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Chapter 1190: Tomb of the Immortal Emperor(2/2)

Today, we finally got it together!

Do you know that the cultivation speed of such talent will be very slow, but the slower you cultivate, the slower your death will naturally be?

If he were to use the teleportation array from the Palace of Hell, it would be much slower than it is now, but someone asked Jiang Chen why he was using the teleportation array from the Palace of Hell.

This kind of beautiful scene can only be seen by special people.

The only top Immortal King of Rashomon in the present world, recalling the catastrophe that almost killed him, he still can't help but tremble now.

Lan'er's expression changed, but she didn't know what she was thinking.

Of course Lan'er and we won't have that worry. We feel that Xiaozhou

Suddenly, Long Jue said to Lan'er without any certainty.

Even in Dongyang, the first monk of the Tianren tribe could sense everything.

Why did the Shenmu tribe choose to incarnate themselves into Taoism? The young Lord Long did not understand. Even if you knew that you were cursed, you still understood.

This immediately made the others interested. Either Ma Long couldn't bear to get off the canoe before he got to the small hall.

Long Jue followed Lan'er and stood beside the boat, looking at the sea of ​​clouds.

Wrong station!

However, those monks from the Celestial Tribe who have personally experienced touching can feel that the degree of mutation in their bodies seems to have decreased.

Maybe Long Jue will understand, but if I understand!

In Ruan Fanjie's small hall, she looked at Lan'er with no surprise. Rashomon's universe was only targeting Ruan Fanjie's monks, but all those who had not practiced Ruan Fanjie's skills.

The territory outside that is close to the Yama Palace, just like what Tianyun told Lan'er, Yama Palace is not the gravekeeper of Rashomon.

The sudden glimpse passed very slowly. When we came to our senses, the boat had not yet retreated into a wild world.

Just imagine what the little hall said, I can take this step without realizing it, but no one is wasting time, I am afraid it will be difficult to take the step.

I haven't used my spiritual mind to scan the situation outside in detail. It is said to be a mausoleum, but the outside is more like a trial ground for the Celestial Tribe.

Ruan Fan has no memories in his eyes. Ever since I discovered the tomb of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor, I have been looking for the monks from the Seventeen Heavenly Tribe.

"You feel like nothing is calling you!"

Jiang Chen also came over, touched the big girl's head and said.

"Of course, he thinks that even a galaxy can be like this!"

Occasionally, with a startling glance, Lan'er seemed to see a heroic figure in front of the battlefield, surrounded by a dense and strange aura.

This Guimuyuan is not the first grave of the monks on Shenmu Road!

"arrive!"

"Rashomon's technique, he is really afraid of the curse!"

It is impossible for anyone who is not a supreme creature to be swallowed up in one gulp.

Under the sky, in the void in the domain, Lan'er and others were sitting under a small boat with golden hair roaring. They were surrounded by a sea of ​​clouds, and there were no giant creatures wandering in the sea of ​​clouds.

But after being touched by the giant tree, we were like this filled container, suddenly there was no space again.

After receiving Jiang Chen's message, His Highness Rashomon arrived here quickly.

One branch after another came under the boat, caressing the heads of those people one by one.

With Ma Long's comfort, Long Jue calmed down and continued to sense with his eyes closed. Finally, he opened his eyes hurriedly, pointed in a direction, and said.

"Don't worry, the careless induction will come on!"

There is nothing boring in the sea of ​​​​stars. After all, we are sitting in a small boat with a golden hair. If we encounter other monks on the road, there are also people who dare to cause trouble.

This branch touched everyone one by one, but it stayed under Long Jue for the longest time. Even the moment it discovered Long Jue, the entire sea of ​​​​stars was illuminated by gleaming green light.

"Everyone, it's their turn to show off!"

Seeing Xiaojia's eyes all focused on him, Long Jue lost some confidence.

Just as Jiang Chen noticed the difference in His Highness the first time, Ma Long, who was just a step away from me in stature, noticed the strange aura under me at the first glance when he saw the small hall.

If the mantra fights, I hope it will hurt Heqi. As for you, you are bound to get this training technique from Rashomon, so if someone finds out, you are willing to exchange it with me!"

It's like a big fish that should have been outside the fish tank suddenly returned to the river.

The weakest among us is not in the realm of the top immortal king, and the strongest is also in the supreme realm.

"Let's look at it for a few days. After a while, the scenery won't be as bad as it is!"

Jiang Chen chuckled, and then began to summon other monks from the Tianren tribe and send a message to His Highness the Rashomon.

"The three-year period has come, I, Jiang Chen..."

Jiang Chen nodded and confirmed, his eyes still full of excitement, thinking that the big guy Lan Er had trained casually could sense the call from the tomb of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor.

The man in the small hall nodded nonchalantly, which made Ma Long's eyes filled with envy.

"You are actually very sure!"

There is nothing in the tomb of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor. It is calling Ruan Fan. Is it a living thing?

"I don't understand!"

He couldn't see a single vine outside, directly restraining a towering tree.
Chapter completed!
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