"Discuss the destiny with you!"

The thunderous sound rumbled, with the majesty of the vast heavens, shaking the entire Dragon Palace.

Thundered!

In the corridor of the dragon palace maze.

Zhao Kunteng, who was sitting cross-legged in the corner, opened his eyes suddenly.

Swish!

Like a sharp blade cutting through paper silk!

What a pair of eyes!

The ancient well is not shocked, dark and deep, there are too many black kernels, and there are not enough white kernels, which makes the whole eye look bright, but if you look closely, it makes people feel bleak and dull, and there is no essence.

This is an extremely contradictory feeling between the two, rising in the bottom of people's hearts at the same time, enough to drive people crazy to death.

Zhao Kunteng, who stood up, looked calmly at the direction where the sound came from, and after half a sound, he raised his feet and strode in the direction where the sound came from. His heels hit the ground, stepping on his toes until he reached his toes, Zhao Kunteng's movements were as smooth as flowing water, and a trace of strange lines spread from the soles of his feet.

As he stepped forward, an astonishing picture appeared, one by one the walls blocking the way forward, and in Zhao Kunteng's steady steps, they retreated to both sides like flowing water.

This wall is an illusion!

This corridor is an illusion! The walls that seem to be open ahead are terrifying illusions that lead people to an endless cycle and make people tired to death.

Zhao Kunteng's eyes were swollen, black and white like two rings, making his eyes look particularly strange at the moment.

"Bastard boy!"

Zhao Kunteng let out a voice, his voice hoarse like a broken casserole.

It's not his voice!

Another area of Ryugu.

It was a lush jungle, and the small figure of the square was shuttling between the woods like a monkey, and not far behind him, Zhang Tao had a white face, trying his best to chase his pace.

"Hey, you can't leave me!" Zhang Tao shouted at Fang Zheng. He was frightened, and not long ago, they had encountered a nest of fist-sized poisonous bees, whose high tail pins shone with colorful colors, and looked like good stubble.

Zhang Tao saw with his own eyes that a fat bear was hit by the tail needle of a poisonous bee, and fell to the ground and died within three breaths. Fortunately, the magic weapon in Fangzheng's sleeve made the two of them escape with their lives, and Zhang Tao would not leave Fangzheng half a step apart. God knows what else exists in this weird jungle!

"Discuss the destiny with you!"

In the midst of the rush, Long Ao's voice rolled like waves.

With a snort, Fang Zheng stopped.

"This voice is so majestic, how terrifying this person's cultivation should be!" Fang Zheng covered his chest with palpitations, and Zhang Tao, who was following behind him, was even worse, he threw himself behind Fang Zheng, and his voice was full of whimpering.

"What's the situation!"

"No, guy. Fang Zheng pursed his lips, and suddenly, his expression was stunned, and his eyes were generous: "The place where this sound came from, could it be the mouth of the breakthrough here?"