He Zichuan forcibly settled down, and looked at the huge plaque that read "Heavenly Hades Temple", and he felt that the three words majestic and wild and fierce before, but at this moment, he was like an evil ghost from hell, evil and terrifying.

He was shocked, and said in his heart, "This so-called Heavenly Hades Temple is really weird, so magnificent, and so weird and evil, how could I not have heard of it before? Could it be that I am no longer in the extreme north at this moment? The teleportation entrance of this place is in the Heavenly Dome Secret Realm, and the teleportation medium is the treasure of the Sixth Senior Sister's own family, so what does this have to do with the Heavenly Dome Secret Realm and the Sixth Senior Sister's own family?"

A series of questions made He Zichuan dizzy, and just when he was distressed, he heard a strange call in a trance.

"Come here, come here, come here, come quickly......" The voice was very weak at first, like a girl's shy baby Ning, although it is difficult to make people hear, but it has a kind of gravitational force like a seduction, which makes people involuntarily want to follow what the voice said, take steps to trace the source. The call was repeated over and over again, and with each repetition the voice became faintly louder. By then it had become like someone screaming in their ears, and it was irresistible to want to pick up the pace and hug the thing that was calling.

He Zichuan sincerely gave birth to a sense of intoxication, the muscles at the corners of his lips gradually relaxed, and a strange smile appeared on his face, as if he had been completely immersed in this mysterious call, and quietly fell into a half-dream-like state.

I don't know how long the state of distress lasted, a cool mountain breeze blew, and the Origin Heart Sutra in He Zichuan's body suddenly operated on its own, and the clear meaning of the clear spring was like a dark river in the desert, rushing into his mushy head, instantly washing away all the intoxication and dullness, and the sober consciousness seemed to be a traveler returning home, regaining dominance, and at this moment He Zichuan woke up like a dream, as if he had opened his eyes again.

"What is this place?" reawakened for a moment, causing a moment of confusion, but then he was surprised to find that he did not know when he had crossed the mountain stream and stood in front of the huge mountain gate. He Zichuan turned his head and looked back, and was afraid for a while, in the case of total unconsciousness, if he fell into the mountain stream, even if he had already condensed the immortal body, he was afraid that he would die for a lifetime.

"Mo'er!" he just calmed down a little, but suddenly saw that the girl who had no magic power was also empty-eyed, and walked in the air with a fascinated face, and landed gently after jumping over the mountain stream, and walked towards the mountain gate without stopping.

He Zichuan was worried about the girl's safety, and he didn't care about her weirdness, so he grabbed the girl's wrist and asked loudly, "Hey, where are you going?"

The girl's eyes returned to clarity for a moment, and said, "He's calling me, let me go ......" Before she finished speaking, the clarity in her eyes had completely dissipated, and she became drunk and chaotic again, and continued to walk towards the mountain gate.

He Zichuan put his arms around the girl's slender waist to prevent her from continuing to move towards the strange gate, but the girl didn't realize it, holding her hands in front of her chest, as if she was carefully holding the fragile porcelain. In her delicate palm, a wave suddenly emitted that made He Zichuan feel both familiar and dangerous.

"This is ......" In He Zichuan's shocked gaze, a small pile of rotten and smelly dirt grew out of thin air in the girl's palm, and a palm-sized dilapidated tombstone rose from the ground, Sen Sen's lifeless aura overflowed, and the amazing terrifying aura made people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

"The Bafanghui Demon Monument of the East China Sea Demon Palace!" He Zichuan exclaimed, confirming that what the girl was in the girl's hand was the Bafanghui Demon Monument, the treasure of the Demon Palace Tianhe, which was supposed to stay in the small world of Moyan.

The moment the Bafang Hui Demon Monument appeared, the intoxication on the girl's face was swept away, and a mess of memory fragments rushed into her mind like a torrent of transit, making her moan in pain.

He Zichuan was no longer able to pay attention to the girl's pain at this moment, because the Jinyu Immortal Bell, who was supposed to be obediently silent in his own small world, actually appeared on its own like the Bafanghui Demon Monument, buzzing and vibrating in his palm.

The two treasures of heaven and earth each shine with a black and a green brilliance, two completely different but the same kind of ancient atmosphere complement each other, as if old friends who have not seen each other for many years are happily greeting. These two noisy breaths seemed to alarm the true owner of this place, and not long after the appearance of the Treasure of Heaven and Harmony, the huge and mottled mountain gate in front of them let out a roaring sound like thunder, and shook violently. Countless dust, dirt, and even turquoise moss shrubbed and fell from the heavy gates. It revealed the four big characters "The Door of Death" that were originally deep between the two doors, and the dragon flying and the phoenix danced.

In the deafening whistling sound, the two doors that had not been opened for a long time cracked like a stone slab cracked, and then these two giant doors more than three zhang thick and dozens of zhang high slowly opened, although from a distance it was only a crack in the door, but the huge door crack could at least accommodate two or three carriages side by side.

As the gate gradually opened, the violent mountain wind rushed out of the crack in the door like a flood peak, and the girl who was caught off guard turned into a boat in the waves in an instant, and was blown to the side. Seeing that the girl's thin body was almost difficult to stand in the strong wind, He Zichuan's strong arms hugged her tightly, and the thick body protection aura blocked most of the mountain wind. Embraced by him, the girl began to hesitate, but in the end, for some reason, she still gently leaned on his solid chest, and her face was slightly red.

