Zhuge Gan was very leisurely. The three-tale Juque sword in his hand kept flying out and hitting the mountain wall. When he bounced back, his feet were a little above the sword surface, and his whereabouts slowed down. After repeated attempts, It landed steadily on the black silk net.
Stepping on the soft black silk screen, Zhuge Gan walked forward slowly, and bubbles continued to emerge from the black death swamp below. As the bubbles continued to gush out, black heads came out from the swamp. It was exposed and looked very much like a frog, but the color was black.
The head is exactly the same color as the swamp, and it is difficult to find if you don't look carefully.
After seeing those black heads, Zhuge Gan's expression became nervous. He kept his feet moving, and suddenly accelerated. His body was like a afterimage, stepping on the black silk screen and flying forward.
The death swamp was nearly two feet away from the black silk screen, but the black head suddenly opened its pale mouth, and a white venom was spit out from the pale mouth, rushing up to seven or eight feet high before falling down, which was very terrifying.
Kang Long, with the power of the old vine, flew over twenty feet away. As soon as the remaining momentum faded, he had to fall on the black silk screen to leverage his power. He happened to see a venom spraying from the swamp of death. When I came up, I was startled and exclaimed: "Damn it, what the hell is this!"
Zhuge Gan laughed, "Brother Kang was also shocked by this thing. This is a frog-headed fish in the Death Swamp. The venom sprayed out from his mouth can reach seven or eight feet high, but this venom can only scare people and hurt people. It's not human."
Kang Long stabilized his body and looked down. He saw dozens of so-called frog-headed fish constantly spraying venom upwards. Unfortunately, the highest was only 8 feet high, and he could not reach them at all.
The two of them stepped on the black silk screen and carefully stepped onto the land of the Valley of Death. Their eyes were filled with dry black soil. Nothing grew on the black soil and looked very gloomy and strange.
At this moment, many people have already landed here. Zhao Kuangyin was pulled over by a rope that suddenly appeared, and he avoided the falling posture effortlessly. At this moment, he was looking around with interest on his face.
Because there are too many variables in this martial arts conference, there are very few people who can enter here. There are only three masters at the Grand Master level, Lazy Sword Immortal, Feng Wuqing, and Sima Hengdao. Originally, Dugu Yuheng had just advanced to the big game. A master of the grandmaster is already qualified to enter Wuji Pavilion, but he voluntarily gave up this opportunity and returned to the mountain to comprehend Fu Yaozi's prophecy.
Apart from the top ten in the martial arts list, only Murong Yan appears here.
Zhao Kuangyin said strangely: "Fairy Murong, where have the four demon generals and evil gods of the demon clan gone? Will they be unfavorable to the Sword Sect?"
Murong Yan smiled indifferently and said, "Brother Zhao doesn't need to worry. Since the Tianhuan Formation and the Earth Crack Formation are opened, no matter how great they are, they will not dare to break in. Although Master Fuyaozi has already traveled far away from the mountains, they still dare not. Take action against the Sword Door Sect. Don't worry. Come with me, there is the Death Tower in front, connecting the road to heaven and the only passage to Wuji Pavilion. Even in the Heavenly Corridor of Wuji Palace, you cannot enter here. ”
Everyone followed Murong Yan toward the death tower. The valley was covered with mountain cliffs and black soil on the ground. Somehow, it was impossible to grow plants, so it seemed strange and lifeless.
A tall tower built of white marble stones stands at the center of the valley. The black ground and the white death tower actually seem strangely coordinated.
This location is the only land in the valley where you can stand up.
Around the Death Tower, except for a black dry circular island with a radius of twenty feet, the rest of the places were filled with black swamps.
This is also a small island in a swamp. On all sides of the island are eight thick and long iron rods more than two meters high, and each iron rod is tied with black silk.
Kang Long and Zhuge Gan just now walked down the black silk and slid all the way.
The death tower is six meters high and is built in an octagonal shape according to the direction of the Bagua. There is a portal on each side. Some doors are wide open, while others are tightly closed.
"Everyone, please enter the tower. However, before entering the tower, Jingxin still has something to explain to everyone." Murong Yan's eyes circulated, she looked at everyone seriously, and then continued: "Everyone has seen this death tower, it is according to There are eight gates built in the direction of Bagua, namely Open, Rest, Life, Injury, Du, Jing, Death, Shock, Each gate leads to a different road. After everyone enters, they will be sent by the mechanism in the tower. Wherever you enter Wuji Pavilion and what kind of fate you can encounter depends on your luck. Of course, there are many mechanisms on some roads, and if you fall into it, whether you can come out alive depends on your luck. .”
After Murong Yan said this, she let her go aside. Tang Yun frowned and asked, "Sister Murong, some of the eight gates of the death tower are opened and some are closed. You said just now, every gate is How can we get into different roads, those closed doors?”
Murong Yan smiled faintly and said, "Miss Tang, I can't answer you this question. Whenever I enter here, everything depends on everyone's fate, and the pure heart cannot help me. Moreover, the pure heart is also the first time I have entered. Although I learned a lot of relevant information in advance, I don’t know how to make a decision now. I actually came here to find my own path.”
Feng Wuqing stepped forward and glanced at everyone calmly, as if he was talking softly, and seemed to say to others, "I went to the Life Gate last time, and I have some gains. Why not go to the Death Gate this time, since it is death The tower, there must be no special fate.”
As he said, he walked to the death tower and chose the death gate in the southwest. The jade on the door was engraved with a big word "death". The door was closed, but he didn't know how he should enter.
Just as everyone was confused, Feng Wuqing had already stood before the death gate. He slowly closed his eyes, and everyone felt that Feng Wuqing had an unparalleled will to die, and then the portal also showed a Xiao Sha's will to die. After a moment, the portal suddenly opened automatically, and a faint smell of earth and wood floated out of the portal. Feng Wuqing stepped in without hesitation. The portal closed again, and a ding sounded in the tower. The sound of banging seemed to be the sound of some mechanism being activated. After a moment, the sound disappeared and everything returned to calm. It seemed that Feng Wuqing had never walked into that portal.
Kang Long carefully remembered Qingfeng's ruthless moves and frowned and began to think.
Kang Long never believed that there were ghosts and gods in this world for a special force king who had received excellent special training and scientific education in his previous life, but he was also deeply fascinated by some mysterious things left by his ancestors.
For example, the death tower built in the direction of the Bagua is clearly the famous eight-gate formation. Opening, resting, and rebirth of the three gates is auspicious gate, death, shock, and injury are auspicious gates, Dumen, and Jingmen are Zhongping.
The passage in the Death Tower is really built according to the eight-gate formation, so wouldn’t it be the best choice to choose the auspicious gate to enter?