Chapter 2102
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STDe Yi Han
The sun and the moon go by, and time passes.
In the blink of an eye, five days had passed since a group of powerful men from the top forces opened the small world of the Imperial Tomb.
In the past five days, there has been no movement in the small world of the Imperial Mausoleum.
For this kind of scene, a group of powerful people didn't think it was strange.
Because of this level of inheritance, the difficulty of obtaining it will definitely not be low.
Even if it takes several years, it is quite normal.
At the same time, in the small world of the Imperial Tomb.
Qiu Lingfeng has led a group of talented disciples to the final altar.
On the throne, a crystal clear skeleton sat there.
It was obviously a withered bone, but the aftertaste attached to this withered bone still frightened all the talented disciples present.
"Are these the remains of Emperor Lingtian?"
"I don't think so. It is said that the corpse of the late Immortal Emperor is incorruptible and immortal. According to legend, Emperor Lingtian surpasses the existence of the late Immortal Emperor. How could he leave behind a withered skeleton?"
"But since we are all here, the chance of getting the inheritance from Emperor Lingtian is not small, right?"
"It's a pity that Luo Xue is here, otherwise we would still have a chance to get the inheritance of the weapon refining technique."
"Stop talking. Without Luo Xue, whether we can get here is a question."
"Yes, I thought I was going to die here, let alone reach this last place."
"..."
A group of geniuses from the top forces were whispering and communicating.
Qiu Lingfeng didn't care about their exchange, but looked up at the withered bones on the high seat.
With a flick of his finger, he returned the purple ghost open fire object to its original owner.
The purple ghost's open flame fell into the withered bones, causing the originally lifeless bones to erupt with a powerful pressure.
塡——!
All the geniuses present immediately felt their heads sink, and then their breathing became tight.
Such a strong sense of oppression!
Two faint purple flames lit up in the eye sockets of the withered bones. The faint light of the fire made people shudder.
Qiu Lingfeng's expression remained calm.
When the withered bones exploded in momentum, the altar also lit up with bursts of faint purple light.
Countless mysterious runes intertwined and lit up, forming dazzling patterns.
The extremely weird purple spiritual energy of heaven and earth that filled the small world of the Imperial Tomb also poured into the altar pillars crazily.
After the spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured into the stone pillars of the altar, these lines seemed to have life, flowing towards the stone throne where the withered bones were sitting.
The steps lit up one by one, and under this terrifying pressure, everyone seemed to see a majestic figure walking step by step towards the withered bones on the Stone Throne.
Finally, the majestic figure that seemed to appear in front of him walked to the Stone Throne.
The stalwart figure slowly turned around. It was not until this moment that everyone realized that this stalwart figure was not an illusion.
His body only gradually solidified, from being like an illusion at the beginning to becoming lifelike now.
Although the face of the stalwart figure could not be seen clearly, the pressure attached to it did make everyone present feel their waists sink, and they couldn't help but want to kneel down and surrender.
The next second, the bodies of these proud men present gradually became stooped under this terrifying invisible pressure. None of them wanted to kneel down, but the pressure of this majestic figure was beyond their imagination.
Even when facing the real power of the Immortal Emperor, they did not have the thought of surrendering and kneeling down.
Pfft!
Suddenly, there was a dull sound of kneeling down.
A genius also lowered his head in pain, his face full of humiliation.
For their arrogant geniuses, making them kneel down and surrender is the best way to break their Taoist hearts.
Especially in a situation like this, where all the geniuses are forced to kneel down under pressure.
Pfft!Pfft!Pfft!
As one person knelt down, others also knelt down one after another.
The faces of those who knelt down behind them were the same as those of the first prodigy who knelt down. Whether they were men or women, they all had expressions of humiliation on their faces, and their hearts were shattered.
However, while the group was kneeling down, there were three people in the field who were unaffected and motionless.
These three people are Qiu Lingfeng, Feng Linglan and Gu Xun'er.
The former is able to withstand the pressure because of his powerful soul power and extremely strong strength.
The last two women were able to withstand the pressure because the clone of Qiu Lingfeng, who was secretly protecting them, withstood the pressure of the stalwart figure.
The figures of the three people formed a sharp contrast with the prodigies who were kneeling and surrendering around them.
The geniuses who were kneeling on the ground all had sweat on their foreheads, and their faces were filled with unwillingness and humiliation.
If they were kneeling before their master or the real Immortal Emperor, they might not feel so humiliated.
