I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

But after that, Yan Luosheng disappeared, and no one knew where he went.

Then, there was the sudden attack on them just now!

"Did we overlook something?"

"Would you like to try again..."

Looking at the terrifying figure entangled on the third floor, someone was shocked and proposed a method that was not very reliable no matter how it sounded.

Almost as soon as it was proposed, this approach was rejected.

Because someone quietly took a step closer to the third floor.

Suddenly, the green dragon that had closed its eyes opened its eyes filled with blood again, and a fierce aura bloomed, pressing fiercely through the void, as if they would be violently attacked by the other party if they took another step forward. attack!

"Sure enough, I can't get in!"

Long Lu regretfully stepped back and let out a crazy sigh: "It's originally a dragon's root, so why be too hasty?"

At this moment, no one can understand the word "ball pain" better than him.

The dream that was once out of reach is right in front of you, as if it is within reach, but just before that, the dream once again became out of reach.

This is no longer even a pain in the balls.

"Is it possible that we should retreat now?"

Mo Lianque gritted his teeth.

The terrifying power from the first-generation Demon King was even greater than that of the previous Holy Son Ying Daoyi.

After all, at that time, there was the "tall man" Bu Guan, the goddess of the moon, supporting them, but it is different now. They are just the tallest ones...

Standing on the wasteland on the second level, everyone fell into silence.

For a moment, the air was terrifyingly stagnant.

"Why did the first-generation Demon King suddenly come out to prevent outsiders from entering the third level?"

At a certain moment, Feng Xia suddenly frowned and said to himself: "He...is guarding something?"

"If we want to talk about protection, what is this first-generation Demon King protecting?"

Feng Xia raised a very critical question.

But the next moment, everyone's expressions became a little embarrassed:

"Is he... guarding his own grave?"

The Demon Emperor's Tomb opens every ten years. It has become a way of thinking to obtain qualifications, enter the Demon Emperor's Tomb, and then go through the levels to gain various opportunities... This has almost become a way of thinking!

It wasn't until this moment that they remembered...

The first-generation Demon Emperor’s lord was originally the owner of the Demon Emperor’s Mausoleum!

"It's not just the master..." At this time, Mo Lianque finally came back to his senses. The emperor smiled bitterly and said, "This is his mausoleum, his grave. He stopped us from digging the grave... It is only natural and right." ah!"

Is there anything wrong with a tomb owner preventing others from digging his own grave?

Everyone fell into silence again.

If this was really the reason, it would be somewhat uninteresting for them to insist on forcing their way into the third level after receiving so many benefits from the first-generation Demon Emperor.

"You may not be guarding your own grave."

While everyone was silent, Feng Xia rubbed his temples and said thoughtfully: "You may not know that the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum is not a real mausoleum. In other words, Yan Luosheng's main purpose of building it was not to build it. I am burying myself now to establish an immortal inheritance place and leave the fire of inheritance for future generations!"

This is the secret that the village chief told Feng Xia before.

At this time, Feng Xia spoke eloquently, as if he had known this secret a long time ago.

in some sense……

Can this also be regarded as an attribute ability?

Your secret is also my secret!

"Is this a place of... immortal inheritance?"

When Mo Lianque heard this, he suddenly realized: "In this case, so many opportunities and so many inheritances can all be explained!"

Otherwise, it would be okay to put treasures in his own mausoleum to be buried with him, and he also spent great efforts to attract the inheritance of so many ethnic groups. Is it because he feels too lonely after his death and wants to find someone to chat with him in the grave?

The answer is naturally no.

"You may have overlooked one thing..."

Feng Xia reminded me again. This time, Long Lu finally reacted suddenly: "Wait a minute! Fellow Daoist Feng, are you talking about..."

His eyes suddenly turned to the third floor. To be more precise, he looked at the tomb in the third floor!

This tomb is not the tomb of Yan Luosheng, the first generation of the Demon Emperor, but belongs to a more terrifying existence——

The Supreme Demonic Dragon Emperor!

"The body of the first-generation Demon Emperor King... was controlled by the Supreme Demon Dragon Emperor?"

"But hasn't the Supreme Demonic Dragon Emperor fallen?"

Long Lu thought of this, but still couldn't believe it.

Feng Xia shook his head and said: "It is true that he has fallen, but such terrifying existences are often dead and not stiff. Coupled with the nourishment of the Qianyuan Vientiane Formation, maybe he has recovered to a certain state over the years. "

Longlu: "..."

In the eyes of ordinary beings, life is life, death is death, and the dead cannot be resurrected, which is a perfectly normal natural law.

However, for a terrifying powerhouse like the Supreme Demonic Dragon King, even the boundary between life and death can be broken. In other words, the boundary between life and death is not as clear as ordinary people see it.

"That is to say, at this time..."

When a group of people looked at the grave bag, they couldn't help but shuddered: "The Supreme Demon Dragon Emperor has probably regained consciousness and is in a situation of neither life nor death. At this time, he may be just right Are you watching us?"

"Yes!"

"If it's the Supreme Demonic Dragon Emperor, he definitely doesn't want us to destroy the Qianyuan Vientiane Formation and spoil his resurrection plan!"

"The first-generation Demon Emperor is not guarding the tomb for himself, but for the Supreme Demon Dragon Emperor!"

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Chapter 0407

Everyone couldn't help but feel horrified at the thought of a terrifying existence in the darkness, deep in the void, looking at them inexplicably.

It has been quite a while since they entered the Demon Emperor's Tomb.

If all their speculations at this time are true, then when did that existence begin to pay attention to them?

The more I think about it, the more chills I feel all over my body.

At this moment, standing on the second floor of the wasteland, although the darkness in all directions was no longer so intense after the Holy Son Yingdao was expelled, at this time, everyone felt a deeper depression.

The supreme one is supreme.

Just the words Taishang Demon Dragon Emperor were like an insurmountable divine peak, heavier than anything in the world, oppressing their chests, making people feel difficulty breathing.

"Then we...should..." Qingyue child trembled.

He is only eleven years old!

Why go through these things?

"Hahaha……"

Otherwise, at this moment, Feng Xia clapped her hands and laughed for no reason.

Everyone looked at them speechlessly. Feng Xia rubbed her chin and said with a half-smile: "What happened now made me suddenly think of a widely circulated proverb in my hometown."

"What proverb?" Long Lu was curious.

"When you are looking at the abyss, the abyss is also looking at you." Feng Xiayi said pointedly, and everyone suddenly looked thoughtful.

This sentence does sound quite reasonable!

But at this time, what exactly does Feng Xia want to do when he mentions these words?

“But there’s actually a second half to this proverb.”

Just when everyone was confused, Feng Xia twitched the corners of her lips, and the smile on her face became stronger: "And when you turned around and faced Abyss, Abyss had to look away in embarrassment."

Everyone: "..."

Although it sounds reasonable...

But these two sentences are not the same painting style at all, okay?

Who added that second half?

"So," Mo Lianque thought of something, his heart moved slightly, and he quickly lowered his voice and asked, "Master Feng, do you want to..."

"Since the Supreme Demonic Dragon Emperor wants to see it, let him see it to his heart's content."

At this moment, the smile on Feng Xia's face reached its limit.

He stretched out a hand and gestured towards the third floor with his middle finger.

Mo Lianque's cold sweat broke out on the spot: "This...this provocation...should be useless, right?"