"Haoxuan!" Mu Yun screamed, and teleported below Yu Haoxuan. He stretched out his arms and caught his body steadily. His face was bloodless and pale as paper, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Blood streaked across his face and dripped into the wind, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead, as if he had suffered severe internal injuries.
"Haoxuan, wake up!" Mu Yun pressed his palm against Yu Haoxuan's vest, pouring a steady stream of life force into his body, while shaking his body vigorously, but Yu Haoxuan seemed to be unconscious.
Generally, there is no response at all.
"Mu Yun!" An Zimo shouted anxiously at the gate of the Temple of the Dead, "Come back quickly, we can use this time to find a way to open the gate quickly!"
After hearing this, Mu Yun immediately calmed down, teleported back with Yu Haoxuan, placed him and Zhan Qing together, and then looked at the gate of the Temple of the Dead attentively.
"Why is this gate different from when we came here?" Mu Yun asked with some confusion, "I remember when we first entered the underworld, this was a very thick stone gate. Why is it now a double metal gate?"
"Sister, that's why the Eight Heavenly Kings used the Eight Formations to repair the Temple of the Dead." Hong Ying's voice appeared in Mu Yun's mind again, "Originally, the stone door was the second largest door, and this double-open metal door was the second largest door.
It is the first and most defensive door."
"Sister, how can we open it?!" Mu Yun was anxious. Seeing that the frozen cursed warriors were about to break the seal of the forbidden curse, they had not yet figured out how to open the door.
"For others, it is extremely difficult to open this door," Hong Ying said lightly, "but for you, a peerless genius with seven natural powers, it is not a big problem, but there are some risks.
"
"Sister, please tell me quickly, what should I do?" Mu Yun didn't care about so much anymore. She only wanted to open the door and take Yu Haoxuan and Zhan Qing to escape from the Underworld. After all, there was a crisis in the Underworld.
Heavy, and their strength here is as insignificant as ants.
"The door of the Temple of the Dead is spiritual. You must first extract all the power from your body and merge it into an energy ball in front of you," Hong Ying explained, "Then push this energy ball to the door, and then use your
Your mental power controls the energy to enter the spiritual consciousness of the door, so that you can control the opening of the door. However, when fusing your spiritual consciousness, you must be more careful. Once there is external interference, you will not only lose the power of the seven systems
, more likely to become an idiot."
"I understand, thank you sister!" Mu Yun didn't hesitate at all. When she was determined to try, she turned to look at An Zimo and solemnly said: "An Zimo, I will use my mental power to open this door in a while.
It cannot be affected by any external force, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."
"Don't worry," An Zimo nodded heavily and said firmly, "Even if I die, I won't let you be affected in any way!"
"I won't allow you to die!" Mu Yun opened her eyes wide and looked directly at An Zimo. She didn't know whether it was because she didn't want to owe An Zimo too much, or because she was subconsciously reluctant to give up. In short, she didn't want to see this result.
An Zimo's face gradually became peaceful, and there seemed to be a warm current slowly surging in his heart. His eyes looking at Mu Yun gradually showed a gentle look, and his teeth opened slightly, and one of them trembled slightly.
The voice sounded: "Yun, thank you!" After saying this, a faint but gratified smile appeared on his handsome and white cheeks.
Mu Yun looked deeply at An Zimo's knowing smile, but an inexplicable pain arose in her heart, as if the two of them were saying goodbye. She shook her head hard, trying to wake up, but this kind of