The resentful Holy Lord is trapped in the abandoned palace of Pluto.

They are like "water ghosts" that the elderly in the market often scare their children. Only by finding a scapegoat with the back can they get the so-called liberation... But unfortunately, this hall has not been in the form of a living person for twenty years.

I am willing to fall, but I still cannot be liberated.

This is the ultimate torture!

As long as there is a touch of spiritual touch or a little strange noise... these cursed saints will follow the movement and "open their eyes" and project the painful memories of their lives onto the scapegoat together with their pupils.

In the deep main hall.

Gu Shen walked forward with the wall.

As he expected, the end of this hall is where the [door] is located. The materials of these stone walls are almost the same as those in the previous maze... and they are covered with ancient texts!

Meng Xiao must be behind a certain [door].

"The danger warning from the pendant before... it should be that I felt the resentment of the Saint Lord."

Gu Shen narrowed his eyes and said silently in his heart: "It can be seen that there is more than one place where the Holy Lord buried the Holy Lord."

He had just taken a quick look around and saw about seventy or eighty holy lords wandering in the main hall?

And in my memory, there were at least hundreds of Saints who attacked the Nether Palace!

The Saint Prisoner of the City of Light suffered heavy losses.

Those who were pulled into the Styx must have died so much that they could not die anymore... But the others who were not involved in the Divine Realm were probably rescued by the God of Light. By doing so, the Holy Lords buried at the bottom of the Styx were at least one hundred.

This hall is the most important place to bury bones!

Although there is no map, the main structure of the underground ruins of this Styx River is not difficult to guess. It is likely that the "Haven Hall" is the central core and the [gate] is the connection point. At the branches, independent spaces arranged by Pluto are spread all over the branches.

The remaining Saints should have been thrown behind a different [door] by the "Pluto" back then.

"Just give it a try here."

Gu Shen knocked and beat, and finally chose a direction based on his intuition.

He pinched the cross pendant and signaled with his eyes that Mu Wanqiu could use his knife.

"Can!"

The next moment, light and fire burst out!

The judge raised his hand and fell, the stone wall was broken, the ancient text flew, and countless black evil spirits were lingering in the void!

Gu Shen stared at the stone wall tightly, sensing the mental fluctuations from the pendant.

Then he shook his head.

“Ola Ola Ola Ola!”

Perhaps because of the fire, the judge was working very hard at this moment. It always paid attention to Gu Shen's expression. After Gu Shen shook his head, he immediately took action and instantly closed the wrong [door]!

Then there is a "bang" sound!

This scene keeps repeating.

The door opens and the door closes.

Deep in the dark hall, the roar of the judge, and the fire burst out from knocking on the walls again and again, looked like a blacksmith who was pounding weapons from a distance.

What Gu Shen has to do is very simple.

He had previously opened Meng Xiao's [door] inadvertently. At that time, he quickly closed the door and couldn't retreat.

And at this moment, the situation reversed.

He wants to take the initiative to find Meng Xiao!

The judge kept opening and closing the door at this moment, as if he was drawing a blind box. Gu Shen stared at the [door] and wanted to win at once.

"Ola!"

This time, after the stone wall was broken, two familiar senses of crisis came from the pendant!

"Here you come!"

Gu Shen's eyes lit up and he sniffed.

Mu Wanqiu immediately understood.

This [door] just leaked a breath-

Mu Wanqiu immediately restrained the "fire" shrouded in his body, which was equivalent to destroying the identity symbol of "his own people".

Then she threw the battle knife.

"Zheng!"

The long sword slashed through the void and shot straight a hundred meters away, directly drilling through the chest of the Holy Trial skeleton hanging on the hall. With the crisp sound of dry bones falling to the ground, the hall, which had originally returned to death, seemed to have become energetic again.

Skeletons slowly got up.

These Saints, holding their knees, rays of dark light ignited after rays of dark light after rays of sunken skull!

They cast "scarlet eyes" at the place where Mu Wanqiu is like a tide!

Mu Wanqiu's heart was tense in an instant.

She successfully awakened the resentment of the Saint Commander in this hall. The next moment the judge took out the "fire" again and raised the extremely tiny dark fire above Mu Wanqiu's head-

Those scarlet eyes gathered in the position where the two were standing at this moment.

The breath of a living person disappeared.

But these eyes... did not dissipate immediately. Skeletons were walking, and their faces had long been corroded by black water and weathered by time, but there seemed to be a confused spirit in the hollow eye sockets.

Gu Shen and Mu Wanqiu held their breath, and the whole hall was silent. Even if they knew that they would not be targeted by the deceased souls of the Holy Lord... they were inexplicably nervous.

After a few seconds.

These free, scanned blood-red pupil lights condensed one after another on the [door] opened by Gu Shen!

“Woo woo woo woo…”

A wind blows.

It sounds like the sob of the dead.

But for Gu Shenmu Wanqiu, who knew the curse of the King of the Great, this whimpering sounded more like a celebration of joy. These holy priests who were thrown in the main hall finally discovered the "living person".

They start running.

Gu Shen and Mu Wanqiu quickly gave in, dozens or hundreds of skeletons stepped on the hall and rushed towards the "door" of "liberation". The stern wind swept through, and this was a carnival of the dead!

"Quick...Close the door!"

When the last skeleton crashed into the [door], Gu Shen quickly spoke to the judge!

He could feel the "mental fluctuations" coming from the pendant were different.

He is worthy of being a blessed son.

Meng Xiao seemed to survive under the impact of the soul of a single Saint Lord.

The previous time Meng Xiao opened the door, probably noticed the sneaky one.

And at this moment, suddenly, the influx of so many saints was both a disaster and an opportunity for him!

If the door doesn't close, this guy may rush out!

"Ola!!"

The judge responded calmly as always, giving people a sense of security.

This tall snow-white ghost had been waiting for a long time. It was extremely calm and had an extremely fast reaction speed. It was close to the moment the Saint Priest broke into the portal, and the stone chips flew around the sky, blocking the black door tightly!

At this moment, the entire hall fell into real silence!

Gu Shen looked at the main hall that was "emptied" by him and the door that was as close as before... a big stone in his heart finally landed on the ground.

“Eighty-three Saints…”

Mu Wanqiu looked a little pale. She had just carefully counted the number of skeletons that had crashed into the portal.

These holy rulings, combined together, should be able to destroy any team in this restart mission...

Meng Xiao should...can't resist it, right?

"This is the River Styx. What Pluto hates the most is the extraordinary person in the City of Light... What's more, he is the son of blessing..."

Gu Shen saw Mu Wanqiu's concerns.

He gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, "Even if he really has great skills and steel will, he can resist the thoughts of these saints and find an outlet... In this case, he will lose his skin even if he does not die."

Although the immortals have extremely tenacious vitality.

After being shot twice by his [Candle Extinguishing], Meng Xiao was seriously injured. The souls of these Saints were completely destroyed by a mad existence of rationality, just thinking about pulling him into hell...

After confirming with his own eyes that the eighty-three Saints all rushed into Meng Xiao’s portal with curses, Gu Shen’s tense spirit relaxed a lot.

He really couldn't imagine that Meng Xiao had any other way to survive.
To be continued...