This soul appeared in front of Lin Zhen, Lin Zhen felt that his blood was flowing at an accelerated pace, an extremely strong oppression made Lin Zhen frown slightly, and the fighting intent that made people boil blood made Lin Zhen unable to calm down for a long time.

The mysterious beast in the Ling'e Mountain Range has red eyes, and the reason why it is acting manic is because of him, right?

"Eight Desolations...... Skyhu? That's what we called it a long time ago. The soul let out a lonely sigh, then looked at Lin Zhen again, and asked, "You are only half a year old, how can you know about the Eight Desolation Heavenly Tiger Clan, it was all tens of thousands of years ago." ”

"What was it called a long time ago?" Lin Zhen was a little puzzled.

He didn't answer Lin Zhen's words: "Then do you still dare to enter the Biluo Holy Hall now?" "The huge soul visibly shrunk to the naked eye, and then turned into a strong man who was nearly three meters tall and extremely majestic! He was naked, with several shocking scars embedded in it, and it was hard to imagine what kind of battle he had encountered.

"Why are you here?" Lin Zhen took a step, the Eight Desolation Heavenly Tigers were alien races, powerful and boundless, if he wanted to kill Lin Zhen, the mysterious beasts of the entire Ling'e Mountain Range would not be able to stop him.

This also let Lin Zhen know why there was a wasteland aura in this Ling'e Mountain Range, it turned out to be the aura he exuded.

"Why are you here? Hmph, Fan Cage Trapped Beast, what else can it be? The Eight Desolate Heavenly Tiger's eyes burst into light, sighed, and walked side by side with Lin Zhen.

"So the inexplicable traction in my heart and yesterday's dream are all ......" Lin Zhen hadn't thought of a name yet.

"Yes, those talking beasts are afraid of the aura I emit, and they don't dare to approach this place, so I thought of this method, but for thousands of years, no one has entered this hole."

The road to the bamboo bridge was very long, and Lin Zhen and the soul of this Eight Desolate Heavenly Tiger walked for a long time.

The ancient and dilapidated temple gate stood in front of the two of them, this temple was a long time old, and a desolate aura made Lin Zhen very depressed.

"Push open the door and you'll see the deity."

Boom Boom!!

Lin Zhen's arms were imprinted on the towering gate, and he shook with all his strength, pushing!

A deafening sound from a large door rolled inward.

Concocted in the same way, Lin Zhen pushed open two stone doors that had not been touched for a long time.

An aura of desolation swept out of the temple like a tidal wave.

Lin Zhen's whole person was as if he had been blown by an eighth-level gale.

In the center of the Holy Hall, a somewhat weak giant Eight Desolate Heavenly Tiger curled up in the center, without any movement, and on his body, there were several terrifying and terrifying wounds, which seemed to have not healed for a long time, and the most important thing was that the aura was extremely weak.

"Twenty thousand years ago, the desolate aura in the bloodline of the Eight Desolation Heavenly Tiger Clan was extremely weak, and the clansmen felt that the Eight Desolations were no longer suitable for us, so we changed to the Biluo Heavenly Tiger Clan." The soul passed through the Dracus and walked up the old steps to the throne on the high platform of the Templar.

"How do you know our past title, the title of the Eight Desolate Heavenly Tigers, has long disappeared from people's mouths." Biluo Tianhu looked at Lin Zhen who was standing in front of his body in a daze with interest.

"The people of the Crystal Tail Demon Fox Clan told me." Lin Zhen raised his head and looked at the empty sanctuary.

The heart began to tear again, making Lin Zhen suffocate as if Lin Zhen was a sailor who fell into the deep sea and sank infinitely, and could only watch the light get farther and farther away from him, and the more he struggled, the faster he fell, and finally drowned in the deep sea......

"Wake up." Let Lin Zhen's surging voice wake up Lin Zhen.

"Want to get my legacy?" Biluo Tianhu sat on the throne, looking at Lin Zhen condescendingly, and his loud and deep voice set off several echoes in the empty hall.

"Legacy?" There is still such a good thing in the world, the meat that is delivered to the mouth?

"I don't have much time, I have been waiting here for a thousand years, if you have the ability to complete the experience and get my inheritance, you need to help me do something." There was helplessness in Biluo Tianhu's voice, but also a hint of relief.

"I want to know why Senior Tianhu ......," Lin Zhen opened his mouth and asked that question again.

"You want to know, and it doesn't hurt to tell you." The soul waved its hand and began to tell the story.

"The name of the deity is Arahe, born 10,000 years ago, with the royal blood of the Biluo Heavenly Tiger, a thousand years ago, someone asked me...... The news of her person, the deity did not want to tell, and there was a battle with it, and he resisted hard, but he was not as strong as that person, and finally was hit by that person, and fell here, this big pit, is the power of the person, the deity is dying in this pit, but he disdains to kill the deity. Speaking of this, the illusory fists of the Biluo Heavenly Tiger clenched, as if they were facing a great enemy.

This 100-kilometer huge basin was built by someone else's might? How strong does that have to be, is it not much different from the two emperors in the sky above Giant Spirit City? Lin Zhen opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"The deity was greatly injured, and with his spare strength, he built this Biluo Holy Church, retaining his own breath and letting his life pass more slowly, which is a thousand years. The deity is not willing to die of depression here, so he exudes his breath to attract human beings, or mysterious beasts with human intelligence, to come and pass the trial, inherit my supreme mastery, and then bring the ring of domination in my hand back to the Biluo Heavenly Tiger Clan. The voice of the absurd was unwilling, full of anger, but there was no trace of regret, as if he did not tell the information that the strong man wanted to know was his own loyalty.

"However, it's a pity that you're very weak and don't know if you can break through the trial I set, but the deity doesn't have so much time to wait for the arrival of the next destined person, do you have any other questions to ask?" Absurdity's temper was vividly expressed in his words, obviously he was an extremely belligerent and irritable person, but he showed amazing patience with Lin Zhen.

Maybe it's just as Huang He said, his time is short, this is also a helpless move, Lin Zhen is too weak, so weak that he is afraid that he will return to his body, and blow Lin Zhen to death with one breath.

"How difficult is the trial?" Inheritance is chance, Lin Zhen needs it very much, but after all, he knows some of the content in the trial, so that Lin Zhen can make choices and judgments.

"Very high, the probability of completing it with your strength is only 1 in 10 million, but at the moment there is no other way for the deity, the content of the trial is divided into four levels, strength, speed, number, and the last one...... Unknown experience, every trial, for normal cultivators, is a situation of nine deaths and one life, several consecutive deaths and one life, it is difficult for anyone to resist, after all, it is the mastery of the deity, and I don't want it to be handed over to the hands of waste. Arahe nodded slowly, although what he said was hard to hear, but the arrogance of the Biluo Heavenly Tiger alien race could not be abandoned, and the difficulty of the trial could not be reduced.