All My Disciples Are Kings

 Ten passages, a narrow escape from death.

 The chance of survival is so small?

And there is nothing special about it. The structure and atmosphere of each passage are exactly the same, without any difference.

 However, when he saw Ye Qiubai and others walking towards the middle passage.

 Ai Xue and the dull man were stunned.

 Did you discover some loophole, or was it just reckless?

“Let’s go in too.” The dull man suddenly said: “There is no use here. There is no need to go back if you can’t complete the task.”

 After saying that, the dull man also walked towards the middle passage.

They can only bet that people like Ye Qiubai and others will not just walk into it and die because of their passion.

Hearing this, Ai Xue bit her lip and then nodded and followed.

 In the passage, the lights are bright, and it is not as gloomy and dark as imagined.

 Ye Qiubai and the others gathered together and moved forward.

Everyone's soul perception has been released with all their strength, and their expressions are solemn and they dare not slack off in the slightest.

Although there is no aura that makes people feel palpitating, a sense of oppression is still looming.

 It was as if the **** of death had been following them, silently following their steps. It is possible to harvest their lives with that broad and sharp sickle at any time.

 “Did you really make the right choice?”

Seeing that nothing unexpected happened around him, Jiang Qingluan couldn't help but look happy.

Song Xiao, however, still looked tense and shook his head: "Don't let up until the last moment, let alone..."

“I always feel like something is wrong.” Ning Chenxin said seriously, holding the scroll in her hand.

The passage is very long and I don’t know where it leads.

 Although no accident has occurred yet. But being quiet is a bit too much.

Ai Xue and the dull man followed closely behind, asking: "If something really happens, do you have any means to deal with it?"

　　The dull man's eyes flashed at this moment, and he said in a deep voice: "It's going to be a life-threatening situation."

Hearing this, Ai Xue felt relieved.

From the moment she saw the dull man take action, Ai Xue realized that the dull man actually hid a lot of strength.

 Up to now, I still don’t know what his full strength is.

 The weak rely on the strong.

In this situation, Ai Xue would subconsciously ask the dull man's opinion.

Sudden!

On the steel walls surrounding the passage, there were wisps of indescribable aura coming out, and unknowingly, it wrapped around everyone!

 The expressions of Ye Qiubai and others suddenly changed.

 “What is this?” Jiang Qingluan was shocked. Although she did not feel that she was being attacked or oppressed, this aura sounded an alarm in her heart!

“Do you feel it?” Mu Ziqing looked at Ye Qiubai and asked.

 Ye Qiubai shook his head solemnly.

Even Ning Chenxin and Mu Fusheng, who were the best at sensing breath, were at a loss.

This aura has no intention of attacking, it just wraps around them, like thorns and vines, surrounding them heavily!

 However, after enough time for a cup of tea.

 Hongying's face suddenly changed!

 “Not good! This breath is swallowing up our luck!”

Hongying’s imperial meaning contains the fate of a country.

 Hongying was able to notice it clearly only when he was swallowed by this breath.

As soon as these words came out, everyone’s expressions also changed.

Although luck is an elusive thing, it cannot be seen or touched, and it is usually impossible to feel what its effect is.

 But this thing is something you can do without, but you can’t live without it!

 Once there is no luck. I’m afraid that there will be big trouble in the future when looking for opportunities to break through the realm.

  Or maybe, at a certain critical moment of life and death, there is just one chance to escape. As a result, there was no luck, the opportunity did not appear for a long time, and he was killed...

 Fang Qiong roared: "Mark of Immortal Fate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an ancient character appeared on Fang Qiong’s forehead, emitting a holy light! It completely enveloped his body.

 And under the shroud of this holy light, the speed of devouring luck has slowly slowed down!

 When everyone saw this, they also followed suit.

Ye Qiubai held Mu Ziqing's hand, and the holy light of the Immortal Fate Mark enveloped it.

Hongying held Jiang Qingluan, and Xiaohei held Song Xiao.

 This prevents luck from being swallowed up further.

Song Xiao looked at this scene with a surprised expression: "What is this?"

Is there any secret method in the world to prevent luck from being swallowed up?

"And this breath..." From Jiang Qingluan's stunned expression, it can be seen that she discovered the role of the Immortal Fate Mark...

At the back, Ai Xue looked at Ye Qiubai and others who had solved the problem of being devoured by this aura, and couldn't help but look ugly.

 But the dull man's expression did not change at all when he saw this scene.

He took out a compass and said solemnly: "Stand within three steps of me."

 Ai Xue did as she was told and approached the man.

Immediately afterwards, the dull man poured his breath into the compass, and the golden pointer in the compass began to rotate. All the surrounding breath was absorbed by the compass!

Seeing the compass and its effectiveness, Ai Xue suddenly changed her expression and said: "This is... one of the two imperial weapons of the temple, the Douzuan Compass?!"

"Isn't this protected by the palace master himself? Why does it appear in your hands?"

 Douzuan Compass, a magic weapon at the level of the God Emperor.

 Its function is to deflect all attacks that rely on the power of the rules of heaven and earth. Of course, the degree of deflection still depends on the ability of the holder.

 Including this breath that swallows luck.

The dull man said calmly: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask."

 “Also, take a compass.”

Ai Xue took the Douzuan Compass blankly and asked, "What can you do for me?"

 But the dull man no longer answered, and continued to stand beside Ai Xue without saying a word, returning to his previous dull state.

Ai Xue took a deep look at the man and continued moving forward with the compass in hand.

However, no other dangerous things happened in the passage since then.

It took half a day to walk out of the passage.

 This does not mean that this passage is the way to survive.

 Half a day is enough to swallow up all your luck.

 When a person's luck is completely swallowed up, no one dares to think about what will happen at that time.

 Ye Qiubai and others and Ai Xue did not have any problems, just because they happened to have the means to deal with this situation.

 If it were anyone else, there would be no solution at all.

I can only watch helplessly as my luck is swallowed up completely...

 And then fell in some way…

 After exiting the passage.

 The scene in front of me has changed.

Looking around, there are steel walls, and on those walls, there is a huge picture hanging.

 In the picture scroll, everything is included.

 Among them, there is a huge space power aura coming from it.

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PS: Three chapters, and one more to be written together with today’s update, I can’t bear it anymore (end of this chapter)