"That's it?"

I sneered disdainfully, and instead of using the ghost movement technique to dodge, I swung my mahogany sword, activating the blessings of wind, thunder and yin fire, and slashed at the paper figurine.

"You actually saw through my tricks, how is that possible? Ah!"

The paper girl was shocked.

The Taomu Sword came at her, and she could only block it. She was knocked away with one blow, and there were several burnt black marks on her body.

Peng!

She landed awkwardly, and stepped back more than ten steps like a real person with a heavy "kick, kick, kick, kick", and then looked at me in shock.

I gave up when the situation was good and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue it.

"How about it, am I qualified to enter?"

I casually held a sword flower in my hand and asked with a sneer.

The female paper figure was silent for a moment and bowed slightly to me: "Your Excellency has obtained the qualification, please come with me."

Saying this, she turned around and left.

I smiled faintly, kept a distance of five or six meters from her, and followed her.

Not long after, we arrived at a three-way fork in the road.

The female paper figure walked towards the rightmost road without hesitation. I hesitated for a moment and followed her towards this road.

The journey that followed was simply outrageous. Countless paths were intertwined and seemed to form the most complicated network.

I followed her turning left and right for half an hour. I felt dizzy. I was glad that I was not stubborn enough to find my own way. Otherwise, how much time would have been spent just on determining the path?

The point is, sometimes the path is upward, but sometimes it's downward. Now, I can't even tell if I'm underground?

In fact, the path is so complicated that even though I can never forget it, I still feel dizzy.

It proves that there are many evil formations to confuse the mind. Otherwise, I will definitely remember it clearly.

It can be seen how cautious and careful the people who arranged this place are, it can even be said to be cunning!

Finally, before I felt impatient, the paper girl stopped.

But we are still in a channel.

Before I could ask any questions, the paper man suddenly slammed his head against the wall next to him!

With a bang, the surroundings shook several times, as if it was an iron head. Otherwise, how could such a huge impact come from?

A large crack opened in the wall, as if two big hands were pulling on both sides, and the wall quickly separated to both sides.

A new path appears.

Two giant red lanterns with a diameter of ten meters hang at the end of the passage.

Below it is a dark door, and in front of the door, there are male paper figures standing on the left and right.

Hearing the noise, the two male paper figures with dark eyes turned to look.

boom!

I felt like the front turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Hurling, there was blood and water splashing over, and there were corpses inside.

There are human mages, powerful monsters, and strange monster corpses.

They were all floating in the sea of ​​blood, exuding a disgusting blood and stench, which made my stomach churn.

"Would you like to play illusion with me?"

I gritted my teeth in anger and silently recited the Ghost Gate Meditation Mantra in my heart.

After chanting three times in a row, the illusion in front of him shattered.

In front of the dark door, two male paper figures said "Eh" at the same time.

The paper girl next to me slowly turned her head and stared at me.

Although the paper figure had no expression, I understood her meaning. She was expressing shock.

The speed at which I got rid of the illusion was so fast that it only took a few seconds. It would be surprising if people weren't surprised.

"What a good idea. According to the rules, you can only enter after passing the illusion level. You can go in now. If it is convenient, please tell me your name."

One of the male paper figures spoke very politely.

I just realized that love has to pass two tests in a row.

"Facial Shura." I gave my name.

"Uninvited guest without invitation letter, Facebook Shura, qualified to participate, please open the door."

A certain paper man turned around and shouted loudly at the black door.

"Squeaky!"

The dark door opens inwards.

The paper people made a gesture to invite them in.

I gritted my teeth, vaguely feeling that I was approaching great danger.

But it seems that this is also the deep secret hidden here.

"You have accomplished so much, so don't let your efforts fall short! If I back down now, all my previous efforts will be wasted."

Strengthening my heart, I strode in.

Behind you, the door slowly closed.

There is a huge room inside, with torches burning around it, and the environment is dark.

There was an oversized wooden round table in the center, and dozens of weirdos were sitting around the table.

They all turned their heads to look.

Yes, weirdo.

They are said to be strange because these twenty-three men and women all wear strange masks.

Some are scary monster masks, some are cute cartoon masks, and a few women are wearing ancient Egyptian pharaoh masks.

It’s amazing, there are all kinds of weird masks.

I subconsciously touched the facial mask on my face and called out luck.

"This is a makeup event, and all the participants are wearing masks. How stupid would it be for me to be the only one walking in with my real face?"

Thoughts were running through his mind and he said nothing.

Under the gaze of everyone, I walked to the large round table and noticed that there were many empty seats, so I randomly looked for a seat.

All the weirdos turned their heads and no longer paid attention to me.

Of course, no one took the initiative to talk to me. This atmosphere? It’s suffocating!

It's as if they are enemies with each other, without any friendly feelings at all.

I originally planned to find an opportunity to talk to the man on the left who was closer to me, wearing a dragon mask, and find out the inside story, but after seeing everyone's separate behavior, I had no choice but to keep quiet.

I scanned the surroundings with the corner of my eye, and my heart skipped a beat before I saw clearly, okay, there are black doors all around.

After counting, I am afraid there are more than thirty black doors?

"So, every participant took a different path to get here? Why is this? Is it too easy?"

I secretly cursed and thought that the designer was out of his mind.

Counting me, there are a total of twenty-four participants here.

I can't tell whether these guys are humans, ghosts or demons.

Because, after the Taoist practice reaches a certain level, as long as the mana fluctuations are hidden, it will be difficult for outsiders to identify the race.

But it's different when fighting. The true aura will definitely be released, and then the species can be determined.

Right now, we can only guess at each other's race and identity.

There were six empty seats at the table, so I understood that the number of participants was set at thirty.

When there are thirty, the next step will be taken. Now, everyone is waiting for the next six participants.

At a certain moment, the door not far behind me rang.

I turned around to look and saw a figure walking in through the open black door.

He is tall and tall, wearing a black cloak, and a blue mask on his face, with the three characters "Hei Wuchang" written in traditional Chinese on the forehead of the mask.

Okay, so perfunctory, can it be considered a mask of black impermanence?
Chapter completed!