Chapter 172: The Main Hall

Although Chuan Fei successfully entered the main hall, he sacrificed three people, and Chuan Shan and Chuan Shui covered the two of them to be stoned to death by the puppets of the division-level organs.

After Chuan Fei and Chuan Kang entered the side square, they thought they were safe, but they didn't expect the praying mantis to catch cicadas, and the yellow finch was behind.

There was even a division-level puppet in the square.

At that time, they were frightened, but fortunately, the divisional puppet was mutilated, its left thigh was missing, and there were several idling gears in the wound. The divisional puppet, which is missing one thigh, can only roll and crawl on the ground with both hands and right leg.

However, this divisional puppet was like a crazy frog, and when there was nothing to do, the whole person pounced, and the huge body smashed to the ground, without a trace of damage, on the contrary, the floor was blasted out of large and small pits.

As soon as Chuan Fei and Chuan Kang stepped into the side square, they were targeted by them, and they came directly to the top of Mount Tai.

In desperation, Chuan Fei had no choice but to open the mechanism alone, while Chuan Kang was constantly provoking and avoiding this disabled puppet.

Although Chuan Fei is hanging, he is very efficient when he is serious, and Chuan Kang also occasionally opens some of them, and the two finally opened all the mechanisms in the evening.

The door to the main hall is open!

However, the truth is unpredictable, Chuan Kang has been dodging the disabled puppet's attack all day, and he is already exhausted, just after Chuan Fei opened the last mechanism, he showed a hopeful smile, and finally was unable to dodge the disabled puppet's Taishan pressure, and the more than ten meters tall body pressed on his weak body.

In an instant, Chuan Kang's consciousness was wiped out by the powerful pressure like a mountain, and his internal organs received a great impact, and the whole person stuck to the ground like cotton, and the blood in his mouth gushed out, and he was powerless to return to the sky.

After Chuan Fei opened the last mechanism, he rushed to support at full speed, but he was still a step too late.

Seeing Chuan Kang seriously injured and dying, Chuan Fei only felt that his eyes were tight, and he had an urge to cry, Chuan Kang had been his idol since he was a child, handsome, and had a high talent for martial arts, although he was a little rigid, but he took great care of their younger brothers and sisters, and now, he was leaving him.

Holding back his tears, Chuan Fei bowed deeply to Chuan Kang, then turned around and ran towards the city gate.

The disabled puppet naturally wouldn't let go of Chuan Fei so easily, and immediately approached with one flutter, and another fluttered directly over. Chuan Fei's speed is two or three percent worse than Chuan Kang, and it is a little difficult to hide.

The rumbling sound continued, and the disabled puppet would make a deafening sound every time Mount Tai pressed the top, which made Chuan Fei a little unbearable.

Chuan Fei's head is also very clever, and after dodging a few flying pounces, he will start to budget the time, and when the puppet pounces next time, he will turn around in advance.

In this way, Chuanfei's serpentine route successfully allowed him to dodge the attack of the disabled puppet. This disabled puppet also has regional restrictions, and it cannot step into the main hall, otherwise Chuan Fei will inevitably die.

Chuan Fei, who had successfully entered the main hall, glanced at the disabled puppet with resentment, then turned around and walked towards the huge golden palace.

This golden palace, very magnificent, made of golden stone bricks, has survived thousands of years and can still stand, which can be said to be a miracle. The entire palace, even if there was no light shining on it, was extremely bright, and the golden light shone on Chuan Fei's body, as warm as the sun.

This kind of building can only be described as magnificent.

This golden palace is the destination of Chuan Fei's trip, and the thing he is looking for is called the Three Soul Formula. Chuan Fei quickly ran up sixty-six steps to the gate of the palace.

At this time, the gate is closed, a stone ox statue stands on the left side, this stone ox is very majestic, there is no simple and honest appearance like a scalper, but a look that wants to use the horns to stab the sky, both hooves bounce up, look up to the sky and roar.

Chuan Fei only looked at it slightly, then withdrew his gaze and began to observe the door.

Although this gate was ordinary, only twice as large as the door of an ordinary mansion, it faintly put pressure on Chuan Fei, making him discouraged and wanting to take ten steps back.

However, Chuan Fei also knew that this door was unusual, this door was used a secret technique, and others could not get close to it, let alone open it. But if someone with a certain bloodline comes and wants to open the door, it must be opened with blood.

Looking at this reddish-brown gate, Chuan Fei did not hesitate, directly pulled out his cicada wing blade, slashed his left palm open, and then endured the pain and shook it, blood overflowing.

He turned his head to look at the door, took a deep breath of cold air, calmed down, and then stepped forward.

At a distance of five meters, every step he walked extremely heavy, and every time he raised his foot, he also went through a struggle of thoughts, and the pressure on him from this door was like that of the head of the Sichuan family, so that he couldn't raise his head.

Coming to the gate with difficulty, cold sweat broke out on Chuan Fei's forehead, and he was still resisting in his heart, if he slackened, his body would involuntarily run backwards.

He slowly raised his left hand, and within five meters of the gate, this movement trembled as if he was carrying something weighing a hundred pounds in his hand.

Finally, the blood-stained left hand was imprinted on the door, and the wound on the left hand was only pasted on it. Immediately afterward, the wound on his left hand bleed faster, flowing down the door.

To Chuan Fei's surprise, the blood flowed down and seeped into the gate in less than two seconds.

This door is obviously made of iron, not wood, how can it still suck blood?

Suddenly, Chuan Fei felt that his left hand was tightly sucked by the gate and could not be withdrawn, and the bleeding speed of that wound had accelerated a lot.

"What's the matter, my blood ......"

Chuan Fei's heart trembled, he clearly felt that his blood was constantly flowing out of his body, this happened too suddenly, too weird, so he couldn't help but want to withdraw his hand.

However, this door is like a vacuum cleaner, locking his collection firmly, except for the arm that can move, the palm of the hand is fixed to the door, which seems to be integrated with the door, and every time he closes his hand, he will experience a heart-rending pain.

Fortunately, this gate was not a bottomless pit, but after absorbing blood for three seconds, a ray of light was released, and then, Chuan Fei also successfully withdrew control of his arm.

And this gate, after releasing light, boomed, and the originally airtight gate suddenly cracked a half-finger-wide opening, and then, there was no movement.

Chuan Fei didn't care about the injury on his left hand, let it continue to flow, and with the opening of the gate, the powerful pressure suddenly disappeared without a trace, and Chuan Fei's whole nerves relaxed, and he retracted the cicada wing blade and pushed the door open.

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