Looking at the seven passages in front of him, Cheng Qian showed a wry smile, frowned slightly and said, "Brother Han, it seems that the two of us are going to divide into two ways!"

"Not necessarily!"

Hearing this, Han Li said with a smile, and with a wave of his big sleeves, several golden rays of light suddenly flashed out, turning into golden flowers, and with a flicker, seven golden flying insects flew out.

"Gold Devouring Worm!" Seeing this scene, Cheng Qian's pupils couldn't help shrinking, this insect he naturally knew, it was ranked higher than the Devouring Insect he had, it could be described as invincible, without the slightest weakness.

I saw that the seven gold-devouring insects had just flown out, and they were obediently suspended in front of them, as if waiting for their master's orders. Seeing this, the corners of Han Li's mouth squirmed slightly, and he cast orders on these spirit insects in an extremely small voice.

Although Cheng Qian had lost his mana now, he was so close to Han Li, he could naturally hear it clearly.

Then Han Li's lips closed slightly, and the seven gold-devouring insects in front of him buzzed one after another, each of them turned into a ray of light and shadow, and flew towards the seven passages respectively, and disappeared into the passages in a flash.

"Hehe, why didn't Cheng think of using the Gold Devouring Worm to explore the way?" Cheng Qian smiled awkwardly—down, and looked at the incomparably deep passage in front of him.

However, Cheng Qian's gaze suddenly stopped, only to see the golden light flashing in front of him, and the gold-devouring insect that had just flown away suddenly appeared without warning.

"Huh, Brother Han, this gold-devouring insect will teleport?" asked Cheng Qian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked with some confusion.

Seeing this, Han Li's face instantly darkened, and he also looked at the sudden appearance of the Gold Devouring Worm in some disbelief.

"Han's spirit worm doesn't have the magical power to teleport by cultivating, if the expectation is good, this gold devouring worm may have touched some kind of prohibition and was teleported here!"

Han Li looked at the Gold Devouring Worm that had suddenly returned with some confusion, and said so, but before the words fell, there was a succession of golden lights flashing in front of him, and all the Gold Devouring Worms sent out were all teleported back.

Witnessing this scene, Cheng Qian nodded solemnly: "It seems that Brother Han really said it, we were originally caught in the big array, and it is not strange to come back after touching the prohibition." It seems that there is this prohibition in every channel, how does this pass. ”

Han Li listened to Cheng Qian's words, and did not rush to answer, but instead looked towards the passage with his eyes slightly narrowed, his gaze flickered, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. "It doesn't seem that it can't be passed!"

Seeing that Han Li was so mysterious, Cheng Qian's gaze also followed, and he was a little sluggish under this look.

I saw that on the wall of the passage in front of me, there were rows of small strange characters, which looked like ancient seals, but they were only the size of fingers.

Looking closely, there are more than a dozen of these ancient seals, and when he saw this mileage, he muttered to himself: "It seems that this line of text should be able to solve the puzzle." ”

Then Han Li and Cheng Qian each stepped forward, carefully comprehending these ancient seals, and after half a cup of tea, they frowned slightly, and looked at each other, but they both saw it in each other's eyes.

"If we follow what this ancient seal says, then we are the chess pieces in this labyrinth, if we want to get out of this labyrinth and break the formation, we have to finish this game of chess!" Han Li said with a somewhat solemn face, his eyes looking at the passage in front of him a little cold.

"Cheng still knows a little bit about chess, but he has never seen such a chess game, it seems that he can only follow the rules in this formation!" Cheng Qian's face was also solemn and he said, and then with a single palm, a crystal clear red demon crystal emerged.

He swept the demon crystal in his hand and glanced at Han Li, who also gave him a look, and there was also an extra pale yellow demon crystal in his hand. ...,

After the two of them each nodded, Han Li's figure without saying a word immediately appeared in front of the entrance of another passage and became silent.

Seeing this, Cheng Qian withdrew his gaze from Han Li, then took a deep breath with the demon crystal in his hand tightly, and suddenly stepped out of his left leg and stepped into the passage in front of him.

When Cheng Qian's body stepped into the passage, there was a strange energy that suddenly made him gasp, but this uncomfortable feeling was fleeting.

But the strange thing was that the red demon crystal he was holding in his hand suddenly dissolved inch by inch, and under a few flashes of strange energy inside, it twisted in mid-air to form an ancient seal rune.

Immediately after the ancient seal rune, suddenly the red light appeared, and the walls around the passage suddenly came out—silk ripples, which extended to the end of the passage, which looked extremely strange.

Just when Cheng Qian looked at this curtain in surprise, the ancient seal rune suspended in front of him was the size of his palm, and suddenly it flashed straight to his eyebrows, and the speed was so fast that it was impossible to dodge, and almost in the blink of an eye, a blood-red rune tattoo was printed on Cheng Gan's forehead.

"This is!" Cheng Qian's pupils shrank slightly, he felt that there was something more in his mind, and his face changed suddenly, he didn't want to be branded by something weird, so I was afraid that he would become a puppet in the future.

However, fortunately, Cheng Qian's worries were superfluous, and under the panic, he also mobilized the strange energy sensation in the "watermark" of his body, and the blood-red tattoo in his eyebrows was also like this nameless energy, which was being consumed little by little.

Just when Cheng Qian had just put down his mind, the words of blood and light suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Walk forward—a thousand zhang!" Cheng Qian muttered with some surprise on his face, what he was saying at this moment was exactly the line of words that flashed in his sea of knowledge just now.

Before the words fell, Cheng Qian only felt that the soles of his feet suddenly gave birth to a coolness, and his whole body seemed to be much lighter, but as soon as his left foot stepped out, the sudden white light disappeared in place.

At the next moment, in this passage, a thousand feet away, a strong wind suddenly blew, followed by a flash of white light, and Cheng Qian's figure unexpectedly reappeared.

Cheng Qian, who had just stopped, said with an incredible look on his face, this feeling was really strange and what happened here had completely subverted his imagination.

Suddenly, a nameless and dangerous aura rose from the bottom of Cheng Qian's heart, and suddenly a line of blood-colored words flashed out of the sea of knowledge, and ten thousand pierced his heart!

These words were fleeting, Cheng Qian's eyes were empty, the passage of things fluctuated, and bursts of tooth-aching sounds of breaking the air came to his ears, and dense black arrows immediately appeared in front of him, heading straight for his body.

"This is ten thousand arrows piercing the heart!" Cheng Qian's pupils shrank suddenly, and with a single palm, he took out several talismans, and under the urging of them, they turned into countless ice arrows, and the fireballs struck at the ten thousand arrows.

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