Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Temple of Immortality!
"Lord Tyrant, then I'll go in, I will definitely not disappoint you!" Zhao Pang said to Bai Feng with an extremely serious look at this time, and walked directly towards the gate of the Tyrant God.
No matter what difficulties will be encountered inside, even if it is death, Zhao Pang must persevere, because he knows that this is his chance to change his fate, and if he misses it, he will not have it in this life, so he must not miss it, either to get the approval of any of the eight tyrant gods, or to die inside!
Bai Feng didn't know that Zhao Pang was ready to die for this opportunity to change his fate!
At this time, Zhao Pang had already entered the Gate of the Storm God, and a three-meter-wide black stone road that could not be seen at a glance appeared directly in his sight.
Zhao Pang didn't notice at this time that in the sky above, Bai Feng was watching him like a god!
"The system, you, are really treacherous to the extreme, except for the remaining 200,000 violent points reserved for Zhao Pang to spare, just because I want to come in and see what this Violent God Palace is like, you are going to go to my 21,000 violent points, which completely makes me a poor egg!" Bai Feng scolded directly at the system at this time.
The arrogant voice of the system quickly sounded and said: "Master, you are not qualified to come in now, it only costs 21,000 storm points to enter the soul, see the location of this storm god palace, what do you want." ”
After Bai Feng heard this, he pursed his lips, and he didn't quarrel with the system, he looked up directly along the black stone road, and found that this stone road was like a peak road, swaying upward, and at the top there was a black palace dozens of zhang high and extremely domineering.
And if you want to walk to this black palace from the lowest end, there are eight small blood-colored palaces on the way, and I think this should be where the eight storm gods are located.
Zhao Pang had already walked on the black stone road at this time, and it didn't take long for him to come to the first blood-colored palace.
"The Temple of Slaughter!"
Zhao Pang saw that there were four blood-colored characters written on a black plaque on the door of this blood-colored palace, and he had some understanding of the situation in this palace, thought about it, and directly raised his feet and stepped into this killing palace!
Peng!
As soon as he stepped into the blood-colored palace, a killing intent that suffocated him instantly fell on his body, and even he didn't have any power to resist, directly under this terrifying killing intent, he was paralyzed to the ground in fright, and at the same time, his body began to tremble violently, no one could understand how terrifying the killing intent he felt at this time!
Zhao Pang tried hard to stand up at this time, trying to overcome the fear brought by this terrifying killing intent, but he couldn't do it at all, here, there was substantial killing intent everywhere, such a terrifying killing intent, he didn't know how many people he needed to kill to reach this level!
Step, step, step!
At this moment, a burst of footsteps suddenly sounded, and an indifferent man wearing a blood-colored robe and holding a blood-colored war knife walked out of the dense fog of blood-colored killing intent, looked at Zhao Pang who was sitting on the ground and said, "Candidate, leave, here, it's not for you!"
As the indifferent man's words fell, Zhao Pang suddenly felt that the killing intent on Zhou's body suddenly disappeared without a trace, and he didn't say anything, just nodded silently, and walked towards the exit in front.
"This Killing Hall is really not for me. After saying that, Zhao Pang continued to move forward and walked towards the next palace.
At this time, Bai Feng, who was watching all this in the air, suddenly asked the system: "System, what is in this killing palace?"
"Endless Materialized Killing Intent and the Will of the Tyrant God General in Control of the Killing Mystery!" the system heard Bai Feng's inquiry and explained directly.
It didn't take long for Zhao Pang to come to the second Scarlet Palace!
"The Temple of the Immortal!"
"Host, you can remind him that this Hall of Indomitable is the most suitable for him, if he can't get the will of the Tyrant God General in charge of the mysteries of immortality in the Temple of Immortality, he doesn't have to go on, the other six are not suitable for him. ”
At this moment, the voice of the system suddenly sounded from Bai Feng's mind.
After Bai Feng heard this, he immediately said to Zhao Pang who was about to step into the Hall of Immortality: "Zhao Pang, if you can't get the approval of the will of the Tyrant God in the Hall of Immortality, you don't have to go down, this time is the most suitable for you, if you can't do it, there is no hope." ”
Stare at!
Zhao Fat's right foot, which was about to step into the Hall of Immortality, was suspended in mid-air and stopped, and at the same time, his eyes widened, and his breathing became short, for no other reason, he originally had a fluke mentality, thinking that there were still six palaces behind him, and there was still a chance, but now that he was told that there was only the only chance in the Hall of Immortality in front of him, he suddenly became nervous.
Whew, whew!
After taking a few deep breaths, Zhao Pang's nervous state of mind gradually calmed down, and then he walked into the Hall of Immortality!
"Hey, there's a candidate here, but it's a bit of a waste. Just after Zhao Pang entered the Hall of Immortality, a joking voice suddenly sounded in all directions of the main hall.
Soon, a rickety old man walked out of a corner of the hall and appeared in Zhao Pang's sight.
Zhao Pang knew that this person should be the will of the Tyrant God General in this Hall of Immortality, so he took a deep breath and said, "If there is any test, just come." ”
"No matter what qualifications are extremely poor, it's just a waste of firewood, but you are in this situation is also unique in ten thousand, but it is somewhat in line with my taste, are you afraid of death?" After the rickety old man said a bunch of useless words, he looked at Zhao Pang and asked with a smile.
Well?
Zhao Pang was stunned when he heard the words of the rickety old man, and asked inexplicably: "It's a human being, who is not afraid of death?"
"If you want to gain my approval, then you must not be afraid of death, and moreover, you must also enjoy death and feel what death is, now, are you ready to accept the test?" The rickety old man showed an extremely strange smile at this time, looked at Zhao Pang and asked.
I don't know why, when Zhao Pang saw the smile of the rickety old man, his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up directly, and he always felt that something bad was about to happen!
"Are you afraid of death? Everyone is afraid of death, but I have already made a decision when I entered the gate of the Tyrant God Palace, either I will become a real tyrant and will go out, or I will die here, am I really afraid of death?"
Call!
After three breaths, Zhao Pang took a deep breath, looked at the rickety old man with a firm gaze and said, "Ready, come on!"
Stare at!
Just after Zhao Fat's words fell, his eyes suddenly widened, because he realized that his body couldn't move!