Chapter 78 Heavenly Immortal Sixth Rank Going to Saint Emperor's Tomb
Su Lin's body became more and more transparent, her legs disappeared, her calves disappeared, and her thighs disappeared bit by bit!
Seeing this person, he is about to fly away!
His saintly will found a successor.
Without the support of will energy, he will turn into smoke and disappear completely.
Seeing the saint whose thighs were disappearing, Xie Feng's eyes became solemn and he said seriously: "Although I am a master and servant, I treat a small businessman like a sister!"
As he said this, he looked at Su Lin with no guilt at all and was full of determination!
"This saint should have come to an end a long time ago. My long-cherished wish will never end, and I am only waiting for the fate.
"You and this saint are destined."
Su Lin said, stretched out his arm and grabbed Xie Feng's palm.
In an instant, all the energy as vast as the sea surged towards the latter!
Su Lin's will has existed for tens of millions of years, and has long evolved the rules of the great road.
What Xie Feng accepted was the power of this rule!
The rules of the road can hide a secret!
Can improve cultivation level!
Enlightenment can be achieved quickly!
Xie Feng felt that the Chaos Holy Body in his body was alarmed!
Xie Feng looked at Su Lin, who had only one head left, and said softly: "I will protect Xiao Shang."
The words fell...
Su Lin was completely wiped out!
All the energy flows towards Xie Feng in a steady stream.
In the Three Thousand Worlds, the higher the level of martial arts, the harder it becomes to practice, because all potentials have upper limits. When the potential is maximized, it means that the person's energy has reached saturation and will enter a bottleneck period.
Over the long years, there have been as many strong men as the sands of the Ganges River who have fallen into the bottleneck period, and there are countless more who have been unable to make any progress in their strength throughout their lives.
Especially entering the high-level realm!
It is difficult for strong people in the middle and lower levels to become immortals, and it is difficult for strong people at high levels to become saints. Especially in the realm after becoming an immortal, it is difficult to advance at every level. This is why there have never been many immortals and saints.
Even in the most brilliant era of Immortal Saints, the proportion of these top powerhouses was very small! Because there were too many ordinary monks!
The saint's thoughts were transmitted to Xie Feng, and the majestic energy tempered his whole body, and the immortal energy burst out.
Suddenly the spiritual platform becomes clear!
Xie Feng realizes the truth!
Heavenly Realm, Level 2!
The aura on his body became more intense and radiant.
The energy did not stop, but instead spewed out like a sea.
Xie Feng realizes the truth again!
Heavenly Realm, Level 3!
The energy is overflowing, the surrounding environment undergoes tremendous changes, and the mountains, rivers and waterfalls turn into the sun, moon, wind and clouds.
Xie Feng is at the top of his independent career!
Xie Feng realizes the truth again!
Heavenly Realm, Level 4!
Fairyland, fifth level!
Heavenly Realm, Level 6!
In just a short moment, Xie Feng realized the five ways in succession, ascended to the sixth level of the Immortal Realm!
This is an extremely terrifying speed!
It can even be said that it is unprecedented and unprecedented!
There is no peerless prodigy whose cultivation speed can surpass him at this moment!
same time...
His thoughts completely broke through the shackles of heaven and earth, and the sky counted ten feet, and he held the road with his hands!
He sat cross-legged high in the sky, closing his eyes to refine the surging energy. The rules of the avenue were surrounding him, and time and space seemed to be frozen.
at the same moment.
Su Shang pushed open the middle door and appeared in the vast wilderness.
The white tiger walked leisurely in front.
"Xiaobai, where are you taking me?
"Imperial Palace?
"What place is that?
"The imperial tomb of Taichu White Tiger Clan?
"Hey, wait for me! Hehe, don't walk so fast!"
Su Shang was in spiritual communication with White Tiger. White Tiger was so big that even if he walked slowly, the little girl couldn't keep up.
