Stud is a form of wisdom.

In this secret realm, Yi Chen didn't have any worries, after he saw the Ling Family Ancestor, he directly launched his strongest posture to shuttle the Ling Family Ancestor.

Now that the ancestor of the Ling family is dead, Yi Chen naturally has no need to maintain the true yang spirit form, he disperses the spirit, reveals his true form, stands with his sword, slightly panting, but his face can't help but show a trace of pleasure.

"Plus the big dog who guards the door, I didn't expect it to be a thousand crimson dots in the account this time."

"The ancestor of the Ling family is really generous, benevolent, brute."

Some people's death is greater than the contribution they have made in their lives.

Looking at the prompt message from the retina, Yi Chen couldn't help but grin.

If he delved deeper this time, it was actually a trick for him to be able to kill the ancestor of the Ling family with one sword, interrupting at the critical moment of others' promotion, and pressing his own hole cards to fight for his life, otherwise he would not have won so easily.

But winning is winning, and losing is losing.

Looking at the crimson dot balance on the light curtain panel, 2686 points, a touch of longing climbed into Yi Chen's eyes.

Now in the world of great contention, there are wolves and tigers in front of them, there are Yan families in the near ones, there are hell in the farther ones, and the changes in heaven and earth are farther away, and one by one they force Yi Chen to keep moving forward.

"Not strong enough, still not strong enough."

"It's a pity that I'm still not as good as the Red Flame Army Master with all the means now."

Thinking of the incomparably majestic man holding the iron-blooded battle flag, Yi Chen was also ashamed of himself at this time.

It was just a move, and to put it mildly, the Red Flame Army Lord beat Zhu Buqun, who was in the real human realm, into a dead dog, and captured him alive.

Although the ancestor of the Ling family, who was interrupted by Yi Chen, was a little stronger than Zhu Buqun's strength at that time, he still held on to Ling Laogou for a few seconds after he exhausted his means.

Compared to the relaxed freehand of the Red Flame Army Lord, he was still far behind.

The most important thing for a person is to know himself.

It's better to lie to others, but don't lie to yourself.

However, at this time, instead of being half depressed, Yi Chen's heart was full of pride.

Beyond those peaks, seeing all kinds of scenery in the world, seeing the secrets of the world, and standing side by side with those righteous true monarchs and evil path heroes at home and abroad and even surpassing them, isn't this what he diligently pursues?

"There are still 1,400 points left to advance to the eleventh layer of the Pure Yang Dragon Tiger Yuan Saint True Skill."

"I hope that I can get this crimson dot before returning to the Hidden Dragon Temple, so that it can be safe."

"However, this battle has also exposed another shortcoming of mine, the detection ability is not enough, after my Pure Yang Dragon Tiger Yuan Saint True Skill breaks through the eleventh layer, I will start to improve the Yin Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique."

Yi Chen's mind was spinning, and his mind was still spinning when he was resting with his sword, planning for the future.

The Yin Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique is a miraculous skill, which was created by the previous generation of Heavenly Master Zhang Jishi, and his intention was extremely high, but because he lacked strength before, he put this miraculous skill on hold.

After his true skill broke through the eleventh layer, he could breathe a sigh of relief and raise the priority of the Yin Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique.

The previous Yin-Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique had made a bloody achievement when he rose to the end of the micro-end, and he relied on the ability of this pupil technique many times to gain insight into other people's conspiracies in advance and grasp the initiative.

It's a pity that with the improvement of his strength now, the enemies are stronger and stronger one by one, and the current Yin-Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique can no longer keep up with the version, and the improvement is also imminent.

After killing the ancestor of the Ling family, Yi Chen also had a little bit of confidence in his own strength, and now he is at full power, and it is estimated that he has the sixfold killing of ordinary real people.

If the Pure Yang Dragon Tiger Yuan Saint True Function breaks through the eleventh layer, it is estimated that even if it is not as good as the Red Flame Army Master, it will not be far away, and then he will be able to breathe a little sigh of relief.

Constantly calculating in his heart, Yi Chen's joy of just harvesting a large number of crimson dots slowly subsided.

He found that the more he earned the crimson dot, the bigger the gap.....

The more you earn, the more you spend.

Yi Chen, who was aware of the subtle changes in his emotions, couldn't help but laugh alone.

"It's really not enough to swallow an elephant, if I could earn so many crimson dots in a wave, I could wake up with a smile in my dreams~"

"I'm still too full..."

"You have to eat one bite at a time, set a small goal first, and surpass the Red Flame Army Master."

Yi Chen, who was no longer entangled, came to the corpse of the ancestor of the Ling family with the dragon slaying sword, and the dragon slaying sword was gently pulled, but he did not find any foreign objects on his body, and he didn't even have a storage ring.

"Why, old dog, you can hide it~"

Yi Chen spat at the corpse of the Ling family ancestor, and then with a flick of his fingers, a little pale golden flame fell on the corpse piece, burning it to ashes in an instant.

After doing all this, Yi Chen walked around the hall.

In line with the principle of coming and coming, Yi Chen scraped off the gilded layers on the pillars in the hall.

There is also the white jade plate on the altar is also a good thing, and it is also engraved with the geographical outline of the mountains and rivers of the Dayue Dynasty, even if it is an ornament, it is also excellent, this thing is obviously related to his hidden dragon view, take it away.

There is also the night pearl inlaid in the hall, Yi Chen looked at it very much, and also pried it up.

Coming to the edge of the mercury pool, Yi Chen stomped lightly on one foot, and the mercury in the sky suddenly rose, revealing the corpses underneath.

Unlike the bones that were piled up haphazardly in the main hall, the bones under the pool of mercury were dressed in either rich or expensive clothes, with jewels on their finger bones, some of them wearing armor, and two of them were not completely corroded by their clothing.

Yi Chen thought for a moment, took a big hand, and immediately put the two corpses into the storage ring.

If what he expected was right, what was soaked in this mercury pool was the filial son and grandson of the ancestor of the Ling family.

The scene is accompanied by the white flags and greetings he arranged for himself, and there is an indescribable irony.

Maybe the more something is missing, the more it needs to be revealed?

The mercury fell from the sky and merged into the pool of mercury, covering the bones of the corpses at the bottom of the pool.

Yi Chen came to the pile of white bones in the main hall and sighed lightly, these white bones piled up in a corner of the main hall should be the consumables for the Ling family ancestor to cultivate the evil law.

No one knew their lives, and they died inexplicably in this hall.

The pale golden flame sprinkled like fireflies, igniting a raging fire.

The golden flame reflected Yi Chen's face, and he closed his eyes and silently recited the death mantra.

"The edict of the Taishang, the lonely soul of Chaoru, the ghost of everything, the four lives are gracious.

….

Rescue and other people, rush to overbirth, rescue and other people, rush to overbirth. ”

After three times, Yi Chen put away the ashes of the bitter masters, and then walked towards the inner hall.

Pushing open the door behind the altar, the scene that greeted Yi Chen's pupils suddenly shrank.

In an incomparably empty hall, an incomparably huge golden ritual was carved on the ground, and a dry bone giant more than ten meters tall was lying in the center of the ritual, obviously dead for a long time.

With Yi Chen's knowledge, he could only recognize that this was a complex magic circle that suppressed demons and forbade and took into account energy absorption.

(End of chapter)