In short, the Nightmare Temple was rumored to be miraculous. Many monks who hunted for treasure in the Abyss of Nightmare, most of them respected the Nightmare Temple, and they all had self-knowledge.

When Zhuowen reached the periphery of the Nightmare Abyss, he immediately found many monks flying in groups of twos and threes.

At the entrance of the Nightmare Abyss, stands a huge stone statue of a woman.

This stone woman is like a snake with a human body and a snake tail. Those eyes are very strange. They are obviously carved from rocks. When I look into those eyes, I can see colorful lights.

A large area behind the stone statue of the woman was shrouded in thick black mist, and it was impossible to see clearly what was inside.

At this moment, in front of the stone statue of the woman, there was an endless stream of people, both human and foreign.

They were all waiting outside the stone statue, some whispering, some looking around...

When Zhuowen arrived here, he didn't attract anyone's attention.

However, he frowned, and the moment he arrived here, an ominous premonition rose in his mind, and his eyelids kept twitching.

"what happened?"

Zhuo Wen's face was a little ugly, his intuition has always been quite accurate, this time his eyelids twitched so fast, something bad must have happened.

He opened his mind and looked around carefully, but found nothing unusual.

And before he left, he also completely changed his appearance, especially the perfected "Hongmengjue", which can perfectly hide his aura and cultivation.

Even Sanqing and Wu Taiji couldn't see through his disguise just by his breath.

"It may be an illusion!"

Zhuowen comforted himself and began to stand behind the queue, intending to enter the nightmare abyss.

The way to enter this abyss of nightmare is very simple, that is to look at the eyes of the stone statue of a woman that can emit colorful light, and persist for three seconds to be teleported into the abyss of nightmare.

Three seconds is very short, but many monks can't hold on, often after one second, these monks will bleed from all seven orifices.

Zhuo Wen was amazed, from the discussions of the surrounding monks, Zhuo Wen knew that the eyes of this stone statue of a woman possessed mysterious power, which restrained his spirit.

If the spirit is not strong enough, it is easy for the spirit to collapse, ranging from bleeding from the seven orifices to coma, or falling directly.

As the monks at the entrance continued to enter the nightmare abyss, the team soon reached Zhuowen, but his heart was beating fast, and the ominous feeling became stronger and stronger.

Finally, when it was his turn to reach the entrance of the stone statue, his starry sky suddenly burst open.

A terrifying energy, like an arrow from the string, came from the depths of the starry sky next to the stone statue, and blasted into Zhuowen's chest.

boom!

Zhuowen reacted quickly, kicked his right foot, and avoided the vital point, but was still affected by the energy, and his shoulder was blasted.

Zhuo Wen let out a muffled snort, and retreated violently, almost exiting the scope of the nightmare abyss.

The monks who were originally in line behind Zhuo Wen didn't even react, and were blown to pieces by this energy.

And the monks farther away escaped in time, only suffered minor injuries, and exited the range of the energy burst in time, and escaped by luck.

"What's going on? A half-step skybreaker suddenly made a move?"

"It's such a terrifying energy, only half-step sky-breaking powerhouses can create such power!"

"..."

Many monks retreated far away, seeing the terrifying scene around the stone statue of the woman, they all broke out in a cold sweat, and began to talk about it.

Zhuo Wen stabilized his figure. He stood on a meteorite in the starry sky. On his shoulder blade, a large wound exploded, dripping with blood.

At this moment, he looked gloomyly at the starry sky ahead, where a figure slowly stepped out from the depths of the starry sky and landed beside the stone statue of a woman.

This figure is tall and tall, with a height of three feet, the skin of the whole body is pale and unbelievably pale, and it has a bald head.

Zhuo Wen could tell at a glance that this figure was a strong Wu clan.

Moreover, this strong man of the Wu clan has a huge aura, much stronger than Wu Junhao back then. This is definitely a strong man in the third decline state.

"My God, this is Wu Haori, the Great Elder of Wulou! This is the real third weakest man, why did he come here!"

The moment everyone around saw the bald man, there was an earth-shattering uproar.

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