Deep in the dark jungle.

An eerie red portal, towering silently in the shadows.

The portal was not large, more than eight feet high and five feet wide, and the two gates were firmly closed, and the surface was painted a vermilion color, which looked extremely strange and lifeless, giving the impression of a tombstone dyed red.

There is no courtyard, no threshold, only these two gates stand here barely, how weird and weird.

In the woods, there was the sound of the air breaking.

The two quacks quickly landed here, looking up at the strange portal, their brows furrowed.

"Strange, Brother Fang, what kind of person is this who is so bored and moved the two gates here?"

One of the men with a red face and a long sword on his back reached out and patted lightly on the door, and said suspiciously.

"It's a little weird, the color of this gate looks too bright, it makes me feel uneasy, do you notice it?" Another quack, dressed in a green robe with a short beard and a furrowed brow, stared at the two strange gates and spoke.

Squeak!

Suddenly, the red man pushed hard, and the two closed doors suddenly opened, revealing a long corridor behind him, pitch black, leading into the distance.

"What is this?"

The two were taken aback.

How is this possible?

They hurriedly took a few steps back and looked behind the gate, where there was obviously nothing, but the gate was open, revealing a passageway.

The two of them were like they were living hell.

"Be careful, could it be some kind of trick?"

The green-robed Jianghu guest showed caution, suddenly walked behind the gate, raised a palm and slapped it.

The wind stirred, but nothing was touched.

The two of them were suddenly even more puzzled.

"Brother Fang, I have a hunch, I'm afraid this gate has something to do with the vision of Broken Soul Mountain that we saw, why don't we go in and have a look?"

The red-faced man stared at the black corridor and suddenly spoke.

The scene that appeared out of thin air was extremely weird, they had never seen it in decades, and they couldn't hold back their curiosity at the moment.

The green-robed Jianghu guest's eyes were solemn, and after a moment, he nodded and said, "Okay, but be careful." ”

"Rest assured, you and I are both close to the list, even if we encounter danger, it is still easy to protect ourselves. ”

The red-faced man's eyes flickered.

The two of them took out the fire fold and cautiously walked towards the dark corridor behind the gate.

Bang!

Suddenly!

The two vermilion gates were firmly closed together, and a dark wind hit in the passage, and the five fingers were invisible in an instant, and then, the terrible screams suddenly echoed from the gate.

miles away.

In front of the flowing waterfall.

Zhang Yuan squatted down and drank a few large sips of sweet spring water, which was extremely refreshing.

After searching all night and not finding any trace of the dark forces, he had already given up his previous idea of wanting to blend in with them, and now it was important to go to the north of the Broken Soul Mountain as soon as possible, and find a way to meet with the strong men of the Dragon Gate.

He washed his face, wiped the water stains on his face, and jumped to his feet, ready to leave.

Suddenly, his ears moved, and a screaming voice came to his ears.

"Well, there's a situation!"

His eyes flashed, and his body rushed over in an instant.

The screams were short, and they ended almost as soon as they rang out, and they were at least two miles away from him.

Sou!

He followed the direction from which the voice just came, and quickly rushed away, like a golden shadow, as fast as possible.

Soon rushed into a dense forest.

His eyes swept around, and he couldn't help frowning.

No signs of a fight were found, and the ground was clean, as if no one had been there at all.

What's going on with that screaming just now?

He walked towards the depths of the dense forest, his internal force working, and the spiritual sense of both eyes and ears was exerted to a great extent.

Suddenly, a different color appeared in his eyes.

In the depths of the dark forest, a strange black shadow stood there in the distance, motionless.

Zhang Yuan walked over step by step, and soon discovered the true face of this black shadow.

It was a blood-red portal, which looked about the size of a room gate in a normal inn, with no courtyard or threshold, as if someone had stolen the inn's gate and towered over it.

And the red paint on the surface of the door seems to have not dried, and a little red stain is flowing down the door.

Zhang Yuan suddenly sniffed his nose, and his eyes showed a fine light.

It smells of blood!

His palm gently touched the door, and found that the palm of his hand was suddenly dyed red, and he put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, choking on blood.

The color on this door is not red paint, but blood!

Squeak!

Suddenly, the two doors opened automatically, revealing a long corridor behind them, pitch black, mysterious, and the eyes could not see anything clearly.

Zhang Yuan showed a slight discoloration and looked at this strange gate at the door.

The door gave him the feeling that it was going to another dimension.

Obviously, they are just two bare portals, but after they are opened, there is a long corridor, which is not normal no matter how you look at it.

He pondered in front of the door.

Long.

He stopped thinking, suddenly stepped forward, closed the door that had been opened automatically, closed it again, and then grabbed the door frame and pulled it straight up.

But the strange thing is that the gate seems to have taken root.

With his strength, he didn't pull it up for the first time.

He lifted Jiuyang True Qi, his arms seemed to have the power of a thousand jun in an instant, and he exerted his strength again, and with a bang, there was a sound similar to the breaking of iron cables on the ground, as if some vine had broken off.

The gate was slowly being pulled out of the ground, but the higher it was pulled, the stronger the feeling of the rope breaking.

Zhang Yuan didn't care about it, the internal force urged to the maximum, and he kept pulling it out.

Bouncing!

Bang!

The gate was completely ripped out of the ground.

The moment it was pulled out, the entire gate suddenly became extremely light, and it seemed to be no different from an ordinary gate.

Zhang Yuan held the gate and looked down suspiciously.

I saw that where the gate originally stood, patches of strange black blood water emerged.

At the same time, under the two gates, patches of black blood were dripping downward, staining his hands and clothes everywhere.

The black blood also seemed to contain a strong poison, and the clothes were quickly corroded, sneering, and loopholes appeared.

Zhang Yuan's brows furrowed slightly, his true anger was shocked, and suddenly all the black blood flew out upside down, and it was difficult to get close to him in the slightest.

Merit +75.

Suddenly, a blue light flew in front of him.

Zhang Yuan looked surprised.

Merit?

He stuck the door in his hand again, looked at it for a moment, and pushed it open.

This time, there was no more going on.

The door opened, exactly as it had been before.

He was lost in thought again.

Bang!

A moment later, a palm slapped out, and the gate was torn apart.

Zhang Yuan walked towards the depths of the dense forest.