Zhang Heng felt that death was so close to him that his body could not move at all, so he could only helplessly watch the black light column approaching slowly towards him.

Since coming to this world, Zhang Heng has felt the approach of death twice.

The first time was when I met Ouyang Zu, the other party revealed the details of his body-taking, which made him fall into the shadow of death.

The second time was in that canyon, pressed by an iceberg, suffering from severe internal and external injuries, and fell into a deadly realm that was difficult to recover.

"Blooding the Fanjia Town and pardon the life and death gate." Zhang Heng suddenly remembered this sentence and recovered from despair and helplessness.

Just as the black light column was about to approach Zhang Heng, the silver ingot in his hand suddenly emitted a bloody light.

A bloody shadow like a boy blocked Zhang Heng.

That's it? Zhang Heng stared at the boy's face.

Heihei's face and familiar eyes, isn't he Fan Xiaohei?

Fan Xiaohei smiled brightly at Zhang Heng: "Thank you for helping me, Xiaohei will block your life for you."

The black light column with the breath of death immediately enveloped Fan Xiaohei.

Fan Xiaohei's figure disappeared from the dark space.

The silver ingot in Zhang Heng's hand turned into powder. He was stunned for a moment, and the scene of Fan Xiaohei blocking the black light column for him appeared in his mind. The familiar black face kept popping up in front of Zhang Heng's eyes.

"You have another chance." The blood-colored figure's voice was a little low, with a few memories in his expression.

Zhang Heng just pressed the wrong one. If it weren't for the silver ingot left by Fan Xiaohei, he might have been wiped out by the black light column now.

The so-called forgiveness of the gate of life and death means that at the second gate of life and death, there is one more chance than others.

If other monks have a one-half chance of dying, then Zhang Heng and Zhao Rui have a one-quarter chance of dying.

"I hope your luck is not too bad. I can feel your extraordinaryness..." The blood-colored figure stared at Zhang Heng, with a calm expression on his face.

"One last chance!"

Zhang Heng took a few deep breaths, and looked at the two blood-colored dice that were floating in the air again, and felt fear, nervousness, and expectation.

"It's still single!" Zhang Heng suddenly made up his mind.

The two blood-colored dice began to rotate again, and Zhang Heng felt his heart beating violently with the rotation of the dice.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Whether it is life or death, it will take a moment later.

In Zhang Heng's eyes, the rotation speed of the blood-colored dice seemed to have slowed down a lot, and time seemed to have become slower in front of Zhang Heng.

"Brother..." Zhao Rui looked at Zhang Heng's blurry face in the darkness with concern.

Li Hong, Nan Ming and others were happy and looked forward to the next result, but at the same time they were worried about their own destiny.

Finally, the dice began to fall.

Silently, the two dice rolled a few times on the blood-colored desktop and the result was shown:

9 o'clock! Single!

Nanming Li Hong and others showed regret and disappointment.

"Huh!" Zhang Heng broke out in a cold sweat, his luck was not bad.

A white light beam shot out from one of the black and white statues' eyes, covering Zhang Heng's body.

A vibrant and comfortable feeling suddenly spread throughout Zhang Heng's body.

After experiencing this life-and-death situation, Zhang Heng felt relaxed and felt that his heart had become much broader: being able to survive in this world is a kind of luck.

Walking back to the camp of Dutian Castle, Wu Ling's voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Heng's ears: "Take it!"

His eyes looked towards Wu Ling and saw that he was winking at him, with a very complicated expression in his eyes.

"Congratulations." He Yixiu smiled slightly at Zhang Heng. Even though he was separated by a layer of veil, Zhang Heng could still see her beautiful appearance in a hazy way.

Zhang Heng nodded: "I'm not very lucky."

"You passed, but unfortunately we all have half the chance." He Yixiu's tone revealed a sense of concern for future destiny.

"The next one is you!" The Blood Killing God Emperor suddenly ordered a monk from the Dutian Castle.

