High energy behind the door [unlimited]

Leng Mo stopped fighting and the ground was covered with a layer of wood slag.

Master Wang lay abruptly on the ground, forming a vacuum circle around him.

Fatty Wang is still talking about "secret rituals" with Chen Yao.

"It's impossible to get rid of it. He Zhiyuan has been doing this for many years. I heard that he has found an heir, but I don't know who it is. He is the presiding judge of Sequence 1. Later, he used some method to superimpose the Sequence 2 butcher, Bloody Christmas. You should have heard of it? In that nightmare door, a total of 12 people entered, and the entire army was almost wiped out. Then He Zhiyuan slaughtered 372 active and non-active attacking NPCs, almost killing the entire door. All the npcs that can be seen on the map can find out the hidden Santa Claus."

The bloody Christmas mentioned by Fatty Wang, Chen Yao knows, is a legend that has been passed down to the present more than ten years ago.Chen Yao was scared and cried by this story when she was a child.He asked curiously: "Hasn't the Sequence 2 Butcher disappeared for many years? Also, Fat Brother, what I asked is what is called a superimposed sequence, can you answer it positively."

Fatty Wang: "That's the literal meaning, the two sequences are superimposed."

Chen Yao: "Why do I feel that there is no difference between what you said and what you didn't say?"

Fatty Wang: "That's why you won't get lost. It's a secret. How can I know more?"

Chen Yao made a "cut", and Jian Jia and Leng Mo had landed over there.He got out of the invisibility cloak: "Hurry up, they're done. Are you going to attack the npc Master Wang?"

Actually no, just when Leng Mo was about to wipe Master Wang's neck, Xu Ming rushed over suddenly, with a terrified expression, he shouted: "Stop."

Master Wang also opened his eyes at this moment, rolled on the ground trembling all over, and said to Xu Ming, "Master Immortal, this is different from what you said."

Jian Geng raised her eyebrows: "Hey, what kind of shady deal is this?"

Li Shuya walked over holding her stomach, Xu Xiaotian supported her, she put her hand on Xu Ming's shoulder, and sighed, "Forget it."

Xu Ming struggled, and the veins on the back of his clenched fist bulged.

After about half a minute, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and threw it on the ground.

Jian Jian glanced at the stacked papers on the ground: "Your attitude makes me very uncomfortable." After he finished speaking, he turned his head simply: "Brother, do it."

"Stop, stop." Xu Ming gave Jian Jia a hard look, took two steps forward, picked up the paper, unfolded it, and presented it to Jian Jia and Leng Mo.

This is the portion of a painting from a scroll, torn from the scroll for preservation.A village is drawn on it, and the place of the king's house is vacant.Other than that, there was no one else.

"This door is a low-level copy of other high-level doors." Xu Tiandao: "I have entered a higher-level world behind the door that is similar to the world background of this door. So after entering this door, I immediately found that Before the mission started, I took away the original picture scroll in this door—this original picture scroll is a special evasion tool for the mission. Later, when you came in, I found that your strength is very Strong, so I used upgrade props to artificially upgrade this door."

When Chen Yao heard that Xu Tian had upgraded the door with props, he immediately glared angrily: "Are you taking us for granted?"

The corner of Jian Geng's mouth twitched: "...you are really a little genius."

Xu Tian: "The upgrade item is very weak. Originally, it should only increase the difficulty of monsters a little, without affecting the level of the door. But I didn't expect that the level of this door seems to have changed because of the series of doors, and a little reminder nor."

"The last batch of puppets are as difficult as a nightmare door." Leng Mo said suddenly, and the content made everyone's hearts sink.

Xu Ming caught his breath, and then shouted: "Impossible, the door I have experienced is only a difficult level."

Jian Geng: "Shabi, you yourself said that there is a problem with the props. What's so strange about the door being upgraded to a nightmare?" Having said that, Jian Geng thought of the high-level "door" that appeared like a shadow "Levelless Doors".Something, without them realizing it, was spiraling out of control.

Leng Mo suddenly held Jian Geng's hand, and Jian Geng realized that he couldn't control himself, shaking like Parkinson's.

He reluctantly smiled at Leng Mo: "It's okay, we have already guessed the connection door, the mission of the spirit watch has not changed, as long as you find the evildoer, you will definitely be able to get out through this door."

Leng Mo tightened his five fingers: "On the drawing paper."

"What?" Xu Ming shook his hand, and the drawing paper slowly fell down.

Master Wang rushed forward: "Immortal——"

The "Serial Killer's Commemorative Dagger" was like a bolt of black lightning, making an extremely fast sound of piercing through the air, and the short blade pierced through the drawing paper.A figure suddenly appeared on the drawing paper.

The figure looked like a scholar, and after the shape appeared on the drawing paper, the drawing paper burned.

As the flames engulfed the picture scroll, ashes scattered freely, and when the wind blew, it turned around quickly.

