When Xiaoyin's holy beast blood successfully passed the entrance verification, a group of people were sucked into the inner space of the Beast King's Tomb...
What is certain is that this is by no means a technology for expanding space or a small world in the cracks. The cracks in the Imperial Tree are just one of the entrances to the tomb.
The specific location of the Beast King's tomb is still a mystery...
Even during the process of traveling through space, Wang Ming began to have some doubts that the exact location of the Beast King's tomb might not be in Rakshasa Valley at all.
The entire Rakshasa Valley may be just a deception arranged by King Rakshasa.
Wang Ming fell along the space passage like everyone else, falling like a bunch of beans on the ground of the tomb.
"It hurts a little!" Fatty Luo got up from the ground and rubbed his head.
He just fell headfirst, and a crater was created in the ground.
This scene made Wang Ming feel a chill in his heart. Fortunately, he was wearing a mecha, otherwise his body would have been shattered if he fell like this... The "Wang Ling No. 1" suit he is wearing now has strong anti-fall properties.
Shock-absorbing ability, even though he fell down like this just now, he didn't feel much pain on his body.
All I can say is, is he worthy of being himself?
Even if the stupid Ou Doudou is not by his side, he still relies on his dexterous hands to make Ou Doudou feel like he is by his side!
Thinking of this, Wang Ming suddenly felt his face turn red and became a little excited!
"Teacher Wang, your mecha can still change color?" Fatty Luo looked at the mecha that turned into fiery red in surprise.
"..."
Oops!
He forgot that Wang Ling No. 1 also added a new anthropomorphic design, and the mecha would transform into different colors according to the wearer's own emotions.
So, after Wang Ming worked hard to regain his composure, the color of the mecha returned to its original color, becoming the original silver-gray color.
Suddenly Wang Ming found that this design seemed a bit redundant.
It's so stupid to actually expose your emotions...
What if he is a pervert if he lets others have his way?
It needs to be changed!
At this moment, Wang Ming made up his mind.
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Everyone looked around at the surrounding environment. In front of them, there was a cliff about ten meters away, and at the bottom was an abyss.
The mouth of this abyss is extremely wide and long, stretching along both sides. It is impossible to trace the end at a glance.
"Big World?"
Zhuo Yi squatted at the mouth of the abyss and stared at it.
Feeling the aura of the big world is an ability above and beyond arranging the small world. The small world can be stored in the magic weapon through technical means, but the big world cannot.
The space of one big world is equivalent to a thousand small worlds.
Because the space is too vast, unless it is a top-level space magic weapon, ordinary magic weapons cannot accommodate the big world inside.
"Well, this is indeed a big world. Even with my ability, I can only swallow two at most." Wuji said.
As the king of holy beasts, it is not surprising that King Rakshasa can arrange a big world, but Wuji can swallow two big worlds... This is still very scary.
It can only be said that this is worthy of being a top-notch space magic weapon made from forty-nine pieces of sacred animal skins...
"Can you analyze this big world?" Zhuo Yi asked.
"Of course." This is just a big world, still within the scope of Wuji's insight.
Wuji closed her eyes and meditated for a while. After a while, she saw a black light pouring out from her palm like an ink lotus, flooding into the void in front of her. Finally, the ink in the void merged to form this giant
A view of the world.
A shocking scene also happened with the "grave map" analyzed by Wuji...
"The transparent part on this map is the abyss of this big world." Wuji spoke, his words were astonishing.
Several people opened their mouths.
It turned out that the abyss in front of them was actually a magic circle...
King Rakshasa arranged the world, split the earth, and built a magic circle out of the abyss.
It may look unremarkable at a close look, but now after Wuji's analysis, the plan of the magic circle constructed from the abyss appears in front of everyone's eyes in a shocking way.
This is a very wonderful magic circle, so wonderful that everyone here, including Xiao Yin, was deceived.
If it weren't for Wuji's analysis, they might not have been able to see the secret inside.
"What is the purpose of King Rakshasa building a magic circle out of an abyss?" Zhuo Yi lowered his eyes slightly, stared at the abyss in front of him, and pondered.
His realm was low and he could not feel the wonderful fluctuations caused by this abyss formation. On the other hand, Fatty Luo, Xiao Yin and Wuji all had shocked expressions on their faces, as if they had seen some strange phenomenon in the world.
"I see!"
Wang Ming suddenly trembled and opened his eyes suddenly: "Could it be that this is the legendary... land formation formation!"
Xiaoyin: "..."
Zhuo Yi: "..."
Fatty Luo: "..."
Wuji: "..."
Wang Ming: "Think about it! The Holy Beast Tribe was suddenly destroyed. As the king of beasts, the Rakshasa King was naturally not willing to accept such an outcome. So the Rakshasa King deliberately faked his death and set up such a magic circle in the tomb, just waiting to one day
The price of sacrificing a country is to resurrect all the holy beasts!"
"Is this really the case..." Xiao Yin was stunned by Wang Ming's words.
"Maybe that's the case, but we have no evidence! At present, we can't confirm whether King Rakshasa is still alive. But I feel that this beast king will not die so easily." Wang Ming sighed sadly.
At this moment, an old voice suddenly came from behind everyone.
"You guys, breaking into the tomb privately... this is a dead end."
This is the old man who appeared outside the entrance of the Emperor Tree Tomb after everyone entered the space tunnel.
The old man is not tall, less than 1.5 meters tall. He wears a thick robe. The golden-brown robe is covered with various strange mushrooms. His head is covered with golden-red diamond-shaped leaves, which are unique to the emperor tree.
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A short old man, but his whole body exuded a very terrifying aura. He only spoke lightly, and he had a great majesty.
"Emperor tree spirit?" Xiao Yin had already figured out the old man's identity.
This is a tree spirit transformed from an imperial tree, but it does not belong to the demon clan. The demon clan uses demon energy. However, the tree spirit in front of me uses serious spiritual power and should belong to the category of special spiritual beasts.
"Who are you?" Wang Ming asked, staring at the old man.
"I am the tomb guard." The old man replied: "You have already broken into the restricted area. No one can leave alive except the holy beast."
"Is there no other room for negotiation?" Zhuo Yi asked, "We didn't mean to offend..."
The old man squinted his eyes and said firmly: "No!"
"Okay... then we'll just have to fight." After saying that, Zhuo Wei showed the ring, and a cluster of white flames appeared on the top of the ring.
Pure...purifying fire?
How could a golden elixir stage... possibly mobilize such a divine item?
The old man suddenly broke out in cold sweat, and the pressure returned to him.
Zhuo Oi held up the purifying fire: "Come on! Let's start the battle! I don't know anything else but the fireball technique!"
Wang Ming, Fatty Luo, Xiao Yin, Wuji: "..."
"...Young hero, if you have something to say, let's put the fire away first... Well... Actually, I am not a tombkeeper, I am a tour guide!" At this moment, the old man's eyes became extremely sincere.