I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

Ah! ? ?

The Wandering Emperor opened his mouth unconsciously and his chin hit his toes. He pinched himself hard to wake up his consciousness that was running wild in confusion. He winked at Bai Donglin and said in an urgent tone:

"Brother Bai, hahaha, you are still so humorous, ahem, but this kind of joke is not allowed. Please apologize to Jinghong, she won't be angry!"

It's crazy!

Bai Donglin may not know, but doesn't he still know? In Jinghong's heart, her master's status was sacred and supreme. To her, such a joke was unimaginably blasphemous.

"What did you say?"

Xi Lifeng's expression was gloomy, his eyes became extremely cold, and his good impression of Bai Donglin was instantly gone.

Come to think of it, she had given the other party the most precious Enlightenment Bead out of good intentions before, but now it seems that she has really fed the white-eyed wolf.

"Haha, good disciple..."

"presumptuous!!"

Click!

Xi Lifeng struck out furiously, with a fist surrounded by ninety-nine rounds of halo, consuming the void, and hit Bai Donglin's smiling face hard.

"You really have a bad temper."

Bai Donglin shook his head and laughed. With a thought, the Infinite River of Styx swept past, directly packing Xi Lifeng and the Wandering Emperor, and threw them into the original Qi Sea World, in front of Dao Wu Ending.

Dao Wu Ending's meditation was broken again. A hint of helplessness flashed across his face. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Xi Li Feng, who looked dull below.

"Teacher, Master..."

…

The reason why Xi Lifeng was sent away was because Bai Donglin himself didn't know what would happen next in the Zhan Clan's mausoleum.

In order to avoid unnecessary accidents, it is enough to let him, who is immortal, take risks.

"Let's go and see what surprises this 'Zhan' who has given up everything to completely seal this world has left behind."

"Hehe, I think there should be a lot of good treasures. After all, they are transcendent existences. If you pluck a leg hair, you can crush all the ancient artifacts!"

"Worst, do you want to make a bet?"

"Get out of here! You're a dog!"

Bai Donglin narrowed his eyes slightly, holding the trembling battle stele in his hand, and walked towards the stele in front, with Zhixie following closely behind him with an excited expression.

When the battle monument reached it, the terrifying realm that could annihilate everything dissipated automatically, without causing any damage to Bai Donglin.

"Is this another corpse from the Twelve Realms?"

Bai Donglin stood under the stone tablet and could clearly see the figure, covered with white bones, decayed and withered.

The Twelve Realms are the supreme beings who have stepped into the other shore of eternity, traversing all the heavens and the world. Their wills are created out of nothing. In a single thought, the vast sea of ​​birth and death is overturned. They can edit information at will and add "settings" to themselves...

For example, settings such as the "Blue and White Realm" where one is at a higher level than the opponent under any circumstances.

It’s hard to imagine that despite all the great power, one still cannot escape death.

Bai Donglin was able to be so sure that this skeleton was in the Twelve Realms during his lifetime because he sensed the same meaning in the other person as the owner of the severed finger in the Bronze Immortal Palace.

There is only a slight difference. The owner of the severed finger is filled with endless sadness, unwillingness and confusion.

And this skeleton is full of heroic spirit, fearless and fearless in death.

If what was expected was true, it was this one who, at the last moment of death, pulled the remains of the ancestral realm into the depths of Guixu.

"So far, I have met three supreme beings of the War Clan."

The first one is the source of the divine pool in the Ice and Snow Temple, the woman whose chest was pierced.

The bald man deep in the Styx River was obviously not a member of the War Clan.

After suppressing his thoughts, Bai Donglin did not move the bones, but released his palms and let the war monument shoot out.

Click!

The war stele penetrated the void and was directly inserted on the word "war" engraved on the stone stele. The seven-color brilliance circulated and slowly rotated. The surface of the hard stone stele softened and rotated with the light. After a moment, a green light shone brightly. A vortex channel appeared on the stone tablet.

"Walk!"

Bai Donglin turned into black and white light and shot into the passage without hesitation. The green light vortex trembled slightly, then dissipated into light spots and disappeared, and the stone tablet returned to its original shape, without any defects.

There is no place, and the tribulation is empty.

In this space, not only superficial things such as material energy and laws and rules do not exist, but also deeper information concepts have no trace.

Of course, Bai Donglin couldn't understand these things. He only felt that the space he was in at this time was strange and awkward, but he had no idea why it was like this.

