Ye Fan slowly approached the hanging coffin and came between the four pillars.
"Zizzizi!"
There was a flash of strange light, and Ye Fan entered a different space in an instant.
This space is very gentle, surrounded by the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, much like when Ye Fan first entered the mural puzzle.
"Could it be..."
Sure enough, when Ye Fan turned around, he saw an old man in white, it was Mr. Jinniu.
"Young man, you are here. This is the resting place of this deity."
Facing such an amiable old man, Ye Fan didn't know what to say. He himself was a super strong man approaching the realm of the Immortal Emperor. He was talking to himself now, and he didn't have the slightest power.
He didn't even have the golden light to cover up his figure, which made Ye Fan very relaxed.
"Mr. Jinniu, I wonder what exactly you want to examine this junior for?"
Ye Fan spoke. According to previous experience, in such a place where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, it is just a formality, and the real threat is still behind.
Mr. Taurus walks in the clouds, as gracefully and freely as if he were walking on flat ground.
There is a very thin halo around his body. These halos are not dazzling, but give people a sense of majesty.
"For thousands of years, you are the only one who has been able to enter the ninth hall of my tomb. This is also my wish, to pass on my mantle! Your entering the ghost-fire underworld is an opportunity in itself. My underworld
The tiger also welcomes you."
"Ha, is the Dark Prison Tiger really one of the ten most ferocious beasts in ancient times?"
Ye Fan wanted to know the answer. Although he had it in his heart, he wanted Mr. Jinniu to tell it himself.
"Yes, the Dark Prison Tiger is the third among the top ten ferocious beasts. Although it is a ferocious beast, the Dark Tiger is a beast with true nature. As long as you treat him well, you can become brothers."
"Oh? There is such a thing. Wasn't Mr. Jinniu using his great magical power to subdue the underworld tiger?"
"No, no!"
Mr. Taurus shook his head slightly and showed a smile.
Ye Fan was very confused, how could such an ancient ferocious beast be made to obey him if he didn't surrender?
"Each of the ten evil spirits in ancient times has its own nature. Minghu is a righteous beast. What he recognizes is the monk's martial arts will and true temperament. If it weren't for you, who also has the same character, Minghu would never be so polite.
to you!"
"Ah? Hahaha, thank you so much, Senior Minghu."
Ye Fan responded with a smile.
He didn't expect that Mr. Taurus was so approachable, and that the Dark Prison Tiger beside him was also the same.
"Ye Fan, my true body has evolved into the Golden Bull Relic. Once you get this inner elixir, it will be enough to help you break through to the position of Immortal Lord. Of course, it will be when the time is right. Otherwise, once you use it when your cultivation is not enough,
The golden elixir is absolutely harmful and useless until it explodes and dies."
"Junior understands, but I don't know how senior wants to test it?"
Although he really wanted to chat with Mr. Jinniu for a while, Ye Fan's time was limited and he still wanted to break the formation quickly. Otherwise, once the forces behind knew his position, the situation would be very bad.
"Young man, don't be impatient. What I want to test is your patience, physical fitness, martial arts will, and understanding of the rules!"
"oh?"
It is indeed the most comprehensive test, and the inner elixir of the golden bull is not so easy to obtain.
"I have designed eighteen formations for you. The power of each formation is ten times or a hundred times that of the previous one. The first one seems easy, but in fact it is very difficult. You must understand each formation carefully, otherwise, it is absolutely impossible or impossible.
Come out alive."
Mr. Jinniu's eyes became serious, and Ye Fan knew that every word he said had a profound meaning. If he thought he was talking first, things might be dangerous.
"Yes!" Ye Fan agreed.
"Of course, you have the right not to participate. The Dark Prison Tiger will send you out of the Ninth Hall, and you will never be able to come in again."
"this……"
Ye Fan trembled in his heart. It turns out that a person only has one chance to enter the ninth hall in his life.
"I'm warning you once again. Once you enter the formation, you must complete the eighteen formations. No one should be missing. If you die in the formation, it will definitely be the result of the Tao disappearing. Do you know that?"
"Junior knows."
Ye Fan's eyes were sharp and golden. He knew that this was not only a breakthrough, but also a trial, the best opportunity to test his foundation in the third level, a battle of life and death!
"Haha, young man, although you are extremely talented and are rare to see in a thousand years, my formation is not as easy as you think. It will only be a hundred times more difficult than the most difficult life-and-death battle you imagined, hahaha!"
With several bursts of laughter, Mr. Jinniu waved his arms, the surrounding space instantly transformed, and Ye Fan fell into an abyss.
"Well!"
Ye Fan felt that his body was falling continuously. The abyss had no end at all, like a bottomless pit.
The emotion of terror grew instantly, and even if Ye Fan's spiritual cultivation was extremely advanced, he was still affected.
"What's this?"
Ye Fan was trembling in his heart. Only now did he understand that what Mr. Jinniu said was true. Maybe he had really entered the crossroads of life and death.
At this moment, in the ninth hall, the Dark Prison Tiger has been staring at everything in front of him.
Under Mr. Jinniu's hanging coffin, a huge light curtain appeared, and Ye Fan's every move was within the light curtain.
Dark Prison Minghu's eyes were staring closely at the light curtain in front of him, and he was equally excited inside.
He has been stuck in this place for three thousand years, waiting for the arrival of a destined person, waiting for a peerless genius like Mr. Taurus to give him a new master.
However, for so many years, no genius has been able to come to the Ninth Hall, or even find the tomb door.
Now, finally, a Ye Fan appears, and he really doesn't want Ye Fan to fail.
However, he also understood that even an extremely talented person might not be able to survive the formation that Mr. Jinniu designed when he was about to die.
"How many battles can you pass, Ye Fan?"
The Dark Prison Tiger is a little disappointed. Just by falling into the abyss, Ye Fan lasted too long. The longer this level lasts, the smaller the chance of passing it, and the life crisis.
ah!
He couldn't make any moves to help, so he could only watch from the outside. This time, he could only rely on Ye Fan's talent.
Within the abyss, Ye Fan continued to fall. No matter what physical skills he used, the result was the same, without any effect.
what is this?
Ye Fan kept asking himself this question, but there was no answer.
"Damn it, damn it!"
He became angry and continued to use magical powers. However, as he continued to use magical powers, he unexpectedly found that the speed of his fall was accelerating. This was not good news.
"What is the bottom of the abyss, or does it have a bottom?"
