Death.

In a very inconspicuous corner of Dingcheng District.

If it weren't for the hunchbacked old man who led him, Bu Fang might not have been able to find him.

No, it should be said that I never thought that the only entrance to Ccheng District was actually here.

Boom.

Entering the stone gate.

Walking in, the ground was flowing with black flowing water spreading with the power of curses. The flowing water was cold and bone-black, just like the flow of the frozen human soul flowing from the Yellow Spring River.

The hunchbacked old man walked in front with Bu Fang.

"This is a secret passage. A woman once told me... Unfortunately, I tried to break through and failed."

The hunchbacked old man said to Bu Fang.

In his tone, he seemed a little lonely. This death gate was a sad place for him.

"Your strength is good, and it's good at the level of the Great Dao Saint, but... it's still a bit difficult to get through the death threshold."

The hunchbacked old man turned around and glanced at Bu Fang.

Bu Fang pulled the corner of his mouth and said nothing.

The old man is also a chef, and Bu Fang was a little surprised when he mentioned this.

However, the old man only talked about the past and couldn't look back on it, so he didn't talk much to Bu Fang.

Their main purpose is to overcome the death threshold.

"There are three levels in total... aren't it very rare?"

The old man chuckled, revealing his yellow teeth all over his mouth.

Bu Fang was stunned. The old man was really out of place with the people in Dingcheng District, at least he was much more emotional than those people.

I like to smile very much.

"I passed two levels back then, but in the third level... I failed. I hope you don't repeat my mistakes."

The old man said.

"I really hope you can get through the death barrier and take me into Ccheng District."

The old man's eyes seemed to have a moist meaning surging.

"Only after entering Ccheng District, I can see... that person."

Bu Fang nodded.

The old man told him the location and he took the old man to Ccheng District, which was considered an equivalent exchange.

Xiaobai followed Bu Fang, and the little fox hugged Bu Fang's head and screamed.

"The first level has arrived."

The old man suddenly said.

Bu Fang was stunned.

Their pace stopped and stopped.

On the Colosseum.

The nobles who watched were immediately excited.

"Oh! It's starting! Be good, tear them apart!"

"I can't even pass the first level even if I suppress them!"

"The lowly low-class man lost without any brains!"

...

The nobles roared, their necks grew, and they stared at the scene.

Earl Xiaqiu glanced at the nobles and breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao You stared at the picture indifferently, and there was no sign of anything in his eyes.

The lady was very interested, her red lips raised, as if she was looking forward to something.

...

boom!!!

Death in the middle.

Bu Fang's mental power suddenly spread in all directions.

Buzz...

In that ground.

In the flowing black water flow, there is a cold collision sound.

Slowly, a black-armored figure appeared.

The figure was tied with black bandages and was wearing worn armor. His aura was rising and falling, and his cultivation seemed to have reached the peak of the Great Dao Saint.

Just the breath almost roared the entire channel.

"Be careful... This is the cursed Lich King!" The old man quickly reminded Bu Fang.

"Dirty Demon King?" Bu Fang was stunned.

Then I realized that it wasn't this dirty thing.

roar!

The dirty demon king roared, and his body was filled with endless curse power, making the Lich King's strength reach the peak of the Great Dao Saint.

boom!

The Lich King was very fast and he approached Bu Fang in an instant.

"If you cannot touch his body, you will be entangled by the power of curses and die instantly."

Bu Fang sensed the power of the curse and felt a stern in his heart.

Bang!!!

This Lich King is bound. Although he cannot use his magic power, his body is his biggest weapon. Every impact will corrode the ground out of a deep pit.

After a few moves, the ground was filled with extremely corrosive pits.

Xiaobai stood in the distance, his mechanical eyes flashing.

Xiaohu and Xiaopi left Bu Fang's shoulders and lay beside Xiaobai.

The hunchbacked old man was a little excited and clenched his fists.

With a rush.

The robe of the bird rolled up and fell on the last bottom of the space.

The surroundings are corroded curse power.

...

"This kid can't escape!"

"Tear him apart! Tear his body completely!"

"Is this kid so weak? I can't pass the first level... I'm wasting my bet!"

The nobles were even more nervous than the party involved, Qibufang.

Some people bet that Bu Fang could pass two levels, and immediately hugged his head in annoyance and cursed all kinds of words in his mouth.

Some people laughed excitedly, as if they saw the scene where the Lich King tore Bu Fang apart.

Earl Xiaqiu glanced at Xiaoyou.

"Don't the goddess bet?"

Earl Xiaqiu said with a smile.

Xiao Youzhe shook his head and didn't say anything.

The lady smiled and said, "You guys play, let's just come and have a look... I'll go back later. The queen attaches great importance to the goddess, afraid that it would put too much pressure on the goddess, so she asked me to take the goddess out to relax."

The lady glanced at Xiao You, then looked at the scene of the Colosseum, and the smile on her face became stronger and stronger.

Earl Xiaqiu seemed to understand something, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth. Then she glanced at Xiaoyou, turned to pay attention to the situation in the death camp, and stopped talking.

...

Of course, Bu Fang didn't know that he had become a picture that many people paid attention to.

The Lich King, who was at the peak of the Great Dao Saint, gave in to Bu Bu a little vigilant.
To be continued...