Chapter 1111

Name:Immortal Mad Devil Author:han li
"What's going on?"

Qin Huan carefully felt the power enveloping him. Qin Huan opened his eyes. He looked dignified and frowned.

Qin Huan had heard that people would not be able to climb the stone steps when the ancient holy scripture pavilion was opened. However, he never thought that he would become a member who could not climb the stone steps.

Looking at the demons who were climbing the stone steps ahead, Qin Huan was puzzled.

Generally speaking, the stone steps tested nothing more than aptitude, savvy and strength. Qin Huan was confident. Not only was he no worse than anyone, but he was a bit higher than the demons in front of him.

But why can't I climb the stone steps as easily as they do? Why does Lu Qilin seem not to feel the binding force at all??

"It's strange." Qin Huan was puzzled. He not only looked at Wen Dedao, but also frowned and thought.

Compared with Qin Huan, Wen Dedao was extremely helpless at this time. His purpose of coming to Jidao Shengzong was the ancient Saint remnant Sutra Pavilion. If he stopped on this stone step, all his efforts over the years would be in vain. Therefore, he was not willing to carefully consider what was going on.

Looking back, Qin Huan looked up at the ancient gate in front of him and continued to try, but he still found that he seemed to be trapped in a bolt, as if thousands of people were dragging himself, and he couldn't move forward at all.

"What kind of power is this? It's neither Tao nor rules..." Qin Huan murmured to himself. He wondered whether some Tao or rules were shrouded on the stone steps, limiting his progress.

However, he carefully realized that this force is neither Tao nor rules, because if Tao is a rule, it should be felt.

But if it is not Tao and rules, what power will it be?

Qin Huan didn't understand.

Looking around carefully, several thoughts passed through my mind. I thought and figured it out again and again to see if it was a prohibition or array.

Just as Qin Huan was wondering, Lu Qilin had reached the top. He turned and looked at Qin Huan, who was still sitting on the 20th floor. His face was full of confusion and confusion. In his heart, Qin Huan was almost the best among his peers.

Should not stop at this stone step, but if not, why is it still on the 20th floor?

Watching Qin Huan meditate with his eyes closed, Lu Qilin pressed down and wanted to ask Qin Huan loudly. He turned and looked at the ancient gate behind him. His face showed a look of expectation and entered it

According to the records in ancient books, the memory of anyone who enters the ancient Saint remnant Sutra Pavilion will be erased to varying degrees from entering the gate!

Not long after, another disciple climbed to the top, turned and looked down at more than a dozen evil disciples below, with confidence and excitement on his face, and turned into the gate.

Three days later.

Qin Huan slowly opened his eyes, with a sense of helplessness and disappointment on his face.

He tried nearly a hundred methods to see where the power that bound him came from, but it was still fruitless. It was not Tao, rules, arrays and prohibitions. It seemed that this power appeared out of thin air, and he had no chance here.

Qin Huan sighed. Looking ahead, he found that Xia ruoliau had reached the 300 floors, and even Xiang Kui had reached the 200 floors. However, after he reached the 200 floors, he seemed to become very difficult.

Wendedao has reached the top of the hundred floors and climbed with Lu Qilin. Every step of wendedao is very difficult. It seems that there are countless thorns around him, and all of them need to be cut off.

But anyway, Wen Dedao continued to move forward, but Qin Huan

"Why on earth? Where did this power come from? Why did others not feel it, but I felt it?" Qin Huan was helpless.

At the beginning, Qin Huan wanted to come to the ancient Saint remnant Sutra Pavilion because the word "ancient saint" made Qin Huan think of it. However, Xu Lansheng said not long ago that the ancient Saint remnant Sutra pavilion was likely to be the predecessor of 3000 days, which made Qin Huan hope for the ancient saint remnant Sutra Pavilion.

I hope to be lucky here.

But I don't want to stop on this stone step.

wait!

A thought suddenly came to Qin Huan's mind. It shocked him. His face was ready to move. After taking a deep breath, Qin Huan closed his eyes again.

This time.

Qin Huan did not try to feel the power enveloping his whole body, but felt the "soul" here.

Although it is fragmented here, since the origin is extremely extraordinary, there may be a "soul"!!

Qin Huan had already had experience when he traveled around to feel the "soul" of various places. His mind fell into the ethereal. He wandered slowly in the ancient holy remnant Sutra Pavilion and felt it quietly.

"Huh?"

After searching carefully, Qin Huan was not only stunned. He did not feel any "soul" here, but his mind could only stop outside the gate, that is, his mind could not sink into the gate.

Even if there is a soul in the gate, you can't feel it.

Qin Huan, who had rekindled his hope, sank to the bottom of the valley again. He thought that he could release this bondage through the perception of "soul", but he didn't expect that there was no soul here.

If there is no soul here, then... I'm afraid I can't continue to climb.

After taking a deep breath, Qin Huan slowly stood up, all his strength surged out, and took a step towards the stone steps above. However, Qin Huan could not break free from this bondage.

It seems that this bondage has trapped it like Skynet.

"Roar!"

Qin Huan roared and roared. His strength was surging and he tried hard to get rid of the power that bound him.

But after trying for a few days, it still failed.

Qin Huan was so helpless that he wondered if he would accept the long-awaited ancient sage remnant Sutra Pavilion and his absence.

"No!! this ancient holy scripture Pavilion is the predecessor of three thousand heaven. If you can enter it, there will be good fortune. I'm not willing to give up like this!" Qin Huan looked dignified and whispered to himself.

He has never been a submissive person. The more he can't do something, the more he wants to fight for it.

"It's not the rule, the Tao, the array, the prohibition, or the soul! Is it... Some kind of spirit?" Qin Huan fell into meditation. He not only thought of the Holy Spirit of the great wilderness war temple.

"If it is a spirit, where will it be? Is it behind the gate?" Qin Huan said to himself, closed his eyes again and wandered on the stone steps.

I don't know how long it took.

After checking all the way, Qin Huan sank into the gate and the plaque hanging upside down on the gate. He felt it carefully, but he still failed.

Finally, Qin Huan was not reconciled and sank into the ancient "Sutra" on the upside down plaque and continued to feel it.

"What is the way?" a faint voice suddenly sounded in Qin Huan's mind. It was as weak as a breeze. If Qin Huan hadn't been absorbed in it, I'm afraid he couldn't hear it at all.

Qin Huan was shocked!!