System Rescue Cannon Fodder

Chapter 503 Fairy Bone (16)

Chasing the Saint: "Could it be that the prophecy is about to be fulfilled, and the saint is about to reappear?" As he spoke, his expression became excited again: "But why isn't that person me! No... it's me, it must be me!"

Yan Ling rolled her eyes, talking to herself is interesting, and her strength is not bad, if she wants to become a saint, she can cultivate slowly by herself, and do something shady behind her back.

The black door has been completely opened, but apart from the golden light, I can't see anything outside for a day.

Not being able to see it will make people curious, and it will also make people afraid, worrying that there will be dangers that they cannot deal with.

Zhui Sheng has entered the tomb of the saint, so he is not afraid, and he is very eager, as if there is something good waiting for him inside. Walked over slowly.

Yan Ling didn't kill him immediately, but walked behind him and kicked him in.

"Go away!"

Some people volunteered to go on an expedition and took the lead, why would he stop it? Yan Ling didn't think there was anything good, so he just waited for the first person to go in to get it.

To put it mildly, it's the tomb of a saint, but it's actually just a cemetery. I don't know why these people still like to be disturbed after they die. What kind of special hobby is this?

Zhusheng let out a scream after being kicked by Yan Ling. He entered the black door like a cannonball, and was instantly swallowed up by the golden light. He never made any sound after that, as if he had disappeared.

Yan Ling frowned, and looked around. At this time, there were more immortals watching the fun. They knew that the tomb of the saint appeared here, so how could they miss this time to watch the excitement? Moreover, the tomb of the saint is a huge Treasure, even if it is accompanied by danger, they still want to go in and have a look, maybe they can get a chance.

Yan Ling ignored them, hesitated for a moment, and entered the saint's tomb anyway.

Immortal Emperor Chiyun, Immortal Emperor Tianchen, and Immortal Emperor Wushang looked at each other, as if they had made a decision, and entered the tomb of the saint together in the next second.

Although their pursuit of power is not as crazy as chasing saints, if they can be strong, who doesn't want to be strong?
After that, more and more immortals came in one after another.

Yan Ling was walking among the ruined walls. Looking at the golden light from the outside, she thought it was so luxuriously built inside. Unexpectedly, there were ruins all over the place. It seemed that there had also been a fight here, which was very tragic.

Therefore, the tombstone buildings have collapsed, and it is impossible to tell who belongs to whom. Only a huge pillar stands in the center, and a pillar seems to support the world of this space.

And a tiny figure was floating in midair.

Yan Ling flew over and looked at Zhusheng: "This is the tomb of the saint you have been thinking about, isn't it just a cemetery that was blown up by someone?"

Zhu Sheng looked excited: "How can you know the power of a saint!"

"I can't sleep, but what I can know now is that I am strong and you will be blown away."

Chasing Saints: "Who wins and who loses is not sure."

Yan Ling: "I think it's pretty sure."

Zhusheng's dying appearance just now, but now he can still fly, it's hard for him, just like returning to the light.

But since he was born, his complexion is indeed much better now. Could it be that this saint's tomb can immediately increase his blood and energy bar?

Regardless of these, Yan Ling felt that there was no need to keep him anymore.

Slashing out the mad sword again, the invisible sword energy attacked him, and just when it was about to fall on him, a transparent figure appeared and blocked Zhu Sheng.

The person who came was dressed in green clothes, with a long beard hanging down, and a childlike face with white hair, but his body was translucent floating in the air, he was not a human at first glance...

He: "They are all from the heavens, so why kill each other?"

As a delivery man who knows the current affairs, Zhu Sheng immediately knelt down and kowtowed to the old man in Tsing Yi: "I also hope that the saint will help me and save me from danger."

The old man in green clothes smiled lightly and said: "I will uphold justice for you. Doesn't it seem like you were here thousands of years ago?"

Zhu Sheng smiled with admiration on his face: "It's the kid."

In the past, he was a very cold immortal emperor who was immersed in cultivation all day long, but now he has turned into this appearance, which is really unpredictable.

Yan Ling looked at the reminiscence between the two, and suddenly said, "Do you know why you died so early?"

As soon as the old man in Tsing Yi mentioned death, his face immediately sank, and he said displeasedly, "Why?"

"Because of being nosy."

"The female baby is very eloquent, but I am a saint, how can I allow you to slander me!" He said, his face became more and more ugly.

Yan Ling: "Where are the others?"

"who?"

"I see that there are so many tombstones here, and it is said that the tomb of the saint is also the place where all the saints died last. How come you are the only one and the others?"

"presumptuous!"

Yan Ling rolled her eyes: "Is this presumptuous? I just asked where the others have gone. This should be considered a greeting, right?"

The old man in Tsing Yi: "Go away, or don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

Yan Ling: "You better get out of the way, or don't blame me for cutting you too. My sword can cut not only the body, but also the soul. Are you interested in trying it?"

Zhusheng immediately called out: "Lingxiao, senior sage appears, how could you be rude!"

"Then I'll be rude to you."

Yan Ling bypassed the old man in Tsing Yi, appeared behind Zhusheng, and attacked Zhusheng again.

Before using the sword, he just swung his palm, and Zhusheng's body flew ten feet away, and blood spurted out again.

The old man in Tsing Yi stood in front of Zhu Sheng again with a straight face: "You are pissing me off!"

Yan Ling: "I also want to say this to you. You are also angering me. This is a grievance between me and him. Don't interfere."

The old man in Tsing Yi: "Rampant."

Yan Ling: "Death."

The old man in Tsing Yi swung his sleeves lightly, a book flew out of his hand, landed in front of Yan Ling, and turned into the size of a door.

The pages of the book were opened, and pictures inside appeared in front of her one after another, including water, fire, and earth... There were also many fierce and strange beasts...

In the next second, all these things in the book came alive, the fire eroded her, and the cold water swept her...

The strange beasts of heaven and earth opened their fangs viciously...

In this small space surrounded by pages, various dangerous situations emerged one after another.

If Yan Ling wanted to dodge, she couldn't dodge at all, those dangers had been chasing her.

Then there is no need to dodge, just confront him head-on. So what if the saint is dead, he is just a dead person who has been trapped here.

Beyond the pages of the book, the old man in Tsing Yi still had a smug and sarcastic smile on his face.

And Zhu Sheng's face next to him was full of gloating, it would be great if Ling Xiao could die here!
(End of this chapter)