The side door is several times smaller than the main door, allowing only three or four people to pass abreast.
Two doors opened outward, revealing a long and narrow corridor.
"There may be a trap."
Qu Maning glanced around and said, "Keeping the door open is too deliberate."
Lin Yan has turned on his hunter instinct.
The brick-red walls on both sides conveyed an aura of danger.
He thought for a moment, took out the centaur sword from before, and threw it directly.
In an instant, spiritual energy exploded, showing various illusory lines.
Two rows of arrows shot out and landed on the ground.
A rather rough spiritual formation.
Lin Yan was not surprised.
Everyone is a first-level player, commonly known as novices pecking each other.
Spiritual formations are knowledge that can only be accessed by high-level psychics.
This is mostly a one-time rule oddity.
Although rough, without the hunter's instinct, Lin Yan would not have gone through it so easily.
If it had been anyone else, he might have died.
Lin Yan stepped forward and picked up the Centaur Sword.
He still didn't let down his guard.
Qu Manning followed behind him and pointed the direction for him.
But when he turned around, Lin Yan threw the Centaur Sword again.
A talisman appeared on the ground, and flames rose into the sky, enough to be two meters high.
But because the target could not be found, it quickly disappeared.
"It's a charm."
Lin Yan was thoughtful.
Spirit formations and spells are not something ordinary players can afford to consume.
Of course, good luck cannot be ruled out.
"careful."
Qu Manning reminded, "Our destination is at the end of the corridor."
"Such a big movement must have been noticed."
Lin Yan thought for a while and said, "But they are not sure whether we are dead unless they send someone over to check."
The spell just now is theoretically enough to kill any first-level player.
"ambush."
Qu Manning said in a deep voice, "If no one comes, it means they are not a team."
The two men returned to the intersection.
After waiting for a few minutes, no one showed up, which basically confirmed Qu Manning's guess.
"Let's go over and take a look."
Lin Yan took out the Eight-sided Han Sword and walked forward slowly along the corridor.
The hunter's instinct finally kicked in.
There are seven people in total.
At the end of the corridor is a high platform paved with white jade.
Surrounded by beautiful gardens, there are neat flowers and plants, as if someone has been pruning them regularly.
At this time, seven people were confronting each other on the high platform.
They occupied different positions, their auras surged, and their swords were at war.
Long Ming and Long Ling, whom he had an impression of before, were among them, but he didn't know how many players there were among the seven.
When Lin Yan saw this scene, he immediately stopped, turned to Qu Maning and said, "Wait."
The so-called snipe and clam fight, and the fisherman wins.
Moreover, if he and Qu Maning appear now, they may become the target of public criticism.
"Everyone, there is no benefit in continuing the stalemate."
Long Ling showed a harmless smile and said, "I think the top priority is to find the entrance."
"Do you have any idea?"
Long Ming glanced at her and asked.
"Right beneath our feet."
Long Ling stamped his feet and said, "The high platform can be seen at a glance, but the ground has four dragon patterns."
"Same as before?"
Long Ming thought of Lin Yan and said, "But now there are two people missing."
"no the same."
Long Ling shook his head and said, "Because it is impossible to guarantee that there will be nine people here for every trial."
Long Ming was silent.
His eyes slowly scanned the patterns on the ground.
The four giant dragons holding up the Jiuyi Kingdom are no different from what they saw in the Hualong Palace.
The rest of the people were also observing back and forth.
"I have a rule artifact, maybe give it a try."
The corners of Long Ling's mouth curled up slightly and he continued.
Long Ming and others were slightly startled, with different expressions on their faces, but most of them were doubtful.
"Is there anything you can do?"
Long Ling snorted, changed his tone, and asked dissatisfiedly, "I won't fight, I won't try, what do you want?"
"I think it's okay."
Long Ming retreated to the edge of the high platform and said.
A few seconds later, the rest of the people did the same, keeping a certain distance from Long Ling.
This is a sign of distrust.
Long Ling curled her lips, not surprised, and raised her hand.
There is a light blue ring on her index finger.
The ring lights up slightly, and with it as the center, a circle of light spreads out like ripples.
Long Ming suddenly realized the crisis, and the hair on his back stood up.
He subconsciously held the knife in his hand and a barrier unfolded.
The next second, screams sounded.
The aperture suddenly accelerated, spiritual energy surged, and the edge condensed into a sharp blade.
Caught off guard, the three young men were cut off at the waist and blood flowed freely.
The remaining two used their psychic powers to resist in time, but were blown away by the huge force of the shock and fell to the ground, vomiting blood at their mouths.
At this moment, the young man on the left suddenly disappeared.
He gave up the mission and returned to the main god space.
In a blink of an eye, only three people were left.
"Dragon Spirit!"
Long Ming reacted, his expression changed again and again, and murderous intent suddenly arose.
Another young man struggled to get up and saw a green light surrounding him. His injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His expression was extremely angry at this time. He didn't wait, he took out his staff and waved it.
The spiritual energy gathered together, like falling leaves, and swept towards the dragon spirit.
The magician is one of the seven general professions.
When Long Ming saw this, he suppressed his impulse and just held the knife without participating in the attack.
Long Ling smiled faintly.
She didn't make any movement, and her dress moved automatically without any wind.
A harsh sound suddenly appeared.
The young man suddenly became alert.
There was a disgusting smell coming from behind.
He was shocked and gave up the mission without hesitation.
Before disappearing, he caught sight of his attacker, a winged lion.
He suddenly remembered something, and unwillingness appeared on his face.
"Gryphon!"
Long Ming quickly retreated, as if facing a formidable enemy, and asked, "Are you from the Cape family?"
The power structure of the Dawn Empire is that the emperor is supreme, followed by princes and dukes.
The heads of the Cape family have inherited the title of duke from generation to generation, and their strong guarantee lies in the special profession of gryphon knight.
"If I say no, will you believe it?"
Long Ling waved, and the gryphon returned to her side.
At this time, it lost its ferocious appearance and became like a docile kitten.
Long Ming's face turned slightly pale, but unlike the previous young man, he chose to give up.
If he were in the Empire of Dawn, he would decisively avoid the Cape family.
But this is a copy, and she can't find her true identity.
He wanted to try it again.
Long Ling snorted softly and was about to take action when he was suddenly startled.
The gryphon told her that there were two strange smells not far away.
Its sense of smell is far superior to that of humans.
"The two of you over there, since you're here, let's come out and meet together."
Long Ling's expression changed and he said with a smile.
Lin Yan and Qu Manning looked at each other and walked out slowly.
"It turns out to be you."
Long Ling looked at them and said, "I wouldn't be surprised if it was you."
Lin Yan's performance in Hualong Palace impressed her deeply.
