Seven kill hall.
The door closed behind him, and the last faint light was finally completely cut off. The hall is really so dark. It's so dark that you can't see your fingers.
Lu Ping didn't think much. He felt in his arms and took out the Pearl.
The power of soul was injected, and a mass of light suddenly bloomed in front of us, gorgeous and incomparable, like fireworks.
Lu Ping was stunned, but in such a moment, the bright pearl was already dark. No matter how much he injected into his soul, he couldn't shine.
Lu Ping scratched his head, and a sneer came from the dark: "shine on the Pearl?"
"How dare you take this low-grade toy into the seven killing hall?" The voice continued.
"No one told me no." Lu Ping said that the useless shining pearl was still in his arms, and then walked in the direction of the sound.
"Ears are very smart." The man noticed Lu Ping's action and smiled.
Lu Ping stopped and frowned. When the man spoke, the position changed again, as if he was deliberately avoiding him.
"I'm here to pick magic soldiers." Lu Ping said.
"Why else do you think you can come in?" The voice said.
"So how do I choose?" In the dark, Lu Ping was not in a hurry and was very calm.
But he didn't answer this time.
"Where are the people?" Lu Ping asked.
Still no response.
Lu Pingyun uses his soul power to show his broken ears.
The flow of soul power had come behind him, and a hand was reaching towards his face. The movement is very light, and the sound of soul power is only hidden as far as possible without any aggression.
Lu Ping calculated the right time, his head deviated slightly, and his gently probing hand immediately felt empty.
"What is this for?" Lu Ping asked.
"Scare you." The voice said, suddenly far away from Lu Ping.
"And then?" Lu Ping asked.
The other party didn't answer again. However, Lu Ping didn't stop listening this time. He could hear that after the other party changed his position, he hid his soul power more carefully and leaned against him.
"Again?" Lu Ping asked.
The other party didn't answer.
Lu Ping had to wait. When the man approached him again, he was still from behind.
One hand raised again, still facing Lu Ping's face.
"Must you touch it?" Lu Ping suddenly asked.
The movement of the hand stopped immediately. It seemed that after a little hesitation, it slowly retracted.
This time, instead of retreating immediately, he slapped Lu Ping twice behind him.
Suddenly there was light in the lobby. Although I didn't know where it came from, it lit up.
Lu Ping turned around and looked at the one behind him. A young man who didn't look very old and was also the dark gray dress color of the seven guards outside the door. At this time, he was looking at Lu Ping in surprise.
"You can't scare me." Lu Ping said.
A sneer of disapproval immediately appeared on the man's face: "I admit that your perception is very sharp, but it's naive to want to pick the magic soldiers from the seven kill hall."
"No matter who you recommend, you can take away the soldiers, that has the final say." As he spoke, the tone of his voice turned severe again.
"OK." Lu Ping nodded and looked calm.
The was also a little discouraged at once. After all, he had just teased Lu Ping and was immature. At this time, putting these words also seemed a little fierce and lack of confidence.
"Come with me." After staring at Lu Ping, the man walked aside.
Lu Ping kept up. Only then did he have time to look inside the seven killing hall, but he found that he still couldn't see anything. This light only illuminated the area of five meters around them. Beyond this, whether above or around, it was still dark and could not see anything. The seven killing hall seemed to be empty and there was nothing.
Lu Ping didn't ask much, just followed him. A moment later, within the light range, a stone step suddenly appeared, which is in the seven killing hall.
"Go up by yourself." The man stopped at this time and said to Lu Ping.
The stone steps extend upward, but they are illuminated only five meters away. He doesn't know where the stone steps will extend. Look around, five meters away, the width of the stone steps doesn't come to an end.
"Yes." Lu Ping answered the man and then walked towards the stone steps step by step. The spherical light with a radius of five meters also moved with him. In this illuminated space, there are only stone steps, no end points on both sides and no end stone steps. Lu Ping looked back. The man could not see before. He had to continue up the stone steps.
But in the man's eyes, he could see a ball of light rising up the stone steps step by step. So he stood at the bottom of the stone steps, and soon someone came to him.
"Let him come so soon?" Asked the visitor.
This question obviously embarrassed the.
"His perception is very sharp." Even if he is no longer convinced, he must admit it.
"Even your seven desperate situations?" The visitor was also a little surprised.
"It's not just detection. I think he can detect it easily." Said the man.
"By what means?" Someone asked.
His answer was shaking his head and silence.
The visitor immediately fell into meditation and left silently.
"Forty nine, fifty..."
"121, 122..."
Lu Ping counted the stone steps at his feet as he walked.
He was surprised how big the seven killing hall was. The stone steps were even longer and higher than those outside the seven killing hall.
As he walked, he continued to count.
Count to the last number.
Three hundred forty-three.
The stone steps in the seven killing hall have 343 levels, straight up without twists and turns.
Now Lu Ping has finished walking, but there is still darkness around him. Where did 343 steps take him? He didn't know. Thaksin walked away, but he was still in the dark.
"Is there anyone?" Lu Ping took the initiative to ask questions this time.
"Yes." This question was answered immediately.
"I'm here to pick magic soldiers." Lu Ping said.
"Welcome." The voice said that although it was such words, there was no pleasure in his tone.
But after he said this, there was light in the seven killing hall again.
This time, it is no longer a light, but there are many groups, countless groups, which float in the air, vertically and horizontally, up and down, one group after another.
Lu Ping immediately saw that it was not just a light mass. There was a weapon in each light mass, sleeping there and suspended in mid air. And he, after three hundred and forty-three steps, was sent to the center of these light masses, which was full of magic soldiers.
Then he also saw that the stone platform, 343 steps high, was actually a word "soldier", and he was standing at the top of the word. The magic soldiers inherited from Beidou College for thousands of years surrounded him like a vast starry sky.
"You can choose or give up. Please do everything according to your ability. No one has died on this Jiebing platform. " Said the man.
"OK." Lu Ping said.
"Choose or give up." Asked the man.
"Pick." Lu Ping said.
"Please." The man said.
"How to choose?" Lu Ping asked.