Chapter 20 Maze

Before the cataclysm, Luo Han was 12 years old and was already old enough to understand some things. He loved reading books and watching movies, especially during the cold and summer vacations. He would keep flipping through the drawer of his parents' collection of CDs and watching the discs over and over again.

Luo Han's familiarity at this moment comes from several movies he has seen more than ten years ago. He can't remember the name of the film, but he has a deep image of the unique and strange plot in the film.

In the film, one or several people wake up in a closed room. The rooms are hexahes in a positive direction, and there are small doors on six sides. They can climb into another room from these small doors, which may trigger traps or lead to exits. Hundreds of small rooms form a huge maze, which are constantly moving and changing, so the room behind each door is not fixed, but changes with the movement of the room. Only in a fixed order, within a fixed time, through a series of rooms and exits, can finally get out of this maze.

Now this space is like a small room in the movie, with a regular hexagonal body and a door on six sides. After passing through the door, he will come to a new room.

Luo Han suddenly woke up. No wonder Song Xingfeng explained that he would return from the original entrance after three hours. This is a summary of the experience of countless surviving monks. After three hours, the entrance in the sky will return to the outside world again. If he passes through that entrance sooner or later, he will not be able to return to the original world. Instead, it is constantly lost in this hexagonal space maze.

But over the years, the experience of returning from the same road in three hours has not been subverted. What does this mean?

It shows that this hexagonal space maze has fixed regulations. It has been operating according to this law for many years. If you can master the law of its operation, can you easily travel to other spaces without fear of getting lost?

Can I enter this Nanxian Hall and go out at any time?

Is it possible for this South Fairy Hall to reach other worlds, or is it a channel between different worlds?

Luo Han was meditating at the ancient well and suddenly felt a strong spiritual fluctuation from the bottom of the well. He quickly dodged and saw a fiery red light flying out of the well. A monk from the Spirit Beast Mountain flew out with a dragon in his arms, and then two figures were chasing the monk in front of him.

The three were about to fight after rushing out of the wellhead. Suddenly, they saw the surrounding villages. At the same time, their colors changed. No one dared to do anything and flew to the sky without hesitation.

When Luo Han saw this scene, he understood that this Nanxian Hall could not attack mortals, and this rule had been deeply rooted in the hearts of every monk who entered.

"Hey, help me chase him!"

A monk found Luo Han and shouted to him.

Luo Han saw that this person was also a Baiguan monk. At the middle level of foundation-building, he didn't want to conflict with him, so he nodded and followed him, but he deliberately slowed down his spiritual power and always left behind. Because of his low cultivation, the Baiguan monk who asked him for help was not easy to say anything.

The spiritual beast mountain monk in the front held the dragon in two circles in mid-air, tried to rush out of the yellow circle at the top several times, and finally resisted. It seemed that he did not dare to enter the portal before the time.

"Leave the elixir, we can not kill you!" A chasing Baiguan monk shouted, and at the same time, his companion released two meteor chains and secretly wrapped them around each other's calves.

"Hmm!" The monk of Lingshu Mountain snorted coldly, and the dragon stepped down quickly shook off the entanglement of the meteor chain: "At your level, it's too young to play with this way."

After saying that, the spiritual beast mountain monk took out a handful of elixir and stuffed it into the mouth of the dragon. The dragon opened his mouth and put the elixir into his abdomen. With a clear dragon roar, its speed immediately increased, leaving the two monks and Luo Han in the White Hall far behind.

Luo Han saw that this spirit beast mountain monk was probably a monk who successfully controlled the beast. The dragon he stepped on was integrated with his mind and was easy to control. After he fed the dragon with the elixir to increase spiritual power, the dragon had flown far faster than the two Baiguan monks.

"Haha, this road is spinning in the air. Let's see what you can do to me?"

While the Spirit Beast Mountain monk was talking, Jiaolong flew to a portal on the mountainside. He just talked, but did not find a bloody black monk drilled out of the portal behind him.

