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Chapter 258: The Miraculous Axe

"Brothers, I'm sorry." Murong Xiaotian glanced at the entrance door for the last time and ducked into the door on the left.

Although he won the bet this time, what happens next?

It's not yet certain whether this path is the right path. Even if it is, it means he got the 'Crystal Stone' as he wished, and he also hit the 'City Soul' as he wished. Then what about coming out.

You still face the choice of life or death.

There are three doors there. A door of death, an exit, and an insignificant door. The chance of opening the exit is only one-third.

Even if you are lucky, what opens is not the door to death. But if you dare to say it, it will definitely open an exit.

What if the door opposite the exit was opened?

Aren't you back to the starting point, facing the choice of life and death again?

So, even if this is the right path, you may have to face more than one life-and-death decision when you come out. Moreover, for each decision, the chance of escape is only one-third.

Needless to say, if this road is still the wrong one, the number of life and death choices you have to face will be even greater.

You said, in this case, how could Murong Xiaotian let his brothers and sisters take this risk?

Since it was he, Murong Xiaotian, who brought everyone here, he has the obligation to ensure their safety. If the entire army was annihilated and left here, how could he feel at ease?

Especially the ghost warriors and Ling'er. They only have one life. Even if they are killed ten or a hundred times, they must never let the ghost warriors and Ling'er take this risk.

He, Murong Xiaotian, could be a gambler for a time and place a life-threatening bet, but he could not and had no right to let these brothers and sisters gamble with him.

The establishment of the feasibility conference is imminent. We are here again. Just give up. Murong Xiaotian will never give up. It is not his nature to shrink from the battle.

For him, there is no second way to go. Even if the chance of success is only one percent, he still has to take the risk; either succeed or go back. It's that simple.

Therefore, he had to resort to underhanded tactics to trick Lei Ting Xuan and the others out.

It was up to him to do this kind of thing that could cost him his life at any time.

The magic lamp was in the hands of the ghost warrior. Murong Xiaotian could only take out another magic lamp from the package; in fact, with their current level, even if there is no lighting, in a place without any light .You can still see clearly anything within twenty or thirty meters.

It's just that there is a light to illuminate it. You can see further. If there is a strange thing, you can find it earlier. The safety factor can also be relatively improved.

Relatively speaking, Murong Xiaotian can move much faster alone.

This road is actually exactly the same as the one they took before; it is also a corridor three meters wide and three meters high, and it is also made of ice from top to bottom and from left to right.

What's even more outrageous is that Murong Xiaotian walked forward two to three hundred meters, and there was still no turn, no fork in the road, and no trace of the monster in sight.

"Damn it. It's just a replica of that road." Murong Xiaotian muttered secretly.

However, based on this alone, you still can't tell whether this road is a road of life or a road of death.

Soon, we reached the end of the road. The length of this road was much shorter than the previous road. It was only more than 500 meters long.

But when they arrived, Murong Xiaotian was dumbfounded. The end here was exactly the same as the previous road.

It is also a dead end with an ice wall. There is also a door on this ice wall.

"Grandma, is your luck so bad? It's a dead end." Murong Xiaotian thought secretly.

After thinking about it, no matter what, I'd better check it out first.

But after some investigation, the result is still the same as before. There is no mechanism to open this door.

Now, Murong Xiaotian was in trouble.

What to do next? Are you like the Ghost Warrior? Break down this door and take a look.

To be honest, if the ghost warriors did not destroy the door on the road ahead, Murong Xiaotian would turn around and leave without hesitation when he saw this situation.

He could go to the last road first, that is, the road opposite the entrance, to see the situation before making the next step.

If that road is completely different from these two roads, it means that that road is the correct road.

But if that road is exactly the same as these two roads, at least Murong Xiaotian can know it. This is a selective setting.

Three identical corridors. Three identical doors. Behind one of them is the correct passage. The other two doors are smashed open. There is a huge danger behind them.

If that were the case, it wouldn't be too late to slowly choose which door to smash.

But now, he has no choice at all. What if there is a right path ahead?

You know, every time you open or close the door in the ice room, you are risking your life.

"Damn it. Give it a try." After thinking about it for a while, Murong Xiaotian decided to give it a try.

Anyway, every step you take now is a gamble. So why not gamble one more time.

At least if you smash it, you will know immediately which is the correct passage.

"The bastard who designed this is so sinister." Murong Xiaotian cursed fiercely again. He took out the Purgatory Blood Ax and smashed it hard against the ice door.

