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Chapter 642: Eight Dilemmas(3/3)

What shocked him the most was not the standing of these eight gates, but the blood spilled in front of each gate, as well as the corresponding pieces of flesh and severed limbs.

Before closing the door, he was half-dressed in black, with a broken arm and blood and scraps of flesh, which was extremely horrifying.

Before he was born, he had half a shoe and a broken leg.

Before hurting the door, a flap in the butt...

Dumen, arms, internal organs...

Jingmen, tibia, spine...

Door of death, nothing!

Shocking door, bloody left arrow...

Open the door... there's a head!

Jiang Tai scanned them one by one, his pupils shrinking sharply.

The head in front of the final door was none other than my companion on this mission, Jiang Yu!

"No, don't move..."

The head was bleeding and the orifices were red, but intermittent human voices still flowed out from the corners of the ferocious cracked mouth.

"Bagua...pilgrimage map..."

"Eight Gates, Spirits, Spirit Array..."

"Choose one and think about it, and then you can come out..."

"No, don't move!!!"

As if he saw Jiang Tai trying to lift his feet, the decapitated expression immediately started to struggle violently, and he shouted suddenly, but after a mouthful of blood came out, he had no further words.

"died?"

Jiang Tai was dumbfounded.

That night clothes, that expression, that familiar tone...

There is no doubt that this person is Jiang Yu!

But Jiang Tai didn't believe it at all.

How could he not know the horror of high-level spiritual formations?

Although it is difficult to simulate these, it is not impossible.

All of this is just to better make the formation breaker believe in the illusion.

But just now, he made a tentative move by raising his feet, but in exchange for Jiang Yu's desperate roar...

"Do not move?"

Jiang Tai was silent.

His heart was racing and he didn't know what to do.

The inability to take steps was the conclusion that I, a half-time formation breaker, came to in this spiritual formation.

It is impossible for outsiders to know!

Now, Jiang Yu's severed head died in front of his eyes just to warn him of this message.

What's the meaning?

How did he know?

Is he real?

"Bagua Pilgrimage Picture..."

Recalling the information Jiang Yu gave before his death, Jiang Tai hesitated.

Is this still an illusion?

Or is it the last scene that Jiang Yu summoned the power of the spiritual formation in another place and tried his best to deliver it?

If it's the former, I believe it probably represents death!

If it's the latter, if you don't believe it, it means Jiang Yu's last struggle was wasted!

Jiang Tai's eyes were fixed on the bloody left arrow in front of the shocking door.

Following the arrow, he could see the empty Death Door.

"die……"

This is a door that no one would want to enter.

What was shown in the scene in front of him was the only way Jiang Yu was given to survive after several attempts at the cost of his body.

A heaven, a hell?

Jiang Tai clenched his fists suddenly.

He didn't know whether this large array was originally from the Pilgrim Tower or was brought by Mr. Xu.

But he knew that if Jiang Yu couldn't break the formation at this time, he might be in serious danger.

"Xu De choked!"

Jiang Tai clenched his back molars and tasted a hint of fishy taste in his throat.

Is the choice to continue to wait...

Still believe in the picture in front of me, one thought will lead to death...

Regardless of the consequences, he broke through the formation with reckless force and directly destroyed the spiritual formation...

——No time to choose!

Eyes widening angrily, Jiang Yu only pondered for half a second before raising his fist.
Chapter completed!
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