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The black door opened slowly, and there was another black corridor inside, which seemed to be endless.

The eagle-headed man reached out to rub the lumps of flesh on his head and said slowly: "I am very happy and enjoyable. I hope you are the same... Keep walking forward... The path of the dead, I hope you can go further."

"You have cleared your sins, and you are now cleansed, so you can continue your journey... and before you go through trials and tests, you will receive the gift of Lord Osiris."

"Mortals, struggle hard, and use your struggles to please the great Lord Osiris, and of course, to please us..."

The eagle-headed man Ranran disappeared into the air, and the corridor behind Wu Tie and the others also disappeared without a trace. A black wall appeared behind them, only a few meters away from them.

They could only walk forward and into the black gate.

Wu Tie is in a good state, looks very good, and his spirit is at its peak, full of energy and fighting spirit.

And Lao Daofeng and others...

They all look like old sugar cane that has been squeezed out. From their bodies to their souls, they are extremely tired and extremely empty, giving people a feeling of being riddled with holes and being worse than death.

They stood beside Wu Tie, like eight walking corpses, with dull eyes and dull eyes.

Wu Tie swallowed and looked at them with some pity.

These guys, including Doria, were burned into the oil pan, burned, sucked into the bones by thousands of snakes, and were drilled into the heart by thousands of scorpions. Then they went up to the sword mountain, went down to the sword forest, crushed by millstones, and ground by stone mortars...

There were also various tortures from the earth, water, fire and wind, rushing up, struck by lightning, and electric shocked... Wu Tie wanted torture that unexpectedly had tortures on them over and over again.

Many times, Wu Tie felt that they would be scattered in pain, but these guys actually endured it.

The problem is that Wu Tieyou's Spring of Life helped him strengthen his body and greatly improved his magical cultivation and realm.

This eagle-headed man didn't use this kind of treasure for Lao Daofeng and the others.

So now, the eight old sword winds are all gone from body to soul, and they look like they will fall apart when the wind blows.

Wu Tie looked at the old Daofeng, then looked at Doria, who looked worse than death, and then looked at six masters of the Life Pond Realm who were like dry firewood and sticks. He coughed gently, for fear of using too much force to blow them away.

"Big leader, are we going to keep moving forward?" Wu Tie asked Lao Daofeng carefully.

Lao Daofeng was stiff, his dull face thrust, dry, and muttered in a dying state: "Go forward, you must go on... After suffering so much, if you get nothing back..."

Lao Daofeng turned around with difficulty and looked at Doria: "If I just get back with nothing... I must break this little white face and dip it in the sauce and eat it..."

The six masters of the Life Pond realm turned their heads at the same time and stared at Doria deeply and deeply.

They were too lazy to speak, anyway, their mood was the same as Old Daofeng. If they didn't get enough satisfaction to them here, they would definitely kill Doria after they went back.

Moreover, he killed him with the cruelest method.

It is not impossible to swallow alive.

It was so miserable... The eagle-headed man said that on the way to the dead, time was about the outside world, and a quarter of an hour outside, probably several years had passed here.

So... Lao Daofeng and the others have truly tasted the consequences of their past evil deeds.

If you kill someone, you will be thrown into a oil pan and fry for a quarter of an hour. For hundreds of years, Lao Daofeng has killed tens of thousands of people with his own hands. He entered the oil pan again and again, picked it up again and again, and was thrown in after his body recovered...

In addition to killing people into the oil pan, there are so many messy charges and so many messy punishments.

Lao Daofeng and his team were destroyed from their bodies to their souls, so they were not as good as death. They... really wanted to kill Doria.

Doria looked at Lao Daofeng with a expressionless face. After a long time, he smiled extremely violently.

Poor Doria, he has not fallen well either.

The eagle-headed man sentenced him to the "crime of verbal confusion". The blonde and blue-eyed little white face was subjected to the "stoppable punishment"... His tongue was pulled out again and again, and after it grew again, it was pulled out by the burned iron hook...

Every time his tongue was pulled out, it was suspended in front of Doria in blood.

In the end, tens of thousands of his own tongues were floating in front of Doria... Wu Tie felt creepy when he recalled this situation. This would definitely have nightmares, and it would definitely do it.

"I...I..." Doria stretched out her tongue, and her speech was a little uneasy. Obviously, this was the sequelae brought about by the punishment of tongue pulling.

Old Daofeng sighed, and he waved to Doria: "Don't talk nonsense... Go forward, continue to move forward... Don't bring enough treasures back from here... I will definitely kill you... And I swear with the tablets of my ancestors that I will definitely find your relatives and friends and kill them all."

Lao Daofeng is too lazy to talk nonsense and is too lazy to threaten Doria again.

Let’s wait and see, wait and see the action. If you can’t get enough benefits from here, wait and see the action.

Wu Tie carried the White Tiger Strike, let out a gentle breath, and followed Lao Daofeng and others into the black gate.

As soon as I entered the door, there was a dizzy turn around. The people around me disappeared. A long deep corridor appeared in front of Wu Tie. Just like the previous corridor, it was a hundred meters wide and a thousand meters high. Statues hundreds of meters high were on both sides.

Wu Tie strode along the corridor.

