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Chapter 342: The Ancient Well Doesn't Wave


Du Jiang exclaimed: "Could it be that all of these nine golden gates are for export?"

Sun Yue said deeply: "It's hard to say.

What I care about is that even if the exit is opened, how long it can last or how many people it can integrate into."

An Ling was surprised: "Once the exit is opened, won't everyone be able to get out?"

Sun Yue sneered and said: "An Ling, you are too naive.

Since these golden gates are opened by the power of the flames in the altar, the key lies in the touch of power.

Once the flames come down, these golden gates lose their touch.

Of course it will be closed.”

As soon as Sun Yue said this, everyone took a breath.

It was not safe to find the exit.

The first of the nine golden gates was not sure which one was the exit.

In addition, even if the golden gate was opened, the golden gate was still uncertain.

It will be closed as many people as it can accommodate.

How do these seven hundred people escape?

An Liang shouted: "You have never been to this extraterrestrial space before.

All these are just your guesses, and they are not very accurate."

Sun Yue said coldly: "Then we will wait and see."

Du Jiang suddenly shouted: "Let me go and take a look."

He jumped up, then stepped heavily towards the edge of the altar.

His whole body suddenly jumped up and jumped straight towards one of the golden doors on the beam surface.

Go up.

"Swish" the sound of Du Jiang's clothes was heard, and finally Du Jiang actually settled on it, and what he stepped on was the crack in the golden gate.

"Ah, Mr.

Du is standing on top."

Everyone below raised their heads and looked up, marveling at the magic of that gap.

The light beam that was originally an illusion turned out to be just like the real thing.

However, although the gap could accommodate a foot, it was too small for the whole person.

Du Jiang could not even stretch a leg in.

Du Jiang couldn't stand the dazzling light around him, so he squinted his eyes.

He tried hard to keep his figure from falling, and then started a new plan.

"Let me try this Golden Gate!"

He suddenly shouted, and suddenly struck the Golden Gate heavily with a palm that he had been preparing for a long time.

"Boom" The powerful palm struck the golden gate, and a sound like a bell and drum sounded.

And with Du Jiang's snap, a golden light suddenly burst out from the entire beam.

"Ah" Du Jiang screamed, unable to maintain his balance anymore and fell directly.

He high-fived the ground repeatedly and vertically moved his body several times before landing successfully.

"What's the situation?"

Sun Yue asked.

Du Jiang took a breath, gritted his teeth, and said, "I tried my best, but the crack didn't move at all.

It seems that it can only be burned by the flames of the altar." altar When the beam of light burst out just now, everyone was pushed back a step by an invisible force.

At this time, they all stood still, and their eyes were focused on the altar again.

Each altar is as high as two people.

At first glance, it looks like a large bronze cauldron that has been enlarged several times.

The color of the altar is simple and deep, and it is unknown how many years it has experienced.

The surface is covered with mysterious carvings, and each carving is extremely sophisticated and complex in style.

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Looking closely, it seems that there are several black dragons carved on it.

The flames on the altar were rising, and they seemed very strong at first glance, but they could not reach the edge of the Golden Gate.

Now, the only thing left is to increase the burning of the flame.

"What should I use to fuel the fire?"

someone asked.

Du Jiang turned around and shouted to Yan Chitong: "Let your people take out their clothes and throw them all into the altar in the middle."

"Yes, yes."

Yan Chitong responded quickly without any orders from him.

The Amaterasu people behind him were already busy, taking out clothes from the space ring, and one by one they stepped forward and threw them into the middle. in the altar.

I threw a dozen pieces of clothes in at once, but the purple-red flames of the altar did not change at all.

Sun Yue stopped the people behind him with a sound, his eyes brightened, and he said in a deep voice: "There is no need to throw these clothes away since they can't help fuel the fire."

Du Jiang gritted his teeth and said, "If clothes can't help burn, why do we need wood?"

Yan Chitong said repeatedly: "Master Du, Master Sun, I will send people to chop down the trees right now."

He turned around and ordered: "Chen Tai, bring all the people and horses to chop down two big trees nearby."

"Yes" Chen Tai took the order, immediately ordered all ten masters, and hurried to the nearest forest.

After a few sticks of incense, everyone quickly carried two big trees.

"Two gentlemen," Chen Tai shouted.

"Put it in."

Du Jiang's face was a little solemn.

The two big trees were quickly thrown into the altar.

However, just like the previous situation, the purple-red flames did not change at all, and the burning intensity was still exactly the same as before.

"Wow" There was a commotion in the crowd.

This purple-red flame was so strange.

Even clothes and trees, which are best for burning, couldn't help the flames.

So what else could be burned?

“What’s going on?”

"What exactly does this flame rely on to burn?"

Everyone was really frightened.

If these flames could not rise up, even if they found the Nine Golden Gates, it would be in vain.

The exit would never be opened.

Wouldn't they and others be consumed here?

Du Jiang suddenly became anxious.

He jumped up again and struck a strong palm wind in mid-air towards the dark inside of the altar.

He wanted to see if the flames would react.

"Bang" Du Jiang's palm struck, but the altar remained motionless.

The most important thing was that the purple-red flame did not change at all.

This was even more confusing.

Logically speaking, even if the flames cannot take off, but such a palm wind passes by, the flames will at least sway, but this purple-red flame does not even tremble.

"Ah, what the hell is this?"

Exclamations kept coming, and some pessimistic people even became desperate all of a sudden, shouting: "If the flames can't burn, the Golden Gate can't be opened.

We won't be trapped here like this.

In the end, we will be as useless as those withered bones."

This can’t be done” Xiao Xiao looked at the flames in the altar for a long time, his eyes flickering, and suddenly whispered to Xiao Yunsheng: "Brother, this purple-red flame is so magical, I don't know if my natal spiritual fire tube will work."

Xiao Yunsheng pondered and said: "This extraterrestrial space was created by a peerless master.

I'm afraid your natal spiritual fire still won't be able to burn this Golden Gate.

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Let's check the situation first."

Sun Yue shouted irritably: "Stop making noises and calm down for me."

Everyone was shocked.

Du Jiang, who was originally a hot-tempered person, did not yell at this moment.

His eyes trembled and he suddenly jumped up again.

Everyone was surprised when they saw Du Jiang's action: Mr.

Du still wanted to slap him, but hadn't he already tried it just now?

What's the use of persisting like this?

Du Jiang did not take out his palm.

He jumped up because he wanted to see clearly.

When he jumped up and took out his palm for the first time, he seemed to see something growing behind the altar.

This time, he finally saw clearly.

Yes, something was growing there.

It turned out that there was a huge purple-red flower growing there.

"There is a big purple flower there," Du Jiang, who was in mid-air, shouted, and he immediately drew his sword.

The spirit sword flew out and shot over there, causing the flowers to jump up and then fly back.

However, when flying back, something happened that no one could have imagined.

The spirit sword flew back with the huge purple-red flower.

When it flew out of the gap, it inevitably rubbed against the flames on the altar.

Although it only rubbed a little, the purple-red flower was instantly involved.

Into the flames.

"Peng" The purple-red flames that had been calm all this time seemed to have been exploded.

In an instant, they soared half a foot high and burned directly to the golden door above.

"ah" Seeing the sudden scene in front of them, everyone was frightened, but what shocked them was still behind.

The purple-red flower burned in the flames, and a smell of roasted blood suddenly filled the air.

Looking at it like this, the lying flower gave people the faint illusion of a corpse, as if what was burning inside was not a human body.

A flower, but a person.

The feeling in everyone’s eyes and ears can explain it all: