The moment he entered the Crimson Gate, he could clearly see that the smile on Lucar's face was replaced by anger and a terrifying look, and his original upright body became rickety again due to extreme pain, and it was obvious that the half of the mecha on his body brought him not only great strength, but also great pain.

After entering the Crimson Gate, it was like entering a pitch-black space, and I saw one of the spheres emitting azure light gradually open, constantly changing, until it became an extremely long and huge painting. In the form of a long scroll, it vividly records the cityscape of each era and the living conditions of people from all walks of life at that time, and Chen Shisan, from this picture scroll, quickly passed, and what he saw around him was as if it was real, so real, as if every scene was immersive. Flowers and trees, character style. It's all in the painting. It's just that among all the pictures, there is a man with a camel rider, only to see a man coming from a grassy land, a camel, walking through one by one a picture representing each era, as if he was a witness. The movements and expressions of each character in the painting must be very realistic and vivid. It's like the things in the painting, as if they had just happened.

It wasn't until a long time later, the length of each painting exceeded his thoughts, he had forgotten how long time had passed, how long the three of them had been floating in space, until Chen Shi had counted to twelve pictures, he saw Liang Guo where he was born in the twelfth picture, and clearly saw the youth martial arts conference that he had struggled for, and even he saw himself there. Just when Chen Shi was surprised, a light cut off the twelfth picture like a blade, and a white light sucked Chen Shishi into the scroll.

A short young man with long blond hair and a baseball cap sat in a no-man's town, surrounded by long wooden signs with Lucar's sign on them in a five-foot radius. He took a gentle sip of the inferior wine in his hand and looked at the white light above the sky. The corners of his mouth began to rise slightly, and he took a big sip of the rest of the wine. took off the clothes that were already dirty and couldn't get dirty, revealing a white fighting suit. The suit was brand new, as if his coat was dirty, and he had a hint of gray left on top of it.

He waved his fist, a strong wind, rose everywhere, caught Chen Shi and them falling from the sky, Chen Shilong Qing Boxi, after being sucked in by the light, he entered a completely different place, falling from the sky, and at this time it was as if he was being flirted by the breeze and landed smoothly. They came to a completely different place, a city so similar to England, but in a dilapidated state.

"Thank you, friend, for your help. Where is this? Chen Shi looked at the blonde boy and said, but on his face, he found a very similar feeling, groping in his brain, and he really couldn't think of who this blonde boy looked like, but he was so familiar.

"Hahahaha came here, but I don't know where this is? This is the gate of the road to heaven in this world. Hands-on handlebar. “

After Birch landed, his expression was extremely serious, he seemed to have an extremely familiar feeling of this place, his eyes widened at this place, "That year, England invited the most high-ranking martial artist in all mankind at the price of the highest crown prince position and extremely generous conditions. , Come here, duel, and finally at the moment of the decisive victory, the town where the royal holy land is located was destroyed by the satellite weapons developed by the empire, and no one survived, but the newspapers of the empire concealed the truth of this matter, and on the second day, the dilapidated town miraculously and intact appeared, but none of those martial artists appeared again, and all those who experienced and witnessed it thought that they were in a dream, but I knew that it was not a dream. Because that year, my grandfather told me that he was going to the strongest martial arts tournament in the empire, and later the photo sent by my grandfather showed that this was the place, and I had seen that picture countless times. ... If I'm right, this is the true royal sanctuary of England. ”