But kneeling down to a shadow is really shocking.
In the blink of an eye, five days had passed since a group of powerful men from the top forces opened the small world of the Imperial Tomb.
In the past five days, there has been no movement in the small world of the Imperial Mausoleum.
For this kind of scene, a group of powerful people didn't think it was strange.
Because of this level of inheritance, the difficulty of obtaining it will definitely not be low.
Even if it takes several years, it is quite normal.
At the same time, in the small world of the Imperial Tomb.
Qiu Lingfeng has led a group of talented disciples to the final altar.
On the throne, a crystal clear skeleton sat there.
It was obviously a withered bone, but the aftertaste attached to this withered bone still frightened all the talented disciples present.
"Are these the remains of Emperor Lingtian?"
"I don't think so. It is said that the corpse of the late Immortal Emperor is incorruptible and immortal. According to legend, Emperor Lingtian surpasses the existence of the late Immortal Emperor. How could he leave behind a withered skeleton?"
"But since we are all here, the chance of getting the inheritance from Emperor Lingtian is not small, right?"
"It's a pity that Luo Xue is here, otherwise we would still have a chance to get the inheritance of the weapon refining technique."
"Stop talking. Without Luo Xue, whether we can get here is a question."
"Yes, I thought I was going to die here, let alone reach this last place."
"..."
A group of geniuses from the top forces were whispering and communicating.
Qiu Lingfeng didn't care about their exchange, but looked up at the withered bones on the high seat.
With a flick of his finger, he returned the purple ghost open fire object to its original owner.
The purple ghost's open flame fell into the withered bones, causing the originally lifeless bones to erupt with a powerful pressure.
塡——!
All the geniuses present immediately felt their heads sink, and then their breathing became tight.
Such a strong sense of oppression!
Two faint purple flames lit up in the eye sockets of the withered bones. The faint light of the fire made people shudder.
Qiu Lingfeng's expression remained calm.
When the withered bones exploded in momentum, the altar also lit up with bursts of faint purple light.
Countless mysterious runes intertwined and lit up, forming dazzling patterns.
The extremely weird purple spiritual energy of heaven and earth that filled the small world of the Imperial Tomb also poured into the altar pillars crazily.
After the spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured into the stone pillars of the altar, these lines seemed to have life, flowing towards the stone throne where the withered bones were sitting.
The steps lit up one by one, and under this terrifying pressure, everyone seemed to see a majestic figure walking step by step towards the withered bones on the Stone Throne.
Finally, the majestic figure that seemed to appear in front of him walked to the Stone Throne.
The stalwart figure slowly turned around. It was not until this moment that everyone realized that this stalwart figure was not an illusion.
His body only gradually solidified, from being like an illusion at the beginning to becoming lifelike now.
Although the face of the stalwart figure could not be seen clearly, the pressure attached to it did make everyone present feel their waists sink, and they couldn't help but want to kneel down and surrender.
The next second, the bodies of these proud men present gradually became stooped under this terrifying invisible pressure. None of them wanted to kneel down, but the pressure of this majestic figure was beyond their imagination.
Even when facing the real power of the Immortal Emperor, they did not have the thought of surrendering and kneeling down.
Pfft!
Suddenly, there was a dull sound of kneeling down.
A genius also lowered his head in pain, his face full of humiliation.
For their arrogant geniuses, making them kneel down and surrender is the best way to break their Taoist hearts.
Especially in a situation like this, where all the geniuses are forced to kneel down under pressure.
Pfft!Pfft!Pfft!
As one person knelt down, others also knelt down one after another.
The faces of those who knelt down behind them were the same as those of the first prodigy who knelt down. Whether they were men or women, they all had expressions of humiliation on their faces, and their hearts were shattered.
However, while the group was kneeling down, there were three people in the field who were unaffected and motionless.
These three people are Qiu Lingfeng, Feng Linglan and Gu Xun'er.
The former is able to withstand the pressure because of his powerful soul power and extremely strong strength.
The last two women were able to withstand the pressure because the clone of Qiu Lingfeng, who was secretly protecting them, withstood the pressure of the stalwart figure.
The figures of the three people formed a sharp contrast with the prodigies who were kneeling and surrendering around them.
The geniuses who were kneeling on the ground all had sweat on their foreheads, and their faces were filled with unwillingness and humiliation.
If they were kneeling before their master or the real Immortal Emperor, they might not feel so humiliated.
But kneeling down to a shadow is really shocking.
