The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

He Chongtian used his body temperature to melt the ice cubes. After finding the key, he already had problems with his body functions.

The thick blood on the fingertips was frozen into ice, and the breath he exhaled was cold.

He Chongzhen understood it firsthand, and he was so far away from the God of Death.

His body was heavier than ever before, and his willpower was no longer able to drag it down.

He could no longer hear any of the admonitions or curses from the loudspeakers.

The moment he entered the knife room, his eyes went dark.

Countless sharp knives stood densely in front of him, and he fell straight forward.

Everyone in front of the monitor had their hearts in their throats.

It’s over, the crane soaring into the sky will definitely die!

He Chongtian couldn't exert any strength and lost consciousness. Suddenly, his body was pierced by more than a dozen knife points.

In the blink of an eye, he suddenly saw Chen Xiangyin's face. He instinctively stretched out his arms and grabbed the plum blossom pillar tightly.

Judging from the screen of the monitor, He Soaring into the Sky's slender body is almost parallel to the trap filled with sharp knives. His feet are supported outside the door, and his arms are also parallel. He is actually holding on!

Everyone lost their voices, and some even forgot to breathe, for fear that the crane would soar into the sky and they would lose their strength in a second and be pierced by a hundred knives.

He Chongtian's arms were shaking, and the bulging veins were breaking the solidified blood scabs. He was unable to breathe vigorously.

Now, he was in a dilemma. The stab wound in his lower abdomen was not shallow. As he breathed, the tip of the knife was still poking at the wound.

The pool of blood took away what little vitality he had left.

Seven passes and nine obstacles were more difficult and dangerous than he imagined.

Crane soared into the sky and used all the remaining strength in his body, concentrating on his arms, and pushed hard.

Tumbled backwards and fell heavily back to the ice room floor.

The beating of his heart gradually weakened, and he had a hallucination. In the wilderness where souls met, agarwood attracted a person, and the corners of his long hair and skirt were blown up by the strong wind.

He clutched his chest and suddenly felt a strange feeling.

The beating of this heart became violent again.

With a rush of energy, He Chongtian grasped this energy and stood up again, step by step, towards the knife room for the second time.

He has walked through the plum blossom pile a thousand times. As long as he abandons distracting thoughts and ignores the pain in his body, it is not that difficult.

In front of the monitor, everyone felt dazzled. The crane soared into the sky like a divine help, and they passed the plum blossom pile with steady steps.

There is only one left of the seven levels: snake.

The blood-colored tattoos on He Chongtian's arms were originally covered by blood, but now they are gradually heating up and emitting a faint dark light.

Since he has the ability to see ghosts and gods and destroy evil spirits, will it be effective when facing the succumbing poisonous snake?

He Chongtian thought so, walked to the cave and took a look inside.

The deep cave has a strong pungent earthy smell and a close hissing sound.

It was better not to take any chances, he had to get out alive.

He rushed to the sky and sat down on the wall with all his strength, leaning against the wall to catch his breath.

In the last level, I couldn't rush into anything impatient. I looked around and saw that there were no tools or weapons except his Tang Dao.

After thinking for a moment, He Chongtian raised his eyes and stared at the monitor. Everyone on the other side of the screen seemed to be looking at him.

There was fire in He Chongtian's eyes, and many people wanted to help him, but there was no solution.

How can we safely find the key from this eight-meter-deep snake cave?

I saw He Soaring bent over and pulled out the belt, spread it flat on the ground, took out the Tang knife and cut it. The belt, which was one meter long and three centimeters wide, was cut in a zigzag pattern.

He was making rope.

Soon, the belt was cut into slender strips more than seven meters long and tied at one end.

This knot is still learned from the agarwood. It can hold something tightly as soon as it is tightened.

He won't go down rashly, but he can fish out the snakes inside bit by bit.

It's a clumsy effort, time-consuming and labor-intensive, but it's safe.

Using this method, even a dangerous snake room can survive.

The dial of the watch was covered with blood. He didn't look at the time and just repeated it patiently.

The wounds on his body were still bleeding, but fortunately, no great effort was needed.

When he dropped the belt three times but failed to catch the snake, He Chongtian began to use the belt to search for the key.

The stench from the mountains of snake carcasses around him stung his brain.

The key was found.

But couldn't get it.

The crane shot up to the sky and looked at the snake corpse.

The belt could not support the weight of his body, so it was connected with a snake body and tied into a strong "rope".

The Tang knife pierced the ground, one end of the snake rope was tied to the handle, and he went down to get the key.

The slippery and cold feeling of the dead snake was uncomfortable. If he was not seriously injured, he would rather jump off.

After successfully getting the key, he climbed up. The snake he held in his hand suddenly opened its bloody mouth, its sharp snake teeth sharp.

He tilted his head to avoid it, and at the same time, he pinched the snake's seven inches.

It penetrates the intestines and ruptures the belly, killing the snake with one blow before its fangs spray out venom.

Returning to the ground again, He Chongtian felt a little exhausted and lay sprawled on the ground to calm down his breathing.

Chen Xiangyin must be waiting for him to return in the villa on the mountainside at this time.

She would sleep on his bed, use his dishes, and watch his red maple tree in the yard.

He Chongtian slowly straightened up and looked at the door leading to Jiuyao.

Jiuyao and Qiguan are on the same level, and they are ranked behind Qiguan, so they will probably be more dangerous.

What's in the maze of ghostly ingenuity?

He Chongtian grasped the handle of the knife, pulled it out with force, and held the Tang Dao tightly in his hand.

It's just the last step, he must get through it!

……

Pang Wenkui and Xiang Ying prepared to go to the ground.

Chen Xiangyin suddenly said: "Old Ghost Pang, do you want me to help you find Li Daoguang?"

Pang Wenkui paused, turned his face, and listened to her words without comment.

"Because your body-seizing technique can only be used on people of your own bloodline, right?"

Xiang Ying was startled.

Seize the body?

She knew that the Pang family was evil, but she didn't expect it to be so evil.

Isn't it Pang Xianshun, the man whose temperament changed drastically in front of him and whose face was burned?

Chen Xiangyin noticed Xiang Ying's expression and chuckled for a while: "Hu Qian, you are right about one thing. If it is true, who needs to be false?"

"What do you mean?" Xiang Ying took two timid steps back.

"Old ghost Pang, I can cooperate with you, but you can't trust me, and I can't swallow the bad breath in my heart."

Pang Wenkui thought for a moment but didn't reply. He really couldn't believe Chen Xiangyin's words.

Chen Xiangyin continued: "You said it was Li Daoguang who ordered you. I want to find him more than killing you. You should have some clues that you haven't told me, right?"

"That's right." Pang Wenkui put his hands behind his back: "Li Daoguang has a strong kung fu and has taken away my master's method. He is much more difficult to deal with than me, but... I know all about his life gate."

"So, you don't dare to confront such a difficult guy head-on and leave me as a gunner?"

"Don't say it so harshly." Pang Wenkui laughed dryly, "You are full of treasures, and Li Daoguang is so difficult to deal with because he has figured out your secrets. You are in my hands, I don't have to go find him. "

"But...what if you don't have enough knowledge and can't understand it? Or...die in an accident before you can understand it?"

Pang Wenkui's face darkened, and Chen Xiang understood, "Old ghost Pang, you only have one life left now, you must be afraid of death, right?"

Pang Wenkui frowned, she was right.

Chen Xiangyin said at the right time: "You know how to deal with Li Daoguang. I won't touch you. We will cooperate and each will get what he deserves."