"We'd better go first and leave this house before we go and look elsewhere. Maybe there's a way out."
"Okay, let's go. Staying here is not an option."
"Xiaoxue, I didn't want to say that, have you forgotten? The stone door was closed, and you broke it when we came in. I don't know why it was closed again." Qiyue pointed at the closed stone door, and he was puzzled.
Shimen was clearly broken by Zhang Tianxue!
"What? The stone door has been restored again? What the hell is going on?" Zhang Tianxue looked at the stone door that he had broken. Forget it, it's useless to think about it now. He held the wind blade and slashed at the door a few more times, and the stone door fell again.
It was broken. After everyone went out, the strange phenomenon happened again, and the stone door restored itself. Everyone looked at it in a daze.
"How? How could this happen? How could it recover on its own?"
"It seems that it is controlled by evil forces here. Please pay attention to the agencies. It is not safer here than inside. Maybe it is even more terrifying." The surrounding environment of Ma Xingchen was so gloomy that he really couldn't tell anything.
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"Brother, you don't think this looks like any kind of formation?" Zhang Tianxue looked at the surrounding environment thoughtfully.
"Well, you think so too?"
"Eighteen levels of hell."
"If I guess correctly, this should be the eighteenth level of hell, the most insidious formation of the ghost clan, right? Brother." Looking at the eighteen doors around him, Zhang Tianxue doubted that this was the hell he saw in the book.
Eighteenth floor, if this is really the case, then among the eighteen doors, seventeen are fatally dangerous, and only the last door for survival is safe. But among so many doors, who knows?
Which door is the living door? Is it possible to break through all 18 doors?
"Yes, Xiaoxue, this is indeed the eighteenth floor of hell. It seems that the owner of this tomb is very knowledgeable about ghost arts, otherwise ordinary people would not be able to figure out the eighteenth floor of hell. It seems that we have to break through the doors one by one.
So I can find out the true identity of the owner here."
"I know, brother, the owner of this tomb seems to be named Shangguan Yanqing. I saw the inscription when I came in again."
"What? Shangguan Yanqing? This is his tomb?" Murong Qiyao and Murong Xi looked panicked.
"What's wrong with you?" Looking at Murong Xi's pale face, Zhang Tianxue had a very bad premonition.