Wang Qiusheng took a deep breath and wrapped the other end of the hemp rope around a tree, while he jumped and swooped down.

After passing through that environmental barrier, there is no pause, and it continues to sink and eventually fall to the ground.

"It's the same height I expected."

"The rope is just enough, and I won't get hurt from the impact."

Wang Qiusheng still maintained his rigorous attitude, loosened the rope around his waist, and looked around.

And then...

“？？？”

The ground under your feet is a bottomless ravine.

I happened to be stepping on a small clearing.

"What if..."

"The position where I just landed is a little more than two inches, isn't it... Fell to the bottom of a cliff. ”

A drop of cold sweat appeared on Wang Qiusheng's forehead, and the whole person unconsciously hovered on the edge of life and death.

What makes him most desperate is that at a glance, this vast wasteland is full of countless ravines, and he seems to be in the end of the world.

"Why is this and what I imagined..."

"It's completely different."

Wang Qiusheng swallowed hard, looking at this apocalyptic scene, the pressure doubled!

The Land of the Immortals...

Is it so scary?

Even the yin and yang fish in the sky became a little blurred.

The main thing is...

On the ground, the dried corpse seemed to have been sucked dry of blood, and fell to the ground in despair.

"What the hell is here... What exactly went through? ”

"It deserves to be a place to bury immortals!"

"It's terrifying!"

Wang Qiusheng tried to regain his composure, sighed slightly, and spoke.

As the voice fell, he cautiously took a step forward, leaped forward, and crossed the chasm dangerously, standing on the other side of the land, and trying to go deeper.

"Huh?"

"What is this..."

Just as Wang Qiusheng kept moving forward, he seemed to suddenly find something and stopped his steps.

A piece of glass, crystal clear, emitting a faint golden light, was now on the dirt wall of the ravine.

Wang Qiusheng carefully bent down, rubbed his body, leaned over a little bit, and dug the fragment out of the soil with great difficulty.

A little bit of golden light surrounds the fingers.

Wang Qiusheng's heart couldn't help but become calm.

Faintly, he seemed to be able to hear a little Buddha sound lingering in his ears.

"The restlessness in my heart seems... It was suppressed. ”

"It deserves to be a place to bury immortals."

Wang Qiusheng muttered to himself, his face showing excitement.

His heart was more peaceful than ever.

The annoyance of living in the shadow of the rat is gone.

"Amitabha."

"Donor..."

"You... Hungry for strength? ”

At the moment when Wang Qiusheng's mind was turbulent, an old voice suddenly sounded in his head, and the voice was full of bewitchment and provoked his greed.

"Who!"

"Who's talking!"

Wang Qiusheng got up abruptly and looked around vigilantly.

But the sound was gone.

The next second.

Images flashed through his mind out of thin air.

An old monk with a compassionate face.

As far as the eye can see, there are countless believers.

With a slight flick of his sleeve, he can dispel the dark clouds in the sky, and he can also make waves of life with a chuckle.

This kind of terrifying ability is unheard of by Wang Qiusheng.

For a moment, he couldn't help but sink into it.

It seems that he is the old monk, and he has such a terrifying and exaggerated strength.

After a long time, the image faded.

The corners of Wang Qiusheng's mouth were still a slight smirk.

"The rats are gone."

"From now on, you are a Buddha."

"To grow, to find your lost mana."

"You... In the future, we will definitely stand on top of this world. ”

The demagogy sounded again.

Only this time, Wang Qiusheng no longer resisted, but sank into it, and kept muttering to himself: "I am the Buddha, I... But with a wave of my hand, I can move mountains and seas, this is what I want, this is..."

His eyes became completely confused, and he let out bursts of muttering, numb on the ground.

Faintly, his short body became taller, and his body faintly emitted a golden light.

The only difference from the Buddha is that this golden light does not look soft, and it can even provoke the deepest desires in your heart.

Including his 'rat elephant' face, they all inadvertently changed slowly, and in just half an hour, it seemed that he had completely changed his personality, and his temperament was completely different.

If Su Yang was here, he would be able to recognize at a glance that this old monk was the one who had just passed away in front of him not long ago.

Pity...

At the last moment of his death, after all, his heart was turbulent, and he escaped from a trace of residual thoughts, and possessed Wang Qiusheng's body, using people as Gu, in a vain attempt to live a second life.

Wang Qiusheng finally came back to his senses gradually, his eyes were suspicious, and he kept looking around.

"The land of burial immortals, full of crises, is not something I can touch now."

"With this relics fragment, it should be enough to suppress the thoughts of the sub-rat."

"Even... I may even have the opportunity to see through the Buddha nature on this fragment of relics and change to an immortal! ”

As he spoke, Wang Qiusheng couldn't help but clench the fragments in his hand, his eyes full of ambition and desire.

Curiously, he seemed to have completely forgotten all the memories he had just had.

Whether it's the picture in my head or the whisper in my ear.

The only difference is that a seed called ambition was planted in his heart.

He shook his dizzy head, and just staggered up and looked up at the sky.

"It's good that I'm more cautious..."

Wang Qiusheng returned to his original foothold, rewound the rope around his waist, and attached wisps of fairy power to the rope to ensure that the rope would not break, and then stretched his arms, little by little, and climbed back to the top of the mountain.

"It's only been a few minutes since I've been in, but I've achieved my goal."

"Burial Immortals..."

"No one will survive in a place like this."

"Including that guy!"

"This is the end of impulse, planning and then acting, the way is king!"

Wang Qiusheng chuckled, there was a bit of vicissitudes in his tone, and he left slowly, disappearing into the fog.

For some reason, the fog seems to have faded a bit.

"Perhaps, after the third Immortal Arrival, I became... It's stronger. ”

"Even this fog can't trap me."

Wang Qiusheng sighed with emotion, going farther and farther.

As for what happened in the land of burial immortals, he didn't know, and he wasn't interested in knowing.

Anyway, in his impression...

The ravines are like devils coming out of hell, waving huge claws.

The corpse silently confirmed all this for him.

All it can be said is...

It is worthy of the name of the burial immortal.