Tempered Immortal

But when that happens, regret has no use whatsoever.

Lin Xuan's face quickly calmed down.

As a matter of fact, there shouldn't be any treasure here, maybe it's blocked by something.

However, there was not much time left for him. The Wangting Pavilion and the ancient demons could break in at any moment. Lin Xuan's eyes wandered throughout the hall.

All of a sudden, his eyebrows were wrinkled and his attention dropped like the middle of the hall.

There was nothing there, but Lin Xuan saw something unusual.

Tian Xiaojian is beside him, but at this time, Lin Xuan has no time to hide from the boy.

What does the simplicity of the entire palace herald when there are so many beautiful patterns and characters carved on the only brick in the middle of the floor?

Though it's just a guess, it's definitely worth a try.

Thoughts turned around, a sword light had swept out of the sleeve, such as a lightning rainbow, striking hard in the middle of the hall.

“Boom!”

The floor brick was hard, but how to withstand the clutch Brother's blow, the glow flashed, and suddenly split into pieces.

A dark tunnel appeared in sight.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but rejoice.

Tian Xiaojian's face showed the same smile.

There is no doubt about the poor mountain water, Liu Dark Flower Ming another village.

The two looked at each other and the same looted the tunnel.

I don't know where it leads, but with a glimmer of hope, the Cactus will never give up.

Lin Xuan breathed heavily. Anyway, he had come to this point. He was determined to take food from the tiger's mouth.

What about the late clutch? Master Ben chopped his soul off, but can't I run?

Though I thought so in my heart, Lin Xuan did not dare to relax at all.

There were no five fingers in the tunnel, and God's consciousness was greatly suppressed.

Although Lin Xuan did not sacrifice the treasure, the Nine Heavens Spiritual Shield has quietly opened.

However, it is superfluous.

He was not attacked.

The length of the tunnel is far beyond imagination.

Sufficient to pass a tea kung fu and still not see the bottom.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but be a little shocked.

All sorts of thoughts flashed through my mind.

According to the ancient demon, this is the place where the demonic leader and the two true immortals duel. Rather, it should be full of eyelids and even razed to the ground. Such a ruined building is unnatural.

The only explanation is that the ancient demons are lying and hiding important information.

But I don't have time to go deeper.

Just thinking of this, Lin Xuan's eyes squinted and a bright light shone into his sight.

With a bang, Lin Xuan looked around and began to gauge where he was.

I find myself in a wide and unusual hall.

It's several times bigger than the big house on the ground, and it's huge enough for thousands of people.

And here, it seems that God is no longer repressed, and Lin Xuan cannot help but rejoice.

The palace is more than twenty feet tall, and the walls and the top of the head are embedded with many unknown gems, giving off a faint glow.

Though a little dim, Lin Xuan's eyes have clearly seen everything around him. Most surprisingly, there are many skeletons on the ground.

And obviously not all humans and demons, but storage bags and jade tubes are none.

“Young Master, do you think this place is somewhat similar to the underground mausoleum we saw in the Junzhou Creek?” The voice of the moon enters the ear, but the little girl is still in the temple.

“Nice.”

Lin Xuan nodded his head, the same skeleton, the same rubble building, what's the connection between the two?

But Pyongzhou is nothing more than a barbaric place, which is a hundred and eighty thousand miles apart from the status of Mount Penglai.

There's no time to think about it now.

On the stone walls of the underground palace, there are four passageways of great diameter.

Deep down, I don't know what the end will be.

As soon as Lin Xuan hesitated, he chose a channel on the left to flash in.

Tap, Tian Xiaojianming followed Lin Xuan closely into the tunnel, but for some reason, it was much slower than him.

But Tian Xiaojian suddenly didn't realize that, at this moment, he was also wary of unusual measurements.

Then his eyes fell on the aisle on the right, something, as if summoning himself, Tian Xiaojian slightly hesitated, then turned into a rainbow flying in.

……

The pavilion arrived here at the same time as the ancient demons.

However, unlike Lin Xuanda's sword, these two guys, their faces look like they've been through some kind of war.

“Humph, I didn't know there was still a small spatial restraint in the tunnel. Fortunately, it was just a remnant, less than one percent of its original power. It happened to be very good at the art of space, otherwise I'm afraid I'd be stuck here.” The eyes of the ancient demons flashed, and there were still palpitations in some hearts.

“It was really dangerous, thanks to Taoist friends, but then again, those two little guys, they came here before us, why aren't they trapped in the law of formation?” The sound of the Wangting Pavilion does not restore its original appearance. The experience just now can indeed be described in nine lifetimes.

“Hmm, nothing strange about that. That little whiskey space ban has been broken. The rest, it's just some remnants. Those two little guys, lucky, they just didn't meet.” Speaking of this, the ancient demon cannot help but sigh, after all, it is a matter of character.

Then he swept his eyes and showed ecstasy on his face: “Yes, the Immortal Heritage Baby should be here. Eh, the ban on the two channels left and right has been activated. It seems that they have entered. This spiritual dragon channel can only accommodate one passenger at a time. Choose one of us. Hurry up and catch up. The treasure must not fall into the hands of those two little guys. ”

The ancient demon said here, the tone has become a little anxious, the gaze of the lookout pavilion flashed, looking at the scenery in front of him, his mind is similar to Lin Xuan's doubts.

But he didn't ask, because even the ancient demons wouldn't explain it.

And this old monster, why do you believe in yourself so much, he was just trapped in restraint, he even rescued, Wangting Pavilion does not believe that the ancient demons will be so kind, keep the promise, is there any conspiracy?

Thoughts flashed through my head, but on the surface, I didn't move my voice.

Anyway, just be careful, the dragon real person finally told him what the immortal treasure was, but the Wangting Pavilion Half Letter was suspicious.

If that useless thing is true, the dragon is happy to please the fiber fairy, but it can be said that the ancient demon has worked so hard to get it, it doesn't make sense.

Anyway, without the treasure, the pavilion would never die. The Phantom nodded and entered a passage. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)