Outside the temple, Long Heitian was like a defeated beast, lying on the ground, his breath floating all over.

Not only was the blood qi consumed and dried up, but even the spiritual will was consumed to an extremely low point.

The Mystical Ten Thousand Gates, without the slightest breath of the outside world, only the endless light gates, are a great test for the warrior's own will.

I have to say that the test of the Flame Tower is a bit gloomy, not to hunt aliens, nor to fight on the battlefield, but to take yourself as an enemy.

If there were no external factors to intervene, Qingyang Huan and a few people would be able to be completely trapped in it, until they reached the earth.

Wanting to break through the Ten Thousand Gates and come out, with the strength that they have not yet been promoted to the king, is simply wishful thinking.

Compared to being directly excluded from Long Heitian, Qian Hualuo and Xiao Xingchen, although they were not as irritable as Long Heitian, but in the endless paths, they had already begun to have mental fluctuations.

In this lonely passage without the slightest breath and vitality, loneliness is the biggest enemy.

......

In the space of the Flame Tower, the battle between the town guard and the grave keeper had stopped, and the white old ghost was not disfigured, and the black-armored warrior turned into a cold figure again and stood there.

"The biggest enemy is still himself, if there is a choice, the old man would rather eliminate them all. ”

The old white ghost stared at the black-armored warrior and said, and for a while, a bleak aura rose in the entire space.

"You shouldn't, old black. ”

Looking at the light curtain in front of him, Qing Yang Huan still did not leave in the Wanzhong Gate, but sat down to cultivate, the white old ghost looked at the black armor martial artist, Qing Yang Huan looked relaxed from the moment he entered the Wanzhong Gate, if there was no greeting from the black armor martial artist in advance, it would definitely not be like this.

Hearing this, the black-armored martial artist finally stopped being silent, his eyes fell on the light curtain, and he looked at Qingyang Huan, who was in cultivation, and after a long time, a hoarse voice sounded.

"This is his way, and no one else can stop it. ”

The eyes of the black-armored warrior were retracted from the light curtain, and there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes, "Some roads have already been destined, and they can't be changed if they want to, he has obtained the creation to have today's achievements, and he naturally has to bear the glory and responsibility brought by this creation." ”

"Glory and duty?"

In an instant, the cloudy eyes of the white old ghost suddenly lit up, but in an instant, the flashing divine light completely fell.

"It turned out to be ......"

After a long time, the white old ghost looked at the black-armored warrior, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"No wonder ......"

The words behind the white old ghost did not come out, he and the black armor warrior had been guarding this fire tower for too long, and he naturally knew something about the origin of the black armor warrior, so some of them couldn't be said in a grand manner at all.

"Over the ages, how many inheritors of the war have embarked on this road of no return, which little guy is not a creator and talented, they can go, how can he go!"

The black-armored warrior's eyes burst with fierce killing.

"Have you identified him?"

The old white ghost's eyes looked at Qingyang Huan, who was sitting cross-legged and cultivating.

"An edict from the Sword Emperor Palace. ”

Hearing the voice of the black-armored warrior, the white old ghost stopped talking, Buzhou Mountain Sword Emperor Palace, Human Emperor Sword Guard, Megatron Heaven and Heaven, even if he is far away from the Human Race Buzhou Mountain, he still knows the horror of the Sword Emperor Palace.

"With his strength, even if I don't make a sound, I will pass the test, since I have to embark on this road after all, the old man simply helped him, don't be so troublesome, wouldn't it be easier to pass the test directly. ”

"Only those who carry the flames of war in the royal realm and gather the voices of hundreds of millions of human bloodlines have the ability to awaken the silent blood of war!"

"Carrying the variables of the war of the four royal realms, even if he has nothing to do with the Sword Emperor Palace, what would you do instead?"

Listening to the words of the black-armored warrior, the white-robed old man's breath was a little silent.

The two of them, as the black and white envoys who sat in the Flame Tower, were the bearers of the war that they received, even if there were only a few people in an era, but after these years, there were still nearly 100 people.

However, none of the bearers of these war flames in the southwest land who were led by them had ever reached the ancestral land of the human race.

Compared with other young Tianjiao who did not carry the flames of the royal domain and were determined to go to the ancestral land of the human race, the task of some of the torchbearers was not to go to Buzhou Mountain at all.

The bearers of the torch of each era, after the initial test, will be divided into two parts: light and dark.

The part on the bright side will still be heading towards the ancestral land of the human race, just like other Tianjiao who has embarked on the road to the king, and the secret part of the torch inheritors will slowly disappear in the eyes of many people.

The dragon black sky that was eliminated from the mystical ten thousand gates was such a disguise, and it would not be long before the southern wilderness would spread the dragon black sky bearer royal domain war to the center of the southern region, and if it did not fall halfway, it would continue to embark on the road to the ancestral land of the human race.

Gathering the flames of war in the four royal realms as one, such a creation is definitely a great variable.

This is also the reason why the white old ghost did not stop the small movements of the black armor martial artist in the slightest, in fact, he had noticed Qingyang Huan a long time ago, and he had already thought about it in his heart, but he didn't expect the black armor martial artist to be so direct and straightforward.

