Eternal Taoist King

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But just after the old man said this, after the maze, Song Ning's speed suddenly accelerated. From the top of the maze, Song Ning's figure was like a phantom, constantly shuttled in various rooms.

"Huh?" In the labyrinth, Wang Yi suddenly found a drop of blood on the door of the room, which smelled of Song Ning.

With Wang Yi's wisdom, he immediately understood the role of this drop of blood. He smiled slyly and smeared this drop of blood.

Within this labyrinth, Song Ning was like a shuttle, and Wang Yi was constantly looking for the door with blood drops. As soon as he saw the blood drops, he smeared them immediately.

Time passed, and by the time approaching Hanzhu, there were almost six thousand rooms left unstained.

The figure in the labyrinth is constantly transmitting, everyone is looking for it.

bass.

Leng Yuexiao flew over a figure beside her. She looked at it and couldn't help but be surprised: "Han Bing? When did Song Ning become Han Bing?"

But at this moment she didn't have much time to think about it, and she continued to look for it, but just as her feet moved and her body leaned forward, another 'Song Ning' ran past her.

again? !

Leng Yuexiao is no longer familiar with this ice avatar. The ice avatar is a body condensed from ice, without too strong attack power, and its appearance is different from that of people. , But one of the benefits of the ice doppelganger is that it has memory, and the ice doppelganger ’s vision is shared with the caster ’s vision.

"Before I didn't expect to use the ice avatar." Leng Yuexiao shook his body and divided ten avatars.

Hanbing's avatar, the limit of the first stage is to divide seventeen, and with Leng Yuexiao's current strength, only ten can be divided, if she knows that Song Ning can only be divided in less than a day How do you feel about the 11 avatars?

In the labyrinth, Song Ning's figure continually shuttled, and the avatar quickly looked for it.

When the avatar flew beside the white magic and other magic cultivation, these magic cultivation just froze for a moment, feeling that the human monk's spells changed a lot, and accelerated the search speed.

But when Song Ning's avatar was seen by Wang Yi, Sun Xin and others, it was just a face-to-face meeting, and it was wiped out.

Every time Wang Yi killed Song Ning's one avatar, he grinned: "Blood? Use avatar? Are you in a hurry to find something? I don't think you can find it today!"

Each time Song Ning was destroyed, he changed another one to ensure speed. Wang Yi's face and face were kept in his mind.

Boom!

Wang Yi wiped out Song Ning's frost avatar, but just before the frost avatar shattered into ice crystals, he uttered a cold sentence: "I'll go to you immediately, don't run!"

This word does not contain any spiritual power, but it feels cold in Wang Yi's back, and he seems to have been stared by a pair of eyes.

It's ridiculous that on the other side of the labyrinth, after Song Ning said this, he seriously looked for the ice, and it seemed that Wang Yi didn't take it seriously.

"According to the information transmitted by the avatars, there should be only 1,962 rooms left." Song Ning took a few pills and continued to move through the maze like a phantom.

In the air, the little boy grinned: "Old man, old man, have you seen it, how is it? What did you say that it took a day to find the man who was frozen in ice is a genius, one out of every thousand years, and now this human monk is afraid of being a mess Xiang Kungfu will be able to find it! "

The old man widened his eyes and opened his mouth halfway, unable to speak for a long time.

Over the past tens of thousands of years, he has not seen the blood smeared on this door, nor has he ever seen it with an avatar to help find together, but he has never seen anyone who uses the two methods together.

But what surprised him most was Song Ning's blood.

The blood of a normal monk cannot survive more than one hundred percent in this maze, but Song Ning's blood can be kept forever!

"This is the master's technique at that time. Only when the blood of the three people, demon and demon are mixed, can they remain in this maze. This monk ..." The old man stared at Song Ning, his consciousness penetrated Song Ning's body, Carefully observed every trace of blood in Song Ning's body.

Ok?

Song Ning frowned, and there was a momentary pause in his movements. Just now, he felt his body seemed to be seen through by someone.

As he shuttled, he turned his head to look into the air. His eyes were at the old man's position.

However, in Song Ning's eyes, the location was empty and there was nothing.

For a moment in the air, the old man felt that Song Ning's eyes were intertwined with his eyes.

"He, he felt it!" The old man almost exclaimed.

When the old man exclaimed, more than 9,900 rooms in the labyrinth had been stained with Song Ning's blood.

"Haha, old man, you lost!" The little boy laughed as he looked at the still-burnt incense.

The old man's expression tightened. When Song Ning had just stepped into the ninety-ninth, ninety-nine rooms, when Song Ning's pupils shrank and saw the piece of ice shining with brilliant white light, the old man Divine power pops up.

"True Fantasy Mode!"

As these four words came out, Song Ning stretched out his hand and grabbed the ice, but his hand just stretched out, and the whole person suddenly fell empty, and the room in front of him spun rapidly. Among the entire labyrinth, there were 9,999 rooms. All began to rotate, penetrating his body like a phantom.

In a trance, the scene in front of him changed dramatically, the ice disappeared, and the room disappeared. At the same time, a black token appeared in his hand.

It ’s not just Song Ning. At this moment, everyone in the labyrinth has a confused color on their faces, and a token appears in their hands. The token is divided into three colors. The black token is written with a magic "Word", "Xian" is written on the red token, and "Fan" is written on the white token.

An angry voice flashed in Song Ning's eyes, and there was a roar in his mouth. He held the black token in his hand as if to crush it.

It's just that the black token is extremely hard and won't be crushed at all, but Song Ning's hands move spiritually, and the token turns into a wave into Song Ning's body.

At the moment, apart from Song Ning, the tokens in everyone's hands are also the same, turning into fluctuations and drilling into people's bodies.

As soon as the fluctuation entered the body, a paragraph appeared in the minds of fifteen people.

"True illusion, the test of life and death that my generation has left in this maze. The black token of the word" magic "represents killing, the red token of the word" xian "represents salvation, the white token of the word" fan "represents mortal, Five people are divided into three groups, five people in each group.

During the test, your past memories will be erased temporarily. When the number of people in each group of "Magic", "Fairy" and "Fan" is no more than one, the test will end.

There are only three who can survive ... "