After the black pavilion monk came out, he saw the monk riding the dragon. His eyes lit up. Without saying a word, his palms were chopping out, and a black blade as thin as cicada wings cut to the spirit beast mountain monk.

How could the two White Hall monks let go of this opportunity? One of them threw a jade ruler magic weapon to seal the way of the spiritual beast mountain monk, and the other released a meteor lock to the dragon's tail and deliberately wanted to leave it in place. Luo Han also released the red dragon sword, but the sword body did not shine, like an ordinary low-level flying sword. .

The spiritual beast mountain monk moved left and right and flashed, which would avoid the magic weapon of the two white pavilion monks. The black light of the black pavilion monk silently chopped behind him. The black light's attack was very sharp, cutting the dragon in half in the blink of an eye, and also cut off the monk's right arm.

"Ah!" The spirit beast mountain monk screamed and fell from the dragon, and a bright red blood poured down in the air.

Two Baiguan monks hurriedly chased after them, but Luo Han did not move. He keenly felt that a trace of conspiracy permeated the valley. His mind moved, and the red dragon sword stumbled against the blood-soaked monk like a spiritual power.

"Ha ha, let's see how you run this time?"

The two white monks laughed and approached the spirit beast mountain monk in mid-air. Their eyes stared straight at the bag at the waist of the spirit beast mountain monk, and the elixir made them salivate.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed on the painful face of the spiritual beast mountain monk, and he suddenly spit out an earthy bead from his mouth. The bead was divided into two in the air and shot at the broken dragon.

"Janglong Neidan!"

The two white monks were shocked. The dragon that gave birth to the inner elixir is generally the peak of the monster, even close to the existence of the king beast. The body is as hard as iron and will never be cut off so easily, so the only reason why this dragon is broken into two parts is that it is intentional!

Two beads divided into two pieces shot into the wound of the two dragons, and a magical change occurred. A head and a tail quickly grew out of the wound, and the two and a half dragons recovered as before in the blink of an eye and turned into two dragons.

"Huh, Jiaolong split!"

The spiritual beast mountain monk stood in mid-air and hummed coldly. Two dragons turned into two red lightnings and shot directly at the two white pavilion monks.

The two white pavilion monks quickly sacrificed magic weapons to fight, but they didn't expect that the allies just now became enemies. The black pavilion monk's cicada wings circled around and quietly came behind them. When they fought with the dragon, the black light silently swept their necks and cut off their heads.

Of course, the spiritual beast monk did not think that the black pavilion monk came to help him. He knew that the other party dared to kill the two white pavilion monks because he saw that his spiritual power did not continue, so he quickly waved and made the two dragons rush to the black pavilion monk. At this time, Luo Han, who was floating in the distance, had no Enter the eyes of his mid-base monk.

The black monk snorted coldly, and the black light rolled back and fought with Jiaolong happily. He didn't find that the red dragon sword had reached his feet at all.

Luo Han looked around. There were no monks in this space, but he knew that there might be new monks coming in through the portal at any time. He didn't want to delay and immediately took action with all his strength.

The red dragon sword under the feet of the Black Pavilion monk's spiritual power suddenly soared, and six fire snakes swirled around the body, and lightning cut from the bottom up to the crotch of the Black Pavilion monk.

The black pavilion monk was shocked, and a bark immediately flew out of the bag to block him. The bark obviously came from some kind of king plant, which was like wood, extremely tough, and infused with the spiritual power of the foundation-building monks. He thought that the fiery curved sword under him could never be pierced.

But the result was greatly disappointed. The red dragon sword poked up, as if a red iron bar had poked into white paper, easily breaking the bark. Six fire snakes deftly drilled out of the gap of the broken bark and surrounded it first.

The moment when the black monk was cut by the red dragon sword, he suddenly felt that the spiritual power contained in this curved sword was only higher than himself...