The underground of Hell's Gate is filled with smoke and the ground is full of potholes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info a giant snake thicker than a water tank quickly traveled through the dark ground. It came to a pile of huge snake eggs and spat out more than three feet long snake hyacinth to look around.

After a long time, the serpent still didn't notice any movement. He swallowed a few of the snake eggs on the ground and left. After some time, the serpent returned, swallowed a few more eggs, and left. For the whole day, the big snake carried the snake eggs in a loop. It never came back until it took the last few snake eggs in its mouth and left.

The depths of the crypt are infinitely wide, and the gates of hell, which seem to be relatively large, are just a small entrance. The serpent crawls quickly along the ground. After a long time, it came to a small hill in front of the bag. The mountain bag was densely packed with broken swords.

At the top of the mountain bag is a red temple. The plaque in front of the temple has fallen off and fallen to the ground. The plaque is covered with dust and the words on it are not legible.

The inner hall of the temple has a pile of snake eggs on the ground. The big snake crawled over and spit out a few snake eggs from its mouth one after another, and put them on top of the pile of snake eggs. It then coiled up and pressed the snake eggs underneath, apparently preparing to hatch them there.

After several days of waiting, the smoke from the gates of hell finally cleared. Mu Langqing summoned the people of the Snow Wolf Department and prepared them to enter the gates of hell.

Hassan of the Miansheng tribe also ordered his subordinates to open all the wooden boxes. Each wooden box contained a complete set of armor that could be protected from head to toe. In addition, there is an extremely long bundle of ropes and several spirit runes.

Hassan and the others changed their armor and then went to the edge of the gates of hell and lowered the ropes. One rope was obviously not long enough, and it was not enough for them to pick up another. The last three ropes were joined together to barely reach the bottom. The warriors of the Miansheng tribe are rude, but they are not afraid of death. They grabbed the rope and slid along the rock wall towards the valley floor.

After a while, there was a shout of "oh oh oh" from the bottom. Apparently, the first ones have safely reached the bottom. Hassan was the last to go down. Before leaving, he looked at the people in the snow wolf department, and deliberately made a gesture to wipe his neck to Xingkong.

Xingkong clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha!"

Mu Langqing smiled beside him and said, "If you don't kill him, he will kill you!"

Xingkong said: "I think that the nine people in their group are all warriors at the peak realm of the day after tomorrow. And there were four monks in our group, and the results of facing them can be imagined. ”

Mu Langqing said: "The biggest danger to the gates of hell is not them but something else, so you can do it yourself!"

The Lightless Mage also asked Mu Langqing curiously: "You said that we only need to help you kill the expedition team of the Guang Miansheng Tribe." It's too easy!"

Mu Langqing said: "Limited to the constraints of the oath, the people of our Snow Wolf Department cannot kill each other with the people of the Miansheng tribe, so I need your help." ”

The Lightless Mage asked again, "What treasures are in the Gates of Hell, what do you want?"

Mu Langqing smiled and said, "Gramophone beads!"

The Lightless Mage asked, "What is that?"

Mu Langqing said: "It is a video kept by our ancestors. We treat them as treasures, but they are of no use to outsiders like you. But as long as you help me clear the obstacle of the Miansheng tribe, the reward I promised you will definitely be honored. ”

Mage Wuguang and Bai Liu'er both looked very happy when they heard this. Obviously, Mu Langqing promised them a lot of money. However, Mr. Mo and Xingkong looked preoccupied.

Xingkong looked at Mr. Mo and said, "Sir, if you have something on your mind, it's still too late to quit now." ”

Mr. Mo shook his head and said, "I was entrusted by the prince to find the nine-leaf lingzhi, and even if the future is unpredictable, I will never take half a step back." ”

Mr. Mo said, "I have an ominous premonition that we may never come back after entering the gates of hell this time. ”

When the Dull Mage heard this, he said, "It's just to deal with a few people who practice martial arts, what other dangers can there be." I think you're being too cautious!"

Mr. Mo snorted coldly and said, "Nine-leaf Lingzhi is a treasure that everyone dreams of. If it can really be easily found in the Gate of Hell, why don't the people from the Snow Wolf Department go down and find it themselves?" After speaking, he stared at Mu Langqing with both eyes, wanting to hear how he answered.

Mu Langqing smiled and said, "Nine-leaf Lingzhi is indeed produced in the gate of hell, don't you believe it." As for why we never sent people to look for it. That's because we also know that that kind of spiritual grass is hard to come by, and it's not worth wasting our time and energy. Our sole purpose in venturing into the gates of hell is to find the remnants of our ancestors. As for anything else, put it back. Because the Gates of Hell flame usually go out for no more than a month. If you don't return after a month, you'll all be burned to death. ”

Mr. Mo asked, "You have been exploring the Gates of Hell for so many years, how big is it underneath?"

Mu Langqing said with a serious face: "It's so big that you can't imagine it, and you won't believe it when you say it." We've never found the edge of it. And it was rumored that there was another layer underneath it, but we never got there. ”

Seeing them chattering, Master Dulllight said impatiently, "How are we going down, do we also have to borrow the rope left by the Miansheng tribe?"

Mu Langqing took out a few primary teleportation talismans from his arms and distributed them to everyone, and said, "Let's have some high-level ones!"

The crowd laughed. Then, in pairs, they activated the teleportation charm and entered the gates of hell. Xingkong and Mr. Mo were the last group to enter.

Mu Langqing waited at the entrance of the gate of hell and did not go down. He sneered and went back to his tent to sleep.

As soon as Hassan reached the bottom, he was surrounded by several other warriors.

"Have you ever seen Shile's body?" asked Hassan.

Everyone shook their heads and said they hadn't seen it. "Don't worry," Hassan said, "for if he falls from such a height, he will surely die." As for his body, it may have been taken by some underground creature. ”

"So what do we do next?" asked one of the warriors.

Hassan took out a map from his bosom, pointed to a hill above it, and said, "We should rush to the sword mound immediately." When the sword shrine is opened, whoever enters first will have a chance to get more treasures. ”

"Yes!" everyone replied in unison. Hassan then left with them.

As soon as they left, the people from the Snow Wolf Department arrived one after another. After that, the Lightless Mage, Bai Liu'er, and Xingkong also reached the bottom of the valley one after another.