Guangyi was responsible for leading the team of the 'Dead', and the 'woman' who had lost her soul took Tyrone and the others to another path in the dense forest, and from beginning to end, Tyrone the Shadow of the Blade never had a word with Wu Wenxu, completely like a stranger who had never known each other. ( Advertisement)

'Negotiating' or saying goodbye has never been Tyrone's forte.

Speaking of which, under the encirclement and suppression of the 100,000 troops of Xuege Fortress, Wu Wenxu, who not only did not die but lived more nourishing than himself, what is the difference between his life and Xiaoqiang?

If you really want to find out the difference between Wu Wenxu and Xiaoqiang, Dao Feng dares to assert that that 'smart' and cunning guy must live longer than Xiaoqiang!

The two teams with completely different 'sexuality' soon parted ways and disappeared into this towering ancient forest, seemingly infected by Wu Wenxu's passionate ambition and bold words.

They know very well that as outlaws who have put life and death on the line, the purpose of everything is just to gamble to survive in the Purgatory Arena, as long as they suffer a three-day and nine-game winning streak, they can obtain the qualification to live in the City of Faith, and they will no longer have to live a life of fear because they can't afford to pay tribute!

Compared to the silent crowd, our lord's face did not show any solemnity.

This dense forest of ancient trees is cold and silent, it should be much older than the trees in the forest of no reason, those twisted ancient trees rise to the sky in an unusually exaggerated posture, and the end can not be seen clearly, and the bright light can only shine down through the heavy leaves, which does not keep the forest full of light, and the flickering light on some bright 'bright' fungus water droplets makes people feel 'gloomy'.

The writhing, snake-like vines stretched out on the ground were of varying thicknesses, but they were hidden under the rotting leaves between the tenderness, and they were like natural traps, soaked in the muddy and wet paths, and many people tripped and fell countless times because they could not see their feet clearly.

The path opened up by human footsteps is very narrow, more than 300 'going to the dead' can only maintain the formation of the front and rear wheels, except for the embarrassing sound from time to time, the forest is only aware of the sound of Suosuo's footsteps, Guangyi walked in the forefront, without the meaning of communicating with everyone, as if willing to blend into this oppressive atmosphere.

What is more strange is that the deep dense forest also winds many other paths, I don't know hundreds of them are connected together, as if it is an intricate 'labyrinth' palace, walking in the 'labyrinth' palace, those trees with white pulp emit a bad smell, accompanied by the strange fragrance of the blood-colored 'flower' bones similar to the morning glory 'flower', which makes the trail exude an extremely peculiar 'mixed' taste, which greatly reduces Wu Wenxu's sense of smell. （ ）

Fortunately, this kind of infamous but unpleasant smell has not affected people's 'spirit' spirit, at least Wu Wenxu has not felt the dizziness of the adverse reaction, with the closure of the snow maple world, Wu Wenxu can't be as omnipotent as a superman, he just wants to walk through this forest safely and see the city of faith earlier.

Two hours later......

"Honorable gentlemen, perhaps you don't know that the path we are taking now is called the Path of Purgatory."

Guangyi, who finally opened his mouth, suddenly paused, so the whole long team had to accommodate him and stopped abruptly, Guangyi, who said this, couldn't see any smile on his face, which was very inconsistent with his smiling tiger demeanor.

"Path to Purgatory, what?"

The 'Dead' whispered, although they would soon see each other in the arena, but this strange path made their strong physique also feel uneasy, and when people were uneasy, they could indeed give great psychological comfort to gather together.

Guangyi lowered his hands, turned his back to the people and said slowly: "From now on, follow this purgatory path all the way to the depths, you will be able to reach the entrance of the purgatory arena, don't be too nervous, the purgatory road is just a simple test of your physical functions, after all, the powerful in the city of faith don't like to waste their time on people who have no money." ”

The white flute's words were very calm, but Wu Wenxu heard a hidden Sen Ran from the calm, Guangyi said, subconsciously 'touched' his smooth head, and continued: "Another special reminder, except for this purgatory road, you must not try to go to the forest to reads;." Alright, this is the end of my mission to guide Guangyi, and if possible, I hope to serve you again next time. ”

The man's straw sandals were soaked in the mud, so that the soles of his white feet were covered with dirty mud, and he lifted his feet and walked out into the deep forest, where the dark woods were terrible like the open mouths of countless monsters, waiting for the misguided traveler to become delicious food.

The figure of the white flute envoy disappeared completely almost the moment he stepped into the 'yin' shadow, leaving only the ignorant and unclear situation of the 'going to the dead', everyone stared at each other, and no one could guess what the simple test in the mouth of the guide envoy was referring to.

However, the guide of the dignified City of Faith could not deceive and fool them, and now in addition to the 'yin' forest on both sides, the only thing that can be walked is the path in front of them, which Guangyi calls the path of purgatory, and everyone laughed when they looked at the path that was gradually widening.

What purgatory is not purgatory, with the determination to go to hell, will you still worry about a mysterious way of purgatory? Thinking of this, the hesitant and wandering team moved forward again.

The 'Dead' seemed to be using rude laughter to dispel the uneasiness in their hearts, and among the more than 300 people, the only one who could still have the same 'complexion' was our lord.

Wu Wenxu is not as naïve as these guys with developed muscles and simple brains, he slowly moves forward with the team, constantly pondering the meaning of Guangyi in his heart.

If you want to survive in the Purgatory Arena, you must get a total of nine victories for three consecutive days, and this kind of competition rules of nine deaths and life should be said to be extremely cruel and difficult.

And the meaning of the path of purgatory may be to screen out the strong people who can really stand in the arena, on the contrary, the difficulty of the path of purgatory cannot be compared with the arena of purgatory.

"Ahhh

Just when Wu Wenxu sorted out his thoughts, in the dense forest where he was quiet again, there was a miserable scream without warning, this painful cry came from the very front, as if the throat had been torn, and the scalp was numb when he heard it.

Wu Wenxu's eyes suddenly froze, it seems that the screening has begun!