"It's... Feng Lin Wan will stand behind the crowd, looking at the words that poured out like a torrent, and suddenly understood the form of the eighth-level existence in this world.

In the pluralistic world, as long as it is a strong person who has reached the eighth level, it is about equal to eternal immortality.

It's just that the forms of immortality vary.

For example, 'real name is immortal', or 'Godhead is immortal', or 'thought' and 'concept' immortal.

Among the immortal paths, Da Luo Jin Immortal is the soul immortal, belonging to the leader of the eighth level, and one of the top among the countless cultivation methods.

This world, as strong as level eight, is still inevitably exhausted and facing death.

But their 'immortality' remains.

What the Dao Origin Heavenly King may have condensed was this immortal golden text.

This is both his mind and his Tao, if there is a certain blank soul that completely absorbs all the immortal golden texts. Then, in a sense, this person will be the reincarnation of the Heavenly King of the Dao Beginning.

Of course, there are still a lot of conditions to cooperate, and it is not a simple one-time solution.

The torrent of golden words is like a mirage that attracts countless seafarers to plunge into the vast sea and look for overseas immortal mountains.

They just burst out and then converge and disappear.

The previous Dao rhyme, which seemed to be able to evolve everything and change everything, but in the end, nothing was left, and it quickly receded, making people feel lost.

Everyone looked at the stone gate at the entrance of the cave stupidly, both expecting and scheming.

Although knowledge shackles the minds of many people, it does not mean that those who can come to such a point are some fools.

They were also wondering if this was the backhand left by the Dao Shi Heavenly King.

It's just that suspicion is suspicion, but it is absolutely impossible, so that they can give up the benefits they have received.

Suddenly, I saw that the black-robed powerhouse of the Tiansheng Sect waved his hand, and a monk from Jingyang Palace was thrown into the open gate of the cave with a gravitational force.

The light flickered, but there was no movement.

Except for the people in Jingyang Palace, who glared at the black robe from time to time, the others... Even those so-called righteous monks are only concerned about whether there will be any unpredictable changes and mechanisms.

Didn't care about the guy who threw it in the door.

"He's still alive!" the old emperor of Jingyang Palace suddenly said.

Then he took the lead and rushed through the door.

Subsequently, more and more people followed.

Later, there were very few people still outside the door.

Among them, there is one of Feng Lin Wan.

He was already convinced that this so-called mausoleum was a deathbed layout of the Dao Shi Heavenly King, and it might be aimed at him.

In that case, how could he take any risk?

"Wait, bring my master with you, he has cultivated well, and his wisdom is as deep as the sea, if you have him on this trip, you will definitely be able to achieve a lot of money. Zhou Xi, the little emperor who was caught in the center by several Jingyang Palace masters, suddenly pointed at Feng Linwan and said.

Feng Lin rolled his eyes... I've known for a long time that this kid isn't a good thing.

"Luckily, I'm only controlling a puppet, not a real underworld. Feng Lin Wan's body, who was far away in Minglu Academy, showed a sneer.

Now that the original predicament has been temporarily broken, the little emperor Zhou Xi is not stupid, of course, he knows that the current Feng Lin Wan is of little use to him.

At this time, of course, I am not afraid of offending Feng Linwan.

In the spirit of using it once you can, you can use it once.,Sell it... There are no psychological barriers.

Several monks from Jingyang Palace flew directly to Feng Linwan's side, and they didn't make any rude moves, they just stared at Feng Linwan and made a gesture of please.

In fact, if you really want to fight, Feng Linwan is not false.

It's just not necessary.

Some stalks, sooner or later, will be sold, follow a trip to the inside of the dungeon, there is no big problem.

Those injuries to the flesh, Feng Lin Wan manipulated the puppet to enter, and they could be ignored.

And some conspiracies against the soul... Feng Lin Wan is completely true.

Not to mention the protection of the Immortal Peach World and the Eternal Lighthouse, the power of the Chaos Gold List should not be underestimated.

No matter how legendary the Dao Origin Heavenly King was in this world, he was only an eighth rank after all.

Following the monks of Jingyang Palace into the door, you can feel the terrifying aura vibration from a distance.

Obviously, some people have already handed over because of conflicts of interest.

Looking around, some huge potholes, as well as the remnants of spiritual energy, all indicate that there was once some kind of spiritual object here, or some powerful elixir growing.

Now they have all been taken away.

"The old-fashioned method, first use some rags that are not really useful except for the year, dispatch the greedy heart of the 'tomb robbers', relax their vigilance step by step, and finally destroy them in one fell swoop. Feng Linwan thought very experienced.

Some documentaries of tomb robbing, with a box office of more than 100 billion star coins, have been watched by Feng Linwan.

He knows these routines well.

The real danger is approaching.

Thinking of this, Feng Lin said in the evening: "If I were you, I would never be in such a hurry." ”

A monk from Jingyang Palace glanced at Feng Linwan, and then asked very politely: "Dare to ask, what is the truth of this?"

Although the attitude is not bad, but a few Jingyang Palace monks around them, together, faintly formed a momentum, still showing... If Feng Lin Wan dared to cover it indiscriminately, then they would definitely greet him.

"Haven't you all paid attention? Is it reasonable that those people have only fought infighting all the way forward, and have not encountered any obstacles or tests?" Feng Linwan asked.

Several Jingyang Palace monks were stunned for a moment, and then each took out a messenger and began to contact their fellow disciples or elders.

Generally speaking, the dying strong man builds a mausoleum for himself for nothing more than three purposes.

Protect your corpse, leave a legacy, and plan for the next life.

The former naturally wants to arrange their own mausoleum like an iron bucket, with all kinds of organs and prohibitions, and it is best to be airtight and foolproof.

Secondly, even if you want to leave the inheritance, you have to arrange a test at the same time, it is impossible to have only one door in the way, and then there is no resistance at all.

It's like a girl who was forcibly stripped of her pants, and after handing over something, she completely let go of herself, not only did she not resist... also took the initiative to cooperate and gave sweetness.

This is completely counterintuitive.

Soon, the expressions on the faces of several Jingyang Palace monks who received the reply calmed down again.

"Uncle Shi and his old man have always been paying attention, and there is a map left by the ancestor back then, which is not in the way. A monk from Jingyang Palace, as if he had deliberately listened to Feng Linwan, said so.

As he was talking, he saw a sword qi in front of him, which covered everything, and swept through most of the space.

And then everything goes.

The originally messy battle and hustle and bustle seemed to be choked by Qi Qi's throat and lost any sense of existence.

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