The system is the king of the counterattack master

The strange opening and closing of the gate seemed to tell him that this was a trap, just waiting for him to fall in, which made Han Xiaodong nervous.

It was not easy for him at this time, because after entering the Heavenly Gate, he realized that there were not only the dozen or so stone figures he saw in this Heavenly Gate. Counting is endless, there are not one thousand but eight hundred!
Now he also understands that what he said about being soulless before is by no means empty words. If these stone men are dispatched together, even if there are millions of soldiers, they may not get any benefits. Although the eight tribes of the spirit clan are fierce, these stone men are completely innocent Looking at it, except for a dozen gatekeepers, all of them were cleaned up. When these other miscellaneous soldiers came, they really had to die!

Han Xiaodong stood stiffly on the spot, not even daring to breathe, just confronting the still stone men, staring at their legs without blinking, afraid that they would make the slightest movement.His current situation is that of beating dogs behind closed doors. If people want to kill him, then he doesn't even have to run. The plan that he thought of before using Baihuo as a shield seems to be useless now.

After waiting for a long time, Han Xiaodong felt a little relieved when he saw that those stone figures were like real statues, standing firmly on the spot without any intention of moving, and took a tentative step forward, two steps, three steps.

He stopped and walked carefully like this, and after walking more than ten steps, he finally confirmed that these stone men did not respond to him at all.

He trotted all the way to Bai Huo's side, leaned down and whispered in his ear: "Witch Envoy Bai, I'm leaving first, you can rest here for a while, and I'll come back to pick you up after I get the magic staff.

This place is safe, there is a god general who will block you from the pursuers, absolutely no problem, but you must not move, if you let them know that you are alive, even the gods will not be able to save you. "

Although he couldn't see Bai Huo's expression at this time, Han Xiaodong could still feel the anger that could swallow the world from his dead silence.

Being thrown into a group of generals meant that Bai Huo couldn't make any moves. Even if he had recovered all his strength, he didn't dare to break out of his shell again like he did with the ghost king.

Just kidding, behind the Ninth Gate of Heaven is a stone man guarding like a grove, as long as he releases even a little bit of demon power, it will be a disaster.

And if Han Xiaodong can't keep the promise and throw him here, even if he doesn't starve to death, he will be trapped in this ghost place forever like a prison.

Han Xiaodong looked indifferent, and with a playful smile, he placed Bai Huo in the middle of the group of stone figures, then waved his hands and walked away.

Naturally, he has his reasons for doing so, Bai Huo's strength is unfathomable, whether it is to put him outside the Tianmen or take him to the top of the mountain, it is not a good choice.

Putting it outside, although there is no threat to Han Xiaodong who has already entered Tianmen, if there are masters from other clans following up, Bai Huo who has not fully recovered is almost a dead end. Anyway, this guy helped Han Xiaodong after all. See Seeing him become someone else's fish, Han Xiaodong couldn't do it.

Similarly, taking him to the top of the mountain is also a danger. This guy has made it clear that he wants to take the magic scepter. If he turns his back on the top of the mountain, Han Xiaodong is not his opponent.

So after much deliberation, putting people in the most dangerous and safest place is simply the safest thing to do.

Inside the Tianmen, outsiders can't hurt him, and under the stone man's feet, he also has no ability to trouble Han Xiaodong. It's the best of both worlds.

As for whether Bai Huo would cause him trouble in the future because of his displeasure, Han Xiaodong also thought about it clearly. He helped the little girl get back the position of the witch god. When the time came, Bai Huo would not dare to touch him lightly. Naturally, he is not afraid of being retaliated. Besides, if he can't get protection, he will just come out in vain.

After Baihuo settled down, Han Xiaodong, who had already confirmed that the stone man would not harm him, naturally had a flat road ahead.

Therefore, he threw Bai Huo with peace of mind, since there were no enemies in front of him, so the White Witch Envoy would naturally be useless.

Thinking that this arrangement was perfect, Han Xiaodong almost hummed a ditty all the way, and walked towards the tenth and last gate of heaven.

As Bai Huo guessed, he also passed through the tenth gate safely.

There are still countless stone figures in this gate, but compared with the ninth gate, the stone figures in this gate are bigger and more diverse, which dazzled Han Xiaodong.

Some of the stone men also had weird crab heads, which gave him a very familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them before.

All the way through the Tianmen, Han Xiaodong soon came to a majestic hall, thinking that this is where the divine staff is.

