"boom"

The Thunder Dragon could not help the ancient archer. Suddenly, countless runes lit up around his body, and the dazzling light was like billions of lightning. Even during the day, it made people open their eyes as blind and they could not see anything in an instant.

"call"

At that moment, a three-foot-diameter ball flew straight to the ancient archers.

The ancient archer is worthy of being a seventh-grade skywalker. Even when Long Chen sent out this ball, he used soft power, even if he could not see anything, the power of thunder interfered with his spiritual consciousness, but he was still perceived. The long bow in his hand pointed out forward, and the person quickly retreated backwards.

"boom"

But when his longbow just hit the sphere, the sphere exploded and endless pieces the size of a palm swallowed up a range of hundreds of miles.

The ancient archer was shocked and hadn't understood what was going on. There were more than a dozen endless pieces, passing through his body, and there was a piece of fragment that cut off his neck.

"puff"

The head of the ancient archer had just left his body, and the thunder dragon turned into a thunder spear, smashing it directly and killing it instantly.

"Produced by Guo Ran, it must be a fine product. This awesome brag is fine, and it's really exciting."

The ball was used to destroy the sirens when they were fighting fiercely with the sirens in the East China Sea. However, the sirens were not destroyed, but they made a ruthless disciple of the ancient clan and the Zhentian Fa Sect.

At that time, Guo Ran gave Long Chen a burst ball. Guo Ran said that this was his pinnacle work. He gave it to Long Chen as a souvenir, but it was actually for display.

However, under Long Chen's careful calculation, this burst ball accidentally killed a seventh-grade Skywalker.

"No, let's go!"

Long Chen's face changed drastically because he sensed several powerful auras and rushed straight to this side.

He gritted his teeth and injected the spiritual essence that had just recovered into his leather boots, disappearing from the spot.

Long Chen had just left, and in less than two breaths, several figures appeared on the battlefield.

One of them was the eighth-grade Skywalker of the Barbarian Elephant clan of the ancient clan. He glanced at the battlefield and said:

"The breath has not dissipated yet, and the people have not run away, so everyone has chased after him."

Several people immediately fanned and rushed away quickly. Everyone was on guard and burst out with the strongest momentum, ready to fight with all their might at any time.

Because they knew that after a continuous fierce battle, Long Chen had already reached the end of his strength. Once he discovered it, he was likely to be hit by a death-ending counterattack. He became cautious and no one dared to be careless about Long Chen.

Long Chen ran forward wildly, but after only a dozen breaths, the spiritual energy was exhausted by the treasure leather boots.

Suddenly, Long Chen felt a sense of consciousness and a waterfall appeared in front of him. There was a deep pool under the waterfall, and there was a strange wave in the deep pool.

Long Chen hesitated for a moment, plunged into the deep pool, and then entered the deep pool. Long Chen realized that the deep pool was like a well, and it looked inconspicuous outside, but very deep.

Long Chen dived hundreds of feet, but still couldn't see the bottom until seven or eight hundred feet, a light curtain appeared in front to separate the water.

Entering the light curtain, there was a cave inside. Long Chen looked back and saw that the light curtain had disappeared, and the water in the deep pool had also disappeared, as if he had been teleported to somewhere without realizing it.

“Huhhhhhhhhhh…”

As soon as Long Chen entered the cave, suddenly, countless pearls lit up on eight stone pillars in the cave, illuminating the entire cave like daytime.

Only then did Long Chen see clearly that the entire cave was an ancient Qiong Tower-style cave with eight stone pillars carved with ancient beasts, with strange shapes, and Long Chen didn't recognize them either.

Long Chen was standing in the hall of the cave at this time, with a throne in front of him. The throne was empty, but it exuded endless majesty.

On the wall behind the throne, there is a huge scroll, which is hundreds of feet high, with countless creatures, birds and beasts living in harmony, and a very peaceful scene.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion. When Long Chen looked at the creatures, the creatures were also looking at Long Chen and looking at each other. There was endless flow of Taoist rhyme in the picture.

"This painting is a treasure!" Long Chen looked at the painting, and a hint of fanaticism appeared in his eyes.

"How can I see it?" Suddenly a voice rang behind Long Chen.

Long Chen was so scared that his hair stood up. Without thinking, he just took a shot of it.

But Long Chen threw the blame over and was shocked to find that the blame in his hand disappeared, but appeared in the hands of an old man behind him.

The old man was seven feet tall, had a clear face, a green robe, and a scholar's scarf. He looked like an old Confucian scholar with a gentle temperament, which made people feel good about it.

At this time, the old man was holding the iron pot, a little dazed, and gently stroked the iron pot with his big hand. The iron pot actually made a roar, and there was a feeling of admiration in the sound.

"In the past, you were forged to remember the memories of your childhood and to prove your mind. Now, it is just a joke, becoming an immortal or a god, just like this." The old man gently stroked the iron pot and couldn't help but sigh, his eyes were even more empty, as if he was trapped in endless memories.

