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Luo Wushu actually had an answer in his heart.

Because the team in their previous group was from Quicksand City.

The sneak attack may have something to do with Chen Ziyue and his party.

But now, it is not the time to verify the guess, but to get out of this dark passage as soon as possible, pass the altar, and reach the real secret realm.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

After a while, footsteps suddenly sounded from behind.

This shocked everyone in the group. Is it the footsteps of the next team?

They have been walking in this dark passage for so long, and the outside world has only passed half an hour?

Could it be that the flow of time in the dark passage is different from the outside world?

There was no room for the group to verify the doubts in their hearts. There was a light shining in front of them, and within a few steps, the dark passage turned into daylight.

Everyone stared ahead.

There, there is a huge tombstone.

The tombstone has no words, but it exudes a terrifying sword intent.

When everyone's eyes fell on the tombstone, a terrifying kendo will erupted.

"Ah..." Someone screamed, blood dripping from his eyes, hurt by sword intent.

"Be careful!"

Luo Wushu clenched An Yixue's jade hand and reminded, "If you feel that you can't bear the sword intent on the tombstone, then withdraw your eyes."

"Yeah!" Everyone nodded slightly. Although the sword intent was strong, it had not yet reached the limit they could bear.

Luo Wushu glanced at the practitioner who was injured by the sword intent, and then looked at the tombstone again.

On the tombstone, in addition to the powerful sword intent, there are also complex lines all over it, criss-crossing it.

Luo Wushu could see that it was the secret pattern of space.

As long as the power is injected into it, it can be activated and space teleportation.

However, he was more curious about the wordless tombstone itself.

For worship?

Or use the powerful sword intent of the wordless tombstone to weed out some cultivators who are too weak?

If the latter, it is not necessary.

The practitioners who can pass the test and obtain the qualifications are enough to be regarded as the best among the best.

So... is there some other unknown purpose?

"Where is the altar?" Someone asked in confusion.

This tombstone is very mysterious, and the pattern is even more complicated, but it seems to have nothing to do with the altar.

Luo Wushu did not speak.

Instead, he lowered his mind and stared at the tombstone.

"Hunyuan Gods and Demons Ideas" was running, and at this moment, his eyes became deep, revealing a strange look.

An increasingly frightening kendo will erupted only against Luo Wushu alone, and entered his mind, wanting to annihilate his consciousness directly.

"Go away!" Luo Wushu snorted, a spirit of Ling Tian filled his mind. Here, he is the absolute master.

Gradually, a terrifying picture appeared in Luo Wushu's mind.

It was a world filled with gods and Buddhas, and every existence was an immortal existence.

Some of them are immortal practitioners who practice various magical techniques.

Another part is the Buddha who practiced the golden body of Arhat.

These high-level existences are divided into two lineups, and a fierce battle is breaking out.

From time to time, a strong man falls and his life falls on the spot.

The powerhouses of Heavenly Immortal Realm, no matter where they are placed in Qingyun Realm, can be regarded as one of the powerhouses.

But here, life is no different from ants.

"Xumi, is that enough?"

Just then, a figure in white appeared.

With nine swords on his back, he exudes a terrifying sword intent, his sharp-edged strength is threatening.

"Amitabha!"

Above the void, an extremely gorgeous Buddha light suddenly shone down, and a figure bathed in golden light appeared.

He sat cross-legged in the void, his hands clasped together, and said, "To save the suffering of life and death, and to be freed, they did not lose their lives, but walked out of time."

"You should be happy for them, not angry."

The figure in white scolded coldly, "You lunatic, if that's the case, why don't you let yourself go out of time?"

"Amitabha!" The golden figure clasped his hands together and said sincerely, "So you said that your realm is not enough."

"The poor monk has already seen through life and death. The original nature of the heart has no life and no death. Naturally, the path is different from yours."

"What the poor monk wants to pursue is to transcend time and space to achieve the true immeasurable life span and immeasurable light."

"A person as extreme as you is also worthy of cultivating Buddhahood. You should call it a demon monk, which is more appropriate." The white-robed figure shouted, angered and shot.

Ling Tian's sword intent swept across the vast world, with nine swords on his back, turning into a sword formation, killing the golden figure.

"Amitabha!" Jin Guang's figure chuckled noncommittally, then lifted his golden big mudra and pressed it forward.

boom!

The sword formation shattered.

The nine swords were put into the scabbard behind the figure in white.

Then I saw the figure in white snort and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"What is a Buddha and what is a demon?"

The golden light figure asked a question, the incomparably dazzling golden light bloomed, and above the sky, there was an endless golden big handprint.

"swastika!"

"Prepare for degreeization!"

The golden big mudra pressed down.

Luo Wushu's consciousness was also forcibly squeezed out of the tombstone at this moment.

But that scene seemed to be imprinted in his mind and could not be shaken away.

"Xumi?" Luo Wushu murmured the name that the figure in white had called before.

Without being able to judge, the figure in white is the Nine Swords Heavenly Immortal, is that Xumi the one who killed him with his own hands?

It is not difficult to see that Xumi's strength is far superior to that of the Nine Swords Heavenly Immortal.

If Xumi personally killed the Nine Swords Heavenly Immortal, he should not have the opportunity to leave an inheritance here.

In the follow-up, is there any picture that he can't see?

Luo Wushu tried to visualize the wordless tombstone again, but at that point, his consciousness was still forced out of the tombstone.

Without exception.

"Young Master Luo, what did you find?" Murong Rui asked.

With the contact, she also understands that although Tu Tian is the strongest being in the group, the group is mainly Luo Wushu.

"No!" Luo Wushu said.

His eyes glanced at the people, and there was no change in the people, but he vaguely understood that other than he used the idea of ​​the Primordial God and Demon to visualize the tombstone, other people should not see the picture he saw in the tombstone.

Moreover, ordinary people should not be able to bear it, and the terrifying kendo will invades their minds.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the space altar." Murong Rui smiled and said, "These complex patterns should be the space secret patterns. As long as mana is injected into it, it can be motivated and space transferred."

Hearing this, many people became excited, "As expected of Miss Murong, thanks to you, otherwise we would have been standing here stupidly."

Some eyes glanced at Luo Wushu and his party with slight contempt.

Although the strength of Luo Wushu and his party is good, but after all, they have no background, and their knowledge is naturally incomparable to those proud sons of the rich and powerful.

"It's not too late, let's directly activate the secret pattern of space!" Murong Rui said calmly, this kind of praise would naturally not make her take it to heart.