"I finally ran away and almost exposed my secret...!"
Seeing Mr. Mo and Indra both escaping, Fei Ren felt relieved.
The next moment, the shadow of the golden Buddha behind him slowly disappeared, and the golden light disappeared. It seemed that he could no longer maintain the state of Bodhidharma's golden Buddha body, and at the same time, his whole body's momentum dropped greatly.
In fact, Fei Ren has already reached his limit after the battle, and his calm demeanor of nothing is naturally just an act.
First, he fought with the three-legged Golden Crow, then faced Indra, and finally faced the joint siege of Indra and Mr. Mo. After a bloody battle, even a first-level master of the Martial Spirit Realm couldn't hold on.
What's more, Fei Ren's Yuanli cultivation is only at the seventh level of the martial arts realm. If the capacity of his Dantian in his body were not several times that of ordinary warriors, he would not have so much Yuanli to support battles and exert the power of the Immortal Refining Divine Cauldron.
Fei Ren was actually taking a gamble just now. If Mr. Mo and Indra continued to attack, he would be in danger because he was already close to the limit.
However, luckily he won the bet.
Preacher Mo and Indra did not dare to continue fighting with him, but chose to leave.
.....
"Boom!"
At this time, the speed of the collapse of Zuling's small world was gradually accelerating. Huge gaps were torn open in the originally calm sky. The earth was shaking continuously, and the various magical beasts living in Zuling's small world were also turbulent, as if Also anticipating the collapse of the ancestral mausoleum, they began to flee and there was chaos.
"This place is going to collapse. It seems we need to leave quickly...!"
Concentrating his mind, Fei Ren also flew towards the exit of the ancestral mausoleum in the next moment. At the same time, his body speed reached the extreme and turned into a stream of light.
After all, the ancestral mausoleum he was in was a small underground world created by Azir back then. Although this small underground world looked the same as the outside world in every aspect, it was only a mausoleum after all.
Since it is a mausoleum, it will collapse one day.
During this trip to the ancestral mausoleum, although he failed to obtain a complete Buddhist sword and magic sword and only gained an eighth-level martial arts "Sword and Sword Art", Fei Ren also gained a lot.
Now the intermediate spiritual ring in his hand is filled with all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, including a large number of Yuan stones, elixirs, medicinal materials and magic cores, and Yuanli cultivation has also broken through to the seventh level of the martial arts realm. Compared with when he left Lie During the time of Yang Zong, his strength increased several times!
.....
At the same time, the Ming Dynasty, Qatar Desert
The wild sand came in waves, and a purple shadow also stood in the sky, floating thousands of feet high in the sky.
"The ancestral mausoleum is about to collapse. It seems that the treasure of King Wu has been obtained..."
The beautiful eyebrows were slightly condensed, and the next moment Tang Xue also glanced at the long yellow sand below, and finally landed on a black tombstone, which was the entrance to the ancestral mausoleum.
"I don't know if it's that kid. If he can't deal with a few minions at the first level of the Martial Spirit Realm, he's not qualified to be my opponent..."
A stubborn and pretty face appeared in his mind. Tang Xue's eyes were deep, and the beautiful face hidden by the gauze remained as calm as ever, making people unpredictable.
Originally, she planned to compete for the treasure of the Martial King Realm, otherwise she would not have taken action to drive away Guan Sheng from the Tianlong Sect. The opponent was the former fourth guard captain of the Tianlong Sect, and his strength was not weak.
But after meeting Fei Ren, Tang Xue changed her mind.
Tang Xue knew very well that compared with those noble sect geniuses and the children of big families, Fei Ren's starting line was more than one and a half points behind.
In her understanding, some of the children of big families and sect geniuses began to practice Yuan Li at the age of six, entered the high star realm at the age of ten, broke through to the martial arts realm at the age of thirteen, and became masters of the martial arts realm at the age of eighteen. someone here.
And Fei Ren was able to grow from a casual cultivator in a small town of a low-level dynasty, a mere ant in the body-refining realm, to what he is now. It is not just as simple as God's reward for hard work, but there are many secrets about him that she does not yet know.
Therefore, Tang Xue wanted to see how far Fei Ren could go and whether he was qualified to be his opponent.
"Master, I will definitely help you seek justice for the injustice you suffered back then..."
"I won't let go of any of those bastards from the Jinghai Sect who are adding insult to injury!"
The red lips opened slightly, and she exhaled a breath of fragrance. The next moment, Tang Xue's pretty face gradually became solemn, and at the same time, her beautiful eyes flickered, as if she was recalling some past events.
Jinghai Sect, the first sect in the southeast region, ranks among the third-grade sects, and has a strong power base.
She was originally a disciple of the Jinghai Sect, and she was also a proud girl in the sect back then. However, decades ago, she left the Jinghai Sect alone for some reasons. In the end, she was wanted by the former sect and became Abandoned by everyone, he became an outcast and a traitor.
Although she left the Jinghai Sect, Tang Xue has never slackened on her Yuanli cultivation over the years, and has gained a great reputation in the southeast region. She is known as the Night Demon Fairy in the world and is feared by some sects and family forces.
However, Tang Xue herself didn't care about these false reputations. She was concerned about more important things, which was also the reason why she had practiced so hard over the years.
"Tsk...!"
The jade hand was raised slightly, and a mysterious force of space emerged spontaneously. The next moment, the void in front of Tang Xue was torn open, and then a void passage several feet in size was revealed.
The power of spatial artistic conception!
Tang Xue's mastery of the artistic conception of space has reached the Dacheng state. Although he has not yet reached the perfect state, he can still tear apart the void and achieve the effect of instant movement. However, the void channel he displays can only last for a few minutes, which is a fly in the ointment.
"Uh-huh!"
The silhouette flashed, and the next moment Tang Xue's figure was seen submerging into the void passage, and then disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
.....
Qatar desert, somewhere
Following a wave of space power, a gray-robed figure also fell from the sky, and then fell heavily into the sand, eating a mouthful of sand.
"Bah, bah, bah! It's finally out!"
Fei Ren quickly struggled to get up from the sand. The next moment, Fei Ren spit out a few mouthfuls of sand, with a vague look of embarrassment on his delicate face.
Just now, he finally arrived at the entrance of the ancestral mausoleum, and then left the ancestral mausoleum with the help of the power of the space formation at the entrance.
After the collapse of the ancestral mausoleum, the space formation at its entrance also dissipated on its own, and the entire small underground world was completely buried deep into sleep, with no way to enter it anymore.
"The protagonist is still lucky..."
Fei Ren let out a deep breath again, with a sigh on his face.
When he thought that after the space formation dissipated, he would be trapped in the ancestral mausoleum forever and buried deep underground, he couldn't help but feel a little fear in his heart.
"Boy, did you come out of the ancestral tomb?"
At this moment, a man's voice came from the air, like thunder, with a joking tone.
"How holy!"
After the words fell, Fei Ren also looked stern, and then turned to look in the direction of the source of the sound.
I saw a man in black robe and long hair standing quietly in front of the hillside not far away. The man in black robe and long hair was tall and slender. He was holding a small wine gourd in his hand. His face was covered with a messy beard and wine stains. He was clearly the man from back then. Huang Tian, the keeper of the ancestral tomb.
