Time passed slowly, Zhang Xiaohou finally recovered from the aftertaste of the illusion, and when he noticed his current movements, he hurriedly let go of Su Xiaoluo.

"Xiao Luo, this ......"

Before Zhang Xiaohou finished speaking, Su Xiaoluo stretched out his finger and lightly touched his lips.

"You don't have to explain, I know everything!"

Zhang Xiaohou was silent, he didn't know what he should say, and he didn't know what to do about the current situation, although it was just an illusion, but it was too real, so real that it gave him the feeling that it was Su Xiaoluo himself.

At this moment, Mo Fan's heavy panting broke the silent atmosphere.

"Huhu~!"

"Brother Fan, are you okay?" Zhang Xiaohou hurriedly stepped forward to support Mo Fan, but he couldn't notice the strange color that flashed in Su Xiaoluo's hole, and the corners of his mouth also hooked up a subtle arc.

After a while, Mo Fan was relieved from the illusion that he would never forget for the rest of his life, and the discoloration of the child's hole, which seemed to have been broken, finally showed a trace of brightness.

Looking around, the chaotic memories in his mind gradually emerged, Mo Fan finally understood that it was just an illusion just now, but why did the illusion happen like this, obviously he was still a magic genius in front of him, and when he was about to embark on the road to becoming a magic god, he was taken by an evil mage with a special fetish, and finally on a dark and windy night...... Since then, he has been imprisoned......

The more I thought about it, the more terrible I felt, and I couldn't help but clip the chrysanthemum, fortunately, it was just an illusion, otherwise his wisdom in this life would be completely ruined!

"I'm fine!" Mo Fan smiled reluctantly, "Let's continue on our way!" ”

He really didn't want to linger for a moment in this place that brought him endless painful memories.

"Good!"

The group continued to walk, but after walking for dozens of minutes, when they turned back, they found that they had not gone far at all, and they were still very close to the gate of the tomb palace, as if the space had been tampered with.

"Here, it should be the endless corridor!" Su Xiaoluo's brows furrowed slightly, ignoring Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou, who wanted to ask, walked straight to a mural carved with an ancient woman, "If I remember correctly, the key to leaving this soul gallery recorded in the ancient precept is this mural." ”

Su Xiaoluo slowly stretched out her hand and caressed the mural, gradually, as if she was affected by some mysterious power contained in the mural, she was stunned, her eyes and face continued to reveal various emotions.

"She actually entered the illusion by herself??" Looking at Su Xiaoluo, whose expression on his face was constantly changing, Mo Fan's eyes widened, that kind of illusion, Su Xiaoluo wouldn't have an accident!

Zhang Xiaohou was slightly stunned, not knowing what he was thinking.

I don't know how long it has been, Su Xiaoluo's pair of eyes have regained their brilliance, and at the same time, a bright light appeared in front of the Soul Gallery, and it was obvious that it was the exit.

"Are you alright?" Seeing that Su Xiaoluo woke up, Zhang Xiaohou hurriedly asked with concern.

"I'm fine......" Su Xiaoluo shook his head slightly.

……

After passing through the endless corridor, you will be greeted by an empty front hall, the entire front hall is made of white jade, and the ground is smooth enough to see their reflections.

The front hall was silent, except for the footsteps of the crowd.

"Buzz!"

At that moment, Mo Fan suddenly felt the small loach pendant around his neck vibrate, and he was suddenly a little surprised, since absorbing the Earth Holy Spring, there were very few things that could enter its eyes.

Following the induction, Mo Fan saw a charming fragrance on the stone platform in the center of the front hall, although the little loach said that this thing was a good thing, but in order to be outside, he still beckoned Su Xiaoluo to identify it.

"Come and see, does this thing also appear in your well water paintings?"

"I seem to have seen ......" Su Xiaoluo rubbed his eyebrows, thought for a long time before he said with some uncertainty, "I remember, this seems to be an ancient demon lotus called the Immortal Lotus...... As the ancient saying goes, when the lotus of eternal life dies, the bridge of the altar appears! ”

Next, Zhang Xiaohou tried to tear his hands and strangle the wind disk without believing in evil, but the immortal lotus could be quickly recovered.

"Let me try." Mo Fan spoke.

Zhang Xiaohou naturally had no objections, and handed the Immortal Demon Lotus to Mo Fan.

Grabbing the immortal demon lotus with one hand, Mo Fan hesitated for a moment, and finally walked to the dead end.

Zhang Xiaohou looked at Mo Fan with great puzzlement, while Su Xiaoluo had a thoughtful expression.

The little loach was no longer restricted, and began to frantically devour the power of the Immortal Demon Lotus, and fed back the huge energy to Mo Fan.

With the blessing of this force, Mo Fan began to attack the high rank.

The flames soared into the sky, and he endured the pain of an incomparably strong spiritual impact, Mo Fan finally succeeded in advancing to the high rank, and the immortal demon lotus also disappeared completely.

After successfully passing through the front hall and passing through the group of nude jade girl statues, the three of them finally came to the last checkpoint - the Bridge of Nine Deaths and One Life.

Standing on the edge of the stone platform cliff surrounded by the wind of death, Zhang Xiaohou looked at the arched bridge in front of him that looked extremely peaceful, and said, "Let's go, there is no black wind on the bridge, we should be able to reach the Blood Throne safely!" ”

"Wait!" Su Xiaoluo grabbed Zhang Xiaohou nervously.

"What's wrong?"

"Here, it should be the bridge of nine deaths and one life mentioned in the ancient teachings!" Su Xiaoluo's tone was very low.

Zhang Xiaohou Tongkong shrunk, and after taking a few breaths, he said to Mo Fan: "Brother Fan...... I listen to you. ”

"Su Xiaoluo, is this so-called door of death absolute?" Mo Fan asked in a serious tone.

"I don't know, maybe as long as you're strong enough, even if you don't follow the rules!"

Rationally speaking, the three of them should each take three bridges to increase the probability of reaching the Blood Throne, but Mo Fan just didn't want to believe in that evil!

Gritting his teeth, Mo Fan made a decision, he went to Bo for a one-tenth chance, if he lost the bet, then directly use the power of the blood lizi, according to what Qin Shaoqing said, the middle level can compete with the commander, and now that he is promoted to the high level, he should be able to burst out with the power of the monarch level!

"Let's go, let's walk this bridge together!"

"Good!"

It's a pity that Mo Fan chose a dead bridge.

As he walked, a rippling silver mirror appeared in front of the bridge, which seemed to lead to another dimension.

Looking back, I saw that the arch bridge behind me had disappeared for some time, and the black wind swept in, directly rolling the three of them into the silver mirror wall and falling into the door of death.

Under the leadership of Mo Fan, the group searched for an exit in the dead door, and soon they found that there was a silver mirror four kilometers away.

However, Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou didn't notice that there was a silver vortex slowly expanding above their heads.