He Yixiu's attention was immediately attracted.

At this moment, Zhang Heng, who was standing in front of He Yixiu, suddenly stretched out his hand and stuck her slender and tender neck. At the same time, the tide of refining the Void Spiritual Aura suddenly locked her whole body.

"You, you..." He Yixiu made a voice reluctantly.

"Zhao Yun! What are you doing? Let Miss He be let go!" Shi Lei and others next to him immediately surrounded Zhang Heng and shouted loudly.

"Silent!" The blood-colored figure's eyes flew past the people in Dutian Castle, and directly ignored Zhang Heng's attack.

"How could he start here?" Shi Lei asked dissatisfiedly.

The blood-colored figure said coldly: "Fighting is allowed anywhere in the Blood Killing Cave. This level is the gate of life and death, as long as you don't interfere with the trials on my side."

The entire Blood Killing Cave is a place full of killings, and Zhang Heng's move is in line with the rules in the cave.

Zhang Heng looked at the monk in the Dutian Castle coldly, and then walked towards Wu Ling.

"Zhao Yun, what do you want? You can also ask for any requests you have. Don't hurt Miss He." Shi Lei lowered his voice.

"If you lend her a use, it shouldn't hurt her life." Zhang Heng's voice was extremely dull, but it had an unquestionable meaning.

"Don't blame me, Zhao, for not warning you. If any of you dares to move, I will end her life." Zhang Heng glanced coldly at these people.

After saying this, Zhang Heng walked towards Wu Ling.

Wu Ling made a gesture to him and took him to a corner where no one was.

"Don't follow me!" Zhang Heng turned around suddenly and asked the monks from Dutian Castle to retreat.

"You are very accurate in starting a move. If it were me, you wouldn't be sure." Wu Ling smiled and looked at Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng had a blank expression on his face: "I have captured her alive. If you have anything to do, you should solve it quickly."

"Okay, there's not much time left." Wu Ling glanced at the black and white statue and found a monk waiting for the result of the dice spinning.

Wu Ling's expression became solemn, and he had set up several restrictions around him, and finally he let Zhang Heng loosen his hand that was stuck on He Yixiu's neck.

"What do you want to do..." This is the first sentence He Yixiu said.

Zhang Heng pretended not to hear it, while Wu Ling didn't have that time to pay attention to her.

With a "swish", Wu Ling pulled down the veil on He Yixiu's head regardless of the matter.

Suddenly, a perfect jade face that could be called a falling fish and falling geese appeared in front of these two big men.

"So beautiful!" This was Zhang Heng's first reaction.

In front of this suffocating face, Zhang Heng's hand that stuck with the other party's neck almost released.

But Zhang Heng was not a person who had not seen the beauty, and he quickly returned to his normal expression.

But Wu Ling next to him looked at He Yixiu dementally for a few seconds, and it took a few seconds before he returned to normal.

He Yixiu's face was blushing and could not stand Wu Ling's gaze.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but wonder, Wu Ling's concentration should be very strong, why did he lose his composure at this moment?

"It's really similar..." Wu Ling withdrew his nostalgic gaze and finally said a few words.

"Is your mother's name He Qingyan?" Wu Ling asked again.

"How do you know my mother's name?" He Yixiu asked curiously.

Wu Ling did not reply to her words immediately, and asked again: "Wuji Poisonous Demon is okay to you, right?"

"He is not bad to me..." He Yixiu found that Wu Ling seemed to have no malice to him.

"Okay, you go to bed first." Wu Ling gently tapped He Yixiu's head with his hand, causing her to fall into a coma.

"It may be my turn in a short while, and no one can guarantee that I can pass the gate of life and death. Before that, I have something to tell you."

Wu Ling's tone was a little anxious, and he seemed to have felt the urgency of the incident.

"My brother...you have to promise me something." Wu Ling's eyes were filled with a complicated and indescribable look.
Chapter completed!