Thinking in his heart that he could retrieve his memory and return to his own world with the scepter, Han Xiaodong was ecstatic in his heart, and strode into the gate of the temple.

But when he came to the temple, he couldn't laugh anymore.

In the middle of the temple, a 26-meter-high stone statue of an old man, Wei Ran, sits upright. On both sides of the old man, there are eight big stone men standing on each side. They have different weapons in their hands, but they have one thing in common—they are all heavy weapons, except for the hammer. , The ax is the epee, the broadsword, and the other two are holding maces.

And what really broke Han Xiaodong was not these tall stone men, but the so-called magic staff.

It was being firmly held in the hand of the old stone statue in the middle, shining brightly, and the tip of its staff was almost out of the ceiling of the hall.

"Damn it! You're kidding me! Even if you drive a crane, you can't take it away!" Han Xiaodong wailed as he looked at the scepter that looked like a sea-fixing needle.

After going back and forth several times around the staff, Han Xiaodong didn't find any mechanism to make it smaller.

What annoyed him the most was that from the moment he set out until now, almost everyone was telling him to bring the scepter back to the Witch God, but no one told him what to do with it take away.

And the damn wizard who sent him to fetch the scepter also made it clear that he wanted to return to her within seven days, didn't that mean taking this big stick back?

But such a tall thing, besides Sun Dasheng, Han Xiaodong really can't think of anyone else who has the ability to bring it to the side of the witch god hundreds of miles away.

Looking at the scepter, he was worried for a while, and finally he couldn't help it, so he pinched his waist and yelled at the scepter:
"Small! Small! Small!

uh... this is wrong

Open Sesame!
Watermelon is open!
not right either...

Hallelujah!

……

Hurry up as the law!

……

All petrified!

What's more wrong, it's already stone..."

However, even though Han Xiaodong yelled loudly and tried all the spells he could think of, everything was still in vain. over there.

Facing the magic scepter that could not enter the oil and salt, Han Xiaodong was completely helpless, and sat on the ground slumped. At this moment, he thought of Bai Zhuo, and just now he had the idea of ​​not going back to ask Bai Huo what to do, and then Immediately shook his head, that guy was not only narrow-minded, but also insidious and cunning, after careful consideration, he finally dismissed the idea.

This really made him go through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, trekking thousands of mountains and rivers to the west, but he was given a set of wordless Buddhist scriptures, and there was nothing he could do except to be anxious.

Seeing that the blood moon outside was about to sink, Han Xiaodong became more and more anxious.

Although he still has two days left, he has nothing to do with the current situation. Even if Han Xiaodong is given another 20 days, he still can't bring the scepter back to the witch god.

How can I make this stick smaller?
Han Xiaodong racked his brains and couldn't think of any solution. Suddenly, he hissed sharply and took a deep breath.

He suddenly thought of a question, can this scepter really become smaller?If it could get smaller, why didn't the Witch God take it with him when he went out?

Could it be that this thing is impossible to become smaller at all, it just gives some kind of power to the person it recognizes? !

Thinking of this, Han Xiaodong slapped his head, he felt that apart from this reason, there was really no better explanation.

But his excitement was immediately replaced by frustration, because even if he figured out the mystery, it didn't make any sense. He still didn't know how to bring the power of the scepter back to the witch god in the distance.

Looking listlessly at the majestic old stone man in front of him, Han Xiaodong scolded his mother in his heart. This old man in front of him should be the main god, right?He thought in his heart that if he could sit in the middle of the temple, there would be no one else but him.

I really don't know what this old guy is thinking. After setting up so many obstacles in front of him, he finally got to the place, and now he plays this trick for himself again. Is it embarrassing for him to be insincere?It's no wonder that people in the devil world don't want to see him, no matter who is played by him like this, he won't be happy.

After scolding the Lord God in his heart, Han Xiaodong felt that he was still angry, and jumped up from the ground, pointing at the stone men and scolding them one by one.

Cursing and cursing, his eyes were suddenly in a trance, he shook his head vigorously, and quickly looked at these stone figures from the beginning to the end. What surprised him was that these stone figures made him have an inexplicable feeling. It felt familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere, but when he recalled them carefully, he couldn't remember where he had seen them.

Han Xiaodong desperately searched for the memories related to these stone statues from the depths of his memory. Sixteen stone statues were all carrying heavy weapons and wearing armor. Where did he see them?
Where did you see it?

Where did you see it? !
After thinking for more than ten minutes.

A scene slowly emerged in his mind, that is also a temple!Also sixteen warriors!
But for him, it was by no means a pleasant memory.