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- "If these cultural figurines are really buried with an emperor, then it also means that this is the resting place of an astonishing emperor." Lin Yan's eyes flashed with a certain expectation, and the expression on his face was very strange.
"If this is really the case, then it is really a bargain for me!"
After a long time, the movement behind the iron gate finally became quieter. Lin Yan's consciousness could not penetrate the Nine Heavens Star Iron, so he could not see what was going on inside. It's just that such a long time has passed. If this Yi Feng is still alive, he will definitely be a big monster!
Slowly opening the door, Lin Yan stared and discovered the broken corpses all over the ground. All the living dead figurines were actually destroyed by Yi Feng!
"This Yi Feng is really not simple!" Lin Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.
Lin Yan continued walking along the passage. This place actually looks like a palace, and the way now is to the main hall! Lin Yan quickened his pace and walked quickly forward.
"Whoops!"
A violent spear light fell from the sky, and the space was turbulent.
"Destroy my master's arrangement, you will definitely die today!" With a roar, Yi Feng's figure was stabbed with a golden spear, and the man and the spear merged into one.
"Huh?" Lin Yan's pupils narrowed, like a needle.
Crazy blood, burn! He didn't dare to be too reserved about this weird Yi Feng.
"Brush!" The giant sword Molu appeared in his hand instantly, and he hurriedly slashed at Yi Feng.
The evil wind is against the sky, and with the addition of magic power, it is like a divine help, cutting through the sky with a knife. It hit the opponent's spear accurately.
¡°Go to hell!¡± Yi Feng roared.
"The ninth form, the ten directions are destroyed!"
With Yi Feng's roar, the entire space actually began to stir, and even many cracks appeared. Space cracks, this is a phenomenon that can only be caused by a great monk in the Dongxu Realm using his full strength.
"Bangdang" was so powerful that Lin Yan's long knife was released from his hands, with a horrified expression on his face. Lin Yan subconsciously burned a drop of demon blood. The figure suddenly disappeared from the place.
With an attack like this that can break apart space, Lin Yan can't do much even if he wants to hide in the God Burial Space, unless his understanding of the mysteries of space can go one step further.
This time I can disappear from where I am. What Lin Yan relies on is not the God Burial Space, but "Void Notes".
A small shift in the void, Lin Yan¡¯s current state is not enough. It must rely on the burning of demon blood to be used. Every drop of demon blood was precious, and Lin Yan would never use it until a critical moment.
From this we can see how terrifying this Yi Feng is.
When Yi Feng's spear used the move of Shifang Destruction, a layer of blood mist actually floated out from his whole body, which was extremely mysterious and strange.
This is a super attack that is completely exchanged for blood and vitality. It is like a spiritual beast self-destructing its inner elixir, with the intention of dying together with the enemy.
As soon as this attack was released, Lin Yan's soul began to throb astonishingly. This sense of crisis made his hair stand on end, and he immediately decisively used the Void Teleportation.
The shot missed. Yi Feng's face was even more angry, but his eyes were dull. The blow just now had unleashed all his potential. This was definitely a shocking blow. Lin Yan was still frightened in the distance. If this shot hit him, he would definitely die.
Even if you have the power to surpass the ordinary realm of soaring to the sky. It will also be shattered to pieces under this shot. Because the power of this shot is no worse than the full blow of some Dongxu realm masters!
"Who are you?" Lin Yan's face showed caution. Not to mention the disciples, even the master of Baiyun Academy would not possess this kind of strength!
"Haha!" Yi Feng's face was pale, without any trace of blood, and the spear in his hand began to gradually become illusory. This spear. It's not an entity.
"I remember you, but you actually dare to destroy the arrangement that I have made for many years. When I come to Baiyun Academy in the future, it will be your death!"
"Remember, my name is Wu Tairan, don't let me know that I will kill you!"
Yi Feng, or should I say Wu Tairan, after saying these words, his whole body suddenly exploded into a blood mist and completely disappeared.
In the blood mist, Lin Yan frowned and found a light yellow talisman falling to the ground.
"Clone Yuan Fu, this Yi Feng is actually just a clone made of a talisman!" The shock in Lin Yan's eyes was clearly revealed, and this time it really shocked Lin Yan.
It¡¯s not like he has never seen a clone elemental talisman before. This kind of thing is as precious as a royal weapon, but the strength of the clone is far less than one-tenth of the original body
Only this kind of clone can possess such strength that is comparable to the realm of Dongxu. This Wu Tairan's true self may have entered the realm of breaking the tribulation!
A monk of this level is simply a master to Lin Yan, and he still needs to look up to him! In the previous life, I was only in the realm of breaking the tribulation. If a person in this realm said that he wanted to kill himself, this would definitely be a big trouble.
"The leader of a second-rate sect is just a tribulation-breaking realm. Who is this Wu Tairan? A powerful man who may be a tribulation-breaking realm. Why did he pretend to be a disciple in Baiyun Academy?" Lin Yan frowned and thought hard. , no explanation.
