"Jiang Gan, behind you" I yelled.
Wang Jianggan reacted very quickly.
He turned sideways subconsciously and instantly pulled out a snow-white dagger from his calf pocket with his right hand.
He turned around once and heard the sound of a mirror shattering.
With the sound, the mirror behind Wang Jiangqian suddenly exploded, leaking out of the golden wall behind him.
In my eyes, Wang Jianggan's dagger had already penetrated the man's eye socket, but what I didn't expect was that the man raised the butcher knife in his hand as if he hadn't heard anything.
He chopped off Wang Jianggan's head without any hesitation.
I even felt the smell of blood coming from the butcher knife.
This was definitely not an illusion, definitely not a imaginary hallucination.
My pupils shrank, and I roared fiercely.
Ya Shajin turned his head, and the long black sword passed through Wang Jiangqian's armpit like a meteor, and cut off the man's wrist diagonally upward.
The butcher's knife Then it turned into a ball of red mist and exploded with a pop.
The corners of my eyes twitched.
This was when everyone saw this man.
This man was dripping with blood and looked like a walking dead.
Half of his face was already ulcerated.
I shook my fingers.
Just when I was about to say something, this man disappeared in front of us again.
"What is this?"
Wang Jiangqian looked at the black blood on the snow-white dagger and frowned.
Not just him, all of us are thinking about this issue at this time.
Is this thing that can be hidden in the mirror a real ghost or just an illusion of ours?
Real or unreal If he is illusory, then there is no way to explain the black blood on Wang Jianggan's dagger, but if he is real, without Ji Chengxue's level, ghosts cannot be real, and they want to switch back and forth between reality and fantasy. , Unless you reach Ji Chengxue's level, there is no possibility.
Ji Chengxue once said that there are very few people like her in the whole world.
If the man with the butcher knife really has such ability, I'm afraid he doesn't need so many tricks.
He can just come out and kill us in seconds.
But I can't I can’t imagine how this elite monster could have special abilities like the boss.
"That's the executioner, the executioner under King Y of Shang."
Luoyang looked at us and explained.
It turns out that when King Y of Shang was in power, he had trained a group of elites.
These elites were not used to kill the enemy, but to kill their own people.
Their duties were equivalent to the current military courts and disciplinary inspections, but their work It also includes killing.
This group of people can freely judge right and wrong, life and death.
So in the era when King Shang Y was in power, a lot of people died, hundreds or thousands of people died almost every day, but King Shang Y heard the least opposition because all the disobedient people had died.
To achieve this, he would do something even more extreme than Jin Yiwei.
After reaching old age, King Shang Y found that he could not live forever.
In his old age, King Shang Y began to fear ghosts and gods, and his fear of human beings became much smaller.
As a result, this group of elite troops who had been trained by King Shang Y since childhood were all sentenced to death.
All the methods used were capital punishment.
There was no reason and no one was allowed to resist.
What King Shang Y wanted was that after his death, this group of people could follow him and go to the Y world to help him eliminate those disobedient things.
"Then what should I do?
Such a man looks very good."
Wang Jiangqian spread his hands and said.
"I don't know, and I don't have any clue.
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I can only wait for him to show up again."
I said with a cold face and shook my head.
I filtered several ways in my mind, but none of them were realistic.
At present, the best way is Just wait for the man to appear and kill him the moment he appears, otherwise there will be nothing we can do after he disappears.
"Pa" At this moment, a crisp sound of the mirror shattering sounded in my ears.
I saw Chen Changsheng humming, smashing a palm-sized mirror with a wine gourd, and then went to knock the second one with great interest.
Just like a country child who has never seen any high-end toys and can even play with a bug with great joy.
I was a little stunned: "Changsheng, what are you doing?"
"Smash the mirror."
Chen Changsheng smashed another bronze mirror that was as tall as a person and looked at me with a disapproving look on his face.
"I know you are smashing the mirrors.
I'm asking you why you smashed them.
What's wrong with you?"
I watched Chen Changsheng smashing the bronze mirror on the wall with great joy.
He was using great strength, as if he was venting something.
We all looked at him with the same emotion.
Chen Changsheng snorted softly, smashed the last piece of glass on the entire wall, and then turned to look at us: "I don't know why you think so complicated, are all cultural people like this?
Isn't this the executioner who is awesome?"
Can we only carry out sneak attacks in the mirror?
I smashed the mirror to see how he can still fight in the tunnel with me. " After Chen Changsheng finished speaking, I opened my mouth and was completely stunned.
Then I couldn't help but laugh.
I thought I was really smart, but I was mistaken by my cleverness.
