Twin martial arts

Lin Long and the others raised their heads, and surrounded Lin Fan with his eyes closed in the very center.

A ray of incarnation, but it is not simple, it has Lin Fan's true soul in the master.

The corridor is dark, I don't know how long it is, and in the dark night, there are drips of water, which is very penetrating.

After walking for at least a kilometer, there was a light ahead, but it was not bright, it was still dim, and the everlasting ever-burning lamp gave off a faint blue brilliance, making it even more terrifying and gloomy.

"Quasi-God Corpse Oil."

Lin Fan murmured, this eternal lamp is so terrifying. Firstly, the quasi-god was beheaded to death, and then the corpse oil was refined to use it as lamp oil. If you look carefully, the wicks are distorted faces, and they are completely different.

"The imprisoned soul!"

Lin Fan was terrified!

How much hatred does it take to be like this?

That is a quasi-god, but at this time they are all imprisoned, and there is no peace when they die. Their bodies are turned into lamps and oil, and their immortal souls are refined into wicks.

"sizzle"

Like a snake spitting out a letter, a sense of coldness came over him. Even Lin Fan now felt a chill on his back, and when he turned around suddenly, it was a python with teeth as huge as a thick tree!

It's really a snake!

This is so unreasonable.

Such a huge snake has survived for at least ten thousand years, and should have transformed into a dragon or a dragon, but this is a strange species that still maintains its snake body.

"This is"

Suddenly, Lin Fan's pupils shrank, is this Zhuyin?

It is bright red, and its scales are like dragons.

In his eyes, runes flickered, and Lin Fan retreated a hundred steps!

This is indeed Candle Yin!

This is an ancient strange beast, he is sure of it!

It's too hard to understand, how long has this god's tomb survived, and has preserved the prehistoric environment?

Or, the owner of the tomb created a livable environment suitable for various ancient beasts with great means and great magic power?

Otherwise, how could such creatures that have been extinct for at least ten epochs appear here?

Lin Fan treated it cautiously.

Candle Yin, who dares to underestimate it?

According to legend, this kind of creature grows to the ultimate state, and can rival the gods.

The sound of the water was still ticking, and Lin Fan was confronting the shadow of the candle.

If you compare it, he is not as big as the scales of Zhuyin, but Lin Fan's momentum is not weak when the two sides confront each other.

"No." Lin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. There didn't seem to be much aura in those scarlet eyes, and he looked very dull and stupid. Although he had a snake body that could crush the galaxy, it seemed that the demon spirit was no longer there.

Lin Fan probed slowly; he was very cautious and cautious. If his guess was wrong, it was just an illusion created by the shadow of the candle. If he was not careful, he might suffer a loss.

"What on earth is the owner of the tomb going to do?" Lin Fan sighed, he was sure that Zhuyin was harmless, after careful and careful observation, Lin Fan felt that the demon soul of Zhuyin seemed to have been taken away, leaving only He will not die after falling down, but live in this tomb.

Going around the shadow of the candle, the corridor became wider and wider, and he didn't like to give people a sense of narrowness, but the penetrating eternal lamp was still there, and the wisps of breath released from the lamp oil made him tremble with fear.

This is made of the blood and bones of a quasi-god, with the word "God" on it.

In fact, if Lin Fan hadn't settled here with the main soul, and had once fought against the quasi-god, he would have stumbled here, or at least his spine would have been bent.

"A mural?"

Lin Fan stopped and stared carefully at the wall. There were both sides. At first glance, it was messy and chaotic, as if someone had graffitied it, but how could this be possible? You know, this is the tomb of the poison god. Who would dare to enter easily?

There are nine murals in total, with messy styles and rough and arrogant strokes. There are vague figures, and the scenes are all different.

"what"

Lin Fan suddenly screamed, his headache was about to split, and even Lin Fan's real body outside the tomb had bloodstains on his eyebrows. It was all because he tried hard to see the first murals clearly.

He was robbed at this point, this painting, when he tried to release his soul to look carefully, this painting suddenly exploded with infinite attraction, wanting to swallow him whole

The reason why he screamed, even his real body was injured, was because he resisted it.

"Lin Fan!"

"Brother Dao!"

Lin Long and the others gasped, they were all taken aback and felt unbelievable.

Is this tomb so terrifying that even Lin Fan was robbed, so he is not qualified to enter?

"I'm fine."

Lin Fan opened his eyes, wiped the blood between his brows, and said, "You can enter the Eighth Realm of Prosperity, let's go, I'll take you inside."

Lin Fan took the lead, followed by Lin Long, and in Du Tianjiao's play, Venerable Tianlong came second.

This is the best arrangement.

After entering the tunnel, one realizes the difference in realm, talent, potential, etc. Lin Long and Lin Fan did not feel any discomfort when walking, and only when they passed the eternal light did they look a little unnatural.

But Venerable Tianlong and Venerable Tianlong have been trembling since they entered this tunnel, and they almost knelt down when they passed the Eternal Eternal Light. Go forward and stop there.

"Lin Fan", who was still watching in front of the mural, turned into golden light and poured into Lin Fan's eyebrows.

"Is this the mural?" Lin Long frowned.

"It's messy, like unconscious graffiti." Venerable Tianlong said.

Du Tianjiao was also watching, but didn't speak.

"Did you see anything?" Lin Fan whispered.

Lin Long frowned.

"It's just random graffiti, nothing brilliant, just a sense of majesty and vastness."

"Me too, I didn't find any difference on it." Du Tianjiao added, and asked: "Brother Lin, are you sure you got hurt because of this mural?"

Lin Fan glanced at him, but didn't speak.

"Nine murals, each of which is different. Some are cloudy and misty, some are vague, and some are blood-red and gloomy. They seem to describe a certain battlefield that once happened."

When Lin Long spoke, it was almost the same as Lin Fan's perception.

After a moment of silence, Lin Long said, "I'll try with a strand of dragon soul."

"Okay, yes, be careful, if you can't do anything, I'd rather give up that wisp of soul." Lin Fan urged.

The main reason is that the trauma not long ago was not serious, but there were also some flaws.

But at his level, the slightest flaw may eventually become the source of death.

Lin Long started, and a handsome dragon's spirit flowed out, and then, with a flash of light on the mural, the spirit released by Lin Long disappeared.

Lin Fan waited solemnly, holding Tianzhu tightly in his hand, and the Chaos Suppressing God Bell and Purgatory Heavenly Prison came out together, he had already raised his combat power to the extreme.

It was also at this time that Venerable Tianlong realized how far they were from Lin Fan. When Lin Fan's aura increased, they were pushed out unconsciously, and they were already hundreds of feet away from Lin Fan in an instant.

And as long as they felt Lin Fan's terrifying aura, they would feel chills all over, and they couldn't resist at all.

The two looked at each other and smiled wryly.