¡°What¡¯s so special about the academy?¡±
After the clone elemental talisman landed on the ground, a string of flames ignited and burned into ashes. Of course, after using this precious talisman once, there will be no chance of using it a second time.
"However, why does the name Wu Tairan sound familiar to me? I seem to have heard of this name after my rebirth!" Lin Yan shook his head and continued walking deeper.
I feel a little lucky in my heart. If these hundreds of living dead figurines with soaring realms hadn't forced this Wu Tairan clone into a desperate situation, maybe I really wouldn't be an opponent.
After fighting with these terracotta warriors, Wu Tairan was close to the end of his strength. He knew that all his plans would be in vain. It was impossible to achieve his goal in that state.
Therefore, Wu Tairan, who was boiling with anger, wanted to die together with Lin Yan to vent his anger!
"A clone can be on par with me. This is really an enemy that makes people's blood boil. Want to kill me? I look forward to meeting you in the future!" Lin Yan's eyes flashed. A different kind of fighting spirit is rising.
? Continuing to move forward, Lin Yan was not worried about anything because of what Wu Tairan's clone said. The soldiers were coming to cover up the water and the earth, so how could he, Lin Yan, worry about these unknowns.
Lin Yan moved forward steadily, but what finally appeared in front of him was a wall, blocking his path.
Frowning, Lin Yan spread his consciousness to the extreme. After a while, Lin Yan withdrew his consciousness. In front of him was a forbidden room that was sealed on all sides. It seemed that this was Wu Tairan's destination.
"Could it be that this is really the resting place of a shocking emperor? Although the literary saints outside are not terracotta warriors and horses, they are also living dead warriors. It is obvious that they are arranging the situation for the emperor to be buried with him." Lin Yan knocked on all sides. the walls, I feel more and more that this place is really what I guessed.
There are only tombs of emperors. That's why it's so sealed from all directions that even a fly can't fly in.
And it was precisely because Wu Tairan knew that it was impossible for him to enter this mausoleum after being besieged by nearly a hundred sacred warriors, so he wanted to die together with Lin Yan.
"It's really hard work to blow open this wall! No wonder Wu Tairan, who was at the end of his battle just now, was so desperate. Even at his peak state, he was almost exhausted to death." Lin Yan smiled bitterly, and a big sword appeared in his hand.
In fact, the appearance of Molu is not much different from that of an ordinary long sword, except that its size has been expanded several times, making it slightly taller than a normal person.
"Such a big knife, it should be very powerful when it cuts through a wall." Lin Yan shook his head helplessly. The giant knife in his hand suddenly swung at the wall in front of him.
Although these walls were not made of Jiutianxingshi Iron, Lin Yan still recognized its texture. They were walls poured with Tianhuang Crystal. They were hard enough to make ordinary monks in the soaring realm despair.
Lin Yan swung his sword, although he was not yet in the realm of soaring to the sky. But the methods are stronger than those of monks in the soaring realm.
The first sword is against the evil wind.
The magic power of the wind surged. Lin Yan took a step with his right foot while shouting in a low voice. He swung down the sword of silence in his hand and defeated thousands of troops!
"Bang bang"
Amidst the loud noise, Lin Yan not only retracted his right foot. The body also took a step back. The huge force of the counterattack forced him to retreat, with a headache expression on his face.
In front of him, there was only a small white mark on the wall where Mo Lu had slashed it.
"Cool work, hard work!" Lin Yan was helpless.
Cut off the water with a knife!
Another slash of the knife struck Lin Yan with bitterness all over his face. This time, I really want to experience the legendary feeling of water dripping through stone.
The evil wind is going against you!
The magic knife!
Cut off the water with a knife!
The seal of the Great Wheel Ming King!
The Seal of the Angry Ming King!
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One trick is used to use it, and occasionally interspersed with a funeral sickle sickle. Lin Yan is so boring to cut firewood, each knife can be killed in seconds.?Lower monks.
When he was tired and had excessive consumption of mad blood, he would go to the God Burial Space to practice and recover, and he could often recover from the mad blood in one day. A day in the burial space is only half a day in the outside world.
Five days later, Lin Yan repeated these actions for five days. Lei Yuan was excessively consumed and crazy blood was excessively consumed. He went to the God Burial Space to practice. After practicing, he continued to chop down the wall.
Finally, on the fifth day, Lin Yan¡¯s work came to an end.
"Finally we are almost done, even the iron wall is not so exaggerated!" Lin Yan breathed out, the expression on his face was stiff and his arms were numb.
"Bury the God!" Lin Yan swung his last sword.
"Sickle!"
As soon as the God-Burying Scythe came out, a shadow of a sickle cut across the top of its head. This time, half of the blade of the God-Burying Scythe felt solid.
With this kind of attack power, even an average soaring mid-level monk would be killed directly. Even the monks who are soaring to the sky or even the soaring peak monks are difficult to compete with. If they are hit by this knife, they will at least be seriously injured!
With the final blow of the God-Burying Scythe, the opposite wall was finally penetrated by Lin Yan, revealing the scene inside the forbidden room.
"Sure enough!" Lin Yan whispered to himself, a ball of light bursting out of his eyes.
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