From the Perfect World

Lin Yang stood outside the burial ground and did not enter rashly. He stared at the big tomb, with the avenue runes flowing in his eyes, and saw through the big tomb full of strange powers, and saw the scene inside.

There is a soft divine light in the deepest part of the tomb, like a bright moon rising and falling in the tomb.

Through the divine light from the outside, Lin Yang saw a wooden box, which was tattered, and if it wasn't for the light that emanated to show his extraordinaryness, he wouldn't be able to see any magic at all.

"Sure enough, it's here."

After Lin Yang's eyes flashed, he turned and left.

He knew that there was a burial king sleeping deep in this burial ground, and any disturbance would definitely wake up the burial king who had been sleeping for an unknown number of epochs, but this was not the reason for him to retreat.

Lin Yang was afraid of accidents after getting the rotten wooden box, so he first came to the vicinity of this burial place, the land where Shi Hao's bones were buried when he transformed his body.

"Anyway, it is the bones left by the transformation of the Supreme Realm in the future, and maybe it can inspire Shi Hao."

Thinking of this, Lin Yang stamped his feet and shook the ground, revealing a huge crack hundreds of thousands of feet deep.

In the deepest part of the dark and lightless crack, with Lin Yang's extraordinary eyesight, he could see several deformed bones half-embedded in the earth and stones that had been corroded by time.

There was a familiar aura on the rotting bones, this was Shi Hao's remains.

"According to this strength, this should be the remnants of Shi Hao's fifth and sixth worlds. The essence of that trace of power is already equivalent to that of an immortal."

As soon as Lin Yang waved his hand, the bones flew out of the abyss hundreds of thousands of feet deep and fell into his hands.

The ordinary palms seem to be a whole other world, with a few not small bones falling in the palms, it is not crowded at all, and there seems to be countless spaces between each other.

Lin Yang circulated the power of time, intending to turn back the time of these rotten and deformed bones, and restore them to the time when they just fell off.

After a while.

Lin Yang sighed slightly and stopped the thought.

It is true that his combat power is tyrannical, he can kill the immortal, and he can kill the immortal king with the combination of the emperor's stepping time and the sharpness of the Da Luo Xianjian, but he wants to use the most familiar way of time to 'recover' these few pieces The remnants of bones left over from the Emperor Luo era are also delusion, and it is difficult to do this with the current cultivation base.

An era is calculated on the basis of 10 million years, and there are hundreds of thousands of eras from the Emperor Luo Era to the Chaos Ancient Era. The long time scale caused Lin Yang, who is over 200 years old, to have a headache.

After taking these few bones back to the cave, Lin Yang returned to the periphery of the burial site.

He has a plan to deal with the awakening of the king of burial, but among the countless futures observed by Lin Yang, the possibility of the king of burial awakening is no more than one percent. Those few monks who opened the big tomb will not wake up the buried king who has been sleeping for countless epochs.

Lin Yang knew it was because the buried king didn't know what the rotten wooden box was, and he only shot at Yu Tuo who had lowered his power with the help of the decree.

Standing outside the burial ground, Lin Yang's big hand, which had restrained some of his strength, crossed the sky, and slapped hard on the big tomb that exudes strange power.

"boom!"

An earth-shattering explosion spread, even if he deliberately restrained himself, the power he exerted was equivalent to that of a supreme being.

"Boom!"

The big tomb was cracked inch by inch, and a black air wave swept across the scene.

The black air wave was made up of that strange force, and after only a dozen or so breaths from the big tomb, it formed a black wave and spread in all directions.

Everything the wave swept over was corrupted and withered.

The palm of Lin Yang's slap on the big tomb was also covered by the black wave, and a tingling sensation came from his hand, even he couldn't ignore this force.

If it is replaced by a supreme being, if you are unlucky, you will definitely fall.

Frowning slightly, Lin Yang increased his strength this time, and slapped on the cracked tomb again.

At the same time, under his palm, the spreading black waves were also scattered, turning into clusters of cyclones.

"boom!"

There was another loud noise, and the big tomb became dilapidated, but it hadn't been completely shattered, and the rotten wooden box in the deepest part showed no signs of being born.

The loud noise spread far away, startling the funeral priests deep in the burial ground.

These burial priests were male and female, and they were all wearing unusually old costumes, and they were not of the same age. They slowly opened their eyes and looked towards the periphery of the burial site, where the big tomb was located.

"Is there a supreme shot?"

An extremely beautiful female burial priest whispered, she is a great monk who has escaped from the world, even though she is so far away, she can't help trembling, oppressed by the supreme breath.

The body of this female burial priest exudes majestic vitality, and her whole person's temperament is also extremely holy. She doesn't look like a burial priest transformed from the dead at all, but more like a fairy.

"Disturbing people's dreams, so annoying."

After muttering uncomfortably, the female burial priest just looked at the sky quietly, and she would wait until the strange supreme being who shot her left, and then start to sleep again for several epochs.

...

Lin Yang continued to slap several palms with a calm face, and completely shattered the big tomb, revealing the rotten wooden box.

The rotten wooden box, which had lost the cover of the upper soil layer, came into view again, and slowly floated into the air. The soft light shone on the burial site, as if a bright moon had descended here.

The giant palm that covered the sky closed and grabbed the rotten wooden box in his hand, and Lin Yang began to retract the hand that was outstretched.

He never stepped into the burial ground from the beginning to the end, and stayed on the outskirts of this area, because 90% of the future of the burial king's awakening has something to do with him stepping into this burial ground in person.

After getting the rotten wooden box, Lin Yang looked towards the deepest part of the burial ground, the place where the terrifying power was dormant, and several young burial priests, and finally turned and left.

He has no idea of ​​getting acquainted with the 'race' of funeral priests.

The difference in the sense of time between the two is more than billions of times. Let alone the Chaotic Era, maybe when the future Shading Era ends, these funeral priests who were awakened by him will not wake up again.

When Lin Yang turned around and returned to Bianhuang Emperor Pass, there were also changes in the foreign land.

In the clan land of the Anlan Emperor Clan, a golden-backed ox pulled an ancient chariot with mottled marks of knives and axes out of the clan land and headed towards the borderlands.

It was An Lan's chariot, and the marks of knives and axes on it were traces left by the immortal kings, representing the immortal kings who had fought against An Lan.

The golden-backed mang ox pulling the cart is also an immortal. It doesn't look fast, but it is almost ten thousand miles in one breath, far exceeding the supreme escape method.

After a while.

Anlan's chariot came to the frontier of a foreign land, and gathered with a group of immortal kings.

"We help each other with the will of the law."

Yu Tuo spoke.

"good."

An Lan stepped out of the ancient chariot and looked at the nine heavens and ten places in the distance.

Murderous intent rises.