroastrian Cult.

Come quickly.

"Worship fire? That's just superstition. Flame is a weapon and a tool, but it is definitely not a god!" Liu Mang said firmly: "Only by breaking all this can you have hope of survival. Follow me and you will not suffer any loss!"<

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The earliest old man said: "There are eight doors here, each leading to its own direction, but it does not mean there is a way out."

Liu Mang smiled: "I will go and see for myself."

Chen Feng stared at him, "You are just destroying this world. When the last Vulcan collapses, the whole world will collapse with it!"

"Then take your world and collapse it with you!" Liu Mang's answer was a little more sarcastic.

On this day, the only two fire god totems left were destroyed by all the monks together. An old man had tears in his eyes and seemed to have finally been freed. Liu Mang also realized that it might no longer be possible to revive people here.

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Sun Yalong pointed to the road ahead and said: "These eight roads can lead to leaving the palace. Each of them has its own attributes. They are the eight attributes of wind, fire, thunder, ice, gold, wood, earth, and magic. But no one knows what it looks like outside. We are all here.

We have stayed here for too long. No matter how hard we search, we can't find a way out. Now we finally appear, but no one can be sure which way out. Maybe most of these eight roads are

It's a trap. I can't determine the way out. Is it possible? Do you have any ideas?"

"I don't have much else to do, why don't we just go and give it a try." Liu Mang pointed out a few high-grade fighting saints and said, "Follow me and go out through this door to check. The others stay here. Don't wander around.

Waiting for our news here."

Miraculously, the monks, who had always been in chaos and without any order, actually changed due to Liu Mang's improvement in status. They followed Liu Mang's lead.

Going out from the Thunder Gate, you will see a long corridor in front of you, with flames rising on both sides, but Liu Mang and his entourage have already reached the top level of Fighting Saint and will not be easily injured.

After passing through the corridor, there is an isolated island suspended in mid-air. There is a huge magma pool on the fire island, and there are ancient strange beasts lurking here.

Sun Yalong followed Liu Mang all the way and saw these scenery for the first time. He was stunned, "Friend Six Dao, this..."

Liu Mang pointed outside and said: "Within a radius of a thousand miles, there are eight islands floating one by one that correspond to the door. I can feel that there are immortal weapons sealed on these islands!"

"Immortal weapon!" The others gasped and prepared to step into the magma pool, but were stopped by Liu Mang: "There is no fighting king here, if you step into the magma pool, you will die!"

There are flames on both sides of the road leading to Fire Island. These flames come from the breath of monster beasts. Those monster beasts are not young, and most of them are at the fourth level. They dare not stop Liu Mang and let him lead his party.

People landed on the island. The blazing power of fire made people sweat profusely. Not to mention the other elders, they stepped on one after another. As soon as they arrived here, many people's eyes straightened out! Countless high-level magic weapons, just like that

It was laid on the road. Sun Yalong picked it up and saw that it was the ring of a fighting king.

The ring contains iron like a taiko drum, Liu Mang thought: "Even the fighting kings died here, we should be careful and subtle!"

Sure enough, after walking a few steps, there was a high-grade ice saint who was already sweating profusely. The temperature here is very unfriendly to ice cultivators, not to mention the unique smell in the air.

Liu Mang frowned: "You have been poisoned by fire, and it will soon burn through all your internal organs. If you don't go back now, you will do the same."
Chapter completed!