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Volume 1 Text_ Chapter 180 It’s All Routines

Law spirit treasures are spiritual treasures that contain the power of law. For example, his Burning Sky Tower contains the Law of Fire. If you want to control the Burning Sky Tower without understanding the Law of Fire, you will be instantly counterattacked by the Law of Fire and burned into flames.

ash.

"What exactly is this law?"

Xiao Long's consciousness swept through it again, and the inner armor was incompatible with the surrounding space, as if it was in another space.

"Principles of space!" Xiao Long was shocked.

The law of space, together with the law of time, are known as the two most difficult laws to understand in the world. Although it is easy to get started with the law of space, it is even more difficult to master it. In the history of the Chinese continent, those who used the law of space to achieve enlightenment and ascension were

There seems to be only one person from ancient times to the present.

As for the law of time, there is none.

It can be seen from this that how difficult these two laws are, Xiao Long fell into these two laws in the first place.

The person who can create the spiritual treasure of the laws of space, even if he is not the ascended ancient power, is still someone who has a deep understanding of the laws of space. He must get this treasure!

"Swish, swish, swish..."

The people in the ruins rushed up like locusts and came to the altar. Countless pairs of fiery and greedy eyes looked directly at the things on the altar.

"Rob!"

"Come on!"

Although most people were sensible and did not act rashly, there were still three people who were not afraid of death and rushed forward.

"Haha! These are all mine!"

The person at the front looks crazy.

suddenly!

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Only three explosions were heard, and all three of them, without exception, exploded into blood mist!

Only then did people become alarmed.

The oppression formation when entering the ruins appeared on the altar again!

"I'll try it!"

A shirtless strong man came out. This man's name was Nan Meng. He was the chief disciple of the Giant Elephant Sect, a two-star sect that focused on body refining. His physical strength reached the imperial realm, and he was also a top twenty master on the Hidden Dragon Ranking.

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Nan Meng walked towards the center of the altar, his burning eyes firmly fixed on the vat of boiling blood.

"If I can get the blood of dragon and elephant, I am confident that I can become the second Sikong Saint."

"No! Better than Sikong Sheng!" Nan Meng thought in his heart.

As the man went deeper, a terrifying pressure instantly fell on him. Nan Meng's body made an overwhelmed "crunching" sound, and blood seeped out from the surface of the skin. It was shocking. After a few breaths, his whole body was dripping with blood.

"Ah! I'm not willing to give in!"

With a roar raised to the sky, Nanmeng exploded into blood mist with a "bang".

This time, the scene instantly became quiet.

Even Nan Meng can't bear it, so don't worry about those who are weaker than him, there's no chance at all! What's more, there is the behemoth of Canghai Academy blocking here, and those three treasures cannot be counted on.

"Let's go! I won't consider the things here anymore. Anyway, I've made a lot of money this time, so I can't be greedy."

"I want to leave too, but where to go?" someone asked doubtfully.

The students of Canghai College also looked at each other. There was no teleportation formation nearby. Are they just waiting here?

Xiao Long discovered a strange phenomenon.

The blood of the three people Nan Meng had rushed towards before had merged into the altar and disappeared, as if they had been absorbed by something.

Xiao Long drew a ball of blood from the collected corpses, injected a soul-chasing technique into the blood, and then sprinkled the blood on the ground.

The mass of blood merged into the altar at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xiao Long felt it carefully, and he could clearly feel that the mass of blood was slowly flowing towards the center of the altar, and finally...

The blood flowed to the center, under the giant statue, and was sucked into the body by the statue.

Immediately afterwards, contact with the Soul Chasing Technique was lost.

"I see!"

Xiao Long only thought it was funny. This kind of trick could be hidden from others, but not from him. Xiao Long had seen thousands of ruins, but few owners would willingly leave their treasures behind. They would always set up some

Conspiracy and conspiracy.

Xiao Long took out the palm-sized statue, pointed at the five-meter-tall giant statue in the center of the altar and said, "Is that your body?"

The statue does not move, nor does it shake.

"Don't tell?"

Xiao Long burned the aurora flame and burned the statue's hand directly.

"Buzz buzz..." The statue trembled crazily, its eyes full of anger.

"Haha, don't think that I don't know. I just want to trick people into dying here so that you can absorb the essence and blood and condense your body, right?" Xiao Long stared at him, heart-wrenching every word.

There was a look of horror in the statue's pupils.

Xiao Long knew immediately that his guess was correct.

An innate master has a lifespan of a thousand years, an emperor has a lifespan of 5,000, and no matter how strong the king is, his lifespan is only 20,000 to 30,000 years.

Fifty thousand years have passed, the body of the Savage Venerable has long decayed. If he wants to be reborn, he can only use secret methods to seal his soul in a container and sleep, leaving a body, absorb enough blood essence, and then awaken the soul again.

Come into the world.

What inheritance, what relics, what treasures? They are all scams, lies made up to resurrect himself!

Seeing Xiao Long's cold eyes, the statue trembled.

"I guess you must have left an image of your soul, and you will jump out later and encourage us to kill each other. You lied to me and said that if too many people died, the formation would disappear, right?" Xiao Long sneered.

As soon as Xiao Long finished speaking, he saw a huge illusory light and shadow appear in the sky. Judging from the appearance, it looked exactly like the statue.

"Everyone! I am the owner of this ruins, Venerable Savage. This is the image I left behind. When you see this image, I have been dead for fifty thousand years."

The illusory figure said with a smile.

"It's really the Savage Venerable!" Countless pairs of blazing eyes looked at him.

The illusory figure pointed at the three treasures next to the statue below, and said with a smile: "These three treasures are the inheritance I left for thousands of years. Those who have the ability can get them. As long as anyone can resist the oppression of this formation,

Qualified to receive treasures."

"Of course, there is not much energy left in this formation. If no one can resist it, the more people you die, the more energy the formation will consume. Eventually, the energy will be exhausted, the formation will disappear, and the treasure will still be returned.

What you get.”

Everyone showed expressions of sudden realization.

"Finally, I left a key, which is a palm-sized human sculpture. My lifelong secret is hidden in that five-meter-high statue. As long as the key is inserted into the head of the large statue, it will

Get my inheritance, as long as my inheritance is obtained, I will send you out!"

"Good luck to you!"

After saying these words, the phantom of Lord Manhuang disappeared.

Xiao Long looked at the trembling statue in his hand and showed a mocking smile like a cat playing with a mouse.


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