Chapter 302: Entering the Gate to the Demonic World

After these outstanding young people exchanged greetings and got to know each other, they returned to the topic. Amano stepped forward and grabbed the Asura Sword and tried to pull it out, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not succeed.

"Strange, my strength is not small." Amano Piao couldn't understand.

Seeing that Amano couldn't pull it out, Qi Shisan put the mace on the ground, stepped forward and grabbed the hilt, roared for three seconds, and gave up on his own initiative, "What the hell."

Everyone was sweating wildly. Even a tough guy like Qi Shisan couldn't pull it up. Who could pull it up?

At this time, a short old man carrying a bamboo basket came forward to investigate, and then said: "This sword is not an ordinary sword. No matter how strong you are, you can't pull it out. Only Asura's sword can pull it out." The reincarnation of God!"

"The reincarnation of the god Asura?"

"ah?"

Many people saw the old man with question marks on their faces, but Wushuang Zizaimen's bell came forward and said respectfully: "Grandpa Xuanwu, I didn't expect you to go in too."

The old man named "Xuanwu" laughed and said: "I have no choice but to do it. If I don't enter, I'm afraid I won't have a chance."

"Hey, brother, is this old man Xuanwu Urn?"

"Yes, that's him, a legend in the Wonton Kingdom."

Xuanwu Weng obviously has status. After knowing him, many people rushed up to say hello. Even the bohemian guy said politely, "Nice to meet you, old man."

"The reincarnation of the God of Asura has the power to fight against all the gods in the universe. He must be able to pull out this sword." Xuanwu Urn sighed, and then said: "By the way, you all give it a try, in case you That’s the reincarnation!”

Upon hearing this, everyone took turns to pull out the sword, but they all tried their best and could not pull it out even a little bit.

A group of people were helpless. The reincarnation of the God of Asura was indeed not something they wanted to take. However, Silver Horn asked in a low voice, "Brother, according to what this old man meant, the reincarnation of the God of Asura must have appeared in the world." ”

"Uh?" Jin Jiao was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "What you said makes sense, I guess it really does exist!"

These two brothers captured the key points easily, which is really not easy.

Everyone took turns to try it and gave up after finding that it really couldn't be pulled out. Once the Xuanwu Urn came, everyone naturally had a backbone.

Everyone saw a little light at the entrance of the cave, and it was pitch black further inside. As soon as they took a step inside, they felt the cold wind blowing against their faces, and it was cold to the bones.

"It's this kind of ghostly crying again, it's really disturbing." Amano Piao was very irritated.

Even the skeleton hesitated for a while, looked at the cave twice more, turned around, smiled strangely, and said, "I wish everyone good luck, let's go in."

Everyone was silent, Xuanwu Weng nodded and said: "However, the dangers in this cave are unpredictable. You must be prepared to take action at any time, just in case."

The gate to the demon world is no joke, it is a matter of life and death. Everyone did not dare to neglect and took their weapons in their hands. Jinjiao and Yinjiao wanted to follow the crowd, but in the end they were pushed to the front. Their bragging was indeed true. Be responsible.

The two of them could only walk in the front. When the cold wind became more and more cold, Jinjiao had no choice but to open the Duowen Tianwang umbrella. This was terrible. He opened the umbrella to block his face. The people behind immediately felt that the biting cold feeling disappeared!

"magic!"

"This umbrella actually has such an effect!"

"As expected of a disciple of Tai Chi Sect!"

Xuanwu Urn was startled and murmured in his mind: "How can this umbrella have such effect? ​​Is it a magic rubbing?"

If you stand behind and watch, you will see that this group of people has walked into the darkness and disappeared. The people following behind cannot hesitate anymore. They have no time to think about it. Seeing that everyone has disappeared, they can only follow in hastily. .

Just after stepping into the cave, Jinjiao suddenly felt his feet go weak after walking a few steps, and his whole body actually sank downwards.

He was shocked, but luckily, he only sank to his ankles and stopped. At this time, everyone was already in darkness. Seeing the darkness here, they subconsciously wanted to turn on the flashlight, but after turning it on, they found that these lights could not see far at all, and they could only barely see the people around them clearly!

But it was obvious that everyone had been prepared. They knew that ordinary light sources or fire sources could not illuminate the path of Asura, only the light of the source could be illuminated!

The Xuanwu Urn pointed several fingers in succession, and small light balls flew out from the fingertips one after another. These light balls were similar to moonlight, and the dim sky and earth were suddenly lit up. However, despite this, it was still very dim. But much better than before.

With the help of the light, Jinjiao looked at his feet, his expression instantly collapsed. It turned out that he was stepping on a puddle of mud. Not to mention the stench, his feet were still stuck in it. The feeling was as uncomfortable as it was. It was so disgusting!

He raised his eyes and looked back, and when he saw that most of the others had sympathetic expressions, especially a few women, they frowned and quickly covered their noses.

Jinjiao thought he was unlucky and shook his head, what else could he do?

Everyone quickly became familiar with this environment and continued walking inside. This was not a corridor, it was just an ordinary cave with nothing worth seeing.

As we walked, the sound, like the cry of an evil spirit, suddenly became louder, seemingly far and near, spreading all around, surrounding people, as if it was everywhere, and everyone had nowhere to hide.

"I'm afraid my umbrella is useless." Jin Jiao was helpless and wanted to close the umbrella, but another person hurriedly stopped him and said, "No, if it weren't for your umbrella, I'm afraid some of us would have gone crazy by now!"

Everyone looked at the scene, and saw a white-haired young man with an owl perched on his shoulder, looking around.

"Momenta? What do you think?" Lingling asked.

Momenta shook his head, "The umbrellas in the hands of the two friends blocked the corrupt voices of the demons and monsters for us, so don't let them get hurt."

Xuanwu Weng also nodded and agreed, "That's right, don't put them away, otherwise, people with weak wills may lose their minds."

Jinjiao and Yinjiao looked at each other, wondering if the umbrellas made by the two in their spare time were really that cool? Or were these people pretending to be so cool?

"Look, there are murals here!"

Everyone looked at it in a hurry, and there were indeed murals, and from here on, there were murals one after another, and the content was probably similar to religious sacrifices.

"Is this a ritual of the Asura tribe?" A handsome young man in a suit came to a conclusion immediately after studying it for a few seconds.

"They are indeed the Asuras. The men are all ugly, and the women are all beautiful. They are the Asuras at first glance." Amano Piao looked like a scholar.

The young man in a suit took out his camera and took some photos, sighing, "I wonder if the legend of Asuras came from this cave."