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The third thousand two hundred and fifty-eight chapters meet a strong enemy again

A huge hall appeared in sight.

It can be seen that this was originally a huge underground cave, but it has been repaired.

And in the middle of the hall, there stood a strange building, which turned out... to be a huge ancient tomb.

Could it be said that the true immortal sleeps here forever?

Lin Xuan guessed in his heart that at this moment, his spiritual consciousness was completely useless. However, after passing the ancient tomb, a strange feeling emerged in Lin Xuan's heart.

I can't tell you exactly, but it must be uneasiness.

how to say?

It's as if danger is approaching here.

But the true immortal should have fallen long ago. Is it the restriction he left behind?

Well, it's possible.

Now that the True Immortal has exhausted his power, his strength still cannot be insulted. If he were in another position, he would not want to be disturbed after his death.

Therefore, there must be extremely severe restrictions in this mausoleum.

It is unwise to take risks easily.

But here, the spiritual consciousness is of no use, Tianfeng Divine Eyes still cannot see through the tomb, and has no idea of ​​the danger. Where should I go?

Lin Xuan was not sure, so he put his hand on his forehead and began to think.

And he didn't think about it for long. Soon, Lin Xuan came up with a good idea.

He stretched out his hand and patted his waist. Following his movements, he saw a flash of inspiration and a puppet appeared in front of him.

This is a humanoid puppet whose cultivation level is no more than a clutch. For him, it is of little use in battle. However, in this case, it is perfect for exploring paths.

Lin Xuan closed his eyes, and a ray of light shot out from between his eyebrows.

In a flash, the head of the puppet disappeared. This was a fragment of Lin Xuan's soul. By controlling the puppet through him, not only could its strength be slightly increased, but Lin Xuan could also know the situation the puppet saw.

This method can be said to be the most convenient, safe, and quick.

A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth, and then the puppet slowly walked forward.

Stretch out your hand and press it on the stone door.

Use a little force.

Woo...

The sound of silence reached my ears, and the thick stone door slowly opened.

And almost at the same time, a whooshing sound came through the air, and countless black, hair-like filaments passed through the air.

It became hurried and its speed was so fast that it was no weaker than the flying needle magic weapon that existed during the Tribulation Period. How could a mere clutch-level puppet escape? It was directly penetrated.

As a result, Lin Xuan's fragmented soul had no time to escape and died together.

But it doesn't matter, this is not a too bad ending.

At least Lin Xuan easily survived this crisis. As for the death of a split soul, with the strength of his spiritual consciousness, it was nothing.

You can recover after a little meditation and rest.

Needless to say, Lin Xuan's reaction was that the moment the puppet was destroyed, Lin Xuan released the treasure protection, and at the same time, he stepped aside in a flash.

"Hey, it failed. It's just a puppet. What a cunning guy. I originally thought I could save some effort, but it doesn't matter. In the final analysis, it's just an existence in the early stages of a tribulation. Now that you've come here, your fate is not good.

, don’t even think about going back alive..."

The cold voice reached his ears, Lin Xuan raised his head, and the scenery in the tomb came into view.

The huge copper coffin is undoubtedly the most eye-catching.

Next to the copper coffin stood a middle-aged man in his forties.

Wearing a brocade robe and jade belt, a high jasper crown on his head, and a long beard reaching to his chest, he is fluttering gently in the wind, and his aura is truly extraordinary.

However, compared with ordinary monks, his complexion is a bit too pale.

His whole body exuded a strong corpse aura.

It is almost comparable to the legendary Jin Yue Corpse King.

"This is……"

Lin Xuan's pupils shrank, and several guesses emerged in his mind like lightning.

Could it be that... although the true immortal has fallen, his physical body absorbed the essence of the sun and moon, or the Yin Qi from the ground, and turned into a zombie through spiritual channels?

With thoughts turning in his mind, Lin Xuan raised his head and quickly scanned the tomb chamber.

Then, even with his palace, a look of emotion could not help but appear on his face.

Needless to say, he saw the body of the Blood Moon Demon Toad.

However, the corpse was extremely dry, as if all its essence had been sucked away.

It is indeed a zombie.

Lin Xuan sighed, the situation was worse than he imagined.

Although the true immortal has fallen, strictly speaking, this zombie has nothing to do with him, let alone the strength of the true immortal.

But if you think about it carefully, that may not be the case. Indeed, he will not have the strength of that immortal in his previous life, but he will use the body of that true immortal as his foundation.

Needless to say, the body of an immortal has been tempered numerous times.

Far from comparable to existence in the spiritual world.

It would be fine if he just fell into a long sleep.

Once a psychic becomes a zombie, it will definitely be extremely difficult to deal with.

Otherwise, the Blood Moon Demon Toad would not have fallen here.

Although it is speculated based on the situation that the puppet met just now, the reason why the Blood Moon Demon Toad fell was probably the result of the opponent's unexpected sneak attack.

But no matter what, the ability to destroy a true spirit is no small feat.

Lin Xuan's face was full of alertness.

And when things have reached this point, there is no room for change.

Whether it is to find the treasure left by the true immortal or to stay alive, we must eliminate this guy in front of us. Apart from this, there is no other way.

In this case, it's better to strike first to gain the upper hand.

The thought in his mind turned, Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves, a loud chirping sound was heard, and dozens of bright silver lights swam out from his sleeves, turning into sword lights many feet long, hovering in front of him.

Flying.

Then there was a brief flicker, and the sword light became more and more numerous. Lin Xuan used the sword shadow light splitting method, and the sky was filled with bright silver light flying.

"What a sharp treasure. You are indeed not an ordinary cultivator. No wonder the lower-level true spirit would be very scrupulous about you. But in the final analysis, you are only in the early stage of transcending the tribulation, so there is no luck."

The zombie's sneering voice reached his ears. Although he didn't dismiss it, it was clear that he didn't regard Lin Xuan as an evenly matched enemy.

But in this situation, Lin Xuan was not surprised but happy.

There is no need to be angry. The more the other party underestimates the enemy, the better it is for you.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan didn't want to delay any longer. He raised his right hand and pointed forward with one finger.

"go!"

Following Lin Xuan's movements, a bright light rose up, and hundreds of sword lights flew towards the opponent.

Although the tomb was wide, the number of sword rays was greater. For a moment, the opponent's body was filled with sword rays, and there was no way to hide.

Lin Xuan didn't expect that all his efforts would be accomplished in one battle, but the current terrain was indeed favorable to him. As long as he could injure this guy a little, his goal would be achieved. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, novels are better.
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