In the faint white mist, two overlapping figures walked forward step by step.

Ling Xi carried No. 1 on the barren gray land, and some white bones were buried in the soil and forgotten. No. 1 lowered his hands, and had long lost consciousness and was dying.

"Can you hear me?" Ling Xi grabbed the number one arm and looked at the black spire in the distance.

"Let me go. I won't live long." No. 1 closed his eyes and murmured softly, just for Ling Xi to hear it.

Every time Ling Xi gasped, he would cause internal injuries on his chest, causing a stinging pain. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's almost here. Hold on for a while and I'll take it to the door."

No. 1's arm moved, pushed Ling Xi away, slid off his back, and lay on the ground.

Ling Xi staggered, turned around and looked at No. 1, and roared in a low voice: "Get up! You have been persisting for so long and fell down in front of it. Are you willing?"

No. 1 showed an ugly smile, still closing his eyes: "I am unwilling to give up, so what can I do?"

Before Ling Xi responded, No. 1 continued, "Do you know, I have suffered too much. If I hadn't felt pain, I would have died long ago. I am a genius like you. But our fates are different, so I am just a victim who is being used." He coughed twice, blood stuck between his lips and teeth, and continued to speak, "I really envy you. After all, you still have people to worry about you."

Ling Xi took a few steps forward and forced himself to grab No. 1's arm: "We are essentially the same. As long as you are still alive, there will definitely be hope."

Ling Xi carried No. 1 again and walked slowly forward.

He had a kind of stubbornness that ordinary people did not have. If it weren't for this stubbornness, he wouldn't have been able to leave the gate of Ling Mansion, the Tianwu Empire, or the subtle world. Ling Xi used to have nothing, and with his own bloody footprints, he has been here to this day.

A broken picture appeared in No. 1's hand and held it in his hand: "This is the last broken picture. As long as you stick it to the door, you can open it."

Ling Xi took the broken picture, walked through the fog, and stopped in front of Jiulongmen.

The Jiulong Gate is still so huge that it stands here, making people feel powerless and unable to feel confrontation.

Nine black dragons are circling and portrayed on the door, lifelike, but what is missing is the eyes. Among the dragons, a disc formation is extremely disproportionate, destroying this mysterious sense of incongruity. There are three remaining images in the middle of the disc, only the remaining images in the lower right corner are vacant.

As long as you put the residual picture in Ling Xi's hand in a vacant place, the nine dragon door that has been closed for thousands of years will open to unlock the mystery.

Ling Xi's heart was pounding, unable to control his inner excitement, and raised the residual picture in his hand.

The residual image lights up, emitting a slight light, complementing the disc, and flies into the sky. The residual image turns into a ray of light and shadow, blends into the other three shackle images, and completely puts together the key.

This map shows a prosperous scene, and every town in the territory of the Hunyuan Empire is marked in extremely detailed. How vast and prosperous this empire, even if it is now, is no less than the Tianmeng.

No wonder people a thousand years ago were very taboo about this empire. In that era, who was not afraid of this empire? Unfortunately, time passed and all glory had been erased. How many people in the chaotic world have known about this empire.

Nine black dragons suddenly lit up their eyes, and eighteen golden lights penetrated the fog and illuminated the entire four-sided tomb.

The spire began to tremble rumble, as if it had undergone some major change and began to change completely. The top of the spire extended and broke through the sky. A black lightning fell from the sky, slashing at the spire.

The spire of the tower shines and turns into a ball of light. The tombs in all directions rolled up violent winds and rushed towards the ball of light at the top of the tower.

Ling Xi saw wind and sand rising, bones, weapons and stones were blown up, and they flew towards the top of the tower.

The Jiulong Gate slowly opened, revealing the dark abyss.

Ling Xi put down No. 1 and looked at the Jiulong Gate. Nine black dragons hovered out of the door, stagnated in the air, and opened their mouths and said, "For those outsiders, only one person is allowed to pass through this door."

"Why?" Ling Xi said loudly.

"There is no reason. This is the will of the Emperor. You and other mortals must not disobey." These nine revived black dragons spoke in unison, which shocked Ling Xi's heart.

No. 1 took out a short knife behind Ling Xi, his eyes cold.

Ling Xi was full of his heart at this time on the nine black dragons: "What if I brought people in?"

"You will send it out with the map, and you are not allowed to step into this place in this life." Jiulong responded coldly, unable to hear the joy and anger.

Ling Xi sneered, and suddenly the sound of a knife stabbing the flesh came from behind.

No. 1 held a short knife and stabbed into his heart, and no one could save it. Ling Xi was stunned, but No. 1 smiled and said, "I don't want to make you embarrassed."

No. 1 vomited a large mouthful of blood, and the blood couldn't be stopped in his chest, and his face was as white as paper. I'm afraid it was reaching the limit of his body.

"Ling Xi, what should you say?" No. 1 supported the ground with his hands and said slowly, "Your essence is the same as me, you are all killers. When your concern disappears, you will become me completely."

"How could you know that my concern was earlier than I left." Ling Xi smiled and said frankly: "You are right. I am considered an individual because of them."

No. 1 knelt on the ground at this time, his head drooped, and lost his life.