She had to hold up her dark orange bloomers, step on her short legs, and run along like a whirlwind.
They walked through the desolate wilderness and came to a majestic palace. The magnificent palace soared into the sky, surrounded by vast ancient atmosphere, exuding an icy aura.
Imperial Palace!
Su Shang pushed open the door of the Imperial Palace and saw a crystal coffin.
There was nothing inside the coffin.
Above the crystal coffin, nine white tiger lanterns are suspended.
The mysterious atmosphere slowly spreads.
The white tiger walked to the crystal coffin and lay down meekly, pressing his mouth to the ground and letting out a long low moan.
It expresses surrender!
"This is?"
Su Shang frowned slightly, a little curious.
Bai Hu turned his head and told her the origin of the crystal coffin in his heart.
This is the passage leading to the Imperial Tomb!
In the imperial tomb, three hundred peerless emperors of the Taichu White Tiger Clan are buried!
The white tiger nodded towards the crystal coffin.
"You want me to go to the Imperial Tomb?"
"Roar!"
"How am I going to get there?"
"Roar!"
"Just lie down in the crystal coffin?"
"Roar!"
Bai Hu nodded.
Su Shang trusted it very much. She walked over, pushed open the heavy crystal coffin lid, jumped in, and lay down flat again.
Bai Hu motioned her to close the coffin lid.
Su Shang stretched out her hand, and the crystal coffin lid slowly moved horizontally, completely covering her from head to toe.
The white tiger completed its mission and lay down in front of the palace gate, guarding it.
The surroundings were extremely silent. Su Shang closed his eyes and suddenly felt like death...
When her mind fell silent, strands of golden light appeared and turned into a golden crane, carrying the incarnation of her thoughts and falling into a vast space.
In the space, there are vast clouds and smoke, there is no dome in the sky, and there is no thick soil on the ground. Su Shang is standing on the ground, and the atmosphere of the space seems to come from the depths of the underworld, and it is cold and cold.
In front of Su Shang, there are countless silver-white tombstones!
There are ten tombstones in a row, thirty rows in total!
The tombstones were engraved with dark writings, and the huge imperial energy emanated, covering the sky, floating in the space, making people's scalp numb.
Behind the tombstone, there is a tomb hundreds of feet high!
The grass is creeping, the air-conditioning is thick, and the silence is as dead as death.
This is a cemetery!
The cemetery where 300 emperors of Taichu White Tiger Clan are buried!
Although the ghosts were eerie and the wind was howling, Su Shang did not feel scared.
Instead, she looked at it calmly.
She feels at ease!
This is the king of her Taichu White Tiger Clan!
These people are all heroes, all kings, and peerless supreme beings.
How could the emperors who fought desperately to protect their homeland harm their people when they were dead?
boom!
A huge sound came from Su Shang's body.
Her bloodline has an extremely strong connection with this grave.
because of her…
It’s the pure blood of the royal family!
The orthodox white tiger!
Those buried here are all her ancestors!
Su Shang's eyes were red, and she didn't know why. When she came to this space, she was enveloped in an inexplicable sad atmosphere.
She was a little out of breath.
at this moment!
The aura that fills the sky sweeps across the imperial tomb, and the luck of the emperor comes like a vast ocean.
As the aura appeared, figures appeared one after another in front of these huge tombstones.
They were male and female, old and young, with different body shapes and different temperaments. Their whole bodies were shrouded in light, exuding a terrifying aura.
They stared at Su Shang.
There is a stronger bloodline resonance between the two!
these are…
The three hundred Taichu White Tiger Clan emperors who once shocked the world and waved their hands to the world!
This is their last breath!
Under normal circumstances, after long years of wear and tear, no matter how powerful a person is, he will completely disappear.
But they were buried together in the imperial tomb, and protected by the luck of the emperor, a trace of their breath could remain to save the White Tiger clan in critical moments.
pity…
Suyuan and the others didn't have time to find the Lost Immortal Temple back then!
