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The door opened, and a beam of peaceful and warm light shone on Wang Man's body, bathing in the comfortable breeze.

This was enough to surprise him. He didn't know that the tomb at the end of the cave would appear in the form of a palace.

Based on what he had seen before, Wang Man quickly concluded that this was the core area of ​​Emperor Shengwu's Mausoleum, and it was also the tomb of the most powerful predecessor among the tombs of these great men.

Picking out any one of the strong men in front is quite invincible nowadays, Wang Man stared at the inside carefully, his eyes were empty, thinking about what kind of existence the master here was like before he was alive?You must know that this peculiar tomb is much taller, more magnificent, and more noble than the previous dozen or so tombs.

Wang Man's mind was drawn by an inexplicable attraction, and he had already arrived in the hall before he knew it. The moment he approached, the hall suddenly lit up, and the whole body was blocked by the unease in Wang Man's heart exposed to the light.

His feet bumped and bumped, and he staggered and almost fell.

When I looked down, I saw skeletons scattered all over the place, some were still well preserved, some had broken ribs and their heads disappeared. Overall, it seemed that there were seven or eight corpses crowded here.

"Ah, senior gods, this junior came here unintentionally and disturbed the seniors' cultivation. I hope the seniors don't blame me for my sins." Wang Man kicked a skeleton into several pieces unintentionally, feeling restless for a moment. Wiping the sweat from his brow, he knelt down and prayed.

The bones here have existed for too long, and they were silent without making any sound, as if they had been wiped out.

Wang Man trembled, closed his eyes and hesitated for a while, and found that the unexpected god punished him, thinking that he was too worried, looked around and stood up, attracted by the old weapons scattered among the pile of corpses beside him .

"One, two, three...seven, here are seven weapons of various kinds." Except for one of the broad-bladed swords, Wang Man couldn't name the other six, but they looked strange in shape. Some are tricky and weird, and some are carved with gold and jade. According to a rough guess, they should be staffs or the like.

"The wind and sand have passed away, and the heroic spirit is lonely. It is a perfect destination to die here." Wang Man sighed from the bottom of his heart. Judging from the layout of these bones, they are not the owners of the tomb; Wang Man moved his eyes to the four sides of the hall On the crystal wall, the traces of fighting and the veins of the bursting of the magic imprint can be clearly seen to this day. The crystal gullies about half a foot deep are scattered in all directions, which shows how tragic the battle situation was at that time.

The ravines are vertical and horizontal, and the source is directly in front of the hall. There is a spiritual plaque of "Holy Martial Lingtian", surrounded by purple energy between the high platforms, without revealing any vitality.

"Ah! Martial Saint! This is the tomb of the Martial Saint! This... this is the founder of the Holy Martial Hall! Ling Tian?" Wang Man was dumbfounded, and instantly remembered the "Concentrating Art" given to him by Master Haotian. Immediately found the item "Ling Tian Battle Shield", on which was clearly written the words "our sect's unique skills", and the inscription was not "Hao Tian" but "Ling Tian".

"The founder of our sect is Emperor Lingtian!" Wang Man seemed to have grabbed the tail of curiosity, and screamed paranoidly, put away the "Concentrating Art" and began to look at the purple crystal high platform.

The purple air surrounds the high platform as a barrier. This is the energy breath attached to the high-level rules. **The sea.

Wang Man, who possessed a high-level purple energy, felt the power of the tomb owner deep in his soul. Compared with the strong outside, the holy body of the patriarch Ling Tian was also silent a thousand years ago, and after thousands of years of dissipation, it still maintains such a strong aura. The purple air barrier is enough to show that Patriarch Ling Tian was a very influential figure back then.

The unfathomable high platform, protected by the regular breath, is impenetrable. Compared with the scattered remains below, it looks extremely dignified and luxurious.

Wang Man carefully looked at the other world inside the purple qi, and his vindictiveness tentatively reached the edge of the barrier and was gently melted away; after his efforts were fruitless, Wang Man's mind whirled, and the purple qi in his body seemed to have seen its destination Usually, jump out of Wang Man's body and shoot into the barrier.

For a short moment, Wang Man felt that his thoughts and breath were connected with the world inside the high platform. Except for the crystal coffin, all the other information in it quickly jumped into Wang Man's brain, and the unprecedented amount of information quickly occupied his mind. Wang Man's brain was overwhelmed, and the exhaustion of his thoughts caused him to faint instantly.

If this continues, his brain will soon become disordered in the continuous information transmission, and Wang Man frantically gathers his whole body to attack the high platform in a panic.