This time it was different from before. Murong Xiaotian struck it with an axe. It was not the sound of cracking ice, but the sound of "crash". It completely collapsed.

"Fuck. There is a way. A magical axe." Seeing this completely different result, Murong Xiaotian was overjoyed and muttered in the tone of a ghost warrior.

But just as he spoke, there was a "boom" and a powerful blue flame exuding a strong aura of decay swept out like a hurricane and engulfed him instantly.

"My day." Murong Xiaotian jumped out in an instant. His left hand flew out a healing spell to bless himself. With his right hand, he took out a large bottle of life potion and poured it into his mouth as fast as lightning.

Netherworld Fire. This damn thing is actually Netherworld Fire. This thing is more terrifying than the Netherworld Corrosive Water. If you don't escape, you will die very, very ugly.

With a leap, a ball of fire was formed. In a flash of thought, he blessed a 'Holy Armor Technique'. 'Phantom Drift' instantly reached its limit of twelve times, and he ran away frantically.

However, he was fast. The netherworld fire flew faster. It was like a blue fire dragon. It sprayed out. Murong Xiaocai ran twenty or thirty meters away and was swallowed up by it again.

There was a "stinging" sound all over the body. It seemed that every inch of skin was burning. It was as if it had been thrown into an alchemy furnace.

Only now did Murong Xiaotian finally understand why Sun Wukong had to make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace. Even if he had been trained like this for seventy-seven and forty-nine days, he would not give up either.

The eyes were full of blue flames. The pain seemed to be burning from the inside out, from the skin to the bones. If Murong Xiaotian had not been tempered in the nine-story exquisite tempering tower, he would not be able to bear it.

Except for the fire, or the fire, there was no way to see the road at all. Murong Xiaotian just ran with all his strength based on his feeling. He struggled desperately with his will.

The health value dropped crazily.

All he can do now is to run at full speed based on his consciousness while pouring bottles of life potions into his mouth.

"Could it be such a failure?" Murong Xiaotian felt a trace of unwillingness in his heart.

The fire in the nether world flew faster than me. Even if I managed to survive and ran to the ice room, it would be different. It was also a sea of ​​fire. I still couldn't escape death.

Think about it, have you suffered too little? In the eyes of others, Murong Xiaotian is the number one person in "Destiny", and his reputation is unparalleled.

But who knows how many times they have been on the verge of death and how many times they have narrowly escaped death.

Mountains of swords and seas of fire. Buried in cold ice and earth. Knives, chops and punches. What kind of sins have I never suffered? What kind of pain have I not endured?

Who else, like me, has endured the loneliness of walking alone in the vast world.

A strong life does not require a reason, but it definitely requires extraordinary experiences.

A man with an iron will is not born, but is forged by fate.

Even if there is only one ten thousandth chance, I will never give up. Even if it comes to the last moment, I will never admit defeat.

"Ah." Murong Xiaotian bit his tongue fiercely to focus his messy consciousness, and a lion-like roar broke out from his mouth.

Gather all your energy and run with all your strength.

Suddenly, a force suddenly rose up in his body and quickly swam into his legs. Murong Xiaotian's body exploded out like a flying bullet.

The running speed suddenly became several times faster. It was like lightning flashing by.

‘Phantom Drift’ once again broke through the limit and advanced. This idea flashed in Murong Xiaotian’s mind.

But he couldn't care about this at all now. Even though he was pouring life potion into his mouth like crazy, his health was about to bottom out. The pain all over his body seemed to have made his brain lose its function.

Just relying on his firm willpower, his subconscious mind told him to run with all his strength and keep pouring life potion into his mouth. His subconscious mind told him that he must get out alive.

His whole body felt light. Murong Xiaotian finally rushed out of the sea of ​​fire. His eyes suddenly opened. He finally saw the road. The door to the ice room was less than 20 meters in front of him.

Rushing in like lightning, Murong Xiaotian kicked the door open and closed it with a sound of "touch."

Then, the whole person "thumped" and lay down on the ground, motionless.

His whole body was burned to pieces. His whole body was like a piece of black coal. He only had less than 50 health points left.

It's basically a complete circle around the gate of hell.

"Damn. A magical axe." Murong Xiaotian uttered a few words with a bitter smile. Then he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

I had concentrated all my energy just now, but now I suddenly relaxed. My whole body felt like it was falling apart.

As for which door will be opened now, he is too lazy to look at it. Anyway, he has no choice at all.


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