The skeleton King almost waved out the bone sword, and the evil emperor immediately popped out his claws and roared, his voice full of threats.

But it was just a voice. Of course nothing happened, which made the two of them hang their heads awkwardly and kneel down on one knee again, pretending that nothing happened just now.

But the two blue flames in the eye pupil of the skeleton King exposed their restless mood.

Yu Wenhu was also frightened by the sound, his shoulders trembled quietly, and the array at his feet was dim at that moment.

Even Canggou said in silence: "I didn't expect that if I had a system, I would be scared one day, almost half of a dog's life would be lost"

Lin Hao was amused by their reaction, but he still insisted on it without laughing, and stood in the same place with a serious face.

He waited for the spirit of the emperor's tomb to finish, and then he asked, "how can we go to the second floor, since the first floor of the sanshengwanjie tower is not for us to kill all the wandering souls? It can't be a stair race, can it? "

The voice of the spirit of the emperor's tomb pauses. After three or four seconds, it rings again slowly. It's like a repeater without emotion. Not only the tone is not urgent, but also the voice line has no ups and downs. Lin Hao wants to laugh more inexplicably.

"There are no stairs between the three floors in the Sansheng Wanjie tower, so it's impossible to find the stairs competition. It's ridiculous." It plainly tells, and answers Lin Hao's question in a straight line, "those who can go to the next level must obtain the" qualification "to enter the next level."

In this sentence, there are three lower levels. Lin Hao's brain nerves are a little twisted. What's more, the way that the spirit of the emperor's tomb speaks is quite like a Taoist monk, with a sense of seeing through the world of mortals.

In other words, the way it talks is like a mathematics teacher who follows the book. Just listening to it, people have the illusion of drowsiness. The yawn comes to their mouth unconsciously, and they just need a table or a bench to sleep like this for a whole morning.

Lin Hao blinked, barely dispelling his drowsiness, then patiently asked: "so how can we get the qualification to go to the next level? I see that the first level is full of wandering souls, and there is nothing else?"

The voice of the spirit of the emperor's tomb disappeared again, as if reflecting Lin Hao's problem.

Four or five seconds later, it reappeared, and then answered with a flat voice: "this layer is indeed full of wandering souls, but among the wandering souls, there are several" special ", which are the" qualifications "to go to the next layer."

At the end of the speech, it seems that it has completed its mission. No matter how Lin Hao yells, it will no longer appear, leaving the four people standing in the same place, wondering what this "special" is.

"Never mind, the bridge will be straight to the bow." Lin Hao shrugged, the soul power has been wound on the sharp blade, "in any case, to explore the place is always right, right?"

The skeleton king and the evil emperor naturally follow his movements, stand up together, hold the bone sword tightly, pop up their claws, and stand quietly beside Lin Hao.

Yu Wenhu also received the array materials, took out more than a dozen talismans in his hand, some reluctantly echoed: "there is really no other way."

Looking at the darkness around, the four people quietly stepped out of the pace and walked towards the front.

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