As the builder of the maze, Bai Xiaowen's spiritual sense was not affected by the maze, and he could easily sense the situation inside the maze.

He "saw" that the snowman was already sitting honestly on the ground, holding the spirit crystal in both hands to absorb it quickly, and an ice-blue protective shield was propped up around it.

One by one, the skeleton warriors who stumbled into the same area tore and slashed around the snowman, and the ice-blue shield only rippled slightly.

"It seems that this will not cause the snowman to die. ”

Bai Xiaowen nodded slightly and walked away.

......

The Temple of Prophecy, the Rubik's Cube area behind the gate.

A young man dressed in black and carrying a broken blade on his back stepped into the starting square of the Rubik's Cube area. On his shoulder, squatting sat a crow, and the crow's eyes were green.

"Wait a minute, the talisman has the same sense......" The black-clothed young man with a broken blade frowned and lowered his head, and a jade talisman suddenly appeared in his palm, and at this moment, the jade talisman was slightly hot, flashing with a bright white light.

Suddenly, a shadow burrowed in from the ground, quickly condensing from the illusory into a physical entity, a woman with a toned body and wings stretched behind her.

"Lord Xia Feng, the master ordered me to wait for you here. Sigdelifa said respectfully, she knew how powerful the black-clothed young man in front of her was, and the strength could not be measured by the energy level.

Xia Feng nodded slightly: "Say, what does he want me to do." ”

......

Death Omen.

Bang!

With a loud bang, accompanied by a great earthquake, a skeletal giant fell, and a large number of disassembled bone fragments fell into the ground like a torrential rain and disappeared.

A blond young man reached out and took the light-encased mass left behind by the bone giant into his palm.

"Phew, this bone giant has the strength to get close to the gods, it's really hard to deal with. Fortunately, I have also received the gift of my god, and my strength has greatly improved. ”

The blond-haired young man put away the glowing thing in his palm: "With this 'broken Heart of the Holy Spirit', I can advance deeper into the Land of Origin. The ultimate treasure must belong to me...... Damn Lu Wang, sooner or later I will avenge my companions in the Secret Society. ”

Suddenly, the blond young man's body shook, and a grand majesty fell from the top of his head, grabbing his heart.

For this majesty, the blonde youth was well aware. He shuddered and fell to his knees.

"Great God of Shadows, what instructions do you have?"

Countless whispers rang out in the void, eventually converging into a voice that hit the heart and poured into the blonde youth's mind.

Soon, the grandeur and majesty dissipated, and the blonde young man suddenly opened his eyes.

"Lu Wang, you have already appeared in the Death Omen!"

"Okay, okay!

The blonde youth crouched down, carefully tied his trouser legs with two thin ropes that shimmered with silver light, and let out a low muttering to himself.

When he got back up, the strings on his trouser legs had been transformed into two miniature wing-like props.

The blonde youth rushed away, and with each step, he crossed a distance of hundreds of meters or even thousands of meters, like a black streamer, whistling across the land of the death omen.

At the same time, in the rest of the Death Omen, there were flashes of light of different colors.

......

Bai Xiaowen walked on the dark and dreary earth of the Death Omen.

"It seems that there is only one river of Styx above the Death Omen. After crossing the River Styx with the mysterious ferryman, the rest of the journey can be reached on both feet, without the need for external forces. ”

Of course, the monsters of those undead races along the way will still make many evolutionaries fearful. Only the strongest among the chosen people of the gods can pass through the sea of bones of the undead.

The huge base of the undead monster group has also given birth to some top powerhouses, such as bone giants, plague beasts, frost dragons, etc., all of which are the top undead races in the face of death, and as for the strength, they are basically between the king level and the god descendant, far exceeding the same species of monsters in the face of death.

It is normal to have such a difference, after all, the undead monster of the Death Omen Star is derived from the real Grim Reaper, and the undead monster in the face of the Grim Reaper is derived from Bai Xiaowen, and he is not yet the Grim Reaper.

Moreover, Bai Xiaowen suspected that even if he became the eighth generation of the god of death, he would not be able to make the monsters in the face of death comparable to the god-level monsters of the Death Omen.

He is only the eighth generation of the god of death, and according to Bai Xiaowen's guess, the inheritance of the gods should be weaker from generation to generation.

The first Grim Reaper is one of the five strong gods, an existence that stands at the top of the gods' camp. And the seventh-generation god of death, Negor, did not show such mystery and dominance after his death......

With the face of death sensing the bones of the god of death, Bai Xiaowen moved forward step by step, and on the horizon in front of him, a huge black shadow appeared.

It was a magnificent black castle.

Directly opposite the gate of the castle, there are two rows of gargoyles. When Bai Xiaowen approached, a pair of red pupils lit up, and in this dim environment, it was filled with a weird and eerie terrifying aura.

Bai Xiaowen looked around cautiously.

"At the main gate of the castle, these two rows of gargoyles look terrifying...... Just looking at them, there is a feeling that a catastrophe is coming, if they wake up, I'm afraid each of them will have god-level strength......"

When observing these gargoyles, Bai Xiaowen had a feeling of facing a god-level demon. If there were only one or two, he wouldn't be afraid, but there were nearly twenty gargoyles in the two rows in front of him......

Bai Xiaowen is still under pressure.

The shape of this castle is like a mausoleum, but it covers a very large area, and the ground part alone can no longer be seen, so it is conceivable that the underground part of the castle is even larger.

With such a large mausoleum, there should be other paths to dive into, whether it is through the back door or over the wall, it should be better than the main entrance.

However, a thought flashed through Bai Xiaowen's heart, since he was the heir of the god of death, then he should have a higher status than other intruders in this ancient castle, and with the face of the god of death, that is, the influence of the crippled god of death, he might be able to affect these god-level gargoyles.

Either way, you can give it a try.

For the sake of prudence, Bai Xiaowen first laid out three sword seals in the distance, so that he could move and change positions at any time and leave.

After getting ready, Bai Xiaowen walked forward slowly, getting closer and closer to the two gargoyles in the first row.

Fluttering Ridge –

When Bai Xiaowen approached within twenty meters of the gargoyles, the two gargoyles suddenly "came to life" and launched an attack on Bai Xiaowen with a scream!

Rings of visible sonic energy poured out.

Bai Xiaowen hurriedly injected a trace of true yuan power into the face of the god of death.

Rank suppression against undead creatures has risen again!

However, for the god-born gargoyle, this suppressive force seems to be weak, and the gargoyle's movements are a little slower, but he still does not give up the attack.

Bai Xiaowen gritted his teeth and injected a trace of the power of death.