Liang Yan pondered for a moment, then suddenly waved his sleeve and sacrificed ten magic weapons including the Book of Life and Death, the Black Rope Ghost Tower, the Evil Mirror Stand, the Karma Fire Gourd, and the Youdu Soul-Slaying Sword.

These are the natal magic weapons of each of the ten kings of hell, and they are also things left by the lord of Fengdu City.

According to the memories of the Lords of Hell, only ten magic weapons can be opened to open the door to the eighteenth floor. Since the disappearance of the city lord, this door has only been opened once, and that time the Emperor Buried Heaven took away their magic weapons.

At this moment, ten magic weapons are suspended in mid-air.

Before Liang Yan could inject magic power, these magic weapons suddenly lit up with rays of light, each one as bright as the stars in the sky!

Suddenly, a beam of blue light shot out from the Book of Life and Death, and soon reached the evil mirror table, connecting the two magic weapons in a straight line.

Immediately afterwards, another beam of purple light shot out from the evil mirror platform, and it arrived at the Cauldron of Ten Thousand Souls in an instant. The Cauldron of Ten Thousand Souls also shot out a beam of white light, and it arrived at the Purifying Bottle of Turbidity in an instant.

Repeating this cycle, rays of light criss-crossed in the air, and after a moment, they actually formed an ancient and mysterious rune!

Buzz!

Buzz!

There was a strange sound in the air, as if an ancient bell that had been abandoned for many years was being struck with a wooden stick.

Suddenly, the "rune" in mid-air flew through the air, like a key, inserted deeply into the bronze door.

Buzz!

The last loud noise was earth-shattering, and at the same time, the ancient giant door slowly opened

A desolate and simple aura hit his face, causing most of the people present to take a step back involuntarily.

"The door is open."

Although everyone was frightened, they were also full of curiosity.

After all, except for the Burial Emperor and a few others, almost no living person had ever reached the last level of Fengdu City. They were also eager to know what it was like inside.

At this moment, a ray of light flashed through the crack in the door, revealing a human face.

This man's face was huge, his eyes were like lanterns, and he was looking down at everyone.

"Who is this person?" The Supreme Demon Lord shouted sternly.

The sudden change surprised everyone!

They were already in a state of mental stress, and when they suddenly saw a human face appearing above their heads, they all used their magic weapons without hesitation. Some people even kneaded the secrets with one hand, already condensing their magical powers secretly, and as long as they had a little

Mutations will take action without hesitation.

But that human face did not take the initiative to attack. He lowered his head and glanced at the crowd, then suddenly turned into a white light and fell from the door.

"Back off."

Liang Yan waved his hand, signaling everyone to move back.

Only he and Ah-Dai didn't move. They stood side by side, blocking everyone.

In just a moment, white light fell on the bluestone slab, revealing an old man.

The old man had a stooped figure, white hair as white as snow, and held a peach wood crutch in his right hand. Although his eyes were cloudy, they shone with a deep light.

"This person."

Liang Yan and Ah-Dai's eyes fell on the old man at the same time, with a trace of doubt in their eyes.

Because in their eyes, this old man's aura is unfathomable!

But for some reason, I felt certain in my heart that the old man in front of me was definitely not a saint!

"Do you feel this way too?" Liang Yan said secretly.

"Yeah." Dumb nodded slightly.

"Strange! The person who can make both of us feel unfathomable can only be a saint, but he is not a saint."

"I don't understand either." Dumb looked confused.

"Wait. I think I understand."

Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and secretly transmitted the message: "If you want to break through and become a saint, you must compete with Heaven for the origin of the law. Therefore, when we face a saint, we will have a sense of belonging, just like the relationship between a fish and the sea. But this man

No, he just gives us the feeling that he is strong, as if there is no bottleneck, and his magic power has accumulated to an unfathomable level!"

After listening to Liang Yan's words, Ah-Dai frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "As you said, this old man is not a saint, but he looks like a saint."

Understanding this, neither of them dared to act rashly.

At this moment, the old man was walking up to the two of them on crutches.

"Senior is not the Four Saints of Heavenly Palace. Forgive me for my poor eyesight. I wonder who the master is?" Liang Yan asked tentatively.

The old man stroked his long beard and laughed and said: "Don't get me wrong, I have no intention of stopping you, I just want you to give me a ride."

"bring you?"

Liang Yan and Ah-Dai looked at each other, both a little surprised.

"There is something strange about this man. He doesn't know whether he is an enemy or a friend."

"He seems to be subject to some kind of restrictions and cannot do whatever he wants. Let's not quarrel, let's just wait and see what happens."

"Um."
Chapter completed!