Why did I think of such a simple thing so complicated, like As Chen Changsheng said, just smash the mirror to pieces.
No matter how powerful the man with the butcher knife is, he can only attack us from inside the mirror.
Without the mirror, he is nothing, right?
The reason why one plus one equals two is actually because one plus one equals two.
If we want to investigate it in depth, it is undoubtedly a question of chicken laying eggs.
If it is simple, direct and rough, the effect will often be better.
At this time, everyone reacted and kept smashing the mirrors on the wall.
After a while, there was only the last mirror left on the wall, occupying a mirror on the front wall.
Gu Xinlie struck out with his knife, and with a snap, the mirror instantly shattered into a pile of fragments in front of us.
I smiled, and I was about to say something about Chen Changsheng's awesomeness, but my eyes suddenly lit up, and it was like a hanging wall.
The stone steps as long as a ladder suddenly appeared in front of me.
This stone step is almost a hundred meters long, extending upward at a forty-five-degree angle, leading all the way to the darkness at the top.
Moreover, this stone step is only less than half a meter wide, and each step is almost twenty centimeters.
High, surrounded by abyss, pitch black darkness without any light.
If it falls accidentally, it will be fatal.
I really can't imagine how this stone step was built, because it is too steep.
I am even afraid that this stone step will break halfway.
Below is a specially dug abyss.
I don't know how deep it is.
It's clear, but the difference between the top and bottom is probably a hundred meters high.
At such a height, let alone me, even a master like Gu Xinlie would be thrown to pieces.
"What the hell is this?
It's so high that it scares me to death."
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Wang Jiangqian glanced at it, immediately shrank his neck and cursed, blinking his eyes with a depressed look on his face.
"Is it okay if I don't go up?
I'm afraid of heights.
I'll die if I go up."
Chen Changsheng grabbed his neck and said aloud.
"Brother Gu, if the stone steps break after we climbed up, are you sure of surviving?"
I swallowed and looked at Gu Xinlie, who still looked indifferent next to me.
If even Gu Xinlie was not sure of surviving, then It's so boring.
After so many years, it's hard to say whether the stone steps are strong or not.
"No."
Gu Xinlie shook his head.
"If you fall from this high stone step, you will definitely die.
Even a master like my father will not survive."
Cao Zijian shook his head and said.
"Really or not, not even your father can do it?"
Wang Jiangqian opened his mouth and asked, who is Cao Zijian's father?
That is Cao Qingcang, a powerful tycoon of the generation.
Even such a figure cannot survive.
We, the little shrimp-level players, , I was really scared.
Even though the tomb of King Y of Shang was up there, I had to be able to go up there.
"Is there any other way?"
I licked my lips and asked.
"There should be no more.
Looking at the width and length of the abyss, even if it were there, it would probably be similar to the situation we are encountering now.
It's totally impossible for me to climb up these stone steps."
Cao Zijian shook his head.
"This is the ladder to the heaven.
If you don't go up with consciousness, you will definitely die.
You have to think about it.
If it doesn't work, it's better not to show off."
Luoyang took out a pipe from nowhere and put it in his mouth.
He took a sip, his eyes charming.
"Knock on the ladder to heaven" I asked.
"Yes, there was a kind of altar in the Shang Dynasty, which was dedicated to offering sacrifices to heaven and earth.
It did not offer sacrifices to any ghosts and gods, but only believed in heaven and earth.
Generally speaking, altars to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth were placed in very high places.
The highest one was almost twenty meters, and the king To worship, you have to climb up the ladder and kowtow step by step without turning back.
If you don’t do it sincerely, you will never climb to the top of the ladder and die of exhaustion.
But this is the first time I have seen such a long ladder.
He exhaled a thin puff of smoke and said loudly.
"Is it possible for you to be so evil, sister?
You want to be sincere?
Now we are robbing someone's grave.
Do you believe me if I say that I am sincere?
How is it possible?"
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Chen Changsheng scratched his head and looked at Luoyang and said.
But it is true as he said, this is completely different, we do not have any awe or respect in our hearts.
If it is said that knocking on the ladder to heaven will automatically abandon all those who are not pious, then I am afraid that we can only turn back and get out of the mountain now, otherwise it is completely impossible to reach the end.
"You are such a pig.
The consciousness I'm talking about is your own consciousness.
What's above?
King Shang Y's tomb contains treasures and funerary objects that you can't imagine.
But if you want it, you have to die to take it.
You Have you already made the determination to die?
Or in other words, are you ready to die?"
Luoyang looked up at us, like a queen looking down on the world: