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Dole was expressionless, and he didn't answer, and took a step forward towards the sword and halberd that were extremely close to him, the ancient sword like frost and the hideous hook halberd that swallowed the edge, directly piercing Dole's body.

However, Dore was unharmed.

"Sure enough, it's an illusion." Dole already had a number in his mind.

With Dore's character, even if he was eighty percent sure that the things here were illusions, he would not test them. In fact, his body does not directly touch the sword or halberd, but through the flow of space generated when he walks, he senses whether there is something qualitative in front of him.

If there is a substance in front of us, that is, the two evil spirits, the space that flows forward will collide with it, or flow backwards, or overflow in all directions. Without mass, the space will naturally flow forward slowly and dissipate after a short time.

The principle is like the collision of sea water with a reef.

Dole's perception of the latter is the latter, which means that the two demons do not exist and are illusory. Before, Dole didn't notice this, because he didn't think that the two demons were illusions, and naturally he wouldn't deliberately investigate the spatial nodes here.

At this moment, Dore realized that the remaining sixteen punishment ghosts were also illusions, and everything here, only the ghost gate was real, and the rest were illusions.

And at the moment when Dole passed through the sword and halberd, the two demons in front of the pass immediately retracted their weapons and took a step backwards at the same time. The scarred demon exclaimed, "What's the matter? How did you pass through my weapon and be unharmed? ”

Another demon pointed at Dole. The voice was a little flustered. "Who are you? What kind of magic did you use?! ”

"Still pretending to be garlic?" Dole was expressionless.

"What's the garlic?" The demon with the scar on his face was stunned, as if he didn't understand what Dole meant. The other evil ghost had a fierce glint in his eyes, and said, "No matter what he means, I think he is here to make trouble." This is the underworld, and although you have the ability, you are not qualified to go wild here! ”

As soon as the words fell, this extraordinary-looking evil ghost immediately screamed, and the remaining sixteen evil ghosts on both sides of the closed door instantly moved. With a terrifying roar, he waved all kinds of weapons in his hand and killed Dore, at an extremely fast speed, and it came in an instant. Swords, halberds

At the same time, the two demons also carried swords and halberds, one stabbed into Dore's lower abdomen, and the other went straight to the heart.

In the next moment, eighteen weapons of the Punishment Demon passed through Dole's body, and Dole stood still. He looked calm.

Seeing that Dole could not be fooled, the fierce demon and the scarred demon both screamed unwillingly. Immediately, he disappeared along with the other sixteen punishment demons.

"The next level, maybe it's Huangquan Road." Dole looked at the ghost gate that was only a few steps away from him, and said in a daze. He knew that he had an easy time, but he couldn't say that he could pass it easily.

The mere imitation of the scene formed by the underworld here will cause a haze to the psychology of ordinary people, so that they cannot keep a cool head, and then in this state, they will fight against these evil punishment ghosts who are really illusions and extremely cunning, and it is extremely difficult to find that they are illusions themselves, which is equivalent to fighting with the air, not to mention that they have worked in vain, and after a long time, they will not be able to take it, not only will the momentum be greatly reduced, but also more and more irritable, and it will be more difficult to find out what is strange, and finally they will despair, although they will not necessarily go to extinction, but Rao is discovered, But after going through all this, the human mind also produces great negative emotions such as fear, fear, despair, etc.

Moreover, the most deceptive thing about this level is that those illusions actually "have" IQ, to be exact, they don't. There is only one way to give an illusion an IQ, and that is through the illusion. Many phantom arrays have the ability to change according to the different situations in the array.

Even if you "have" intelligence, it is even harder to think that those evil punishment ghosts are illusions. If it weren't for Doerr's knowledge of the existence of such a phantom array that requires extremely clever means to arrange, I am afraid that he would not have thought of it at the first moment.

This level tests the mentality, courage, and observation, all three are indispensable, otherwise there will be a huge burden on the heart, and the chance of survival in the face of the next level will be greatly reduced.

For ordinary monks, this level is already very difficult, and the Huangquan Road that may appear next must be bumpy, and I don't know what unknown danger awaits me.

Dole put away his reverie, left a divine consciousness as before, and strode into the ghost gate...

As soon as he entered the ghost gate, the picture in front of him suddenly changed, and Dole found himself in a vast space, which was a vast land, boundless, and on the vast sky, there was no sun, no moon, and no stars, adding a bit of treacherous atmosphere. In front of is a spacious road, the road and both sides are blooming with strange flowers, only flowers, but no leaves, red as fire, bewitching, illuminating the four directions, this road is like a road of fire, and like a carpet paved by blood.

