All things multiply in cycles, and whoever can be celibate, I am your faithful believer, and may you always be trapped by those who are confused. The long chant sounded after all of us stepped into this door, like the last trace of divine words left in ancient times, which shook us with sacredness and solemnity, and also made the blue-clothed Taoist face serious.

"No, no, that thing has been completely sealed in the ghost silk by the Ghost King, why, why is it here." He almost reached despair as he asked himself, and he fell to his knees in pain, his hands clutching his own scalp tightly, and his whole body began to exude an indescribable tremor.

At this moment, I could clearly feel his fear, the blue-clothed Taoist who was originally omnipotent in my heart, was actually afraid at this moment, what was he afraid of.

"Oh no, the door is gone."

Demon Heart suddenly shouted in horror, causing us all to turn around, and sure enough, just as she said, the door disappeared.

Not even a single crack remained.

At the same time, the surroundings are changing, not like the place where we first came out, as if they have merged, and they are beginning to take shape.

"No, let's get out of here, and when it's done, we won't be able to leave even if we want to." After shouting at all of us in a frenzied manner, the blue-clothed Daoist stood up abruptly, ready to move forward.

"Calm down." I grabbed him, his thoughts were obviously born after he lost control of his emotions, he probably knew what this place was, and he had an unprecedented fear of it, but I didn't, because I didn't know it, and I didn't fear it.

No matter what it is, I always believe that I can leave here, and if I want to leave here, the blue-clothed Daoist in front of me must not be fine. His body was now in the void, and a staircase had formed on the floor below me leading to the top. And my body is also in danger of falling at any time because of the tight grip on him who has fallen.

"Wang Ying"

Fortunately, Fit, who found out that something was wrong in time, grabbed me, so that I would not fall down the place where I don't know what it was with the blue-clothed Taoist who was out of control just now.

With the efforts of everyone. I was finally pulled up with the blue-clothed Taoist, and while rubbing the aching arm I had just pulled, I looked at the blue-clothed Taoist in front of me from time to time. I'm afraid that he will lose control of his emotions or something, and make such a reckless move again. If he succeeds, I'm afraid the next thing will be bad enough.

I don't know how long it took for time minute by minute, the blue-clothed Taoist in front of him finally stabilized, and Yang Shuo, who had been silent with Mo Sui on his back, suddenly opened his mouth to speak at this time.

"Here, it's like my dream"

As soon as he said this, he said. It instantly attracted everyone's attention. Everyone looked at him one after another, wanting to ask about the following.

"Yang Shuo, what do you mean by that?"

I couldn't help but finally ask what everyone wanted to ask.

"I don't know why, but there's always a sense of déjà vu here, it's real and unreal, it's like my dreams, it scares and wants to get closer."

He said it in a very general way, at least I didn't understand it very well. That may have been just an illusion from the beginning, an illusion that I don't know how to describe, I'm afraid only Yang Shuo can experience it here! After all, he has always been different from us. He has his own world, and his dreams are real.

"Yang Shuo, I feel that asking you is also a vain question."

Fit instantly gave Yang Shuo a roll of his eyes.

"You"

The angry Yang Shuo couldn't say a word for a long time, and could only stare at Fit with a pair of eyes, after all, he was still carrying the unconscious Mosui on his back at this moment, and it was not appropriate to fight with Fit, so he could only choose to despise him with his eyes.

"How about me, you better carry your patient on your back! Be careful to drop. ”

Fit was naughty, and the words he said to Yang Shuo eased the surrounding atmosphere a lot. The atmosphere is not as solemn as it was just now.

At the same time, the blue-clothed Taoist also regained his calm brother's appearance. Looking at the stairs and doors around him, he was silent again.

"Bamboo, what's wrong with you, what are you afraid of?"

My eyes widened. Staring at him, for fear of missing every inadvertent glance from him.

"Alas, my lord, I think our enemies are so strong that we cannot defeat them, and we are afraid that we will be trapped in this circular labyrinth, and we will never be able to leave this place."

He spoke calmly, as if what he was saying had nothing to do with him. If I hadn't heard what he said, I would have thought he was talking about something else.

I was so impressed by how calm he was. But there are some things that need to be asked, and since he knows what this place is, it is much better than those of us who don't know at all, and the more he knows, the more chance he has to get out of here.

At this moment in such a grim moment, we cannot afford to let go of the slightest hope that we can leave.

"What is a cycle labyrinth?" I grabbed the keyword and opened my mouth to the bamboo in front of me.

"I don't know if you know that the origin and the end of all things are two extremes and two beginnings, according to legend, a long, long time ago, a man who wanted to destroy everything did a crazy experiment, he connected the origin and the end, and made such a place to imprison the soul of the last god in this world, this god has been living in this labyrinth for I don't know how long, so long that he was about to forget what this world looks like, a ghost one day pushed open the door of origin, released the last divine consciousness of the gods, but this labyrinth that has been nourished by the power of the gods for a long time seems to have its own consciousness, and begins to devour everything around it, the ghost king has mercy on the suffering of the ghosts, and has exhausted all his ghost power, plus half of his soul has completely sealed it in the bundle of ghost silks, but somehow, it was unsealed by someone, and you think that the gods can't escape from the place, how can it be a place where we mortals can escape! ”

He seems to have told a long, long history, so we all can't understand it, so I don't know how he knew and witnessed these things, but I always feel that Bamboo seems to have lived for a long time, so long that I can't estimate it.

"Well, it's useless to just talk, if we give up at the beginning, it's not that there is no hope, but that we have to abandon hope entirely, so we have to move forward, keep walking, maybe we can find a way out."

I've always believed that all of us will leave here one by one.

"My lord, maybe there may be"

As soon as my words fell, the bamboo in front of me looked at me as if he had once again gassed a trace of faith.

"Come on, Bamboo, let's move forward together." (To be continued.) )