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Chapter 617 My Door

Stepping on the ladder and auspicious clouds, "Zhang Mingli" painted the sun, moon and stars on his body, looking at the gate of heaven that was so close to him.

There are thirteen transformation methods hidden in Zhemeng Town. Each one has the opportunity to become unspeakable at the end of the practice, but the resources of Zhemeng Town are simply not enough to support everyone to take the last step.

Compared with other transformation methods, the method of building a view has great disadvantages, which cannot move and is not good at fighting, so every spiritual view will be occupied by other ghosts and gods and lose its will.

"I was in the darkness of the ground, eating the debris you fell from other nightmares, collecting the corpses you ruined, and building this place little by little with the filthy things you don't even see."

The glazed golden tiles reflect the rays of light. No one can imagine how terrifying and dirty the magnificent immortal palace is in people's eyes.

"All preparations are for this moment."

Each transformation method has its own characteristics and is in charge of a rule in Zhemeng Town. However, because Nine-level spiritual view has never appeared in Zhemeng Town before, no one knows what the rule is to cultivate the method of building the view to the extreme.

The power of all believers in the temple was used as a bond to turn the Immortal Palace into reality. Zhang Mingli used this to trap most of the ghosts and gods in Zhemeng Town, and used them as sacrifices to try to open the Heavenly Gate.

For those living in this deep nightmare, when they open their eyes, they see endless darkness, surrounded by all kinds of cruel and strange evil spirits. Leaving here and getting out of this nightmare is their most real and true hope.

"Zhang Mingli" raised his hand, but this simple action took a lot of effort, as if his whole body was wrapped in chains.

When his hand touched the Tianmen, his face began to blur, no longer like Zhang Mingli, but another ordinary person, the power of faith gathered on him rushed into the Tianmen.

A series of divine patterns appeared on the door standing at the highest point of the nightmare. The patterns were similar to the Blood City tattoo, but the aura contained completely different.

"Friends of Taoism, please help me with another help! The gate of heaven is about to open, dawn is coming! Dream is about to wake up!"

The financiers turned into smoke with a fever on their faces, and merged into the glow like ascension. The trapped ghosts and gods began to become weak, and their characteristics were being borrowed for a short time.

The patterns on the Tianmen became clearer and clearer. "Zhang Mingli" pressed his hands on the door, starting with his palms, all the patterns were ignited, and a pair of extremely huge butterfly wings appeared on the Tianmen, as if they were going to fly into the abyss with the whole world.

"open!"

Everyone's body in Lingguan was hollowing out, but the expression of "Zhang Mingli" was unprecedentedly crazy. The tightly closed sky gate in front of him really opened a thin slit!

A very shallow beam of blood shone in. Zhemeng Town, which is forever shrouded in the dark, seemed to have really waited for its dawn.

"Zhang Mingli"'s eyes were stinging, as if they were about to melt like ice in the next second, but he didn't care at all. He pressed the door with great excitement and almost lay on the door.

"It's soon, it's soon!" His face was so excited that he was crowded forward. He actually didn't care about other people's lives or death, nor was he going to open the Heavenly Gate completely. He just wanted to let himself enter the Heavenly Gate first in just a few seconds of trapping ghosts and gods.

The immortal palace in Lingguan is false and woven by many townsmen with fantasy, but the "xian palace" behind Tianmen really exists.

He squeezed his head and twisted his body. "Zhang Mingli" finally pushed his head into the Tianmen against the light. He opened his eyes wide, and he only saw the world on the other side of the Tianmen in the entire spiritual temple.

The body that was pushing the door wildly paused, and the distortion and madness on "Zhang Mingli"'s face were wrapped in an extremely terrifying chill. His expression didn't even have time to change, and he froze in place.

"Zhang Mingli" did not continue to crowd behind the door desperately. He stopped in front of the gap where the sky gate opened, with lifelike butterfly wings on both sides. "Does the Heaven Gate lead to reality? Is this a place deeper than a deep nightmare...?"

The power of belief began to collapse from "Zhang Mingli"'s body, all his beliefs were shaken, and the glow of countless believers turned into blood-red.

The appearance of the owner of Lingguan is now completely different from that of Zhang Mingli. His body is withering rapidly, just like a statue of a **** in an ancient temple that has been blew by the wind and sun for thousands of years.

When the owner of Lingguan was stunned, his will was immersed in his heart and his hand was pressed on the door in his heart.

There were countless messy sounds in my ears, some of which were blocking, some encouragement, some roars, some insults, and more of which were calls for help.

Taking a deep breath, Gao Ming used his arm to force, and the **** glow and auspicious clouds that had lost their direction began to surge towards the place where he was hiding. The power of belief changed direction and gathered towards him frantically!

"open!"

The blood city pattern on the lock turned into cracks, and the sound of shattering changed from one or two at the beginning to bursts of thunder.

"You will regret it! You will definitely regret it when you go back! I killed you so many times just to prevent you from becoming me again. This road cannot be done, it cannot be done!"

"Don't listen to them, do what you think!"

"No matter whether you have a high life or not, no matter what choice your fate gives you, make a decision according to your own will!"

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All the sounds were finally covered by the shattering sound in Gao Ming's heart. The sound became louder and louder, and finally it came out of Gao Ming's chest, resounding throughout Lingguan.

The owner of the spiritual temple who was pushing the door and the ghosts and gods who were temporarily trapped heard it. They looked back at the wounded earth, where there was a deer covered with black hair.

Everything in the eighth level is controlled by the rules of ghosts and gods, but this strange deer seems to be out of control. In a sense, it has got rid of the rules of Zhemeng Town.

"It was only after gathering the power of most of the ghosts and gods in Zhemeng Town that I received this opportunity." The owner of the Lingguan became ferocious: "No, this is my Lingguan, this is my Heavenly Gate, and no one can take it away! Even if it is even darker outside the door..."

The last core of the big lock was completely broken under the impact of two internal and external forces. The voice of the owner of the Spirit Temple was drowned, and the pair of huge butterfly wings on the Heavenly Gate instantly turned bloody, and each time they flapped, they burned away part of it like fire.

Unlike the owner of Lingguan, Gao Ming seemed to hold down an invisible door with both hands. He was on this side of the door and there were still pairs of hands helping him.

The power of faith and the real manifested all the illusions in the heart. Gao Ming raised his head and saw the room in his heart clearly.

The room sealed by chains was filled with various terrifying and exaggerated torture instruments, and was full of ghosts that had appeared in fragments of his memory.

Through the invisible door, they were also looking at Gao Ming.

(End of this chapter)