I’m Really An Outsider

Three hundred and eighty-two

It is rumored that before its ascension, there was a burial mound left behind.

There is no doubt that it is this tomb.

But the old beggar never expected that the formation of the invincible immortal 300,000 years ago, set up by the strongest means, was so vulnerable in front of seniors that they would retreat one after another.

Now, it has even alarmed the ray of immortal consciousness left by the Tianhua immortal in the tomb.

Don't even look at it as a ray of consciousness, but this is a means left by the immortal, enough to easily kill the powerhouse of the gods.

When Luo Qianjun saw this, he did not hesitate and continued to outline with his fingertips.

Dao Yi came surgingly, beating with his fingertips.

Soon, a Daoist shadow formed in the air, and it was undoubtedly Luo Qianjun himself.

Yes, he portrayed own.

boom!

At the moment the figure formed, an astonishing coercion swept out, suppressing the world.

The figure roared all over, exuding a bright fairy light, shining on the world.

The figure took a step forward, and heaven and earth trembled suddenly, as if they could not bear it.

It seemed as if he was stepping on the Nine Heavens, above the heavens.

Behind him, there seemed to be gods bowing down, immortals and Buddhas surrendered, and the avenue accompanied them.

This vision of heaven and earth caused the old beggar to puff and knelt to the ground, unable to bear it.

He was terrified, and he didn't even have the courage to raise his head.

Is this the senior's Law Bodies?

Too strong!

It is only the Law Bodies, which has not been shot yet, and is accompanied by such terrifying visions. It is enough to see that the senior must have conquered the ten places of Nine Heavens and made the people of the world kneel and worship.

Otherwise, why would there be such a vision.

You know, the visions are not groundless, and many of them have evolved based on past experiences.

The insignificant Heavenly Painting Immortal figure before, looked insignificant under the figure of Lord Luo Qian, as small as an ant.

The figure of Luo Huangjun didn't even make a move, only a domineering look made him sway for a while, as if it might collapse at any time.

Boom!

Under this terrifying coercion, the celestial painting fairy figure could no longer support it, bursting on the spot, turning into nothingness.

When the old beggar heard the movement, his shocked heart twitched fiercely.

Is this senior?

He hadn't made any move yet, just with his momentum, he wiped out the Heavenly Painting Immortal Figure.

hiss!

The old beggar couldn't help taking a breath, and his heart was shaken.

Senior is really terrifying.

Think about it carefully. Although senior is also an immortal, senior is an invincible immortal.

Although Tianhuaxianren is strong, but how can he compare with senior?

Invincible, it couldn't be more normal.

"Dammit, someone who hasn't known how many years has passed since he was dead, and put it here to pretend to be a ghost, daddy is a living person, and is afraid of you as a dead ghost?"

Luo Zhoujun raised his eyebrows.

He didn't know who was buried in this tomb and how strong he was during his lifetime.

But it doesn't matter. Since they are all dead, what use is it no matter how powerful they are before they are alive, everything will be zero after death.

This is why he draws himself.

boom!

There was a muffled noise, and Jun Luo watched everything in front of him disperse like ashes, and what appeared in front of him was another scene in the tomb before.

He knew that the formation was broken.

I came out of formation.

Thinking of this, Luo Zhoujun couldn't help sighing.

The things in the world of cultivating immortals are really strange, and he has seen a lot today.

Had it not been for the old beggar to find him this time, he would not have been able to experience it in his life.

It's just a pity that the formation is broken even before we try our best.

Not only was the intention still unfinished, Luo Huangjun also had an idea in his heart.

That's it?

Click!

At this time, there was a burst of sound like a gear turning.

The huge stone gate slowly opened.

A breath that had been in the dust for a long time came to his face.

Luo Zhoujun raised his head and looked into the Shimen, and saw that the light inside the Shimen was dim and he saw nothing, but he could feel that there was a lot of space inside the Shimen.

He could vaguely see a boxy thing resembling a coffin.

Luo Qianjun's scalp was numb, he quickly moved his eyes away, meditating in his heart.

"Amitābha, the poor monk didn't mean it, so I will come next time."

"It's on! It's on! Senior, look at it, it's on!"

The old beggar got up from the ground excitedly and shouted.

"Senior, let's go in and take a look."

"No need."

Luo Zhoujun directly refused.

It was not easy for him to dig a grave with an old beggar, and there was no guts to go in.

He had heard that the time in the tomb was long and there was everything,

If you breathe in any poisonous air, you can't burp on the spot or become a zombie?

More importantly, it took such a great effort to even open the door of this tomb, and the ghost knew what danger was still inside.

Jun Luo Huang knew that with his small body, if there was any accident, it would be impossible to toss.

"You go in, I'll go back to the teahouse first."

Luo Zhoujun said very much from Buddhism.

"Senior walk slowly."

Hearing this, the old beggar didn't say anything to keep Luo Zhoujun.

He knew that senior came on this trip only to help him open the tomb.

As for the treasures in the tomb, the senior must have no interest.

Luo Huangjun nodded slightly and headed outside.

Soon, he came to the entrance of the cave and didn't stay too much. When he was about to return to the teahouse, a hurried voice came.

"Senior! senior!"

"Huh? Who called me?"

Luo Zhoujun was taken aback, he thought he was an old beggar at first.

But when you listen carefully, the sound is not quite right.

But looking at the source of the sound, I saw an old man Yukong coming from a distance, and it was the dean who had left with the ten crown king not long ago.

Seeing the dean, Luo Zhoujun was a little surprised.

This fucking can still meet acquaintances here.

"Old man, why are you here?"

Luo Zhoujun asked a little curiously.

He knew that he was in Zhongzhou at the moment.

Isn't it said that this is an aboriginal world?

Is it possible that the old man is also in Zhongzhou?

What made him a little speechless was that when he first arrived here, he looked around and found that the neighborhood was deserted, except for the rocks and trees, which were Demonic Beasts.

Plus there is a tomb.

It's good, the old man is all right here to do in this wilderness.

Could it be... also a tomb robber?

When Luo Huangjun thought of this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he turned to look at the tomb behind him.

Having said that, it was a little bit distorted when the words fell in the ears of the dean.

His body stiffened, and his mind was full of thoughts.

What does senior say?

Is it possible to blame me for rushing to disturb him?

Damn it!

I didn't mean it, I just wanted to come and see you senior.

The pain in the dean's heart, I would not have come if I knew it.

It's all right now, the good impression is not left, and it's damned to steal the chicken and lose the rice.

I'm really a DJ.

No wonder the dean thinks this way.

Mainly the senior came here alone, without any notice.

It is conceivable that this matter must be extremely secretive, and the fewer people who know it, the better.

But his sudden arrival disrupted senior's deployment.

Can senior not be angry?

Thinking of this, the dean panicked even more.

His legs were so frightened that his body shook violently, and he almost didn't kneel on the ground.

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