Ancient, vicissitudes, the horn in the hand of Zhushan felt as if he had entered the torrent of recklessness, countless fights, whistling sounds one after another, if it wasn't for the shadow to see that something was wrong and wake up Zhushan, he might have to sink into the boundless sea of bitterness of the horn magic sound.

A large pool of cold sweat broke out on his back, and he hurriedly stuffed the six-inch-long horn into the storage bag, and Zhushan was about to take out the sheepskin.

Suddenly, the Demon Shadow snorted coldly: "You dare to touch the things in this Demon Hall with your hands?

Zhushan's hand stopped in mid-air in a daze, turned around and said, "Okay, so I can do this!"

Before the words fell, Zhushan casually waved out a demonic qi, the sheepskin looked ancient, but it was slowly spread out under the sweep of the demonic qi, not only Zhushan, but even the demon shadow in Zhushan's body stared at it.

The sheepskin is not very large, much smaller than a general shawl, and there are dense black patterns on it, so that Zhushan has no clue to see it.

"What are these lines and patterns?" Takeyama muttered to himself, confused.

"It looks like it's supposed to be a map of a labyrinth, you put it away, maybe it can come in handy in the Demon Temple. The Shadow groaned.

Carefully put away the sheepskin map, Zhushan quickly ran towards the demon hall, this time he did not make any more stops, the distance of more than 10,000 zhang was almost in the blink of an eye.

While passing through the light curtain of the Demon Palace, Zhushan felt as if he had entered an ethereal realm, but this wonderful feeling only lasted for a moment, and when Zhushan walked into an incomparably deep tunnel alley, he found that the whole world had become silent.

The tunnel alley in front of you is almost impossible to see, but the stone walls on both sides are almost much higher than the temple walls outside.

Shout!

Zhushan just wanted to fly to a high place to take a look, but was interrupted by the demon shadow: "There is a forbidden space magic circle here, you can't fly high!"

"Do you want to walk over then?" Takeyama muttered.

"There are hardly any flaws in this tunnel. The material is made of ancient black magic rocks, you can try it first!" said the Shadow.

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At this time, Wan Xuanfeng, who had entered the Demon Hall earlier, had already appeared on a silver-white jade platform, and behind him was a dark passage, he looked at it with palpitations, and then swept it on the jade platform and found that there was no abnormality, so he sat quietly on the ground and closed his eyes and breathed.

Wan Xuanfeng was dressed in a black magic robe, and several big holes were broken at this moment. And there was a deep sword wound on his back, the wound was more than a foot long, almost spreading to his waist, and the skin and flesh were folded to both sides under the extremely essence of the demonic qi infused by the late demon infant monk, and the wound could not be healed for a while.

At the same time, almost everywhere in the labyrinth, there are some unheard of and unseen monsters.

When the Heavenly Sword Gate Sword Wuchen passed through the thirtieth tunnel, he finally encountered a skeleton knight wearing black armor, and the fluctuations emitted by the skeleton knight were not weaker than ordinary demon infant monks.

Swish!

The sharp magic sword in Jian Wuchen's hand instantly slashed out a sword qi, and the sword qi roared and rotated in mid-air, sending out a thunderous roar......

But to Jian Wuchen's shock, the skeleton knight was motionless, just holding the huge bone sword in place to block in the air. Poof......

The sword qi of the sword without even touching the skeleton knight's body was annihilated in the air.

But what Jian Wuchen didn't know was that every time he attacked, the temple walls on both sides seemed to have an indescribable magic power, and less than seventy percent of the mana on weekdays was weakened in front of the skeleton knight.

And the skeleton knight didn't know if it was demonic energy, and in less than ten rounds, the skeleton knight became more and more courageous, and Jian Wuchen looked at this strange temple wall with a blue face and shouted angrily.

The golden flying sword behind Jian Wuchen came out of its sheath with a bang, and in the golden light, Jian Wuchen's figure and golden light fused together, and he actually performed a killing move that combined his body and sword!

Click!

The Skeleton Knight was finally slashed in two in this sword move. And Jian Wuchen exhaled a breath of hot air, and with the sword light of the unity of his body and sword, he quickly shot away into the depths of the tunnel.

In the whole labyrinth, there are thousands of tunnels. Among them, there are countless ghosts and monsters.

The old man of the Blood River Hall of Blood River turned into a bloody spirit and slaughtered all the ghost crows in front of him, but before the old man of the Blood River could fly to the next tunnel, he was stopped by a green ghost with cyan scales all over his body.

The blood qi blade slashed on the cyan scales and was bounced back, and the old man of the blood river looked at the huge green ghost with a solemn face, and the way forward was blocked.

Wuji Sect Wufangzi, under the support of the four bronze puppets in front and behind, broke through the three labyrinths, but was stopped by two powerful ghosts holding black scythes in the fourth way. Among the four bronze puppets, the two in front of them were almost all cut into a pile of scrap metal by the ghost.

The Demon Infant Monk may have passed quickly, and the ordinary monsters in the maze did not dare to show up to intercept them.

But for those false infancy monks, or even ordinary elixir monks, it was a mistake for them to enter the labyrinth from the beginning.

Although many monks gather together, they will face endless ghosts, monsters, ghost crows, ghost snakes, strong ghosts, black water monsters, and so on...... These are all ghosts of the Nine Netherworlds. But here he caught the Terran monks by surprise.

The ghost qi can be replenished at the highest level here, and the demonic qi of all the people is getting less and less as they fight, and they are even faintly devoured by the entire labyrinth, and almost every minute, dozens of Demon Pill Stage monks die in the mouths of ghosts and monsters.

Although this maze of the demon temple seems to have no way out, but when the ghosts in a tunnel are slaughtered, a new tunnel suddenly appears in front of everyone's eyes, which invisibly gives everyone a hint:

To make your way through the labyrinth, you'll have to kill all the enemies in front of you!

Lingyu Ancestor was standing in the middle of a superb lotus jade seat at this time, and thirty-six petals were constantly flying in the air, firmly protecting Lingyu Ancestor in the middle......

After killing a powerful ghost creature, Lingyu Ancestor fiddled with the remains of the ghost creature, and found something that shocked her.

A pale golden token lay quietly in the body of the ghost, and the token was engraved with two words: worry-free!

"It turned out to be the personal thing of the carefree real person, could it be that a demon infant monk was actually killed by a ghost thing?" Lingyu Old Ancestor hesitated for a while, and finally shook his head again.

Turning around, I suddenly saw that there were six fingers growing on the ghost thing's right hand!

Worry-free real people are also right-handed six-fingered......

Lingyu Ancestor suddenly had a bad guess in his heart, if the monks were lost in this labyrinth, they might become a puppet of the labyrinth, and they would be imprisoned for eternity.

It's a labyrinth of despair, as long as you hesitate and panic...... This is where the monk is buried.

There were more than eighty Demon Infant Stage monks and more than 13,000 Demon Pill Stage monks who entered the labyrinth, and the number of people was almost half reduced in less than an hour. (To be continued......)