"The other side flower, legend has it that the fragrance of this flower has a unique magic power that can awaken the memories of life." Dole looked at the fiery red flowers that were exactly the same as the legends of the world, showing the way to the Netherworld, and muttered to himself.

Dole doesn't have any hope for this fake flower, even if it really has magical powers, it may not be able to awaken his memory. The reason is that the fine bamboo, when it was in the Three Thousand Illusions, the fine bamboo once appeared, and suddenly disrupted the situation. With the ability of this flower, it can't compete with the fine bamboo at all, and only the Sansheng Stone after that has a little hope.

"Why can't I smell the flowers?" Dole felt a little strange, there were countless flowers on the other side of the front, like a sea of flowers, blooming everywhere, it stands to reason that he should smell the fragrance of flowers, but there is none, is it an illusion?

Dole channeled his consciousness and began to observe the dynamics of the spatial nodes here.

After half a ring, Dole frowned, "It's actually true." ”

This other side flower is really weird, I'm afraid there is a hidden crisis.

But this Huangquan Road still has to be walked after all. There was no way back from the rear, and the divine consciousness that Dole had left in the Ghost Gate Pass before had already been the moment he first came here. He had been disconnected from him.

It's like there's an infinite number of spaces.

Dole didn't hesitate. Just keep your guard at all times. Walk slowly to the bloody road ahead.

As soon as he embarked on this path, Dole immediately smelled the fragrant and rich floral fragrance, sweet, crisp, and intoxicating, like a thousand-year-old pure wine, which made people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

Dole discovered. The fragrance of the flower is like a poison, which can paralyze people's nerves, and if you smell too much, it will lead to confusion, and eventually it will become a walking corpse.

"What's going on!"

Dole's expression changed, he originally wanted to mobilize the chaotic divine power, spread all over his body, forming a layer of shield, to block the smell of strange flowers from snorting. But he found that his divine domain was like a rock, and he couldn't mobilize it. Equally. The same is true of the Divine Consciousness.

Today, Dol is basically no different from a mortal except that his physique is very different from that of a mortal.

Now he can only use the power of his physical body, and he can't even do the basic internal breath of a monk. The monk's internal breath must be achieved through the divine domain, and the divine power in the divine domain is transformed by the vitality of the divine energy, which can naturally be converted into qi, and it is a qi that is very beneficial to the human body, so it can maintain vitality without breathing external air. But now that the Dor's Divine Domain is closed, he can't help but breathe air, and the fragrance of the flowers on the other side will naturally be sniffed into his body with his breath.

"This Huangquan Road must be shrouded by a special formation that can close the human divine domain and divine consciousness, and the fragrance of flowers is blocked in it and cannot be dispersed, so it's no wonder that I couldn't smell the fragrance of flowers before." It dawned on Dole that if he wanted to break this formation, he had to find the eye of the formation and destroy it. But Dore couldn't use his divine sense at all now, so how could he find the eye in this vast space? This is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, the chances are slim, almost impossible.

Breaking the formation is completely unrealistic.

"Now I can only breathe as little as possible and not let too much flower fragrance enter my body, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable, but I don't know how long this Huangquan Road is." Dole's brows were half furrowed, this Yellow Springs Road was extremely dangerous, and he didn't know if he would be able to hold on.

Suddenly, Dole felt a wave of dizziness and fell forward involuntarily. He hurriedly took a step, stood firm, and immediately held his breath, stepped on the other side of the flower, and walked forward quickly.

Dole never imagined that the fragrance of flowers on the other side would work so quickly, and he had to reach the end of Huangquan Road as soon as possible.

On the Huangquan Road, although Dole's walking speed is much faster than ordinary people, his physique is much stronger than that of mortals, so the load on his body is not large, and he can walk at this speed for several days without feeling any fatigue. But now his situation is not optimistic.

Every time he walks, Dole needs to change his breath and only take a small puff, which will cause a great burden on the heart, lungs and brain, and in the long run, not only will he cause irreparable damage, but also the possibility of sudden death.

But it's nothing compared to ingesting the highly toxic scent of flowers on the other side. In this way, Dole can support at least a while, but if he breathes normally, it won't be long before his nerves will be completely paralyzed by the fragrance of flowers on the other side, and then there will be no difference between death and death.

