Sitting alone on the top of the mountain, Lin Qin's emotions were never able to regain calm. Once looking at the desolation, the death of the ancients fell heavily on Lin Qin's heart. What is the pinnacle of martial arts? Is it unique in the world, no one can match it?

Lin Qin thought of the master. As for the reverence of the Master, no one in the world has ever spoken of the Master, and he has described him as invincible in the world. The height of the Master lies in virtue and righteousness. It's as if in front of him, he doesn't dare to mention this matter.

These so-called Great Emperors, the great powers of the ancients, conquered the Netherworld, what are they pursuing? Immortality, or invincibility? Obviously not.

The wordless monument in front of him seemed to resonate with him, and the yuan force fluctuated. The tide of the river rises, and it resounds in the gate.

When night came, Lin Qin saw the light.

It was a feeling that transcended time and space.

He saw the desolation, as if he had seen the tragic ancient war. The breath of the desolation came to his face, and the white bones in front of him told him that this was just an illusion.

However, despite Lin Qin constantly telling himself like this, he was still shocked by the scene in front of him.

The place where bones are buried is naturally the place where bones are buried. There seem to be a lot of bones here, and at a glance, there is a vast white patch, and it is crunchy when you step on it. Wisps of black aura shuttled between the dry bones, rushing in from this eye, and then out of the other eyehole.

Lin Qin looked around, this buried bone ground made him a little shocked. Is this the last wordless tablet stored?

The earth exuded a dark aura, and after it rose, it swirled among the white bones.

Suddenly, the black aura seemed to sense something and fled, some huddled together and turned into a larger aura mass, and some directly avoided it from a distance.

"I ...... Already waiting...... It's been a long time......"

There was longing in the voice, like the cry of a man in the desert for water. A red-green mixed light spread out from the center, and the white bones along the way were directly shaken apart.

Lin Qin's consciousness was shocked, and he asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

Although he didn't know why such a voice was waiting for him, he knew that this must not be some living thing, and it was clouded by the hairball. This time, he won't take the bait again.

However, when he tried to sense the hairball in the vortex, he didn't feel the hairball at all, which made him feel a little bad.

The sky where the bones are buried gradually becomes enchanting, and it is a kind of blood-red blood.

A little drizzle fell on Lin Qin's face, and then slid down behind the back of his ears. Lin Qin tried hard to quit meditation, however, he found that he couldn't!

After waiting for a long time, the voice sounded abruptly again, like a great orator, with a high-pitched and coquettish voice: "I have been waiting for you for a long time, you will inherit my bloodline!

For Lin Qin, such a roaring voice was really a bit harsh. He said slowly: "Ancient Death, what are your intentions to hide in the stone tablet?"

The voice didn't answer Lin Qin's question, but said to himself, "I've been asleep for too long...... Let me ask you, did the Netherworld win the battle of the ancients?"

"If I win, can I still stand here?"

There was a pause in his voice, "That's right, it seems that the Emperor has won." Hehe, poor me, all ants. ”

The sky was reddish and looked clouded with a red veil.

The rain gradually intensified, and only the chattering sound, like a cry of souls, hoarse like a dilapidated loom when low, and hissing like a broken bell when high-pitched.

He once again threw the temptation at Lin Qin, "Accept my inheritance." You will become the inheritance from the Ancient Emperor Dragon Clan, Dragon Emperor!Dragon Emperor!" The voice gradually became high-pitched, revealing incomparably unruly, but Lin Qin still did not perceive the source of the voice, and it seemed that it was not in this phantom.

A trace of frightening rain fell on Lin Qin's face, and it was instantly evaporated into water vapor. Lin Qin suddenly felt that his body was filled with a violent force, and his bones and joints rattled towards the soybeans in the oil pot.

Roar......

Immediately after, a buzz filled Lin Qin's divine sense.

Boom!

In the burial ground, Lin Qin Jingang's eyes were angry, bloodshot, and terrifying. The body trembled, but he still couldn't find the source of the sound.

Pain, pain.

Lin Qin felt that his divine sense was about to explode. Dense beads of blood began to ooze from the skin. If you look closely, the moment the blood beads condense, there seems to be a metallic luster shining. The meridians in the body, which were originally broken, continued to crack, like noodles with insufficient toughness, which were directly torn off mercilessly and violently.

"Dragon scales!" turned out to be dragon scales. The voice was full of surprise, "Unexpected, really unexpected......"

Lin Qin felt as if his whole body was being scorched by flames, and scales kept coming out of his body, covering his skin, looking like a corpse covered with blood scabs from a distance.

"Little one, you have to hold back. Since your life is not good. This kind of rebirth has to endure a hundred times the pain of ordinary people. Lin Qin shrunk into a ball of pain, curled up on the ground, and twitched.

A blood-colored phantom suddenly rose from the center of the bone-burying field.

The huge cyan wings flapped in the air, blood-red dragon scales covered the whole body, the hideous head kept shaking, and streams of scarlet dragon breath burst out from the nasal cavity.

In this blood-red phantom, a huge beast core dripping with blood was throbbing, and below the phantom was a blood-red vortex.

"Flowing Flower Earth Dragon?" Lin Qin was stunned for a moment, as if he saw the deity of the illusory shadow. He was familiar with it, and he had seen it at the foot of the cliff.

"Have you thought about it, is it a success, or is it blood splattered and bone-buried?" the dragon head lowered and looked at Lin Qin and shouted.

Lin Qin couldn't find a way to exit the illusion, so he could only say calmly: "I want to live." The calmness that should not be present at this age made a trace of surprise cross the phantom's eyes. How many times has such a temptation made countless strong people kneel on the ground excitedly, bowing three times and knocking nine times.

"Good!"

The cyan giant shadow's wings shook, and a red light gate phantom appeared in front of Lin Qin.

The chanting is high-pitched and solemn.

Evil often wraps this sacred cloak and appears glamorous. Only in this way can people fall. If it is depraved by the appearance of ugliness, if it is bloody and filthy, who is still depraved?

In my name, I grant you supreme power!

The dragon's head was held high, and the dragon's heart located on its chest burst out with a shining light, gradually breaking away from the illusion and appearing on the side of the blood-red light gate.

The phantom stared at Lin Qin's eyes, if there was a slightest, it was conceivable what the consequences of waiting for Lin Qin would be, "Child, cross this light gate and swallow it, you will be the leader of the new generation of dragon clans! With the will of our dragon clan, conquer the whole continent!"

Lin Qin's eyes suddenly appeared a trace of dragon flame, and he walked over slowly, like a young man who had been tempted, his steps became frivolous, and the moment Lin Qin passed through the light gate, the runes on it suddenly lit up.

The wind and rain were shaking, Lin Qin, who was standing in front of the stone stele, his clothes were wet and bloodstained, but his soaked whole body was instantly dried by his hot body. The old man frowned, constantly searching for Lin Qin's lost divine sense.

"Damn, where the hell did you go?"

The old man of Ding Soul was horrified to find that Lin Qin at this time had become an empty shell!