Plunder Countless Talents, I Became a God Novel

"There's no time, let's go to the ninth floor first!" Lin Luo didn't care about chasing the unknown old man, and went straight to the ninth floor of [Ten Thousand Swords Tomb] like thunder, causing bursts of sonic booms.

In the next thousandth of a second, he had already seen the ninth floor of [Ten Thousand Swords Tomb].

There is still nothing on that bronze pillar! !

Just when he was about to rush to the ninth floor, the transparent space in front of him seemed to be opened, and a long-haired man in black robe with empty hands stepped out directly.

At this time, the remaining time of Lin Luo's current state: 0.3 seconds!

"Another master from the eighth level? It looks like he is also alive. There is no time to fight with him. Avoid him!" Lin Luo only had the ninth level left in his eyes at this time, and all the other things could not attract him. any attention.

However, just as he walked around the man in black robe, a strange scene happened!

At his speed, he can cross 700 meters in one hundredth of a second and fly directly to the ninth floor!

But now a full fifth of a second has passed, and his distance from the ninth floor has not changed at all!

"Trouble, is it the black-robed master who just distorted the space? Do you have to defeat two people to get to the ninth floor? How is this possible? If I can't get to the ninth floor, who else can get to the ninth floor! ?" Lin Luo turned around and struck out with a sword without hesitation.

"Maybe this sword can attack him and save him, which will give me a chance to reach the ninth floor!"

But his sword at this moment no longer has the blessing of [Hurricane Power], and its power is obviously much weaker than the peak sword just now.

The long-haired middle-aged man was unshaven and his eyes were lonely and cold.

The ends of the black robe on his body were all broken, and pieces of rags had clearly been separated from the black robe, but it seemed as if a group of black fish were following behind him. From a distance, it seemed like black flames were burning underneath him. .

He reached out and flicked it casually, sending the green sword energy flying out, and a shocking explosion sounded immediately in the distance.

"Sure enough, this guy's strength is on the same level as the old man just now. Without [the power of hurricane] to disrupt his control of space, my sword energy can't hurt him at all!"

Lin Luo was exhausted of all kinds of energy at this time, and had no choice but to remove all the blessing states. A familiar feeling of weakness from the depths of his soul also surged into his heart again.

And he was only less than twenty meters away from the ninth floor!

But these twenty meters seemed like a chasm, blocking him forever!

Just when Lin Luo was slightly depressed, the strange middle-aged man spoke, "It has been 125,000 years since I founded [Ten Thousand Swords Tomb], and finally someone has reached the eighth floor. It is indeed gratifying!"

"[Ji], I really didn't expect that the result you calculated would come true! It seems that you have indeed surpassed me in the cultivation of deduction! Hahahaha! It's been 50,000 years since we last met, right?" The unknown old man's loud laughter sounded again at this time.

Lin Luo looked in the direction of the sound and saw him walking towards him as if nothing was wrong. Even the snow-white robe on his body was not stained with any dust or ashes, as if he had been blown away by a sword just now. General hallucination.

"Haha, Dugu, you are an old naughty boy, have you got over it? I saw you clearly being knocked away by this young man's sword just now!" [Ji] couldn't help but see the white-robed old man on his originally cold face. A smile appeared.

"It's a great thing to be able to fly me away! This means that there is another young monster in our human race! I wish there were more young people who could fly me away! Hahahaha!"

When Dugu Qiubei was brought up again, his face not only showed no trace of annoyance, but instead was filled with relief and excitement.

"Two seniors, I apologize for the offence." Seeing this, Lin Luo hurriedly interrupted.

He now has trouble even blessing several kinds of [Light of the Soul], so naturally he doesn't dare to continue to be as crazy as before, and kills people when he sees them.

This old man in white robe can only accept it as soon as possible without holding grudges.

After all, he who knows the current affairs is a hero, and he who can do whatever he can to make a difference is a man!

If you can't beat them, of course you can only stop and flatter them.

After all, they are all NPCs in the secret realm, so don’t shudder.

Ji turned around and looked at him with a pair of narrow eyes with a hint of smile, like sharp swords.

At this moment, Lin Luo felt as if he had seen through all the secrets in his body.

"How's it going? Have you seen the true nature of this kid?" Dugu Qiubei came to his side at this time and slowly stood still.

"Yes. I can see that it is the method of [Wanling Clan]."

[Ji] turned his head and asked: "Lin Luo, your world should be in the second stage of [Sequence Battle] now, right?"

"The second stage?" Although Lin Luo had never heard of this term, he still asked tentatively: "Senior is talking about a wolf-level disaster? Then it is indeed the second time that my world has faced such an extraterrestrial disaster."

He didn't expect that the two NPCs in the third-level inheritance secret realm would talk to him about what happened in his real world.

Could it be that the secret realm is not as simple as he thought?

Or is it true that those experts on the Internet in the past life suspected that the secret realm was a projection of other worlds?

[Ji] and Dugu Qiubei looked at each other and nodded in tacit understanding, then said in a positive tone: "It seems to be right, no wonder your swordsmanship is so powerful, but it is so impure, and there is a sense of quick success. Inside, it turns out that your world is an experimental universe established by the [Wanling Clan]."

"What?! The world I live in is just an experimental universe built by other races?" Lin Luo was shocked.

[Silent] seemed to see the shock in his eyes, and continued to explain: "I know what I am saying now may break your understanding. But unfortunately, the [Sequence War] in your world is indeed just [Sequence War] The Ten Thousand Spirits Tribe] imitates the process of the original prehistoric times when all the tribes fought against each other, and finally gave birth to the three thousand strongest races, and created a Gu game."

"And all the races in your entire world are just creatures concocted by the [Wanling Race]!"

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