Several people in the Mahayana realm gathered their minds and were taken into the Ringing Dimension by Shangshan, and then were taken into the Golden House Dimension by An Qingli.
Xiao Jintan is in charge of Anqingli Divine Mansion.
An Qingli looked at those golden goodies, and there was no reason to leave them here, especially the Mahayana Real Dragon that was painted with gold paint.
An Qingli is familiar with the matter of collecting treasures.
An Qingli swept through everything that could be included in the Mustard Seed Space.
In just a moment, the palace hall, which was sparkling with gold and luxury just now, became as if it had been robbed.
He was indeed robbed, and he was an extremely ferocious robber.
The hall is full of good things, and since Xiao Jintan likes the color gold, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is like a wild goose plucking its feathers.
Little Jin Tan’s eyes were shining with golden light, and he was so happy that he couldn’t open his mouth from ear to ear.
The pillar sunk deep into the ground is still there, and so is the real dragon wrapped around the pillar.
The real dragon was a water-attributed blue dragon, but for the sake of harmonious color tone, the surface of its body was painted with a layer of gold paint.
A wooden puppet came out of the Mustard Seed Space. Under the control of An Qingli's mind, it hugged the pillar with both arms, preparing to pull out a weeping willow upside down, including the pillar and the real dragon.
Unexpectedly, the pillar had just become loose.
A gust of dark wind, accompanied by ghostly screams, sounded in this empty tomb.
An Qingli's heart moved, and he quickly put the real dragon and wooden puppet into the mustard space.
Almost at the moment when the real dragon entered the space, a pale white face with a sinister smile suddenly appeared.
Upon closer inspection, it's not just a human face.
But a complete human skin.
The skin on the front, chest, and back is all there, and it's tightly stuck together. The skin on the limbs and head is also there, and it's also flat and stuck together.
A real paper man!
In other words, a real paper man!
It was as if a monster in life had sucked all the essence, blood, flesh and blood out of his body, and turned him into a piece of skin.
And there is not just one paper-skinned man, but two, three... ten, hundreds, thousands... densely packed, more and more, like a wave, coming towards this place quickly.
Soon, Mustard Seed Space was surrounded by these densely packed paper figures.
The little Pegasus felt numb again and leaned next to the mythical beast Bingfeng, asking for comfort and comfort.
Countless paper-skinned figures were floating in the air, letting out a series of eerie laughter, as if they were looking for prey.
"So... so scary!" Little Lingxi also ran to the gorgeous blue feathers of Bingfeng, asking for comfort.
The eighth-level Thunder Winged Tiger cheered up and said proudly: "Master, little tiger please fight!"
The little tiger of today is not the little tiger of the past. He is already the thunder-winged tiger in the late stage of the Tribulation.
An Qingli wiped the tiger's head, first put a ball of black fire out of the mustard space, and tested the depth of these ghosts.
"boom!"
A ball of black fire burst into flames, and the paper-skinned figures within a hundred meters were instantly reduced to nothing.
"Hey, these paper-skinned people are just as capable as moths and can't be burned?" For a moment, Xiaohuzi looked down on those bluffing ghosts.
But the little Pegasus said harshly: "How can you be so incompetent? Don't look at how terrifying the master's current Netherworld Fire is. Your body is in the Tribulation Realm, and it will not be burned when it encounters the master's black fire.
It can’t last more than three breaths at most.”
Little Huzi glared at Little Pegasus, but he had to admit that what Little Pegasus said was true.
The Mahayana realm is equipped with heaven-level exercises, especially the fire attribute exercises with such strong lethality, it is simply terrifying.
This fire-attributed technique was accidentally obtained by the ancestor of the An family. It comes from ancient times millions of years ago and has a wild aura.
The reason why the Tianyun Sect's exercises are classified as Tianyun Sect's exercises is that the highest level of exercises classified by Tianyun Sect is only up to the Heavenly level.
In fact, the further you practice this technique, the more powerful it becomes.
An Qingli herself realized that her fire-attribute skills were much more powerful than the water-attribute heaven-level skills practiced by Shangshan.
The further you go in practice, the more the gap becomes apparent.
However, there are many ancient and extinct techniques hidden in the Shangshen Dimension.
Therefore, Shangshan has no shortage of cultivation techniques. He also specially selected a few excellent fire-attribute and wood-attribute techniques and gave them to his Taoist companions.
An Qingli also knew that he could bite off more than he could chew. After accepting the exercises, he briefly read them a few times. After gaining some new insights, he put them aside for the time being and did not look at them again.
Relying on this fire-attribute skill that ranked second to the heaven, An Qingli killed everyone in the world.
Although there are many paper-skinned people.
But the Mustard Seed Dimension only goes to dense places, and when it reaches the dense places, it sets off a black fire.
The burning made those ghostly and ghostly paper-skinned figures moan and groan, but there was an inexplicable sense of joy.
These paper skins were all living people in their lifetimes, and they must have been bewitched by some evil spell to end up in such a sad situation.
Even though they are as thin and light as paper, they are actually full of corpse poison and corpse gas. Once contaminated, you will definitely not get better.
Moreover, there are still souls, human souls hidden inside these paper-skinned figures, so they have stayed in this tomb for many years and have never been reincarnated.
Xiao Jin Tan solemnly recited the salvation scriptures.
An Qingli also wore a relic on his wrist, and while emitting netherworld fire, he recited Buddhist scriptures.
The golden Buddha light shines through the mustard space, and the souls who have lost their support appear in panic in the golden light.
There are young and old, men and women, most of them are ordinary people.
It is really a crime to imprison so many souls for the burial of one person.
An Qingli mouthed the scriptures faster and faster, and transformed into golden light.
One after another, the souls dissipated like smoke in the golden light and entered reincarnation smoothly.
The power of white merit entered the mustard space and entered the bodies of An Qingli and Xiao Jintan.
An Qingli and Xiao Jintan have a symbiotic contract. The stronger Xiao Jintan grows, the more stable An Qingli's spirit becomes.
Little Huzi was a little unhappy nearby. Is it because he was too weak now? He had no chance to make meritorious deeds.
Little Lingxi ran over to comfort him, saying that the Tomb of the First Emperor was too dangerous, and the situation was unknown. A fairy-like evil creature might rush out at any time, so they had to be like Qingli and try to stay in the mustard space and not go out.
Having said this, Xiao Huzi felt a little better, knowing that his master's first priority was to save his life, so it would not be shameful for him to huddle in the mustard space.
The black fire was still burning everywhere, burning many paper figures.
The paper-bark people are no longer as dense as before.
But some paper-bark figures instinctively sensed danger and began to flee.
"Want to leave?"
An Qingli didn't agree. They came here because they had moral obligations and wanted to eliminate evil as much as possible.
The mist spirit was released.
The vast mist spread immediately, trapping the paper men who wanted to escape.
Several people in the Mahayana realm, as well as the little tigers who were eager to try, were released from the mustard space, took the elixir to remove corpse poison, propped up the protective shield, and began to harvest those paper-skinned monsters with great force.
In order to reduce discomfort, human skin was specially replaced with paper skin.