Versatile Mage: I have an emulator

Chapter 240 Immortal demon lotus, between the gates of death
Time passed slowly, Zhang Xiaohou finally came to his senses from the aftertaste of the illusion, when he noticed his current actions, he quickly let go of Su Xiaoluo.

"Xiao Luo, this..."

Before Zhang Xiaohou finished speaking, Su Xiaoluo reached out and tapped his lips lightly.

"You don't need to explain, I know everything!"

Zhang Xiaohou was silent, he didn't know what he should say, and he didn't know what to do with the current situation. Although it was just an illusion, it was so real that it gave him the feeling that it was Su Xiaoluo himself. a feeling of.

At this moment, Mo Fan's heavy panting broke the silence.

"Hoohoo~!"

"Brother Fan, are you okay!" Zhang Xiaohou hurriedly stepped forward to support Mo Fan, but he couldn't notice the strange color that flashed in Su Xiaoluo's pupils, and the corners of his mouth curled up. There was an imperceptible arc.

It took a long time for Mo Fan to recover from the illusion that he would never forget for the rest of his life, and the pale pupils that seemed to have been damaged by playing games finally showed a gleam of brightness.

Looking around, chaotic memories gradually emerged in his mind. Mo Fan finally understood that it was just an illusion just now, but why did the illusion appear like this? He was clearly a magic genius before, and when he was about to embark on the road to become a magic god, he was caught by a An evil mage with special hobbies fell in love with him, and was finally imprisoned on a dark and stormy night...afterwards...

The more Mo Fan thought about it, the more terrifying he felt, and he couldn't help but pinch the chrysanthemum. Fortunately, it was just an illusion, otherwise his life of wisdom would be completely ruined!

"I'm fine!" Mo Fan smiled reluctantly, "Let's continue on our way!"

He really didn't want to continue to stay in this place that brought him endless unsightly painful memories.

"it is good!"

A group of people continued to move forward, but after walking for several 10 minutes, when they looked back, they found that they hadn't walked very far at all, and they were still very close to the gate of the tomb, as if the space had been tampered with.

"Here, it should be the endless corridor!" Su Xiaoluo frowned slightly, ignoring Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou who wanted to ask, and went straight to a mural carved with an ancient woman, "If I remember correctly, This mural is the key to leaving this spiritual gallery as recorded in ancient sayings.”

Su Xiaoluo slowly stretched out her hand and caressed the mural. Gradually, she seemed to be affected by some mysterious power contained in the mural. She froze there, with various emotions constantly showing in her eyes and face.

"She actually entered the illusion by herself??" Seeing Su Xiaoluo whose face was constantly changing, Mo Fan's eyes widened. That kind of illusion, Su Xiaoluo will not have any accidents!

Zhang Xiaohou was slightly dazed, not knowing what he was thinking about.

I don't know how long it has passed, Su Xiaoluo's eyes regained their luster, and at the same time, a bright light appeared in front of the soul gallery, obviously, it was the exit.

"Are you okay?" Seeing Su Xiaoluo waking up, Zhang Xiaohou hurriedly asked with concern.

"I'm fine..." Su Xiaoluo shook her head lightly.

……

After passing through the endless corridor, what came into view was an empty front hall. The entire front hall was made of white jade, and the ground was smooth enough to see their reflections.

The front hall was dead silent, only the footsteps of the crowd echoed.

"Buzz!"

At that moment, Mo Fan suddenly felt the small loach pendant on his neck vibrate, and was a little surprised. Since absorbing the Holy Spring, very few things can enter its eyes.

Following the induction, Mo Fan saw a coquettish lotus exuding a charming fragrance on the stone platform in the center of the front hall. Although the little loach said that this thing is a good thing, but in case of surprise, he still greeted Su Xiaoluo Let's identify it.

"Come and see, has this thing appeared in your well water paintings?"

"I seem to have seen it before..." Su Xiaoluo rubbed the center of her eyebrows, and after thinking for a long time, she said uncertainly, "I remembered, this seems to be a kind of ancient demon lotus called eternal life lotus... There is an old saying, When the lotus of eternal life dies, the bridge of the altar appears!"

Next, Zhang Xiaohou unbelievingly tried tearing it up with his hands and strangling it with a wind disk, but the Eternal Life Lotus was able to recover quickly.

"Let me try it." Mo Fan said.

Zhang Xiaohou naturally had no objection, and handed the Immortal Demon Lotus to Mo Fan.

Grabbing the Immortal Demon Lotus with one hand, Mo Fan hesitated for a moment, and finally reached a corner.

Zhang Xiaohou looked at Mo Fan very puzzled, while Su Xiaoluo looked thoughtful.

The little loach was no longer restricted, and began to crazily devour the power of the immortal demon lotus, and feed back the huge energy to Mo Fan.

With the blessing of this power, Mo Fan began to attack high-level.

The fire was soaring into the sky, and under the pain of an extremely strong mental shock, Mo Fan finally succeeded in advancing to a high level, and the immortal demon lotus disappeared completely.

Passing through the front hall smoothly, and then passing through the group of statues of nude jade girls, the three of them finally came to the last checkpoint - Nine Deaths Bridge.

Standing on the edge of the cliff surrounded by the wind of death, Zhang Xiaohou looked at the extremely peaceful arch bridge in front of him and said, "Let's go, there is no black wind on the bridge, we should be able to reach the Blood Throne safely!"

"Wait!" Su Xiaoluo grabbed Zhang Xiaohou nervously.

"what happened?"

"Here, it should be the Bridge of Nine Deaths as mentioned in the ancient saying!" Su Xiaoluo's tone was very low.

Zhang Xiaohou's pupils narrowed slightly, he took a few breaths and said to Mo Fan: "Brother Fan... I will listen to you."

"Su Xiaoluo, is this so-called gate of death absolute?" Mo Fan asked seriously.

"I'm not very clear, maybe as long as you are strong enough, it's okay even if you don't follow the rules!"

Rationally speaking, the three of them should take three bridges to increase the probability of reaching the Blood Throne, but Mo Fan just doesn't want to believe that evil!
Gritting his teeth, Mo Fan made a decision, and went to gamble with a one-tenth chance. If he lost the bet, he would directly use the power of Xuelizi. According to Qin Shaoqing, the middle-level can compete with the leader, and he is now promoted The high-level should be able to burst out the power of the monarch level!
"Come on, let's walk this bridge together!"

"it is good!"

Unfortunately, Mo Fan chose a dead bridge.

As we walked, a silver mirror with faint ripples appeared in front of the bridge, which seemed to lead to another dimension.

Looking back, he saw that the arch bridge at the back disappeared at some point, and the black wind swept in, directly dragging the three of them into the silver mirror wall, and fell into the door of death.

Under the leadership of Mo Fan, a group of people looked for the exit in the dead door, and soon they found a silver mirror four kilometers away.

However, Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou failed to notice that a silver vortex was slowly expanding above their heads.

(End of this chapter)