What Fang Yan didn't expect was that he walked through this door, and nothing happened, so he walked over like this.

He couldn't laugh or cry, and secretly said that nothing had happened, so what does the existence of these two gates mean? Do you want to go through the two doors together? He turned around and tried to walk towards the other door, but at that moment, the two doors shook lightly and disappeared.

The dialect is stagnant, a little inexplicable. Just when he was puzzled, two identical doors appeared seven or eight feet in front of him. It was like the door next to him had just walked over there.

Fang Yan scratched his head, his eyes were full of confusion, he didn't know what these two doors meant, and he didn't know what he was doing.

There's nothing in that door, what's the point of just letting yourself get by? Or is it not meant to be worn by yourself at all? But what else is it intended for?

He walked over to the two doors and waited silently, waiting for them to give some hint.

Half an hour had passed, and the two doors were still standing motionless.

A quarter of an hour......

Two quarters of an hour......

Three quarters of an hour passed, and the two doors were still unchanged.

Fang Yan finally couldn't hold his breath anymore, and picked another door and walked over, just like just now, nothing happened. Just as he was thinking about entering another door, the two doors disappeared again.

Fang Yan sighed, looked around, and soon saw that the two doors appeared seven or eight feet away on the left.

He walked briskly over and walked straight through the door on the left with his shadow, running towards the other door at breakneck speed. However, he had just passed through the door on the left, and before he could turn around, the two doors disappeared again.

"That's not going to work at that speed?" The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, if this speed can't work, then who has a way to pass through these two doors?

Seeing the two doors appear seven or eight feet away, he looked up to the sky and sighed: "Can you tell me, what do you have to do?" ”

Naturally, no one responded to him. He could only continue to walk towards the two doors with a helpless face.

He stood in front of these two doors for a full quarter of an hour before he walked to one of them speechlessly.

However, what he didn't expect was that this time was not as easy as the previous times. As soon as he walked through this door, he felt a sinking on his body, and an invisible pressure instantly spread all over his body, causing him to fall directly to the ground under carelessness. Immediately after, a flame avenue was born in front of him, and there was no end in sight.

He struggled to his feet, looking ahead in pain, not knowing what was really going on.

What's going on with all these pressures? And what's the fire under your feet? Why is there nothing going on in the first three gates, but there will be such a big formation this time? What's the law behind this?

The pressure on his body and the pain under his feet had made him gasp incessantly, where was there time to think about other problems, he subconsciously wanted to withdraw, but found that there was an energy shield behind him at some point. There was no way for him to quit again.

A few thoughts flashed through his mind, and he gritted his teeth and walked forward. Since there is no way back, it is natural that we can only move forward.

The flames under your feet are very strange, and they seem to be burning vigorously, but they can't cause open flames when you step on them, except for feeling the scorching heat. It's like he's standing in the middle of a fire, but the fire doesn't burn him.

"Ah......h

The double pain under his feet and shoulders, even he couldn't help but exhale in pain, and wanted to speed up his pace, but he gave up because the pressure on his body was too great.

This pain is many times more painful than the pressure area encountered in that labyrinth. Although there is also a lot of pressure in the pressure area in the maze, at least there will be no burning pain under the feet. Now the flames under his feet made him unable to even raise the courage to step on it.

Half an hour later, he was already sweating profusely, and his clothes were soaking wet. His clothes were still soaking wet in such high temperatures under his feet, which showed how much pressure he was under now.

An hour later, he was already a little groggy, looking like he might fall down at any moment. If he falls down at this time, it is difficult to say whether he will be able to get up again.

"Smack!"

He suddenly slapped himself hard, and a dazzling palm print suddenly appeared on his face.

After a slap, he sobered up a lot, quickened his pace, and complained bitterly in his heart. If this place was really as boundless as he saw it, he would probably really have to explain it here. Even though he had walked for more than an hour now, there was still no end in sight ahead, and the road seemed to be infinitely long.

After walking for more than an hour, he suddenly felt that the pressure on his shoulders was much lighter, and when he looked down, the flames under his feet were slowly disappearing. The surroundings soon returned to their original darkness.

He fell down weakly, not wanting to move again.

What made his scalp tingle was that two more doors appeared in the distance.

"Oh!" He barely had the strength to scream, he didn't even want to look that way anymore, and lay on the ground to rest regardless of it.

He didn't have any strength now, and even if he lay down here and die soon, he couldn't do anything. Staying alone in such a ghost place, there is no one to consult, and he really has a feeling that every day should not be called the earth and the earth.

After half an hour, he slowly climbed up, and the two doors were still there, as if they had been waiting for him.

He sighed, walked slowly, stopped in front of one of the doors, and looked at it with a complicated expression, but he couldn't muster the courage to step in again.

He entered a total of four gates, the first three were nothing, but the fourth made him suffer. He really wanted to find some patterns from this, but he couldn't think of any hidden rules, let alone what he was doing.

After thinking about it for a long time to no avail, he gave up and walked directly towards one of the doors. Since you want to find a pattern, it is natural to go into it a few more times before it is possible.

What made him desperate was that this time there was pressure inside the door again, and unlike the last time, it was no longer a flame under his feet, but ice, cold and piercing. The chill that went straight into his heart and lungs made him shiver unconsciously.

Just like the door, there was no way back after entering, he only walked forward with a hard head. There was a tremendous pressure on his shoulders and a bitter cold underfoot, a taste that only those who have tasted it can know.

This time, it took him nearly three hours to complete the journey, and the moment he felt the pressure on his shoulders disappear, he fell down again, the corners of his mouth twitching as he looked at the two doors that reappeared in the distance.