The doors of the Holy Palace opened.

"Gollum!" was so quiet that you could hear the sound of many people swallowing.

The door of the Holy Palace is open, to enter or not to enter?

Now turn around and leave, nothing, how it was before, and how it will be in the future.

But this kind of thing will never happen once in this life, and it may be death, and it will soar into the sky!

"Shall we go back?" someone shouted.

There were no further changes in the Holy Palace, the Holy Light was still lingering, and the Holy Qi was full of energy, but the door was open.

Li Feng and the others, including Ji Yuntian, couldn't see what would be inside at all, like a giant beast with a big mouth open, as if waiting for the prey to enter.

"I'm not leaving, such a thing, Lao Tzu will never encounter a second time in his life, I want to become a dragon among people, I have to seize this opportunity. Someone shouted firmly.

For these people, there is no big opportunity in this life, maybe one day they will die on the way to the mission of Wanbaolou, or they will continue to live without doing anything until they die of old age.

"Miss. "Young Master. ”

The young master and young lady of the leading line did not speak, if they left at this time, they would be regarded as escaping, and they would inevitably be exterminated by Wanbaolou when they returned.

If you die here with them, Wanbaolou will still have a settling-in allowance, and your children will have the opportunity to be cultivated by Wanbaolou in the future.

Xiao Ting asked, "To enter, or not to enter?"

These words stirred in the minds of several other people, and it was difficult to make a choice for a while.

The blood of the three or four hundred people still remained on the shore, and the smell of blood rushed into the nasal cavity, as if to warn, come on, become one of them.

Mo Yanran didn't hesitate for a moment and took a step forward to show her choice.

She has ambitions in her heart, and she is determined to become a figure like the Nine Yin Empress in history and dominate the entire Ten Thousand Spirits Realm.

If you retreat at this moment, not only will you lose an opportunity, but in the future, on the Nine Tribulations of the Half-Saints, you will inevitably have a catastrophe that you can't overcome, and finally be killed by the catastrophe and turn into the loess smoke and dust of the world.

"If you want to go back, go back, we won't blame you, tell the people from the outside world everything here, and let the ancestors come and deal with it. Lin Feng said.

With Lin Feng's words, nearly 100 people walked seventy or eighty.

"Coward!" Zhao Guanyun spat out, very disdainful of such behavior.

"People have their own aspirations, but this dooms them to be just subordinates, and they can't become superiors. Song Baiyu sneered.

"Baishu, aren't you going back?"

Song Baishu is Song Baiyu's cousin, he claims to be a think tank on weekdays, and he acts secretly, for which Song Baiyu has always been shameless.

"My cousin won't go back, so why should I go back? What's more, the children of the Song family are not greedy for life and afraid of death. Song Baishu said.

These words made Song Baiyu not picky at all, and nodded yes, this kid finally didn't lose the face of the Song family.

"What about you, aren't you leaving? Our agreement is over, so we can leave. Mo Yanran turned sideways and asked Li Feng.

"Heh, as the Baishu brother said, you don't leave a woman's house, so what can I say about retreating. Li Feng put away the smile on his face, it was rare to be serious "nonsense".

These words attracted the praise of many people secretly, and they could see that Li Feng was only a cultivator of the Xuan Realm, and he was not ashamed of his life.

"Let's get to know what this holy palace is. Xiao Ting strode forward.

There were still a lot of clothes left by the lake, and there was a little coagulated blood on them, and the smell of blood filled everyone's minds.

Many people still remember the tragic situation of the deceased, and involuntarily swallowed their saliva.

Xiao Ting took out a dinghy from the storage bag and threw it into the Blood Lake, but fortunately, the dinghy was a mysterious weapon and was not corroded by the thin holy blood in the lake.

The holy blood is as hot as magma, and a drop can drip through the Xuan Iron, and if the monks of the Xuan Realm approach, they will be corroded by the blood and qi to death.

Zhao Guanyun and Lin Feng took out the tools for crossing the lake, either a flying sword or a flying carpet.

"Come up. Mo Yanran took out a piece of white silk and spread it on the blood lake.

Li Feng and four or five people from the Mo family walked up and walked on the ground.

"Let's go!"

The area of the Blood Lake is not large, and it seems to be a distance of one or two miles from the Holy Palace, but the space near the Holy Palace has folded, and everyone has actually crossed a full ten miles.

When he stepped on the ground of the Holy Palace, a nervous heart fell a lot, but fortunately, there were no strange creatures in the Blood Lake, otherwise he would not have crossed the Blood Lake so easily.

In front of the gate of the holy palace, there is a staircase of 99 steps, and the stairs are depicted with various patterns of strange beasts, which are lifelike, as if they can jump out in the next moment.

When Li Feng stepped on it, he still felt incredible.

"Be careful, my perception is severely suppressed here, and then it's basically up to you. Ji Yuntian reminded.

Li Feng's heart chuckled for a moment, and then calmed down, when did I rely on Ji Yuntian so much? This is not a good thing.

"Li Feng, hurry up, what are you doing there?" Mo Yanran shouted back.

"It's coming, it's coming. ”

Everyone was on guard as if they were facing a great enemy, and slowly stepped into the unknown holy palace.

There seems to be a layer of light curtain at the entrance of the holy palace, which can isolate the perception of the monks, and after passing through, it seems to come to another world, a golden and brilliant hall.

The main hall is extremely empty, and there are three golden doors in front of it, which are engraved with three ancient gold lacquer texts, as if they are the essence of the precipitation of the years.

"Boom!"

The gates of the Holy Palace closed on their own.

Frightened, many people hurriedly turned around and went up to see why the door was closed and whether it could be opened again.

"Don't look at it, the door won't open. Song Baishu shouted.

I don't know when, Song Baishu went to the front of the three golden trees.

Song Baiyu asked, "How do you know if you can't open it?"

"It's written here, there is no way forward, and there is no shore to turn back. ”

Song Baiyu stepped forward to watch, and sure enough, there were eight ancient texts written in front of each door, but he didn't know what it meant.

Song Baishu dared to claim to be a wise man, naturally he was not a person who deceived the world and stole fame, and it was not surprising that he had read thousands of books since he was a child, and he knew ancient texts.

"He's right, it does say, 'Go forward, look back'. Lin Feng supported, "This is a kind of writing from tens of thousands of years ago. ”

The speaker has no intention, the listener has a heart, these words are strange and harsh in Song Baiyu's ears, as if Lin Feng is saying that he does not learn and has no skills.

Lin Feng is also not very human, among the younger generation of the Lin family in Wanbaolou, his talent can be ranked in the top five, not only has extraordinary cultivation talent, but also has a reputation for being knowledgeable.

"What's written on it?" Xiao Ting asked.

"From left to right, they are the three words soul, qi, and body. ”

"What does that mean?" Zhao Guanyun asked, "Could it be an allusion to the three major paths of cultivation?"

As we all know, training the soul, training the qi, and training the body are the three major paths of a monk, and the cultivation in the world is nothing more than these three paths.

"It should be eight or nine and ten. Lin Feng nodded in agreement.

There were a total of twenty-four people at the scene, most of them were Qi cultivators, and there were very few people who practiced their bodies and souls.

Despite this speculation, no one dared to open any of the doors, and in an instant, the hall fell silent.

"Little Ji Ji, what do you think?"

Li Feng wanted to ask Ji Yuntian, but Ji Yuntian didn't respond, thinking that this kind of suppression was enough to make Ji Yuntian unable to transmit the sound.

"In that case, let the old man come first. ”