The doors kept opening, the rumbling sound grew louder, and the earth shook more violently, as if the whole world was roaring and trembling. In the midst of the chaos and noise, there is a very special sound, it rumbles like thunder, and the rumble is very rhythmic. At first, He Zichuan didn't pay attention, but when the sound became louder and louder, he suddenly frowned and said in surprise: "This is...... The sound of horses' hooves in the brigade. ”

Before he finished speaking, a dazzling dark green glow suddenly shot out from the originally dark door of the dead, and the ghost light seemed to shoot directly from the hell of Ahbi, as if some kind of terrifying existence was in the abyss, staring greedily and coldly at the world through the door of the dead, which made people feel a terrifying huge fear from the bottom of their hearts. The girl's heart was terrified, her eyes were closed, her fists were clenched, and her body trembled violently like chaff. He Zichuan hugged her into his arms, his thick chest seemed to bring her some peace, and the trembling amplitude immediately weakened slightly.

A large blurred outline gradually appeared in the green light, and after a breath or two, it gradually became clear, He Zichuan immediately gasped at a glance, and blurted out: "It's the Yin soldiers crossing the border!" As he spoke, he hurriedly laid down a few protective magic arrays, and released two defensive magic weapons.

At this time, a large group of people and horses have galloped out of the gate of death, they emit a faint green light, with a dead expression on their faces, their bodies are tattered and rotten armor and shriveled wounds, almost every Yin soldier has different degrees of mutilation, and some even have swords inserted in their bodies, just like a heroic spirit army that has just crawled out of the grave, with a tragic aura to return to the battlefield, just to be able to return to their hometown.

He Zichuan didn't have much time to set up protection, he hugged the girl and turned around, turned his back towards the Yin soldier, and used his body to protect the weak girl.

"Don't!" The girl stared pitifully at He Zichuan's resolute face, and screamed like a mosquito. Then they were overwhelmed by the Yin soldiers who were like a torrent of steel. The girl's heart was terrified, and although she tried her best to open her eyes, it was this simple action, which could not be simpler, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not do it. Feeling the huge impact of the surrounding mountains and tsunami, her heart was pounding with fear, but her mind was fixed on He Zichuan's resolute cheeks at the last moment, and even she didn't notice it, at this moment, something mysterious quietly flowed into her mind, as if she had lost it and regained it.

The Yin soldiers are like mudslides pouring down from the hillside, fierce, fearless, and unscrupulous. The magic circle and magic weapon that He Zichuan hastily laid out were like nothing in their eyes, and they saw this dark green torrent passing straight by, like a ghost, crashing into He Zichuan and the others without hindrance, and then passed through them, rushing forward, the speed was amazingly fast, even Ye Xiaoming, who was known for his speed, was here, I am afraid that he could not guarantee that he would definitely be able to speed faster than the Yin soldiers.

The Yin soldiers came and went quickly, but in just three or five breaths, they had disappeared into the darkness of the sky. Miraculously, the two of them were not harmed, but at the moment when the Yin soldiers passed through He Zichuan's body, they seemed to have left a little inexplicable trace in his heart. The Jinyu Immortal Bell suddenly burst into blue light, and the Bafang Hui Demon Monument, which seemed to be old and reunited before, resisted to the death as if it had encountered a natural enemy.

He Zichuan didn't pay attention to the abnormality of the two Heavenly Harmony Treasures, he looked at the end where the Yin Soldiers had disappeared, and then looked back at the Gate of the Past Life that still emitted a terrifying ghostly light, and suddenly had a strong desire to enter it to find out. He gently picked up the frightened girl, who was still limp and supple, and walked steadily towards the door of life. But as soon as he had walked four or five steps, he suddenly felt that his chest was tightened, and when he looked down, it turned out that it was the girl who grabbed his long collar and shrank like a frightened kitten, and shook her head with a pale face.

He Zichuan's heart warmed inexplicably, and he smiled and said gently: "Don't be afraid, I feel the call, it's a fateful arrangement, let's go and see it together, okay?"

The girl looked at He Zichuan's warm smiling face as if she didn't understand, and opened her hand easily for some reason. In fact, she didn't understand what He Zichuan was talking about, but his smile was so warm that it made her feel at ease, and she inexplicably felt that as long as he said that he didn't have to be afraid, there was really nothing to be afraid of.

At the moment when the girl let go, the Bafanghui Demon Monument, which was desperately resisting the Jinyu Immortal Bell, suddenly became polluted, and no longer resisted the blue light invasion of the Jinyu Immortal Bell, and the two breaths blended again. The door of the dead seemed to be promised, shooting out a powerful suction force that the two of them could not resist, and the two of them only felt a flower in front of them, as if they were being pulled by ten thousand horses at the same time, and they were instantly sucked into the gate. Then the glow inside the gate instantly dimmed and disappeared, and the heavy gate of the dead closed again, and then the gate was covered with dust at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the dust gradually turned into dirt, grew moss, and then slowly weathered and condensed, turning into a hard shell like a stone, just like He Zichuan looked when he first saw it.