Lin Long and others looked up and surrounded Lin Fan with their eyes closed in the center.

A wisp of incarnation, but it is not simple, with Lin Fan's true soul entering the master.

The corridor is dark and unknown how long. In the dark night, there are water drops ticking, which is very cunning.

After walking for at least a thousand meters, there was a light ahead, but it was not bright and still dark. The eternal eternal light emitted a faint blue light, which made it even more terrifying and gloomy.

"Quest God's Corpse Oil."

Lin Fan whispered, "This everlasting lamp is so terrifying that it is terrifying. He first killed the quasi-god and then refined the corpse oil as lamp oil. Looking closely, the wick suddenly had twisted faces, and it was definitely different.

"The prisonered soul!"

Lin Fan was creepy!

How much hatred does this need to be so?

Those are all quasi-gods, but at this time they are all imprisoned and will not be at peace if they die. The flesh turns into lamps and oils, and the eternal soul is refined into wicks. This is the true name of the never-return and never rebirth.

"Shit..."

Like a snake spitting out a letter, a cold feeling came. Even Lin Fan now felt a chill on his back and suddenly turned around. It was a python with a huge tooth like a thick tree!

It's really a snake!

This is too unreasonable.

Such a huge snake has survived for at least ten thousand years and should have turned into a dragon or a dragon, but this is an alien, and it still maintains the body of a snake.

"This is……"

Suddenly, Lin Fan's pupils shrank. Is this Zhuyin?

Red and the scales are like dragons.

Inside his eyes, runes flashed, and Lin Fan stepped back a hundred steps!

This is indeed Candle Yin!

This is an ancient beast, he is sure!

It is too difficult to understand how long has this tomb of gods been around and retained the prehistoric environment, etc.?

Or maybe the tomb owner used great means and great magic power to create an environment suitable for various ancient beasts to live in?

Otherwise, how could such creatures that have been extinct for at least ten epochs appear here?

Lin Fan treated it with caution.

Who dares to underestimate Zhuyin?

According to legend, this kind of creature grows to the ultimate state and can be compared with gods.

The sound of water was still ticking, and Lin Fan was confronting the candle.

In comparison, he is not as big as the scales of the candle shade, but when the two sides confront each other, Lin Fan's aura was actually not weak at all.

"No." Lin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. There seemed to be no spiritual light in his scarlet eyes, and he looked very dull and stupid. Although there was a snake body that could crush the galaxy, it seemed that the demon soul was no longer there.

Lin Fan tried slowly; he was very cautious and careful. If the speculation was wrong, it was just an illusion created by the candle shade. If he was not careful, he would suffer a loss.

"What is the tomb owner... going to do?" Lin Fan sighed. He affirmed that Zhuyin is harmless. After careful and careful observation, Lin Fan felt that Zhuyin's demon soul seemed to have been taken away.

Only his body is left to live in this tomb.

Bypassing the candle shade, the corridor became wider and wider, and it didn't like to give people a sense of narrowness, but the ever-willing eternal light was still there, and the wisps of breath released from the lamp oil made him tremble in his heart.

This is made up of the blood and bones of the quasi-god, and it is touched by the word "God".

In fact, if Lin Fan had not been to the main soul and had fought with the quasi-god, he would have suffered a fall, and at least he would have been bent.

"Murals?"

Lin Fan stopped and stared at the wall carefully. There were on both sides. At a rough look, it was messy and seemed like a person was graffitiing up, but how could this be possible? You know, this is the tomb of the Poison God, who dares to enter easily?

There are nine murals in total, with messy styles and rough and arrogant pen tips. In a vague way, people can be seen with silhouettes and different scenes.

"ah……"

Lin Fan suddenly screamed and had a split headache. Even Lin Fan's true body outside the tomb had blood marks between his eyebrows. It was just because he tried hard to see the first murals.

He was robbed in this painting. When he tried to release his soul and carefully viewed it, the painting suddenly burst out with infinite attraction and wanted to swallow his whole body...

The reason why he screamed was that even his true body was injured was because he resisted him.

...

"Lin Fan!"

"Brother Dao!"

Lin Long and others were all very surprised and were incredible.

Is this tomb so terrifying? Even Lin Fan was robbed and he didn't have the right to enter?

"I'm fine."

Lin Fan opened his eyes, wiped the blood between his eyebrows, and said, "You can enter the eighth realm of the gods. Let's go, I'll take you in."

Lin Fan took the lead, Lin Long cut off the back, and in the drama "Du Tianjiao", the Tianlong Venerable was the second.

This is the most appropriate arrangement.

After entering the corridor, they realized the difference in realm, talent, potential, etc. Lin Long and Lin Fan did not feel uncomfortable when they walked. Only when they were in the eternal lights, their faces were slightly unnatural.

But the two Venerable Tianlong, from entering the corridor, were all trembling. When they passed through the everlasting light forever, they almost knelt down. If it weren't for Lin Fan's undying fighting spirit, they wouldn't dare to continue to go to the point of view.

If you leave, you will stop there.

"Lin Fan" who was still watching in front of the mural turned into golden light and poured into Lin Fan's eyebrows.

"Is this mural?" Lin Long frowned.

"It's messy, like an unconscious graffiti." Venerable Tianlong spoke.

Du Tianjiao was also watching, but didn't say anything.

"Did you see something?" Lin Fan whispered.

Lin Long frowned.

"It's just random graffiti, without any excellence, just feeling a magnificent and vast feeling."

"I am the same, and I haven't found any difference on it." Du Tianjiao added, asking again: "Brother Lin, are you sure you are injured by this mural?"

Lin Fan glanced at him and said nothing.

"Nine murals are different, some are covered with clouds and mountains, some are foggy, and some are blood-red and sad, as if describing a battlefield that has happened..."

Lin Long spoke, which was almost the same as Lin Fan's perception.

After a moment of silence, Lin Long said, "I'll try it with a wisp of dragon soul."

"Okay, yes, be careful. If things cannot be done, I would rather give up that soul." Lin Fan reminded.

The main reason is that the trauma not long ago was not serious, but there were also some flaws.

And when he reaches his realm, any flaws may eventually become a fatal source.

The Linlong began, and a handsome dragon spirit flowed out. Then, a flash of halo on the mural, and the soul released by the Linlong was gone.

Lin Fan was solemnly waiting, Zhu Tian held it tightly in his hand, and the Chaos God-Suppressing Bell and the Refining Heaven Prison were released together. He had already improved his entire combat power to the extreme.

It was also at this time that the two of the Tianlong Venerables realized how big the gap was between them and Lin Fan. When Lin Fan's aura increased, they were unconsciously excluded, and in a flash they were already a hundred feet away from Lin Fan.

As long as they feel Lin Fan's terrifying aura, they will feel cold all over and they will not be able to resist at all.
Chapter completed!