Ling Xi bowed to No. 1 and turned to walk towards the abyss behind the door. No matter what was behind the door, Ling Xi had already had the will of death. If he didn't succeed, he would be successful and successful, and success or failure would only take place in one fell swoop.

Ling Xi's figure disappeared behind the abyss, and the nine golden dragons then retracted into the door. The Jiulong door closed loudly, vibrating a piece of dust, returning to the once tight ripples.

Ling Xi closed his eyes in the darkness and felt a feeling of pulling him, pulling him into an abyss until he died.

It took him a long time to feel the existence of light and open his eyes.

He was in the middle of a hall made of white quartz. Candles were lit around, swaying gently, and burning silently for thousands of years.

Ling Xi took a step forward and suddenly heard a voice sounding from his ears: "You are the third spiritual descendant to come here, welcome you. He inherited the numerous crimes here." The owner of this voice was from Emperor Hunyuan. He could not have thought that he still had his remaining soul in the tower.

"Spiritual?" Ling Xi narrowed his eyes. As far as he knew, there was only Xiao Han, and there was no heir after a thousand years ago. The sudden appearance of the second spirit of the world caught him off guard.

"Who is the second spiritual descendant?"

"Luo Tian, ​​your sect leader." Emperor Hunyuan said a word, which changed Ling Xi's face a lot.

"How do you know that he is my sect leader?"

"The so-called fate. Everything about you is just walking along the chessboard." Emperor Hunyuan replied faintly.

Ling Xi laughed, he didn't believe in any fate. If this thing really exists, then every time he fights and meets people he will be considered by others.

"The destiny of heaven cannot be violated." Emperor Hunyuan seemed to know what Ling Xi was thinking, and then said this.

Ling Xi vaguely felt that this was familiar. It seemed that he had heard someone say it, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"You said I am the third spiritual descendant? And what crime did I inherit? What does it mean?" Ling Xi no longer confused about the words of Emperor Hunyuan. His words were so profound that Ling Xi could not understand them, so he asked for other questions.

"I'll ask you why you came here." Emperor Hunyuan did not answer Ling Xi's question, but continued to ask him questions.

Ling Xi only felt that the Hunyuan Emperor had a strong aura, and his conversation was much better than the fake guy in the tomb. How could such a brilliant person be simple? After all, the guy in the tomb was just a defective product on the armor.

"In order to survive and to protect my heart." Ling Xi raised his head and said loudly.

"Ha." The Emperor Hunyuan chuckled, which was quite magnetic. "So, you are the guilty one. The first two spiritual descendants came here, all of whom were determined to die, and only you came to live."

"I am not a spiritual descendant. I don't need to save the people of the world. I am just a dying person who is dying." Ling Xi clenched his fists and retorted.

"It's your destiny. You can't escape." Emperor Hunyuan's words were deeply engraved in Ling Xi's heart like a curse.

"I don't care what you say, I just want to pursue what I want. I don't need to impose a crime!" Ling Xi sticks to his original intention and tries not to bewitched by the words of Emperor Hunyuan.

The Emperor Hunyuan chuckled: "You will understand at all. However, I set up seven tests here. The first two spiritual descendants cracked four of them, and the remaining three of them are for you to crack. If you can't do it, you have to stay here forever."

"Three tests? What are the tests?" Ling Xi said to Emperor Hunyuan: "If you want to come, come quickly."

Ling Xi couldn't stand the time, and as the end was right in front of him, there were three more thresholds.

The quartz floor tiles under his feet rotated, and the surrounding scenes began to change rapidly, making people dazzled. Ling Xi didn't even bother to observe the sound of the sight, but felt a sense of dizziness coming from his head. When he woke up again, he found himself in a dim little house.

"You are in Wugong, which is where I punish the prisoners. Many prisoners were thrown into this place by me and never came out again. Until death, they were still wandering in Wugong. Whether you can be as safe as the first two spiritual descendants and solve the problems in front of you depends on yourself. Remember, the most difficult thing in the world is to know choices and know the order." After Emperor Hunyuan said, his voice gradually disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

A ball of rootless fire appeared in Ling Xi's hand, illuminating the surroundings. The wall tiles of this cottage were covered with green moss, extremely wet, with only four doors opening on all sides.

Ling Xi is not in a hurry to go out for the time being. Since this is a mechanism set up by Emperor Hunyuan himself, it will never be easily cracked. Even if Ling Xi goes out immediately, he will most likely be in trouble and cannot advance or retreat.

The hut was empty, with the only few floor tiles pried open, with human bones buried inside. The entire Wugong was built on human bones. The Hunyuan Emperor was not a tyrant, but he would never be a merciful king. How could one of the founding emperors in the past ten thousand years be kind?

Ling Xi was amused by his thoughts and focused on observing the surroundings.

He touched the moss on the wall, and a sticky feeling came from his hands. The moss had already become a paste and was wiping on the wall. Ling Xi felt that the moss was wrong. After smelling it carefully, he heard a scent of spiritual grass.

This is some kind of spiritual herb with unknown names. Somehow, it actually grew in this hut. Logically speaking, these spiritual plants are definitely not grown in popular places. It seems that this hut has never been to anyone for a long time.

The four doors suddenly sounded and made a sound. Ling Xi was frightened and hurriedly touched the silver snake ring in his hand. His fingers were empty, and the silver snake ring was unknown where it went and was not in his hand.
Chapter completed!