"Boss, what do you think that is?"

Compared to Bai Donglin, who likes to think, Zhixie began to look around as soon as he entered this place, looking for the leg hair of the imaginary boss.

"Um?"

Bai Donglin looked around intently and saw an extremely huge pillar standing at the end of the world, nine in total, and the area they were in was the center of the space, surrounded by the pillars.

Buzz! call out--

The war monument also came in, still trembling, and then shot towards a pillar.

Seeing this, Bai Donglin hurriedly followed. The original purpose of this trip was to find the last war monument. Other things could be explored later.

"This is……"

At the end of the Wuwu Space, there stood an extremely thick black pillar. The war monument flashed with seven colors of light and kept circling around the pillar. Bai Donglin looked at what was in front of him and his pupils shrank sharply.

Azathoth's broken arm! !

Just displayed quietly on the pillar, a red sharp-edged monument was suspended above the severed arm, shimmering with fiery red light and covering it.

This should undoubtedly be the last war monument. It is as red as fire, recording the "fire" in the eight inheritances, which is the ultimate attack method.

clang! !

Finally, the war monument couldn't hold it any longer and flew away, colliding with the red pointed monument. The intersection slowly melted and merged quickly.

Unexpectedly, the fusion speed was extremely fast, and there was no need to speed up the process at all. Bai Donglin estimated that it would take less than an hour or three to complete the fusion.

Gulu!

The evil face looked a little ugly, swallowed his saliva, and said in a difficult voice: "These pillars, could it be..."

At this time, he didn't have any thoughts about treasure hunting. He just wanted to leave this ghost place as soon as possible.

"It can't be wrong."

Bai Donglin looked solemn and carefully observed the dense and obscure lines on the pillars. He tried his best and couldn't figure out the reason. Instead, he felt that his brain was swollen and his thinking became stagnant. He quickly looked away, not daring to think more. look.

"The fusion of the war monument will take a while. You will understand when you go and take a look."

In order to verify his guess, Bai Donglin moved and flew towards the pillar on the other side.

"Is that true?"

He murmured in a low voice, with a rare expression of nervousness, and subconsciously clenched his fists.

This is a snow-white pillar, and its surface is also engraved with indescribable strange lines. At the top of it, this piece of snow-white feathers is quietly displayed.

Above the feathers, there is a piece of blue jade pendant suspended. On the surface of the mysterious pattern, there is an extremely majestic character engraved on it - "War"!

Just by glancing at the font, Bai Donglin felt his breath stagnate, and the original particles trembled crazily, as if they were about to burst.

Without lingering, turn to the next pillar.

On top of the black-yellow pillar, there is a bloody eyeball, with a sharp sword suspended above it.

A piece of rotten branch is displayed on the emerald green pillar, with a large seal suspended on it.

Scarlet Pillar...

Soon, Bai Donglin circled around and returned to the original point beside the dark pillar, his expression becoming extremely solemn.

"I thought that Azathoth's broken arm was the biggest hidden danger in this world, but I didn't expect that he was just one of them..."

Bai Donglin exhaled a deep breath, cleared away his distracting thoughts, and regained his composure in his eyes.

There is no doubt that in such a large formation, the things suppressed on these nine pillars all come from the same level of existence.

Feathers, eyeballs, dead branches... Like the broken arm, they all come from the black disaster, the most terrifying thirteen realms, transcending all existences.

After confirming this information, Bai Donglin was indeed confused for a moment, but fortunately, except for the broken arm, the other seals were intact, and the things inside could not affect him for the time being.

"Ahem, it's a pity, it's a pity."

The most evil expression was stern, there were indeed treasures here, and they were all treasures at the same level as the war monument. Those jade pendants, long swords, and treasure seals were undoubtedly the personal belongings of "Zhan".

But, does he dare to think wrongly?

Azathoth's broken arm is troublesome enough, but if he does it again, all his plans will come to nothing.

"No wonder the broken arm of the outside world is so weak and only partially escaped..."

Bai Donglin looked at the broken arm on the pillar with a look of surprise. He had always known that the broken arm had been infinitely weakened. Otherwise, with its transcendent supreme nature, Muhe would have no power to compete.

clang! !

After a quarter of an hour, the war monument rang loudly, the terrifying aura escaped, and a hazy light shot out from the war monument, directly into the center of Bai Donglin's eyebrows.

Light and shadow flowed backwards, countless blurry images flashed by, and consciousness was pulled into ancient times...

7017k