Long Chen stood there without saying a word, because Long Chen could not feel any breath on the old man, as if he did not exist in the world at all, and it seemed as if the whole world was his existence.

Long Chen had never seen such a terrifying existence, as if he was alone, the whole world, controlling the life and death of everyone in this world.

"Forget it, you were born in my hands, but you almost destroyed it. It's my fault. Now that you meet a new master, I will give you a fortune to repay your past debts."

After the old man finished speaking, a symbol appeared on his big hand, slowly printed on the bottom of the iron pot. As soon as the symbol appeared, the breath of the iron pot changed rapidly. It was obviously an ordinary iron pot, but it actually had a sacred smell.

The sacred aura above the iron pot slowly disappeared and returned to calm. The old man handed the iron pot to Long Chen and said:

"It has a fate with you, and I hope you don't let it down."

Long Chen was a little confused, but he still took the iron pot honestly. However, at this time, the iron pot was in a strange state, as if he was in a deep sleep.

"Senior, don't tell me, you are the master of this small world, right?" Long Chen put away the iron pot, looked at the old man, and finally asked this question that even himself could not believe.

"Well, this little world was created by me, and it was the only inheritance I left before I ascended." The old man nodded and said.

Long Chen was shocked. So, the old man in front of him has become an immortal and a god? No wonder there is no human breath all over his body.

Long Chen looked at the old man with horror, but Long Chen felt something was wrong again. Since he had become an immortal, he should have fairy charm. You know, there is a trace of fairy energy flowing on Lord Xuan. Why is this old man not at all?

"Haha, don't be surprised. I am not an immortal or a human. If I put it more appropriately, I am a ghost now." The old man smiled faintly.

"Senior atonement for your sins, you can't believe your nonsense." Long Chen shook his head and said, because there was no breath of death on the old man.

"Haha, what an interesting baby, no wonder he has a fate with me and can pass on my heritage.

I am indeed not a human or an immortal, but a divine thought left by the deity, and the deity has long been destroyed." The old man sighed.

"This..." Long Chen couldn't help but be stunned. The divine thoughts left by the immortal were already destroyed?

"If you enter my inheritance, you will have a destiny to me. I am a casual cultivator. I have no inheritance of my disciples and children. I only left the Wanling Picture as a mantle in the small world.

And you not only entered the land of inheritance, but also obtained the tools I made in the past. It seems that you are the inheritance person I am waiting for." The old man looked at Long Chen, and a smile appeared on his face, and the smile was even more relaxed.

Long Chen was a little confused. No, he actually got lucky? He seemed to have never had such good luck in his life. When luck came, he could not believe it himself.

"But strangely, you are not a soul cultivator, nor a beast master. This all-spirit map means little to you." The old man shook his head and said.

"Senior, can we not play like this? Or you can give me a correct word, will you give me this treasure?

Let's not go up and down. The boy's heart is not very good and he can't bear such a stimulating turn." Long Chen said with a bitter smile.

Don’t be very happy at the beginning, but in the end, people tell you that this thing is useless to you. Sorry, if you make a mistake, you are not a destined person, and it will definitely make people vomit blood until they die.

"Haha, don't worry, you are the one who is destined to be, I'm just a little strange.

This map of all spirits is the path to enlightenment that I have gained from my life's practice and learned from the practice of all beasts.

In the Ten Thousand Spirits Map, thousands of beasts are used to guide them, and they understand thousands of methods and integrate thousands of ways. I am a beast master. I ascend to the top with all the beasts, but I leave behind the inheritance of the Ten Thousand Spirits Map and give it to those who are destined to be.

Although you are not a beast master, people with destiny may not necessarily practice. You can also pass it on to others. As for whether you can truly pass it on, it depends on the opportunity, and manpower cannot do it." The old man smiled.

"call"

The old man made a big move, and the huge painting on the wall flew out and rolled up automatically in the air, forming a painting axis with a diameter of only about a foot.

The old man gently stroked the scroll with his big hand, and a complicated look appeared in his eyes, and he sighed:

"Becoming an immortal or a god is nothing more than that, and it will be a waste in the end, so why bother?"

The old man gently stroked the scroll a few times, handed it to Long Chen and said, "Help me find a suitable disciple to pass on it. People leave their names, geese leave their voices, gods and immortals are nothing but mortals, and they cannot abandon their emotions in their hearts."

Long Chen took the scroll and said solemnly: "Senior, don't worry, I have a genius beast master around me, and I can definitely pass on the mantle of my senior."

The old man smiled and nodded. Obviously, Long Chen's reply made him very pleased, and he said, "Look at your extremely strong body, it's okay, I can't let you come here for nothing. I have a set of physical techniques and mental techniques to pass them to you together."

After saying that, the old man stretched out a finger and pointed it on Long Chen's eyebrows. An unstoppable energy injected into Long Chen's eyebrows.

"Buzz"

Suddenly, the Chaos Bead that had been still in Long Chen's body rotated rapidly, and a terrifying pressure radiated.

"Bang"
Chapter completed!