"I am really unwilling, I can bear the flames of war in the four royal domains, I can imagine how strong the luck blessed by this little guy will be, if he can go on step by step, my human race may not be able to add another emperor in the future, but now we have to send him to a dead end that no one can say. ”

"As a Terran, you don't have a choice!"

Compared with the sighs of the white old ghost, the aura of the black-armored warrior is even more sonorous and killing.

......

In the mysterious Wanzhong Gate, Qianhualuo's breath was a little vain, and he didn't want to remember how long he had walked in this endless passage, and the road in front of him had no end, and when he came to the end, he would find that the Ten Thousand Light Gate stood in front of him.

Airplanes!

However, in the next moment, there was a buzz in the path, and suddenly a streamer of light appeared out of thin air, shooting towards Qianhualuo.

Not good!

Although the spiritual world had already fallen into fatigue, Qianhualuo still reacted to this sudden change.

Rumble!

However, the power of the streamer exceeded him too much, and he directly knocked it out and hit the crystal barrier of the path, and then the crystal wall cracked, and Qianhualuo was blasted out.

Thundered!

A terrifying palm the size of a millstone was created out of thin air in the path, shooting down towards Xiao Xingchen, and a magnificent star world emerged behind Xiao Xingchen, but the gap between the two was too big.

The palm fell, and in an instant, Xiao Xingchen seemed to have been struck by thunder, the prototype of the star world shattered, and the whole body vomited blood and flew out, crashing into the crystal wall and flying upside down.

"Black, you can't do that!"

In the space, the white old ghost watched with some unacceptability as the black-armored martial artist made a move, blasting out Qianhualuo and Xiao Xingchen, who had not been eliminated from the game.

"If even the people who carried the war of the four kings can't complete the task, these little guys will go to death in vain, go out from here, and set foot on the road of the king, maybe there will be a glimmer of life, and the future will be the king. ”

The fierce killing in his eyes dissipated, and the black-armored warrior spoke.

For Lao Hei's words, the white old ghost opened his mouth, and found that he couldn't refute it.

Since a long time ago, they have sent the torch to complete the task, of course, none of them succeeded, but those who did not complete the task, as the torch who embarked on the road to the king on the bright side, but there were people who survived by luck, and finally sealed the king of the world.

Lao Hei shot and blasted out Qianhualuo and Xiao Xingchen, which was also giving them a glimmer of life.

In the end, the white old ghost swallowed and spit, stared at the black-armored warrior and said loudly: "Is it really so ruthless in the division you are in, directly pushing people to death." ”

"There is never an absolute dead end......"

However, the corners of the black-armored warrior's mouth were cold, and he immediately stopped speaking.

"Lao Hei, I'm on your thief ship, and I'm going to take the blame for you. ”

The next moment, the figure of the white old ghost shattered in the space like foam, and when it appeared, it was already standing in front of the three of Qianhualuo.

......

And at this moment, Qingyang Huan, who was sitting in the mysterious and multi-fold gate, was full of the breath of the boundless Dao Law, and the eight Dao Laws evolved into a brilliant Dao Track, constantly reorganized and concluded.

After a short retreat here, he once again deduced a mystery to the realm of perfection and integrated it into the boundless Dao talisman, as for why he was not moving forward, he already understood that it was the warrior's mind that was tested here, not the strength, even if he moved forward, there would be no end.

In this endless road, it is the most desperate, of course, because he knows everything in advance, so there is no fear in his heart.

After all, no matter how long he stays, he will eventually go out, so he will sit here in a calm mood and cultivate, but Long Heitian is different, because ignorance makes people feel even more terrifying.

Buzz!

I don't know how long it has been, Qing Yanghuan opened his eyes, he noticed that the surrounding environment had changed, and the void in front of him cracked inch by inch, and began to crumble like a mirror.

It was as if he had entered another plane from one plane, and when everything calmed down, he found himself in a stone chamber marked with murals.

The surrounding stone walls are imprinted with ancient murals, exuding an atmosphere of long-term vicissitudes, as if they were scenes on the land of extremely ancient times.

On the reckless earth, a group of Terran warriors wearing animal skins were prostrate on the ground, their hands raised high, holding jade, spirit fruits, and treasures in their hands.

In front of them was a huge throne, on which sat an unclear three-headed creature, and at the feet of the three-headed creature, countless Terran warriors prostrated on the ground and offered their own offerings.

However, when he saw the next picture, Qingyang Huan's eyes couldn't help but show a trace of anger.

Under the same throne, young Terran women and young children were stripped of their beast clothes and lay naked on the stone platform, with horror in their eyes.

On the tall throne, the three-headed creature opened its mouth and stuffed the Terrans enshrined in front of it into their mouths one by one, while the Terran warriors who were prostrate on the ground trembled in fear and did not dare to raise their heads.

The scene on the mural is that countless Terran warriors were raised by a three-headed creature and became blood food and slaves in his mouth.

"Torchbearer, are you ready to preach in all directions?"

At this moment, Qing Yanghuan's whole body aura tightened suddenly, his strength gathered in one place, and his eyes stared at a white figure that suddenly appeared not far away.