He was curious about who he would meet this time.

However, judging from what happened just now, it seems that he has received some small preferential treatment here?

So Wu Tie was in a pretty relaxed mood.

As he walked, he looked at the left and right walls, and he found that on the walls between the statues, he had drawn a large-scale mural in a very strange way.

The sun is rising slowly.

The sun differentiates into one man and one woman.

The man and the woman marry each other and gave birth to other people...

On the vast desert, pyramids stand tall, with burly figures with the heads of various birds and beasts sitting cross-legged on the top of the pyramid, enjoying the worship of countless creatures below.

Immediately afterwards, a tragic description of a war.

The cities were gone in the mushroom clouds, the pyramids were completely melted by the strong light, and countless burly figures were pierced through the chest, and then they were thrown into pieces.

This is the entire process of a civilization from birth to destruction.

There are many scenes in it, and Wu Tie was shocked and moved. He wanted to find relevant records in the knowledge taught by Lao Tie, but he encountered a flexible barrier.

That seems to be a deeper knowledge. Lao Tie has set up a barrier, and Wu Tie is not qualified to touch it now.

As we walked, we didn't know how long we had walked, the front of the corridor suddenly opened wide, and a magnificent temple made of gold and inlaid with countless gems appeared in front of Wu Tie.

Thousands of beautiful girls wearing soft white veils, with fair and pink skin, golden as honey, or dark and delicate as sandalwood, stood quietly in the temple, looking at Wu Tie with quiet eyes.

Black light filled the temple, and these girls were bathed in the black light.

They gave Wu Tie a strange feeling. They seemed to be alive, but they did not seem to be alive. They were in an extremely strange state, between life and death, as if they were beyond life and death.

Wu Tie didn't look at these girls wearing white veil but exposed a large area of ​​skin.

He looked at the center of the temple, where there was no throne that Wu Tie had expected, but a very gorgeous golden coffin...

That's right, it's a coffin.

It is a coffin with a simple and mysterious shape that is more than ten meters long.

On the coffin lid, there was a statue of a middle-aged man, with a clear face, slender cheeks, and quite mysterious appearance.

With a 'click', the coffin lid flew up slowly and flew under the ceiling of the temple.

A tall and thin figure slowly sat up from the coffin.

He coughed softly, pressed his waist with both hands and broke it hard. With a crisp sound, he muttered in a low voice: "I have been lying for too long, and the lumbar joints are almost formed."

He sighed. The man, who was nearly ten meters tall and thin, but had wide shoulders, slowly climbed out of the coffin.

The coffin lid of the golden coffin fell down, the huge coffin slid backwards, the wall behind cracked, the coffin slipped into the wall and disappeared, a piece of gold cast and throne decorated with countless gems slid out of the cracked wall, and stopped behind the man.

The man moved his waist vigorously, and his joints kept making dull sounds.

He shook his arms and legs vigorously, coughed heavily, and sprayed a thick cloud of dust out of his mouth.

"I feel that I am just a mummy with rough workmanship... Oh, this feeling is so weird. This is the first time I've slept for so long, I've been sleeping for too long." The man sat on the throne, looked at Wu Tie for a while, and then nodded: "I'm Osiris."

Wu Tie looked at the man quietly.

This guy wore a cobra-shaped crown, a gorgeous robe that was almost fancy, and was full of jewels. He looked exactly like the statue on the coffin lid. His chin was drooping straight down and was placed softly on his knees.

"Osiris...the mythical...Pluto?" Wu Tie spoke with a little hesitation.

"Oh, of course not. Although I am Osiris, I am not that Osiris." Osiris shrugged and sighed: "It's like the Yang Jian I know is not that Yang Jian... The Pingtian Great Saint Bull Hero I know is not the legendary Bull Demon King."

Osiris spread his hands and sighed with a hint of nostalgia: "I am Osiris...but I am not the mythical and legendary Osiris...but I am no different from him."

Osiris looked at Wu Tie and whispered: "You are already a monk in the Chonglou Realm. You can understand that there are endless mysteries hidden in the Tianluo Chonglou."

"Every step by step, every step is mysterious... I was just an ordinary mortal, but as I practiced, I followed the path of Osiris, and gradually mastered Osiris's clergy, possessed his power, and finally even my bloodlines became exactly the same as him."

Osiris whispered: "So, I am Osiris, and I am not Osiris, but I am no different from that Osiris..."

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Wu Tie with a smile: "Do you understand?"

Wu Tie was stunned, then nodded: "I probably understand."

Osiris smiled: "It is clear that you are not stupid. Since you are not stupid and you can still get a legacy that has something to do with me, then I can't let you come here in vain."

He raised his head, looked at the ceiling, and said quietly: "The path to the dead is arranged by me... He used it to test the mind, judge human nature, and deduce the possible future development achievements of those who embark on the path to the dead...or rather, this is a test path to screen the 'seed'."

"The road to the dead is long and long. Some people can't get through it and will die in it." Osiris looked at Wu Tie and whispered: "You are different from them, so I'll let you come here in advance."

Wu Tie raised his eyebrows.

Osiris pointed his hand and the white tiger crack in Wu Tie's hand suddenly flew up and fell into Osiris's hand.
To be continued...