The black smoke cleared, and the two thick and solemn gates finally showed their true faces.

The next moment, the dust covering the stone door slid down like flowing water, revealing the smooth surface of cryolite.

The white cryolite, carved with a black flower, occupies almost the entire gate.

It was a huge five-petaled flower, the petals were carved with quaint textures, full of movement, and from a distance, the whole flower seemed to be spinning.

And near the calyx, the figure of five water droplets, like five eyes, snooped faintly on the comer.

Wu Lie said in a deep voice: "Sure enough, it's a mandala, as soon as the mandala comes out, there will be ghost snow!"

Mandala, once one of the Buddha flowers of Buddhism, it is said that the Buddha preached the scriptures, for a time the sky was in full swing, and in the falling smallpox, there were mandala flowers.

The mandala is poisonous and its smell can hallucinate, thus casting a layer of mystery.

Throughout the ages, many sects in the Tianxuan Continent have regarded the mandala flower as a totem or a religious flower, and the Shura Sect is no exception.

Ghost snow?

Of course, Ye Changsheng knew about Mandala, but he had never heard of Ghost Snow.

The magic bell seemed to see Ye Changsheng's dazedness, and explained in a low voice: "Ghost Snow is corpse ashes!"

The secret texts of the Demon Sect once recorded that after the death of the disciples of the Shura Sect, whether they were cremated or buried, they would be accompanied by mandala flowers.

When the corpse or ashes are decomposed into ashes, they are fused with the pollen of the mandala and become a terrifying existence.

They are highly toxic and have a maddening aura, and once they stick to the human body, they will immediately spread like hyphae into the human body.

People who are poisoned die step by step from the inside out, and there is almost no chance of survival.

This mixture of substances is like black snow powder, so it is called ghost snow.

After listening to the magic bell's explanation, Ye Changsheng couldn't help but feel Ling Ran in his heart.

Although the black fog on the gate has dissipated, the entire ancient castle is completely shrouded in black fog.

The ghost snow is mixed in the mist, and it is impossible to distinguish it with the naked eye.

The threat of ghost snow is everywhere.

At this moment, the explorers were already covered with cloaks and a white silk scarf between their mouths and noses.

Wu Lie came to Ye Changsheng's side and handed a silk scarf and a medicine bottle to Ye Changsheng: "Ye Gongzi, applying medicine to your bare skin can block the invasion of ghost snow, you have to be careful!"

Ye Changsheng nodded, applied the unpleasant potion to his face, sprinkled some on his body, and wrapped his entire head with a silk scarf.

He suddenly realized that Wu Lie and the others were dressed in white, which actually made a lot of sense.

Whether it's ghost snow or evil spirit, once it corrodes the clothes, it will leave traces, and if you wear white clothes, you can see it at a glance.

Although this is only a small detail, prevention is better than prevention, and at critical moments, details can make the difference between life and death!

At the sound of Wu Lie's order, the two explorers walked quickly to the confined gate, each holding one end, and pushing the gate with both hands.

"Boom!"

The mandala flower was divided into two, and in the noisy black smoke, two doors burst open.

"Whew!"

The black mandala suddenly rolled up a black light, sharp as a blade, and swept the two explorers into it.

Blood splattered, accompanied by screams, and the two explorers were slashed by a thousand knives and fell to the ground.

The corners of Wu Lie's eyes were slightly raised, and with a big hand, a black flying sword flew forward, and the blade flashed with a sharp light, directly cutting off the heads of the two subordinates.

Black blood spurted out, and on the broken necks of the two corpses, black blood vessels were like a group of earthworms wriggling their bodies, competing to crawl out.

What made Ye Changsheng's scalp even more numb was that those wriggling black blood vessels were growing rapidly while crawling out, inextricably linked, crawling for several meters before they calmed down.

Demon Ling's face turned pale, and he said astringently: "When they are cut, Ghost Snow enters their bodies along the wounds, and if you don't cut off their heads, they will become poisonous zombies after death!"

"Bang!"

As soon as the magic bell finished speaking, two headless corpses exploded at the same time.

Black blood was thrown into the air, and countless black blood vessels spread out, twisting into two bewitching flowers.

Mandala flowers!

A cold chill rose in Ye Changsheng's heart, and his face turned pale.

Although he has explored several ancient tombs and experienced some strange things, how has he ever seen today's scene?

Many times, the so-called curse is nothing more than an ethereal word, and few people can grasp its true meaning.

However, Ye Changsheng saw with his own eyes that the two explorers were killed by the mandala, and finally turned into a mandala, and he instinctively thought of the word "curse".

This is a curse imposed by the tens of thousands of dead believers of the Shura Gate, a curse imposed by the immortal evil spirit of the Shura King, and no pagan who tries to break into the temple can escape the curse of death.

Ulie and the rest of the explorers bowed their heads in silent mourning at the two corpses that had turned into mandala flowers.

Raising his head again, two dark blue flames popped out from Wu Lie's fingertips, floating on the two corpse flowers, burning fiercely.

In the blink of an eye, the two corpses of the mandala turned into ashes, and when the ashes were gone, Ulie strode forward.

They don't have the power of the second ancestor, they can use their minds to block the three forbidden circles of the gate, and they can turn reality into nothing, directly pass through the stone, and enter the ancient castle.

So they could only take it one step at a time, and pay the price of two lives, to open this door of evil.

Ye Changsheng was on full alert, passing through the stone door that was open in the hole, and suddenly he stopped, stretched out his hand, and touched the edge of the gate on the left side.

The magic bell glared at Ye Changsheng viciously, as if he was asking, do you want to die, dare to touch this door casually.

Ye Changsheng said lightly: "Here, there is a trace, I think, it should be left by the Infinite Demon Venerable." ”

A small lightning crack was extremely clear, but if Ye Changsheng hadn't pointed it out, everyone would not have noticed it.

As soon as he heard that it was the traces left by the second ancestor, Wu Lie was also moved, walked over again, stroked it gently, and immediately ordered someone to rub the mark of lightning down.

The corners of Ye Changsheng's mouth twitched slightly, but he still didn't say anything.

The moment he walked through the gate, his memory revived somewhat, and many images of the castle flashed in his mind.

The traces left by the Infinite Demon Venerable back then, not only the gate, but also the front hall and apse of the entire ancient castle, add up to at least hundreds!

The Infinite Demon Venerable did not destroy the ancient castle back then, but it still left some clues to guide it.

It's a pity, if his memory had been revived earlier, thinking of this mark on the gate, probably those two explorers would not have died.

(End of chapter)