It's just that although everyone's emotions have been affected and disturbed to varying degrees, there are no monsters in this place, and even a group of people don't feel the unique aura of monsters nearby.

In this way, Xu Lin could only guess that the monster that could affect his mind and emotions was in the hidden passage in this room.

"Not to mention that there are monsters inside, even if there is a demon god, we have to find a way to open it!"

After listening to his conjecture, the fat man immediately shouted.

At this time, they have no way to retreat, even if there is any danger hidden in the hidden passage of this room, everyone must open it, otherwise they can only be trapped in it.

As soon as the fat man's words came out, everyone fell into silence, and the irritability in their hearts couldn't help but increase a little.

Although everyone understands the truth, how to open the channel is the most important question.

Jiang Ningyuan's gaze refocused on the twelve murals, he looked at them very seriously, not even letting go of a single detail and corner of the picture, but even if he looked at these murals repeatedly, he still had no clue in his heart.

Even under the influence of his ability to interfere with his mind, he gradually developed the urge to smash the murals here like a fat man.

Taking a deep breath, in order to keep calm, he summoned the Pure Yang Flame, wanting to use the Pure Yang Meaning to purify the negative emotions of himself and others.

But the moment the flame appeared, the spear in his hand was slightly glowing, and at the same time, as the emotions such as anger were purified, a spiritual light suddenly appeared in his mind.

"What did you find?"

Xu Lin immediately asked out loud, because he had already seen the dead friend and stood in the middle of the room silently. Central location.

Hearing this, Jiang Ningyuan's eyes continued to sweep the murals around him, and finally raised his head to freeze on the picture on the roof above his head, and then said: "Have a little idea......

As he spoke, he raised his spear, a spark converging on the tip of the spear, and then slowly rising upwards.

Under everyone's gaze, the spark gradually approached the mural on the roof, and finally accurately pointed at the figure standing in the air...... On the spear in his hand!

The moment the spark comes into contact with the mural, the picture is in

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That spear suddenly flowed out layers of brilliance, and it continued to become brighter and brighter with time.

After a while, the sparks released by Jiang Ningyuan seemed to be imprinted into the mural, and under that layer of gradually brightening light, there was a circle of rising flames.

As the flames wrapped around the spears in the mural formed, each of the twelve murals suddenly lit up with a little light, and everyone turned their heads to see that those points of light all came from the spears that pierced through all the gods in the mural.

The spears in the twelve murals were all wrapped with a layer of orange-red flames at the same time, like the brightest starlight in the darkness, and the room shone endlessly.

"Fire Demon God ......"

Xu Lin's eyes lit up, and he immediately blurted out: "I see! ”

The way to crack it is here, but everyone was affected by the negative emotions of anger before, and they didn't think about it from the title of builder at all.

In fact, the hint is already obvious, after all, the twelve frescoes, and the thirteenth above their heads, the only thing they have in common with each other is the spear.

And the title of the Flame Demon God couldn't be more obvious.

"Murals...... Melted! ”

The fat man suddenly exclaimed.

When the flames of the spears wrapped around the twelve murals came to life, these murals showed signs of melting little by little in front of everyone's eyes!

And as time passed, the picture did begin to change, like melting ice cream, slowly flowing on the ground.

After a full ten minutes, all the murals melted into a pile of liquid, which slid to the ground and then quickly cooled and coalesced, and finally formed a series of steps.

After the mural melted, twelve open doors appeared in everyone's sight, representing twelve passages out of this place.

"There's a way!"

Jace exclaimed in surprise.

It's just that he quickly got tangled, because this time twelve passages appeared in one go, representing that they needed to choose one of them.

You don't have to think about it to know that the demon god who built this place can't give them a chance to try it one by one, and it is likely that after choosing a passage, there will be no turning back.

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"Which one should we choose?"

The fat man also muttered, his face full of tangled colors.

Hearing this, Xu Lin and Liu Yong glanced at each other, and then looked back without any hurry, as for Zhao Yu, his gaze never looked away.

At this time, Jiang Ningyuan, after glancing at the melted mural and the passage that was then revealed, withdrew his gaze and looked intently at the thirteenth mural above his head.

Although the passage he had left had already appeared, and even as many as a dozen in one go, his attention had been fixed on the mural above his head.

"What's wrong?"

The fat man, who noticed that something was wrong, hurriedly asked.

After Jiang Ningyuan heard this, he smiled slightly, and then said softly: "We don't choose any of these twelve passages." ”

Seeing this, the fat man was about to ask a question, but the next loud sound was directly interrupted, and he had already come to his lips.

In the next second, a group of people hurriedly retreated, and under their feet, the ground was shaking, and obvious textures appeared.

As they watched, a circumferential staircase appeared in front of them, extending underground to form the thirteenth passage.

"That's ...... so"

Jiang Ningyuan's eyes lit up, and he muttered to himself thoughtfully.

The reason why he didn't pay too much attention to the passages behind the twelve murals was because he had a feeling in his heart that if he chose these passages, he would probably choose a dead end.

Because the pictures depicted in those murals are all scenes of gods dying in battle, if they choose one of the passages, isn't it equivalent to choosing the same ending as the gods in the painting?

Although this was just a conjecture, Jiang Ningyuan was not far away from taking risks for this, and casually thought of the mural above his head.

Since there is a thirteenth mural, there must also be a thirteenth passage......

Under such thoughts, Jiang Ningyuan did not withdraw the spark that lit the mural, but let it continue to blend into the mural above his head.

And the final result was just as he expected, this mural symbolizing the victory of the Flame Demon God over all opponents and becoming a victor also opened a passage.

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