"He, is he going to show his real body?" Chen Yao hid behind Fatty Wang: "Is there any props to attack him?"

"Yes, wait." Fatty Wang hurriedly took out his pocket. He remembered that there was a prop in his inventory that was specially used to deal with the painted ghosts. Where did it come from?

From the ashes, the scholar gradually took shape.

Leng Mo stepped forward and pulled out the dagger on the ground.He approached the scholar, and the scholar looked at him gloomyly. With a wave of his brush, a wave of ugly monsters appeared out of thin air and rushed towards Leng Mo.

Leng Mo had to push away, and deal with the summons of these scholars first.

Xu Mingzao protected Li Shuya and Xu Xiaotian and retreated into the distance. Chen Yao scolded, "You idiot." He dug out a glass bottle by himself. The bottle was transparent, and the color of the viscous liquid inside was very strange. Switch back and forth between yellow and green.

Chen Yao took off the bottle cap, sucked up a tube of liquid with the dropper on the bottle cap, and then threw it at the four-faced monster.The monster let out a cry of pain, and a big hole was corroded on its body, exposing the edge of the paper.

Fatty Wang: "Little brother is very fierce."

Chen Yao: "I just have this bottle of life-saving potion, it's hard to practice."

Seeing this, Jian Geng leaned over, took out his silver dagger, and said, "Give me some."

Chen Yao: "It might corrode your dagger too."

Jian Geng: "It's okay, this is also a prop, although it is tasteless, but its function will never be broken."

"Infinite durability." Chen Yao said, and squeezed the medicine in the dropper onto Jian Geng's dagger, and the blade of the small silver dagger turned yellow, green and purple with flowers.

A monster rushed towards the two of them, and Jian Geng just took it to test the knife.The dagger pierced into the monster's body, corroding a large hole.But Jian Geng miscalculated the monster's power value, and was thrown to the ground with a solid back numbness.

"This monster is so strong?" Chen Yao was stunned and took half a step back. There was a voice behind him. While throwing the medicine sideways, he kicked the monster back two steps.

Chen Yao understood, it wasn't the monster's problem, it was the prophet, this sequence really couldn't be played.

"I found it!" Fatty Wang rummaged through his pockets for a long time, and finally found his prop——

A piece, huge, of an eraser.

"Magic Eraser": It can erase all life in the world in the painting.

At this moment, Fatty Wang seemed to have a layer of golden light all over his body.He held up a huge eraser and waved it left and right, as if Moses divided the Red Sea, and all the monsters were erased and disappeared.

The scholar held the brush, his face contorted.

Fatty Wang laughed and poked the eraser on the scholar.

Poke once, poke twice...

"Huh?" Fatty Wang was surprised: "What's going on?"

"Hahahaha." The scholar laughed maniacally, "Do you think I'm also a painter? I—"

Leng Mo stabbed the scholar in the back of the heart, and the red light on the dagger flashed.Leng Mo twisted the dagger expressionlessly, the scholar was speechless.

Fatty Wang: "In this way, what kind of thing are you? It doesn't have any influence."

A paintbrush fell off.Leng Mo bent down to pick it up, and threw it to Jian Geng who was rubbing his back.

"Scholar's Paintbrush": energy storage props. After 72 hours of energy storage, you can draw three and four images.

Jian Geng stored the props in the spirit watch, and Leng Mo came over and firmly grasped his wrist.

Jane: "?"

Leng Mo: "That door."

Jian Geng has a sore nose for no reason. There is a person who remembers that you are different from others when everyone relaxes and waits to go out of the "door".

……

The world shattered into fragments, and the moment the real world and the world behind the "gate" intertwined and changed.

A door popped up suddenly.

This time, on the door that was bound by chains, the golden border traced complex and magnificent shading patterns, and the chains tightened it tightly, but it did not diminish its power at all.

It stood there so quietly that everyone saw it.

Fatty Wang's complexion suddenly changed.He still remembered how much disaster the strange "door" of the folding fan had brought them.Afterwards, he checked the information in the merchant alliance and learned that this "door" was a "door" that they couldn't afford to mess with.

Chen Yao was ignorant and fearless. Seeing the stiff muscles on the fat man's face, he asked, "Brother fat, what is this?"

Fatty Wang: "Shut up, don't ask, it's not a good thing."

On the gorgeous black gate, the tightly locked chains suddenly tightened, making a loud "clang".

Jian Geng trembled all over, with a puff of air in his chest, and he could hardly breathe.He seemed to be in a muddy swamp, the mud from all directions invaded his mouth and nose, all sounds disappeared, and the boundless darkness enveloped him.

As if he was the only one left in the whole world.

There was a sudden pain in the hand, and the empty darkness faded away like a tide.

The temperature of the palm made Jian Geng regain a little sense.Before he had time to speak, the world changed accordingly, and they fell out of the "door".