Yu Tingting just let out a cold and angry scolding, while Qiu He's face in front of him became ugly at this moment. He squeezed his fingers tightly and stared at the leaving Yu Tingting, feeling only gloom in his heart.
of anger.
Lin Changan!
Also, Yu Tingting!
"Yu Tingting, since you treated me like this today, let's see how I treat you after I kill Lin Chang'an!"
There was also a bit of gloom in Qiu He's eyes.
He hated Yu Tingting in front of him.
This is the human mind. When he falls into despair, if someone gives him a blow, and his former friend never understands him, then in his eyes, this person and his friend are together.
He has become a bad person at this moment.
Just like a person who cannot borrow money, when he is desperate, he borrows money from his friend, but the friend refuses to lend, then from this moment on, this friend is like a villain to him.
"Who do you think you are? Ha!"
In the end, Qiu He watched Yu Tingting in front of him leave, and entered a door of life and death, still based on Lin Changan's deduction.
With the flickering of the void, Lin Changan immediately entered the maze.
Chen Xiaopang couldn't understand all of this.
"Your Majesty, why do you need to tell them the correct way?"
This was something that Chen Xiaopang couldn't understand. Logically speaking, Lin Changan could tell them a messy way to pass, and then cause those disciples to suffer heavy losses, or even have their entire army annihilated.
"Why not? As far as I'm concerned, they are not a threat. Would a tiger who is so aloof tell any lies to a mouse that can be slapped to death?"
Lin Changan shook his head indifferently. In his eyes, those disciples had no status at all.
Regarding this sentence, Chen Xiaopang in front of him nodded, deeply agreeing with it.
This is the pattern of your Majesty, it is extraordinary and refined.
Inside the maze, it went on for an unknown number of miles. Lin Changan was not afraid of anything. All kinds of mechanisms could not stop him. A raging fire suddenly started burning here. Lin Changan just calmly put his bookcase on it.
Sacrifice it out and forcibly cross it.
"too easy."
In response, Lin Changan clapped his hands and felt that these so-called emperor-level maze designs were nothing.
Of course, hundreds of millions of years have passed, and more than 99% of the attack methods in this maze have been lost. It is a good thing that a trace of the original ability of the maze can be preserved. After all, the empress is far away from the current era.
More than one billion years have passed, which spans dozens or even more eras.
It's too far away, and the span of time is too long.
As for Qiu He, it can be said that he suffered a disaster. He was burned by all kinds of fire, burned by Dao fire, killed by thunder, and torn apart by ferocious beasts. He was cursing his mother.
"What the hell kind of maze is this? Why is it so difficult, Mud!"
He was really going to explode. If he hadn't met other disciples along the way and told him that he had encountered the same thing, he would have almost made Qiu He suspect that Lin Changan was giving blind directions. This would have been a dead end.
.
The gap between the two sides can be said to be quite large.
And Lin Changan could clearly feel that he was getting closer to that cry for help.
"Help me, help me..."
That sound was extremely weak, as if he could die completely at any time.
Lin Changan understood that this was not Xiao Guzi's aura, but rather a distress signal from the Great Sun Dragon Emperor Sect. Lin Changan was too lazy to pay attention to all of this. The one who really wanted to pay attention was, well, that was the Ancient Sage.
After bypassing the distant maze, we entered a rather open area.
It was an ancient palace, and everything was damaged. Runes exploded, and all kinds of strange divine patterns were shining brightly. It was amazing that the explosions were everywhere, and Lin Changan's eyes swept away
At a glance, I saw some key points nearby.
This is a very dilapidated palace. The doors have almost been damaged. The door was blown open. Follow the gap in the door to enter. There are three ancient coffins covered with dust.
A ghostly atmosphere.
And near the coffin with the ghostly aura, clusters of green fireworks were ignited at this moment, suspended in the entire palace, showing the appearance of grimaces, both crying and laughing, which made people feel heartbroken and gasp.
Cool air.
"Ghostly will-o'-wisps?"
Lin Changan squinted his eyes and recognized this substance at a glance.
This is an ancient power. After his death, his body underwent some transformations, causing some of the souls scattered in the world to condense together and form a ghost-like substance. However, because the consciousness dissipated, it contained powerful
With the energy, it will burn on its own. This kind of fireworks is extremely terrifying, and even the God King may be burned to death.
Moreover, if ghosts and will-o'-the-wisps exist long enough, and with some ingenious opportunities, they may develop some spiritual wisdom, and eventually manifest themselves into real people, it is also possible for them to be outrageous.
According to rumors, after a certain ancient emperor died, the ancient dynasty used powerful magic to resurrect the ghost fire that was born from him, and gave it the memories of the past, which was considered a different kind of resurrection.
"Since I have encountered this mysterious substance, I naturally cannot let it go."
A faint smile appeared on Lin Changan's lips, and with a wave of his hand, he put all the ghosts and will-o'-fires in front of him into the small bookcase.
Lin Changan's bookcase is made of imperial gold. Even an emperor-level powerhouse may not be able to damage it. It is naturally extremely easy to put a small ghost fire into it.
"It's just that in these three coffins in front of me, who is buried in them?"
Lin Changan blew a breath, and with the blessing of spiritual power, a lot of dust was blown up and flew into the sky. Various dazzling runes were reflected in it. What kind of horror is buried inside?
, actually even the dust in the coffin has a hint of spirituality, giving birth to its own rune line?
These were definitely a group of powerful people in their previous life.
Lin Changan carefully pushed aside the patina, revealing part of the handwriting.
"Ancient Thunder God?"
Lin Changan's expression changed slightly. The God of Thunder? That was an incredible god. In the era of small mythology, he had dominated the world for countless years. In those years, the emperor was called the Immortal God, which was also a continuation of the era of mythology.
"Could it be that the three coffins in this place are all gods?"
Even though Lin Changan was the Great Emperor, his expression changed slightly at this moment.