Lu Jun saw that the White Tiger Pendant was not interested in the Immortal Demon Lotus, so he stood aside like a ghost.

At this time, Mo Fan sensed the vibration of the little loach on his neck, pondered for a moment, and took the initiative to try.

He took the immortal demon lotus, hid in a blind corner that the [Evil Eye Bronze Mirror] couldn't illuminate, and handed it to the little loach to devour, and immediately fed out a huge amount of energy, impacting the high-level barrier.

Soon, a terrifying energy rushed into the sky in the corner of the main hall, reflecting half of the side in purple.

Whoa! There was a thunderous roar, and there was a dense interweaving of electricity, spreading to the ground like a large net.

Mo Fan was wrapped in thunder, like a thunder god descending to earth, surging demonic energy overflowed, and a purple constellation phantom appeared behind him.

"Hahaha, the thunder system is high-level, the thunder and fire are high-level, and when the little loach finishes digesting the immortal demon lotus, the galaxy magic weapon is just around the corner."

At this moment, Mo Fan was a little complacent, thinking of Lu Jun, thinking that everyone was a dual-line high-level, and there was a gap in the foundation method, which Xiao Yanji could make up for, and his strength had finally caught up.

Seeing this scene, Lu Jun didn't have to guess to know what Xiao Mo Fan was thinking.

But Lu Jun pursed his lips and didn't care at all, as soon as the seven war generals in his white tiger pendant were resold, the new high-level magic department was imminent, not to mention the funding of Master Dean Xiao.

When the time comes, the gap will be even more amazing, and Mo Fan's two newly awakened departments so far can be regarded as diligent if they can have a primary-level peak.

After this little episode, the door to the front hall finally opened.

Everyone entered, and there were first lifelike statues inside, and the sculptures made of white jade looked extremely similar to the white and smooth skin of a woman.

On top of that, these sculptures are all of graceful women with slender feet.

They have different postures, or bow their heads, or salute, or bow, or smile, and when they walk by, they really feel like an emperor with a long line of dragons lined up by harem beauties.

In order to highlight the woman's delicate and charming demeanor, this group of statues did not wear clothes.

"Tut-tut, the ancient king will really enjoy it, an ancient man-made figure."

Lu Jun was amazed, looking at these statues with different appearances, figures and temperaments, or girls, or mature women, or Lori, Yan Fat and Thin, full of appreciation.

The four of Mo Fan were embarrassed and quickly crossed to the most dangerous level.

[Nine Deaths Bridge]!

They stood on the edge of a jade platform, with no road ahead, a void and hollowness, as if they were standing on the edge of a cliff.

Woo woo woo~

The black wind let out a whimper, and kept hovering on both sides of the stone platform cliff, as if tens of thousands of black scythes were dancing wildly above and on both sides.

As long as people are not paying attention, they will be scraped into the abyss.

Lu Jun's spiritual thoughts poked out, and he was immediately swept away by the black wind blade, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Wind Heavenly Seed, sure enough!"

He muttered to himself, recalling the place, his eyes burning, and the original book clearly stated that there was one of the places where there was a heavenly seed.

The winds of death tear apart even monarch creatures when they fall into them.

The Wind Heavenly Seed Lu Jun can't use it, but when his sister cultivates to reach the super level, she will be able to absorb the Heavenly Seed, and then she will become a top mage in the world.

At present, he is unable to contain this berserk wind seed, but it doesn't matter, he has seized the ancient king's robe, and the abyss and the undead empire are not all his.

Lu Jun looked away and looked at the steep cliff.

A total of ten magnificent white arch bridges stand, and the gray-white bridge body is simply a dragon flying, from one end of the platform to the other.

Only by standing on the stone bridge can you not be affected by the winds of death.

However, nine of the bridges are the gates of death, and one bridge is the way of life, so it is called the bridge of nine deaths and one life.

Mo Fan and the four hesitated on the edge of the platform, reasoning that the four of them walked separately, and there were four chances to bet on the probability, with a success rate of up to 40%.

That is the most correct and responsible choice.

But this is too cruel, especially for a few young people.

Mo Fan decided to work together, live and die together, and break through the bridge of nine deaths and one life, while Fang Gu had different opinions, cold reality, and took another path alone.

At this time, Lu Jun stood still and did not move, he would not risk going on stage.

In the original book, Fang Gu was lucky to choose a way to live, but now in reality, he is not sure that the other party is still so lucky.

After all, the butterfly effect, or other small factors, can change the outcome of this betting probability.

He was waiting, waiting for Mo Fan to use the demon relics! Transform into a demon and destroy the Nine Deaths Bridge, and he will be able to take the opportunity to step into the Blood Throne.

The original work of slashing the void that hibernate in the back is estimated to have seized this opportunity to enter the Blood Throne, put on the ancient king's robe, and incarnated as an emperor.

"Uh-huh, I've been blocking the gun for you all along, and it's your turn now that little Mo Fan is."

Lu Jun teased in his heart, originally he planned to push Mo Fan out and hide in the shadows to develop, but the plan couldn't catch up with the changes, and changed slightly.

In order to compete for resources and grow, he had to be conspicuous, and luckily the secret has been well hidden, but it is not a big deal.

At present, Mo Fan has ended the long period of primitive accumulation and has truly become a signboard, and the future will become more and more ostentatious and become a whirlpool storm.

The deviation from the plan was finally corrected and returned to the main line.

Thundered!

After about an hour, a figure of a supreme flame suddenly rose from the depths of the dark void in the distance, and the endless coercion spread outward, sweeping the mighty waves of qi.

Then the vast crown of light scattered, shining into the small heavenly dome, dyeing the sky between the dead gates into a strange blood ink color, like a sea of blood, covering the sky and the sun.

The entire abyss shook and restless, and Lu Jun on the jade platform almost couldn't stand, he looked ahead in surprise, and dense spatial cracks appeared.

A large hole opened in the heavenly dome, and the scene of the seven undead monarchs outside, the totem Xuan Snake, and the human super-level battle was revealed.

Large swaths of undead bones fell from the gaps.

The small but infinitely large demon figure in the distance turned into a meteor and crashed into the hole above, and the demon Mo Fan flew into the sky, leaving a ground of chicken feathers.

"It's now!"

Lu Jun's eyes were sharp, and he saw a silver whirlpool emerging on the other side, and decisively harnessed the flying sword, submerged into the dark void, and crossed the Nine Deaths Bridge that had already collapsed.

In the next moment, he stepped into the spatial teleportation with the slash that followed him.

When Lu Jun turned the world in front of him, he saw a shocking scene.

A majestic altar is hidden in the endless darkness, and I don't know how many years it has been floating in this cold and eternal dark universe.

The whole body is in the shape of an ice crown, and the stone steps at the base are huge, several times higher than a human, and the stairs are not for people to climb at all, but more like for the giants of the gods to climb.

From a distance, there were still red silks hanging from the altar, bunches after bunches, distributed in the corners of each giant staircase.

When I saw it clearly, I realized that the red hanging was silk, but the blood waterfall that was so thick that it was irrigating down.

And at the very top of the altar, an imposing throne of the king is high up, looking down on all beings, made of bright red jadeite, crystal clear.

Lu Jun saw Zhang Xiaohou and Su Xiaoluo climbing, and he didn't dare to hesitate and quickly caught up.

(End of chapter)