Quiet, ultimate quiet.

In the subtle lights, Yu Nian found himself standing on a hall. His breathing became calm, and his skin couldn't help but stand up.

The bronze walls on all sides are engraved with curved symbols, and the dark black moss is densely covered with it, which looks very simple and ancient, with an inexplicable deep breath, which makes the qi and blood tremble, and the sea of ​​qi almost solidify.

"Is someone here again?" In the secret, a female voice sounded, and the voice was very ethereal. Yu Nian found more than ten figures standing around him. Looking at the female voice, Yu Nian found that he could not see the person's face clearly, and a strange force blocked his sight.

The hall was more than ten feet wide, and everyone seemed very alert at a certain distance. Yu Nian silently kept silent and silently circulated his eyes on life and death. With the faint spiritual power surge, the world in front of him became clear.

In front of him, there were young practitioners, with a few faces Yu Nian and a little familiar. They were all practitioners who had met before in front of the Black and White Bottle in the Nine Demon Cave.

It seems that the "Stirring God" card that the mouse spirit put into everyone's bodies was activated and brought everyone here?

Where is this?

This "Stealing God" card was created by not crying and the God of Death? What is his purpose?

When Yu Nian's thoughts flash, a stream of light flashed on the left, and a pretty figure appeared, which was Fei An'an.

Fei Anan looked around in panic, his face turned pale, without a trace of blood, and he was very haggard.

Yu Nian saw it and knew that the other party's mental state seemed to be not very good. After all, it was a woman whose fiancé just died, and he killed it with his own hands.

Yu Nian stood quietly aside without saying anything. Sometimes a practitioner fell down in the hall, and gradually a low voice was heard. Although they could not see each other's faces clearly, it was very important to exchange more information with each other in a strange place.

Yu Nian stepped back and retreated to a wall.

The dim lights on the walls are like the eyes of dead people, flickering light and dark.

Half an hour passed, and there were no more practitioners coming from the hall.

At this time, nearly thirty practitioners had already stood on the hall.

"Everyone, here, it's not just the inheritance of the God of Death, right? If you can come here, you must be holding the 'Stealing God' card, right?" Yu Nian suddenly said loudly when she saw a tall male cultivator.

"good."

"That's true." Everyone agreed.

"So everyone, let's start looking for this place, what mechanism is there!" the man said loudly.

Immediately, several people were moved and began to touch the hall.

But soon everyone discovered that the hall had no mechanism.

There is no door, either.

How to get out?

Yu Nian saw Fei Anan huddling in the corner and shivered. Suddenly, he thought of Yue Cunshan's face. Yu Nian approached Fei Anan and whispered: "What do you know about the God of Death, fellow Taoist, don't cry?"

Suddenly being asked, Fei Anan was startled and couldn't help but lick his lips, saying, "I only know that He is one of the thirteen gods who became immortals in disorder. It is rumored that He seems to be practicing the Qishen Ancient Sutra, one of the four ancient scriptures. The method of "stealing the gods" seems to be the method of the disorderly gods who became immortals stealing creation from the immortal world."

Fei Anan swallowed and said a long sentence in one breath. She calmed down a lot and said, "Do you know how to leave here?"

"Of course I don't know." Yu Nian replied. Seeing that the other party's face was better, he stopped talking.

In the main hall, everyone gradually became restless.

Suddenly, a blue light flashed on a wall in front of everyone, and the sound of cracking stone slabs slashing.

A throne appeared in front of everyone.

A throne covered with dense and incomprehensible symbols appeared like this.

The second green light followed. The same throne appeared, but on this second throne, there was a painting of a human body with the upper body and a fish tail with the lower body.

Above the fish tail, hundreds of scales stood up, like sharp swords.

The third green light surged, and this time there was a full moon above the throne!

The fourth green light surged and the throne appeared, but it was difficult to see clearly. Even if you used the life and death wishes, you could not see clearly!

The fifth path, the sixth path until the thirteenth path of green light surges!

Thirteen thrones appeared above the main hall! Ten of them were not clearly visible, and three of them were clearly visible.

"If... if I'm not mistaken, this should symbolize the full moon god, one of the thirteen main gods?" the tall practitioner pointed to the third throne with the full moon carved.

"This person with the head and tail of fish should be the god Kunluo?"

The man's voice had already trembled, and he felt as if he had entered a forbidden place.

At this moment, a faint ghost fire suddenly emerged from the first throne, holding a ghost face, and appeared in front of everyone.

"Welcome to you."

"The 14th true immortal in the future who becomes an immortal in disorder."

The sound of the ghost face was very strange, but the content shocked everyone.

"It's still time to withdraw now." Ghost face continued. After it said, a door suddenly appeared on the wall behind everyone.

Immediately, several practitioners rushed towards the gate in panic, but were shone by a blue light at the door, shattered into flying powder.

Yu Nian was shocked, and a rich smell of blood floated in the air.

"Oh! I forgot to tell you, if you quit, you will only die!" The ghost face said lightly. It was clearly in front of everyone, but the voice was very distorted and harsh.

A practitioner suddenly roared angrily, and the cultivation element that was full of energy was thrust towards the ghost face.

However, his magic collapsed three inches in front of the ghost face without a trace, and he himself disappeared inch by inch inch inch inch inch inch inch, as if he was wiped away.

"Dare you ask the Lord, here, but don't cry the inheritance of the God of Death?" asked the tall male cultivator.

"Yes. I believe that you can send you here with the 'Stealing God' card. This hall is for you."

"This hall was left behind before the God of Death ascended, and I can be regarded as a wisp of his soul. Here is the inheritance of the God of Death who could become an immortal in disorder!"

The sound of the ghost-faced drifted in the hall, dark and vague, and it was very uncomfortable.

But when these words fell into everyone's ears, they immediately became exciting.

This is the inheritance of an immortal!

"Give you a test." The ghost face suddenly said, "Kill the seventh prince of Tiantang!"
Chapter completed!