Time passed in a hurry, and more than an hour passed in the blink of an eye, but Dole felt as if years had passed, incomparably long, and his depressed heart tormented him all the time, as if there was a mountain pressing on it, heavy and painful, and even more painful, as if there were thousands of needles piercing.

The fragrance of flowers on the other side is fragrant and fragrant, like fine wine, but it is poison, like a nightmare, eroding Dole's nerves all the time, leading him step by step to death,

Dole, whose consciousness has long been blurred, has only one obsession in his heart, that is, to come to the end of this Yellow Spring Road, and he doesn't want to become a walking flesh that has lost his mind along the way.

In folklore, there are countless lonely souls and wild ghosts on the Huangquan Road, they are not dead because their yang life has ended, but they die unnaturally, and they can only wander on the Huangquan Road until their yang life is exhausted, so that they can report to the underworld, or be reincarnated, or be sent to hell by Yama for karma in this life.

And on this Yellow Spring Road, there are also many of them, like the sand of the Ganges, but they are not lonely ghosts, but flesh and blood living dead who have lost their sense of self. These people should all be people who have broken into the ancient underworld veins, they are wearing all kinds of clothes, some are hundreds of years ago, some are thousands of years ago, some are tens of thousands of years ago, and some are even more ancient, strange costumes abound, and some may not be from the Tianmeng world!

The reason why these people are said to be the living dead is because through spiritual awareness, Dole found that these people are not dead, they are full of life, but they are strong and weak. Some of them are incredibly powerful, and Dole is not even a firefly compared to them. Its cultivation is at least above the Fanghua Realm, or even higher. Even such a person has fallen, and Dore's chances of survival are almost zero.

Why these people have not died so far, Dole does not know, but it is clear that there is no such thing as the end of yang life, that is, going to the underworld. Once you lose consciousness, you will have no place to turn over, and you will always stay here and become the embellishment of this mysterious space.

Dole knew that if he could no longer perceive the vitality of those people through his spiritual sense, he would not be far from dissipating his consciousness, but what could he do? It's just that he knows when he's going to die, and he only adds to his despair.

Although the formation here can seal a person's divine domain and divine consciousness, the spiritual sense cannot be closed. Spiritual consciousness is the mind, and if the mind is closed, that is, a foolish person. Spiritual sense has a special sense of perception, for example, if an ordinary person walks on the road and sees a monk who has cultivated to a high level, he will subconsciously have a feeling of jealousy, which is the spiritual sense at work. Spiritual sense will not play any role in the early stage of cultivation, but as the cultivation increases, the spiritual sense will become more powerful and keen, and some functions will be opened at that time, which is simple, that is, to perceive people's vitality, a little more complex, and can gain insight into good fortune and misfortune.

Although the fragrance of flowers on the other side here is purely aimed at people's nerves, as we all know, only by perceiving first, will we think, nerves and spiritual sense have a symbiotic relationship, once the nerve is completely paralyzed, spiritual consciousness will lose the meaning of existence.

The so-called mind, the heart is the mind, that is, the spiritual sense, and the mind is the nerve used by the brain to think. In fact, the fragrance of flowers on the other side is indirectly erasing people's minds, which is extremely vicious.

Knowing this, Dole slowed down the speed at which the fragrance of flowers on the other side eroded his mind, forcing the air he breathed to plummet by half every time, and the pain from his heart became more and more intense, which could not be described with heartbreaking, and his brain seemed to be watered with hot oil, which hurt to the depths of his soul, but because of this crazy pain, Dole's mind was slightly clearer.

But Dole's situation will not get better because of this, it will only get worse, I am afraid that his body will collapse before he reaches the end of Huangquan Road.

Dole knew very well, but what he wanted was pain, and only this kind of bone-chilling pain could make him persist longer, walking through this Yellow Spring Road...

On the Huangquan Road, the flowers on the other side are extremely gorgeous, like fire, and like blood, and they bloom extraordinarily demonic.

In the middle of the day, a young man in white lowered his head, bent deeply, dragged his legs, and moved forward inch by inch, his movements stiff, as if he looked like walking meat.

The low face, dull, dull and withered, was covered with dried blood. The blood flowed out of his seven holes, and at this moment, this young man with blue lips looked like a terrible ghost, which was very terrifying. A pair of strange blood-colored pupils, dark red, scattered and godless, with a bit of dead ash, and the blood in them was sealed, like a glass bead shattered from the inside.

This young man in white was none other than Dore.

Three days.

Dole walked on this road of death for three days!

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