The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Although Wuqi was surprised that Dou Sheng resumed his actions so quickly, he didn't think much about it. He was still wondering whether Jin Xiong and others had done something about his falling from the stairs. He didn't suspect it for a while. on the stairs

The first person to discover the difference in the stairs was not Jin Xiong, but the Cave God.

To be precise, they are the Gu worms raised on the cave god.

I saw the cave god here walking up step by step. Gradually the surrounding environment began to change. The gate of the distant temple was getting closer and closer to him. He walked a few steps quickly and came to the gate of the temple. There is a gate. His consciousness has detected that there are many ninth-level spiritual objects and Mahayana opportunities in the temple. As long as the gate is opened, the treasures in the temple will be at his fingertips.

A trace of confusion flashed in the eyes of the Cave God. He always felt that he had forgotten something, something was not right. Someone seemed to be calling him in the distance, but the Mahayana opportunity was right in front of him. Whether the Luohua Cave could take advantage of the situation all depended on whether he could grasp it. This opportunity, so he didn't have time to think too much, raised his hand to push open the door of the temple.

And just when the cave god's hand was about to touch the temple door, a buzz suddenly exploded in the cave god's mind!

At the same time, a sharp and sharp tingling sensation also came from his consciousness.

The cave god was in agony as if someone had stabbed him in the head with an awl. His eyes suddenly darkened, his steps stopped, his whole body hunched over, and he rolled twice on the stairs.

When he came back to his senses, he saw Qi Emperor holding a rope in his hand. When he looked carefully, he saw that the other end of the rope was tied to his body. The whole person was tied upright, and even the whole body was protected by aura. A lot of the rays of light were blocked.

"Are you awake?"

Seeing that the eyes of the cave god finally became clear again, Qi Di asked, raised his hand, and the rope tied to the cave god loosened and flew back to Qi Emperor's storage ring.

The cave god didn't even need to ask, he knew that he was probably hit, because he was less than a foot away from the edge of the stairs at the moment.

The severe pain in his head just now was caused by the poisonous insects in his body as a warning.

Seeing the cave god's pale face in pain, and probably guessing that the Gu worm helped him get out of trouble, Emperor Qi couldn't help but be a little curious, and asked through a message:

"How many weird bugs have you raised?"

The cave god's eyes were empty, he shook his head and said suddenly:

"Innumerable, simply innumerable."

Before he started practicing, he started raising insects and kept raising them until the Mahayana stage. If it weren't for these bugs, his magical powers would be at least half missing.

Emperor Qi raised his eyebrows and did not continue to ask. Instead, he asked:

"Did you just fall under the spell of illusion?"

The cave god nodded, sighed, stood up, straightened his appearance, and then said:

"Actually, it's not such a perfect illusion. It's just that I was temporarily confused by the weakness, and I was greedy for profit!"

The cave god said, covering his face with one hand and letting out a long sigh.

Sure enough, you shouldn't be impatient.

Emperor Qi heard this, thought for a while, and then said:

"Keep walking, always be careful."

After she finished speaking, she glanced back and then continued walking upward.

But this time, he was 100% alert.

The cave god also understood that this was not the place for much chatting, and followed him.

Naturally, other Mahayana monks noticed the strange movement happening on the side of the Cave God. Seeing the person who was about to fall down the stairs being pulled back from the side of the stairs by his companions, and guessing about it through their conversation, they couldn't help but have different thoughts. different.

Qi Gu and Hen Daozhi looked at each other and nodded in unison;

On the other hand, although Wu Qian also noticed this, he did not take the illusion brought by the stairs too seriously.

After all, he was the only late Mahayana monk present.

Although Jin Xiong, who was walking at the forefront, didn't show it on his face, he was already fully vigilant in his heart.

As for the final two, Dou Sheng and Wu Qi, they were also unclear.

It was only then that these Mahayana monks realized that this long staircase was not as harmless as it appeared, but contained a hidden mystery.

As for whether there are other murderous intentions hidden, etc., it is unknown for the time being.

However, now that they know that this ladder is not completely harmless, as long as they keep their spirits up and be vigilant, considering the cultivation and experience of Mahayana monks like them, it is enough to avoid resisting most dangers.

About an hour later, Jin Xiong, who was walking in front on the left, had reached about half of the entire staircase. He couldn't help but look down, sighing in his heart that if he could fly, it would only take half a quarter of an hour at most to go from bottom to top. Just arrived.

Wherever it is like now, even if it uses the divine walking step, it is still slow.

Jin Xiong, who was used to coming and going as he pleased, was very uncomfortable.

He had also thought about using teleportation, but when he remembered the miserable state Dou Sheng was in when he was struck by the Gengjin Divine Thunder, he felt that there was nothing wrong with walking slowly.

Anyway, the mysterious realm will continue to be open for three months, so there is no rush.

Before these Mahayana monks could reach the door of the temple, Gu Changhuan had already emptied all nine treasure houses! Tianlai Novel Network

Before leaving, Gu Changhuan secretly glanced at the spirit-stopping formation several times.

If he destroys this spirit-stopping formation...

Gu Changhuan thought excitedly, and finally sighed.

If there weren't two human Mahayana monks in the third-level formation, he would definitely have done this.

In other words, if the ancestor of Shangming was among them, he would definitely find a way to destroy this spirit-stopping formation without hesitation.

"What a pity..."

Gu Changhuan said so, and left the place after collecting the Immortal Map.

As for what will happen in the temple later, Gu Changhuan didn't care.

Anyway, there are not many good things in the temple, and with his current cultivation, it is impossible for him to dance in front of these Mahayana monks, so it is useless to stay here.

Just as Gu Changhuan fled far away to find other high-level spiritual objects, after experiencing a long and tense test of the stair illusion, Wu Qian and his group finally arrived in front of the temple gate.

It's not that Jin Xiong was kind and wanted to wait for others, but he found that he had no way to open the door of the temple by himself.

Jin Xiong was a little caught off guard by this situation.

However, he was a Mahayana monk after all, with extraordinary knowledge and experience, and coupled with the special features of this place, he quickly guessed the reason.

It seems that the door of this temple needs people with barbarian blood to open it.

Thinking of this, Jin Xiong glanced at Wu Qian who was still pacing quickly on the stairs.

No wonder this old guy was not in a hurry, it turned out that there was such a reason.

Unfortunately, the information in the notes left by the predecessors was too little. If he had known earlier that only cultivators with barbarian blood could open this door, why would he be so anxious? But he was indeed impatient. It was understandable that it would not be so easy for outsiders like them to enter the temple of the barbarians.

Thinking of this, Jin Xiong's consciousness swept around, and after finding that his consciousness could not penetrate the temple at all, he sighed in his heart and sat cross-legged.

As for the island above his head, although it looked like the residence of the cultivators, it was located in the sky, and Jin Xiong did not dare to take the risk.