Dou Qi circled and cut through the continuously connected energy channels, but disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.

not good!Wang Man screamed, his mind was dizzy, he felt like a straw floating in the purple ocean, the spiritual power and battle energy in his body were being swallowed wantonly.

Soon, Wang Man's inner mansion was empty, including the inner mansion boundary river built for him by Dr. Mundo.

For Wang Man at this moment, strength is no longer important, what is important is that his brain is in pain, and the swelling is about to stop the shock of wisdom; as long as it stops, it is no different from a mental retardation, and what is more serious is a complete burst The brain has no chance of surviving.

He was no longer stingy with the vindictive energy he had accumulated over the past four years, and simply released it to boost the crazy absorption of the purple barrier on the high platform. The moment the vindictive energy in his body was empty, the purple energy rushed back towards Wang Man like a tide.

This scene was very strange. Wang Man, who was physically exhausted, closed his eyes and waited for the arrival of the god of death. His brain really couldn't bear such a powerful external force.

The breath between the purple air barrier and the various information inside quickly invaded Wang Man's body and brain respectively. His empty inner mansion was rushed by the swift purple air. Wherever the air flow went, it affected every inch of his nerves and The veins are ruthlessly washed.

The pain made Wang Man numb, and soon he felt that purple filled the entire inner palace, and the momentum continued to wander upwards. In an instant, the purple air turned into a forked warm current and swirled rapidly around the brain; the fusion of high-level rules of power All kinds of attacks that entered Wang Man's brain outside the crystal coffin.

With a bang, a dull hammering sound came from the bottom of his heart, and the helpless Wang Man's brain suddenly swelled and then shrank instantly. Such involvement made a collision sound in his head.

There was another sound, and the sound waves rushed to Wang Man's soul, and his soul was about to come out of his body with such a powerful force.

"Ah..." Wang Man let out a heart-piercing howl in the empty palace, his bones made cruel friction sounds, and his figure changed rapidly, first a wolf, then a human, and then a wolf again.

The transformation is proceeding rapidly, without the control of the mind, every time after turning into a werewolf, it will be instantly compressed by the purple energy in the body, and turn back into a human form again.

This back-and-forth transformation caused Wang Man to endure countless fissions of his bones, and the pain from the contraction of the bone marrow made him forget time and his own existence...

I don't know how long it took, but Wang Man lying on the ground was unable to move anymore, the soil on the ground was already soaked with sweat from his body, there were werewolf hair around him, and blood oozing from the bloodshot skin drop.

"Am I dead?" Wang Man sighed blankly, he didn't know how many times he wandered back and forth on the edge of death, until he stood up struggling to endure the pain in his whole body, and when he looked at this daunting palace precariously, he laughed at himself. Laughed!

"I'm not dead." After Wang Man finished speaking, he fell to the ground again. This time he didn't have the strength to stand up, and his eyes turned around with difficulty, observing everything in the palace again.

The remains on the ground are still silently round, the purple air barrier on the high platform is gone, only the bare crystal coffin stands above, the words "Holy Martial Lingtian" on the front of the coffin are still the same, but the book next to the coffin Dilapidated, copper-yellow dry books are extremely eye-catching.

"What happened just now?" Wang Man asked himself at a loss, and subconsciously released his thoughts to investigate, and with a little effort, he had a clear grasp of the situation within a radius of ten miles.

Wang Man was shocked, when did his mind have such a sudden change?Curiosity prompted him to release the wave of thought again, and he felt the wave of purple energy spreading rapidly in all directions in a form of overwhelming force. Palaces, tombs, lava streams, long mountain ranges and endless The vast world, the scope gradually expanded, to the point where he couldn't even imagine it.

"Ah!" Wang Man put away his thoughts in disbelief, with many puzzles in his heart. The only thing he can be sure of is that this is a space of a different dimension, where the mountains, rivers, sun, moon, and vitality are clearly visible, and it is very different from the end-time scene outside. .

I don't know how many times the strength of the mind is stronger, because it is immeasurable in this space, and it is closely related to the distance conversion of different strengths in different spaces. In fact, Wang Man didn't know that this mausoleum of Emperor Wudi was an ancient soul space. There are strong souls who have fallen in the millennium jihad, but most of the souls have been swallowed by the demons in the crypt, and only a few strong souls are guarding their bodies.

After Wang Man learned of the sudden increase of his mind, he looked around his body in doubt, he raised his energy smoothly, and his mind recovered and covered his body. After looking at it, he was so curious that he was speechless!