I don't know what the rosacea old man did, but he just closed his eyes, and the head of the shop on the portal twisted, and gradually four of his eyes opened a slit.

Unthinkable malice and viciousness filled those four eyes, and just opened a gap, it seemed to reveal a world, and there were countless blood-colored monsters in that world, through the eyes on the bunk, frantically squeezing outward, and everyone retreated in unison.

That kind of malice that overrides everything makes all the outsiders feel like they have been stung by something in their hearts, and the intense pain penetrates into the depths of their souls.

Lin Xing's eyes were mixed with a hint of strangeness.

He knew the Qiankun mirror in the sea, and there was a longing emotion.

It's craving......

Those blood-colored monsters?

Or is it the world inside the portal?

His heart jumped suddenly, and Lin Xing also made a pale face, covered his heart, and took a few steps back.

Except for the old man with his eyes closed, the only thing that didn't move was Tu Gang, who was standing straight.

As the elder of Lei Feng, this bearded and unkempt middle-aged man just picked up the wine gourd wrapped in pulp around his waist and poured a sip of wine into his mouth.

His complicated gaze looked directly at the four slowly opening eyes, and he didn't dodge for a minute.

Tu Gang has done this many times.

Since that incident, Lei Feng has let Tu Gang replace his brother and become an explorer of the world behind the portal for the sake of the right to speak, he has long been accustomed to life and death, and has faced countless horrors, frozen his heart, and there is nothing that can shake him.

Halfway through the opening of those four eyes, a crack opened in the portal, and the world behind it was dark and dark, only boundless darkness, and nothing could be seen, but there was a trace of cold breath, floating out of it, and the whole world suddenly fell silent.

All the sounds outside the door were gone.

Lin Xing was surprised to find that his movements became extremely sluggish, his thinking also became slow, and even the time to turn his head was infinitely extended, as if there was no end.

At this time, there was a feeling behind him like a man's back, and the feeling of sluggishness disappeared in an instant.

Lin Xing subconsciously looked back.

His mouth was wide open.

It was a terrifying image that was enough to imprint in the depths of his mind and make him unforgettable for the rest of his life.

I saw the area of the four peaks in the area, on a certain peak.

An illusory figure is sitting there as if it is standing up to the sky, vaguely in the gray hair and calm eyes of this illusory figure, this figure is just sitting there, like a high canopy of heaven.

The figure glanced at the portal as if inadvertently, then withdrew its gaze and slowly dissipated.

Tu Gang respectfully saluted in that direction.

Then his brow furrowed.

"What's going on?" He asked to himself, "This portal hasn't had an accident in decades, except for the first two similar incidents. ”

"Is it ......?"

"Is there a problem with the person who entered it this time?"

Tu Gang Huo Ran looked back.

His gaze swept over the crowd of outsiders, without any expression on his face, and quickly turned back.

No matter which guy's problem is, he currently only has the option of entering the portal, and the uncle who guards the portal has a great loss every time he opens the door.

Yes, I can't hold out a few times.

Shifting his gaze to the temple-like building of the land, Shi Shuzu's face was already pale, and it was a very terrifying thing to make the face of Shi Shuzu of the Fake Dan Realm pale without being injured.

"According to the depth of cultivation, enter the portal."

Tu Gang gave orders to the rear.

The expressions of the outsiders were different, some were greedy, some were afraid, and more were expressionless.

The experiences of these casual practitioners are very varied.

But there is one thing in common, that is, they are not fools, how can a fool cultivate to the point of high level of condensation qi with not very outstanding qualifications under the identity of casual cultivation? As soon as Tu Gang's words came out, they all looked at the person in the lead.

This person is a white-haired old man covered in twilight, with a gloomy complexion, he is already at the end of his life, and his cultivation is also the highest among the outer door guests, with fourteen layers of condensation.

The white-haired old man with a gloomy complexion did not hesitate, and fled directly into the portal.

As his figure submerged into the gap in the portal, there was no movement for a long time, and the jade plate of this person's soul held in Tu Gang's hand was not broken, and one by one the outer door guests began to enter the portal, and soon Lin Xing also entered it under Tu Gang's gaze.

As he stepped into the pitch-black world behind the portal, Lin Xing felt as if he was in a viscous liquid.

The divine thoughts poked out, but they could only reach half a foot of the body, and their eyes contained spiritual light, and it was difficult to see through the darkness.

It was as if he had come to another world.

Silence, drowning everything.

Lin Xing's heart tightened inexplicably.

The monk in the rear soon came to the front, and the urging transmission made Lin Xing's heart slow down a little, and he took a step forward, trying to resist the sword, but found that his spiritual power was like being wrapped around an incomparably heavy thing, and the envoy did not move.

He had no choice but to advance on foot.

After walking for about a hundred steps, the glowing gate behind him was closed, and there was no longer a trace of light around, even the monk's protective aura had disappeared.

It seems that Lin Xing is the only one left in the world, if it is not for the people before and after, the divine thoughts can still communicate with each other, he thought that he really came to a world where there is nothing, this and the feeling made him involuntarily despair, until this moment Lin Xing found one thing.

People are dependent on light.

Monks are no exception.

The darkness of the outside world is just a dark light, and the darkness here is the real darkness.

The surrounding air has long since ceased to exist.

Lin Xing, as a mid-level consummate cultivator of Qi Condensation, didn't need to breathe all the time, but if this darkness really had no end, within two hours, he would have to use the spiritual power in his body to maintain his body functions.

1,660 steps...... One thousand six hundred and sixty-one ......

Lin Xing counted how many steps he had taken, his heart became calm, he felt the operation of the powerful spiritual power in his body, and many subtle mistakes and omissions in the past were all imprinted by him in such a situation.

It turned out that in the past, his Great Five Elements Condensation True Magic Method had a slow cultivation speed, and there were other reasons.

Lin Xing made up for these mistakes and omissions one by one, and suddenly realized that his spiritual power was running a lot smoother.

At this time, he counted three thousand steps.

There was a sudden light in front of me.

Ten days in the sky, the lake in front of the sparkling, between the rolling mountains in the distance, green grass, gurgling water, looking from afar, you can see the ancient trees towering to the sky.

Everyone looked at each other with a look of surprise.

Only the few white-haired outsiders did not change their complexions when they saw the surrounding situation.

"Keep walking, to the island in the middle of the lake." At this time, Tu Gang's figure appeared out of thin air.

When everyone heard Tu Gang's words, they found out.

In the center of the lake in front of us, there is an island hidden several feet deep under the water surface, and there are rows of strange-looking objects on this island, these objects are human-shaped, slightly larger, soaked in water, there are rows of spirit stone grooves on the left and right, and below the spirit stone grooves, there are two buttons, one red and one white.

The cultivators looked at each other.

Lin Xing's heart moved.

Distant memories come to mind.

Those weird-looking objects......

How is it a bit like a technological product from the memory of a previous life?