Chapter 1646 Blood Falls Long Stairs

The white frost disappeared, and the mirror was bright.

When Fu Qian was playing with the bell stick in his hand, there was no sound around.

However, at the same time, the mirrors in sight seemed to return to their original nature and reflected the real image.

And given the intersection of angles, many figures were stacked at a glance.

Especially after Fu Qian finally put away the bell stick and walked down, it was like a kaleidoscope.

These simple visual puzzles, of course, did not affect Fu Qian.

What he was more curious about was the shape of the passage itself.

From the invisible road just now to the mirror house at this moment, it can be said that there is a dimensional level change to a certain extent.

This invisible palace seems to be becoming more and more real.

I don’t know if the quantitative change caused by the deeper depravity leads to qualitative change.

It is even getting more and more lively.

In addition to the mathematical giant just now, Fu Qian thought of the scene when he first stepped into this place.

The many saints in white robes.

People often have inertia of thinking. Referring to the images of walking at this moment, it is easy to understand them as the shadows just reflected by Brother Juebo.

But what if it is not?

According to the previous inference, Brother Juebo should have a very unusual relationship with the tree. What if the figures under the robes are the same as him?

They are all saints, and at the beginning, I was surrounded?

This is not alarmist, but comes from good thinking habits and superb insight.

Because although it was a glimpse, Fu Qian remembered very clearly that not every figure of those people was the same size as Brother Juebo.

…

So what did Mr. Huang and his friends encounter when they descended to this depth?

Chaotic and psychedelic, not even a simple passage.

Going forward in the only direction, Fu Qian even found a long ladder made of mirrors and continued to step on it without being polite.

It is almost certain that Mr. Huang and his friends’ purpose of this trip is not simple. From the previous inference, even if they found that there is no turning back not too late, they can only bite the bullet and go down.

Since he was always approachable, Fu Qian did not think that the strange place like the Mirror House was exclusive to him, so he naturally thought about what kind of scene they would encounter if they walked in it.

Will there be saints appear?

One or more?

Whose face will they turn into?

As the saying goes, as long as there is a strong desire for knowledge, there will be knowledge for you to seek.

With the question mark that was easily brewed, Fu Qian finally came to the bottom of the long ladder without encountering any other obstacles along the way.

And the end of this section of the Mirror House.

And the lower edge of the gorgeous and spotless stairs was surprisingly placed on a rugged rock surface.

This is the bottom of a cave, and the Mirror House is connected to the rugged rocks in a rather abrupt way.

So much so that it feels like there is really a huge monster, embedded in this mountain pass in a messy and broken way, and it becomes real little by little as it goes down.

Very smooth, but a problem that comes with it is that it is difficult to imagine the relationship between this huge monster and the tree.

After all, it is not suitable for the latter to live in.

How did it come out? It always makes people feel that there are endless mysteries.

While thinking, Fu Qian's footsteps have already stepped on the blue-black rock.

"It doesn't look good."

And the next moment, looking at the scene in front of him, he gave a heartfelt exclamation.

...

This is by no means an exaggeration.

Regardless of the shape or size, it can be seen that this hole is quite consistent with the style of those on the stone wall before.

To a certain extent, it can be proved that there is no other dimension or the like through the mirror house just now.

But the problem is exactly here.

It is the same place, but this hole goes up.

Although the angle is not large and can even be called gentle, it is undoubtedly firmly upward.

The rescue team came to this place with the survival experience summarized before and saw such a scene. The feeling in their hearts is probably quite unwilling to speak.

Tsk...

With a special subtle sound, Fu Qian wiped his chest with his hand, and it was instantly dyed red.

Thinking did not delay his actions, and he had already walked forward several steps.

The changes that followed could be said to have successfully confirmed that the place had not changed.

A wound from the inside out pierced his lungs and even opened his heart at that moment.

The rule that walking upwards would be blasted by a sharp blade not only still exists, but can even draw a conclusion to a certain extent.

That is, the punishment for going against the rules seems to increase with the rank of the person involved.

At least in Fu Qian's opinion, if such a blow was inserted into the little shadow, the latter would most likely not be as simple as spraying some blood.

And this also means that if a general high-level extraordinary wants to rely on his own quality to resist, then he can't hold on much longer than others.

Of course, that's generally the case. For professionals like us, there is only the problem of clothes being difficult to wash.

Looking down at the red patch on his chest, Fu Qian was regretful and kept walking.

At the moment when another blood flower gushed out, Fu Qian had already turned a corner, and the scene in front of him was suddenly bright-open.

The scene behind the corner was much grander and more orderly.

But this time it was no longer a mirror, but a long staircase made of white stones.

The texture was transparent and smooth, and you could even see the texture of flowers and branches on both sides, which was exquisite.

The only problem was that the steps were also upwards.

And the inclination was more than sixty, and the steps were more than three digits at a glance.

Then the blood flowed like a waterfall.

That's right, except for the railings on both sides, the rest of the steps were completely covered with abnormally bright blood, without a single gap.

And it was almost as if a thickener was added, the silent blood waterfall not only did not have a ripple on the surface, but was even directly pulled into a mirror that was only slightly inferior to the previous one.

This special state spread from the top all the way down until it merged into a pool that was also as bright as a mirror.

It was indeed a despairing scene. After all, normally, such a height difference would be enough to die eight or ten times even if it was in good condition.

Fu Qian continued to take two steps forward and shook his head as another blood stain bloomed on his body.

From this perspective, the behavior of the team next to him that destroyed the natural ecology is completely understandable.

That's right, at this moment, not far from where he was standing, more than one person was looking over with doubt, from a small hole that was obviously not formed naturally.

If there is no way to go, then dig a way out. Fu Qian was not surprised at all by such a scene.

He never underestimated the desire of human beings to survive.