Chapter seven hundred and seventeen entering the door of death
Then, Chen Hao looked at Shengmen.
The living door has been opened silently, and behind the door, there is still a flowing bright green light.
Chen Hao did not enter the living door, but used his spiritual consciousness to enter the door.
Immediately, he saw a huge light gate in the bright green light, which was exactly the same as the light gate he saw when he entered the Shengmen after the end of the previous game.
Obviously, that is the passage to the next game or fantasy.
Chen Hao probed his spiritual consciousness into the light door.
In an instant, countless bizarre scenes appeared in his consciousness.
These pictures include modern cities, desolate suburbs, uninhabited wilderness, blazing deserts, and endless oceans... None of the pictures are the same, and they are all lifelike.
In the picture, there are all kinds of people and monsters doing different things.
Chen Hao saw the scene of the first fantasy he had experienced: endless snow, dense woods, and houses with billowing smoke... Inside the house, Zhao Dazheng was sitting on a wooden bench, sharpening a hatchet, as if he was
Wait for the prey to come to you.
Chen Hao also saw the second fantasy scene he experienced.
In the courtyard on all sides, nine little ghosts sat in a circle, clapping their hands and singing the children's song "Throwing Handkerchiefs."
Obviously, every picture is an illusion.
At a glance, the pictures are endless.
This means that the illusion is also endless.
Chen Hao was shocked.
If he was just an ordinary monk and was sucked into this black bead, he would definitely die.
Even if you rely on wisdom and courage to survive one illusion, there will be another, more cruel illusion waiting for you.
Get through the next one, and the next one, over and over again, never ending, until you die.
This is the cruelest thing about black beads. People mistakenly think that there is hope of escape as long as they pass through the illusion, but in the end they find that every hope is just a fantasy.
Chen Hao did not check other illusions and took back his consciousness.
He now has the ability to break the rules of illusions. No matter what illusions he experiences again, he can directly break the magic with force and rely on Gan Yin Jue to absorb the discrete Yin Qi and strengthen himself until he breaks the seal of the black beads and escapes.
This is the best and safest way.
But Chen Hao didn't want to waste any more time.
After regaining his full power, Chen Hao already felt that the flow rate of time in the illusion in the black bead was consistent with the outside world.
In other words, as long as he spends in the illusion, the outside world will pass.
He went through four levels of the Zhao brothers' illusion, and two levels of the illusion of losing the handkerchief. Although he didn't calculate the time, it was estimated that at least one day had passed.
If you go to experience other illusions, two days on the weekend may not be enough.
Being delayed in going to work is a small matter, but being delayed in building formations is a big deal.
Therefore, we must get out of the black beads as soon as possible.
But what to do?
Chen Hao was not confused. After breaking the rules of the illusion and relying on the peak state of the late Mahayana, he had a deeper understanding of the black beads and already had a vague idea in his mind.
He walked to the open door of death and threw his consciousness into the flowing dark red light.
The feeling of danger arose spontaneously, but it was far less intense than when he first entered the handkerchief game and wanted to see the world outside the wall.
As Chen Hao's consciousness entered, the dark red light suddenly surged violently like a ladle of cold water poured into a boiling oil pan.
Chen Hao immediately added a layer of mana to his spiritual consciousness.
In the blink of an eye, those crimson light spots touched the spiritual consciousness.
Chen Hao immediately felt that the mana wrapped around his spiritual consciousness was being eroded by countless small and cold forces, and was rapidly decreasing.
But at the same time, the mana automatically counterattacked, shattering those crimson light spots and disappearing into the dark red light.
Chen Hao kept running the Qian Yin Jue, and in an instant, he felt that a large amount of tiny Yin energy was absorbed and submerged into the Dantian.
His eyes lit up and he thought to himself: "It is indeed so!"
The Door of Death represents death.
Therefore, regardless of the prey entering the illusion or the monsters derived from the illusion, they will be killed if they enter the door of death.
It's just that after the monsters derived from the illusion are killed, they can be resurrected by the illusion.
And the prey is really dead when it is killed.
But when the power of the prey is too strong and Death Door cannot kill it, the illusion is equivalent to running out of bugs.
In order to fix the bug, the illusion will continue to attack the prey until it completely kills the prey and returns to normal.
The essence of the illusion attack is discrete Yin Qi.
Therefore, as long as you absorb the attacks of illusions, you can quickly increase your strength, without having to slowly experience one illusion after another.
This is the possibility that Chen Hao speculated based on his understanding and knowledge of the Huanming Pearl based on his state and experience in the late Mahayana period.
It now appears that his conjecture was correct.
More and more crimson light spots came from the depths of the dark red light, as if overwhelming piranhas smelled the smell of blood, rushing towards Chen Hao's consciousness crazily, eroding the magic power above.
But the greater the number of them, the more they will be destroyed by the magic power, and the more Yin Qi Chen Hao will absorb.
However, Chen Hao still felt that he had not absorbed enough yin energy, so he simply stepped out and entered the door of death.
The dark red light suddenly surged wildly, as if a violent earthquake had occurred beneath the calm deep sea.
The crimson light spot also seemed to be violently stimulated and quickly grew in size. In the blink of an eye, it became the size of a human head. It no longer rushed towards the spiritual consciousness, but directly towards Chen Hao himself.
Chen Hao could see clearly that these enlarged dark red light spots were clearly faces.
These faces have no pupils in their eyes, their facial features are distorted, and they are full of pain and ferocity, which makes people shudder.
They were like vampires, opening their mouths to a limit that was impossible for humans to reach, revealing their crimson fangs, and biting Chen Hao fiercely.
Chen Hao turned a blind eye and strode towards the depths of the dark red light.
But countless sky-splitting sharp edges shot out from all parts of his body, chopping the crimson face into pieces.
The yin energy, which was much more abundant than before, was absorbed by Chen Hao and submerged into his Dantian.
As Chen Hao continued to go deeper, the number of crimson faces increased and their sizes became larger and larger, gradually changing from the size of a human head to the size of a basin.
Some particularly large faces even gave birth to deformed bodies like dwarfs. Not only did they swim faster, but they were also more aggressive.
But not only did Chen Hao not feel any difficulty, but he became stronger and more relaxed as he fought.
Because all the crimson faces he killed were absorbed into his own power, and then after his power became stronger, he killed more and more powerful crimson faces, and then transformed them into his own power.
This is equivalent to Huanjing dedicating his power to Chen Hao for free.
If this continues, one will wax and wane, and it won't take long for Chen Hao's power to exceed that of the illusion.
Fantasy seems to be aware of this as well.
Suddenly, all the crimson faces disappeared.
But Chen Hao's expression was stern.
He felt that a huge danger was quickly approaching from the front.