Eighteen doors.

A huge problem was now in front of Emperor Han and Yuan Er.

The surroundings were quiet, full of the sound of footsteps slowly stepping on the ground, and the two people above were pacing back and forth.

"Brother Han, this kind of thing is not what we are good at! If the patriarch of the Zhang family is here, it should be very easy to crack this mechanism. ”

Yuan Er was now at a loss for what to do, and his mind went blank.

His original yearning for the poison tomb was gone, and he no longer had any excitement or joy.

Emperor Han walked along the eighteen doors, but although he could see the scene inside the door, he couldn't see the end.

The eighteen doors are like a long, narrow opening that leads to all places.

Emperor Han guessed in his heart, according to the speed of their advance throughout the day, did they reach the center of the poison tomb?

So through these eighteen doors there are eighteen different directions and burial chambers?

"Take out the compass."

Emperor Han turned back to Yuan Er and spoke.

Yuan Er was slightly stunned, and then took out a special compass from his bag.

Then Emperor Han took the compass and squeezed hard at the pointer on it, and the pointer kept turning until it staggered to a stop.

Finally, the pointer is directed at a door.

"Let's go."

Emperor Han calmly handed the compass to Yuan Er.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Er was stunned.

What is this operation?

Pull the compass and set off in the direction that the compass randomly directs?

"Han, Brother Han, isn't this good? Or let's wait here for the people behind us to catch up. Maybe they can do it? After all, there is great power in numbers, and we can brainstorm ideas. ”

Then, Emperor Han didn't pay any attention to Yuan Er at all.

"If you want to stay and wait for them, you just stay first."

When Yuan Er heard this, he hurriedly picked up the bags on the ground and hurriedly followed.

For Emperor Han, since he couldn't determine which way forward, he left it to fate.

After a long time when Emperor Han and Emperor Han chose one to enter.

The marching troops finally arrived.

Facing the eighteen doors, everyone was stunned.

"Patriarch Zhang, what should I do? How can there be eighteen intersections? So which way should we go? ”

Zhang Jin looked at this scene, and a solemn look appeared on his face.

Conventionally, of the eighteen doors, only one is the door of life, and all the others are doors of death.

So, the mortality rate here is ridiculously high.

The warriors rested in this open place first, and did not rush to continue their advance.

When everyone was resting, Zhang Jin walked around all the eighteen doors.

Then, he saw a beacon left in one of the doorways.

Other than that, he didn't see any special tokens.

Obviously, this beacon should have been left by Emperor Han and Yuan Er.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jin had an idea in his heart.

"I've found the door."

Zhang Jin shouted to all the fighters.

"Really?"

"Great! It is worthy of being the first captain in the world to touch gold! ”

"It's almost time to go."

The soldiers got up one after another to organize their ranks.

Zhang Jin led the team towards the door of the beacon.

Pang Niu stared at the appearance of this group of troops, and no one was willing to listen to his command at all.

He was extremely unhappy that his power had been plundered and weakened again and again.

In his opinion, these are all a group of people who have not put their identities where they should be, and he Pang Niu is the appointed captain, and now they are all going to listen to the words of a tomb robber?

However, Pang Niu chose to continue to endure all this.

Silently packed up his things and followed behind everyone, his eyes locked on Zhang Jin at the front.

......

"You, what do you crave?"

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded in Yuan Er's head.

"Something!"

Yuan Er was startled, and hurriedly shouted, his voice was very harsh in the long and empty corridor.

Emperor Han noticed that something was wrong with Yuan Er, and when he looked back, he found a look of horror in Yuan Er's pupils.

"What happened?"

"Brother Han, were you talking just now?"

"I didn't speak."

Yuan Er was in a cold sweat behind his back, his face was extremely pale, and his lips and teeth trembled.

"So, who's talking to that? This, such a quiet corridor, how can there be a voice of someone talking? ”

"Auditory hallucinations?"

Emperor Han gave a possibility.

Yuan Er's heart also faintly accepted this explanation, and then showed a reluctant smile.

"Maybe, Brother Han, let's continue to set off, let's hurry out of this corridor."

Emperor Han nodded.

It had been a full hour since they walked in.

But they had no intention of coming to an end, and they didn't know how long the corridor was.

Even though Emperor Han opened the Supreme Golden Eye, he could see everything around him clearly in this pitch-black environment, but he couldn't see the end of the corridor.

In front of him, there is always a faint layer of fog.

The surrounding walls are carved with indecipherable runes, fonts, and frescoes.

If the person who comes in is an archaeologist, maybe these contents of the wall will have a huge attraction for them.

However, Emperor Han and Yuan Er were not interested in these things, they just wanted to continue to get out of here.

"Do you crave power?"

Suddenly, another identical strange voice sounded in Yuan Er's head.

"Here we go again! Brother Han! ”

Yuan Er was so frightened that he stopped in place.

Emperor Han turned his head to stare at Yuan Er, although he didn't hear any strange sounds, but looking at Yuan Er's appearance was not lying.

He glanced at the walls around him, there was something wrong with them!

"I can give you endless power!"

"Who are you?"

Yuan Er was so frightened that he hugged his head and shouted.

"Don't panic, I have no ill will towards you, I know you crave power, I can give you endless power!"

"Why should I trust you?"

"You look up at the person in front of you, do you crave to be as strong as him?"

Yuan Er subconsciously looked up at Emperor Han.

"Of course I worship Brother Han!"

"Do you know his true strength?"

"Isn't it?"

"No, everything is not what you think! Silly boy, your big brother Han deceived you! His true identity and true strength are not what you think! I can tell you that his real name is Emperor Han, and his true power is the peak of the Eight Grades! ”

Hearing this, Yuan Er's entire world in front of him seemed to be spinning.

Something too illusory happened to him, and he couldn't tell whether what he was seeing in front of him was a dream or reality.

"Brother Han, did you lie to me!"

Suddenly, Yuan Er raised his head and stared at Emperor Han, trying to get a realistic answer from Emperor Han in front of him.

He needed a way to determine if he was in a fantasy or a reality.

Emperor Han was also stunned, from beginning to end he heard Yuan Er talking to himself, and then stared at him fiercely.

"I didn't lie to you."

Emperor Han responded blandly.

"And what's your real name? Is it called Emperor Han! ”

Yuan Er's eyes were bloodshot, and the force of his facial expression could be seen.

“......”

Emperor Han was slightly silent.

It seems that the voice heard in Yuan Er's head should have told him something.

For this kind of thing, Emperor Han has long been surprised.

In the deep courtyard of the Li family in Shangjing, above the attic of Li Qingyuan, there is a ghost of the ancient dynasty.

"Your strength, is it the peak of the eighth grade!"

Yuan Er continued to ask, "Tell me!" ”

Emperor Han was silent for a long time, and then replied, "That's right. ”

Suddenly, Yuan Er laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha! Brother Han, it seems that I must be in a dream now! I had read books about it before I came in, and there were some crypt traps that could make people fall into dreams. Brother Han, you may have fallen into a dream as well, and I will immediately get out of the dream to save you now. ”

Hearing this, Emperor Han's face frowned.

"What are you going to do?"

The next moment.

Yuan Er took out a steel prism thorn from behind him, held the handle with both hands, and stabbed it fiercely towards his heart!