"Why was it not so dangerous the last time we entered the Golden Tower? What happened to the Golden Tower this time?"
Some people have entered the Golden Tower for the second time, and they did not rush into the scorching sun that requires sacrifice.
When the scorching sun exploded into pieces, their eyes reflected a suffocating sense of destruction.
Suddenly, someone screamed and fled in horror to avoid the falling ashes.
"This is a sudden change in the Golden Tower!"
Just when Mu Siyi slashed out with his sword, the golden token in Xu Lingqing's hand actually activated the function of protecting the master.
The next second, Xu Lingqing wiped off the blood stains on the purple gold hairpin in her hand and inserted it into her hair, raising the golden token in her palm high.
The Changjin Token is the pass to the Golden Tower, and it is also a rare item that can control the judgment in the Golden Tower.
The moment the golden token shone with golden light, all the embers of the scorching sun flew away from her.
Xu Lingqing glared at Mu Siyi indifferently, holding the token vertically with murderous intent.
"Destroy!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Xu Lingqing used the golden token in her hand to gather the auras of the world and the world around her.
It turned out that the power of the ember was already terrifying, and after being pulled, it turned into a ball of fire and was thrown out.
Mu Si Yifeng's pupils suddenly froze. He watched the fireball getting closer and closer to him, and a feeling of powerlessness suddenly surged into his heart.
He wanted to run but couldn't.
The sound of Qingming's fireball explosion was extremely soft at this moment, but it was this invisible fireball that directly swallowed up Mu Siyi's life.
Mu Siyi's body was instantly melted into nothingness, and he could no longer die.
Xu Lingqing stood there as cold as ice, holding the golden token and sucking a trace of power into her palm.
The power is gentle and manic, and the heat can't help but be mixed with a touch of coldness.
For Xu Lingqing now, all the coldness is swallowed up by her body of ice, and only the heat lingers in her heart.
Suddenly, Xu Lingqing felt a slight discomfort all over her body, and there was a large amount of sweat on her forehead.
She did not wipe the sweat off her forehead, but the sweat was condensed into frost by the cold inside her body.
The alternating hot and cold auras swarmed into Xu Lingqing's Dantian.
One hundred, five hundred, one thousand, two thousand...
A full two thousand auras were strongly integrated into Xu Lingqing's body, allowing her to break through to the third level of the Soul Condensation Realm in one fell swoop.
But after her breakthrough, her heart became increasingly depressed, as if something big was blocking her mind.
Xu Lingqing slowly closed his eyes and listened to the embers falling from the sky and falling to the ground.
A quarter of an hour passed.
As the embers dissipated, everyone who had originally wanted to enter the Golden Pagoda and found a chance breathed a sigh of relief.
"Is it safe?"
Someone asked softly in a tentative voice, looking around several times warily, and his voice suddenly rose in pitch.
"Look!"
"Four gates have appeared!"
As expected, after the scorching sun set, four light curtain gates appeared in the four directions of the southeast, northwest and northwest of the calm space.
Everyone's minds were racing and they thought of many possibilities, but no one dared to enter the door rashly.
Could the scorching sun be a trap set by Jin Gaolang?
Are these four light curtains the real way into the depths of the Golden Pagoda?
"When the Golden Pagoda was first opened, there were eight gates. Each door is a road, and each road has a different fate!"
"It is a great luck to get a good opportunity, otherwise the body will be gone and the soul will be extinct!"
The last time three thousand people entered the Golden Pagoda, but less than 30% came out, Qiao Siyue's insight immediately revealed the story of the four light curtains.
After he finished speaking, the entire space was silent, and the hearts of the less than 200 people left were beating faster and faster.
The quality between heaven and earth has always been five points good and five points bad since ancient times. That is to say, they have half the probability of getting a chance when they enter the door, and the remaining half probability is death.
There are countless people who have cultivated their abilities while living in the vast world, and there are even fewer who can become stronger and take further steps.
Having this half chance of becoming stronger is worth their while to win a future.
With a sonorous and powerful sound of determination coming from the corner, a skinny little monk who almost died under the embers of the scorching sun rushed into the light curtain due east.
In ancient times, purple air came from the east. Purple air represents nobility and peace, and also represents a good match from the east.
"God bless me!"
The voice of prayer echoed in this space, and his body penetrated into the light curtain.
Others swallowed the saliva in their throats, and their hearts that were ready to move became more and more intense.
Just two breaths later, everyone heard a heart-rending cry.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
After three piercing screams, the small ascetic was bombarded by some special force, and his body began to tremble violently uncontrollably.
"Ah!"
Another scream fell.
His originally clear eyes were instantly filled with turbidity. A pair of eyeballs shrank crazily, and then they widened, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
Qiao Siyue gathered his concentration and was shocked to find that the little monk had lost his breath of life for some unknown reason.
Looking closer, he saw that his clothes were not damaged at all, but strange black lines appeared on the surface of the flesh and blood under the clothes.
Death!
His choice was wrong!
Qiao Siyue bent down and brushed his eyes with her hands, seeing him off, and then looked at the remaining three light curtains in a circle.
The golden pagoda was first opened with eight doors!
According to the eight gates in the formula, why are there only four gates here?
Qiao Siyue's eyes turned, and her fingers joined together to start divination, and they suddenly locked on the four o'clock direction.
"There were eight gates in the beginning, and these four are all four gates!"
"The real live door is among the other four hidden doors!"
In an instant, everyone present showed their magical powers to search for the four hidden doors in this space.
As the saying goes, life and death depend on each other. There must be a door of life hidden near the door of death.
Not long after, someone found the living door and entered it.
When the living door was entered, two hundred monks scrambled to get in through the transparent door.
In the huge space, only Xu Lingqing and Qiao Siyue were left, without any crazy moves from others.
Qiao Siyue clapped her hands and walked slowly to Xu Lingqing's side, with a hint of cunning on her originally innocent face.
「Jiejiejie!」
h "Are you interested in making a deal?"
「I guarantee you will be able to agree after hearing this!」