Chapter 2062 The Gate of Hell

The stump was broken, the blood flowed into a river, and the end of the road of light was like Shura hell, which made people shudder. ? Hunting ? ? ? ?

Rao was Ling Xian who was used to seeing the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and felt a chill in his heart. Daoist Duobao was even more pale, and his legs were soft.

It's really terrifying. Looking around, there are all broken arms and stumps, and it's terrifying.

"Too many have died." Daoist Duobao was terrified and grateful.

If it wasn't for him walking with Ling Xian, he would definitely be buried here.

"Don't forget, this is an imperial mausoleum, and it is an imperial mausoleum that has no way to survive."

Ling Xian sighed softly. The Great Emperor Zhentian was the one who once ruled the city of Gestalt. Even if he didn't ascend to immortality, he was still the most powerful person who swept away humanity.

His tomb, how could ordinary people survive?

"The emperor's mausoleum with no way of life, what does this mean?" Daoist Duobao was stunned, remembering what Ling Xian said when he chose the path of light.

At that time, he still didn't believe it, but now it seems that Ling Xian is undoubtedly right.

"It means literally."

Ling Xian sighed and said, "Whether the road to darkness or the road to light is good, it's all about death, and then, it's all dead ends."

"Isn't that sure about death?" Daoist Duobao shuddered and had the intention of retreating.

"There is no way to survive, it does not mean that you will definitely die."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "The road is made by oneself. As long as there is strength, what if there is no survival?"

Hearing this, Daoist Duobao breathed a sigh of relief, his retreat disappeared, replaced by courage.

Ling Xian's ability, he has seen, naturally has some confidence.

"Let's go, as long as you stand in front and buy time for me, I promise you will retreat."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, not because he was arrogant, but because he had confidence.

With the heritage of a ghost-seeker, even if it is one of the top ten horrors in the tomb, he has the confidence to leave calmly.

"Don't worry, son,

I will do my best. Daoist Duobao pleases him with a smile, no more reluctance.

He opened the way ahead, and soon crossed the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and came to the end of the emperor's mausoleum.

The reason why it is said to be the end is because there is a stone wall ahead, and there is no way.

However, there is a huge gossip map inscribed on the stone wall.

The divine light circulated, the rhythm of the Tao permeated, and the gossip chart slowly rotated, releasing strange fluctuations.

This made Daoist Duobao bewildered, and he turned his gaze to Ling Xian, revealing the meaning of inquiry.

"This is a teleportation array, or in other words, eight teleportation arrays, and every ancient character has the ability to teleport."

Ling Xian's eyes narrowed, and the strange fluctuations released by the Eight Trigrams were the power of space. As long as they approached, they would be teleported to an unknown place.

"Teleportation array?" Daoist Duobao was stunned.

"Yes, there is no road ahead. If you want to continue exploring, you can only get close to the Bagua map." Ling Xian's expression was calm.

"Then which word do we choose?" Daoist Duobao asked.

"At random, the places where the eight ancient characters are sent are different, but there is no difference in essence, they are all the same danger."

Ling Xian spoke lightly, the Emperor Zhentian did not leave a way to survive, it was the same which one he chose.

"Then let's do the words." Daoist Duobao smiled helplessly, and put his hand on the dry words of the gossip map.

Ling Xian is the same.

Suddenly, a soft light emerged, transporting the two to an unknown place.

After that, Ling Xian's brows furrowed.

Just because there is no Taoist Duobao around him, that is to say, the teleportation array separated them.

"An interesting teleportation array, even if you press a word at the same time, it will be disrupted and teleported."

"Duobao Daoist, you can only ask for more happiness."

Ling Xian sighed softly, then looked around, sizing up the place.

I saw that this was a rolling mountain range, and looking around, it was actually a majestic mountain.

Directly in front, there are more than 20 monks sitting cross-legged, men and women, young and old, each of them carrying a ten thousand zhang peak.

They breathed heavily, their faces were flushed, and there were even many people with blood overflowing from the corners of their mouths.

Obviously, the mountains on their backs are very heavy, and even if they are not ordinary people, they are about to be crushed.

"If it's a test, it's easy to say, but how could it be?"

Ling Xian sighed softly, Emperor Zhentian made it clear that he wanted to kill all those who came. How could it be a test?

"Young man, you chose the wrong path."

An old white man spoke, a little tired and a little bitter.

"Any way in the emperor's mausoleum is wrong." Ling Xian sighed, knowing that it would not be long before he would carry the mountain peaks.

Sure enough, after a few breaths, a ten thousand zhang peak rose from the ground and landed on his back.

Immediately, Ling Xian's waist was bent a little, and her calf fell into the ground.

However, he did not move.

Although the mountain is heavy, it cannot hurt him when he uses his magic power.

"No, you chose the wrong path."

The old man Bai gave Ling Xian a deep look and said, "Do you understand?"

Hearing this, Ling Xian frowned slightly, and after that, he showed a wry smile.

In a short period of time, Shanyue really couldn't crush him or even make him breathe heavily, but what about in the long run?

Once he runs out of mana, the mountain will crush him into flesh!

"Any way in the imperial mausoleum is wrong, but if I could choose, I wouldn't come here."

"The taste of waiting to die is unpleasant."

The old man Bai smiled bitterly, causing everyone to sigh.

They are all powerful people, otherwise, it would be impossible to get here, but they can persist for ten days, but they cannot persist for ten years.

"I don't want to die, and I don't want to die like that."

Ling Xian's eyes were deep, his body was light, and his mana was surging, trying to smash the mountains into pieces.

As a result, it came back without success, not to mention smashing the mountains, not even a single crack.

"Don't waste your energy, if I can smash the mountains, how can I be trapped here?" The old man Bai sighed helplessly.

"Can't it be smashed..." Ling Xianjian frowned, feeling rather troublesome.

Sooner or later, his mana will be exhausted. If he can't leave this place before it is exhausted, even if his mana is comparable to that of the Dao Divine Body, he will surely die.

"I have used all the methods that I have been able to use, and I can neither smash the mountains nor smash this place." The white old man showed remorse and a bit of despair.

So are the rest.

It is too difficult to break the game, it is simply a hopeless and mortal game!

"There is no way to survive in this imperial mausoleum, but I don't believe it is really lifeless."

Ling Xian's eyes were deep and deep, and the Nascent Soul villain came out with a seal, exploring every corner of the place.

However, he found nothing.

"Don't waste your efforts. Entering this place is like stepping into the gate of hell with one foot. The only difference is when the other foot steps."

The old man Bai sighed and said, "If you have this time, it's better to close your eyes and think about the beauty of this life and the regrets of this life."

Hearing this, Ling Xian fell silent.

Scenes and scenes from the past flashed through his mind quickly, and then his beliefs became firm.

The Nascent Soul villain opened his eyes and set off a soul storm that swept the entire mountain range.

This made everyone stunned, and then they heard a word that moved them.

"I have too many regrets in my life, so I can't die."