The Daily Life of the Immortal King

When Xiaoyin's holy beast blood successfully passed the entrance verification, a group of people were sucked into the inner space of the beast king's tomb...

What is certain is that this is by no means a technique for expanding space or small worlds in the cracks. The cracks in the Emperor Tree are just one of the entrances to the tomb.

As for the specific location of the Beastmaster's Tomb, it is still a mystery...

Even, during the process of traveling through space, Wang Ming began to have some doubts that the exact location of the Beast King's tomb might not be in Rakshasa Valley at all.

The entire Rakshasa Valley may be just a cover-up arranged by the Rakshasa King.

Wang Ming fell down along the space passage like everyone else, like a bunch of beans falling on the ground of the tomb.

"It hurts a bit!" Fatty Luo got up from the ground and rubbed his head.

He just fell head first, and a hole was directly smashed into the ground.

This scene made Wang Ming's heart feel cold. Fortunately, he was wearing a mecha, otherwise his body would be smashed to pieces if he fell like this... The set of "Wang Ling No. 1" he is wearing now has a strong fall resistance. Shock-absorbing ability, even though he fell like this just now, he didn't feel much pain on his body.

All I can say is, is it really him?

Even if that stupid O Doudou is not by his side, he still relies on his dexterous hands to make O Doudou seem to be by his side!

Thinking of this, Wang Ming suddenly felt blushed, and became a little excited!

"Mr. Wang, your mecha can still change color?" Fatty Luo looked at the fiery red mecha in surprise.

"..."

Oops!

He forgot that Wang Ling No. 1 also added an anthropomorphic design, and the mech would transform into different colors according to the wearer's own emotions.

So, after Wang Ming tried his best to regain his composure, the color of the mecha returned to its original color, becoming the most original silver-gray.

Suddenly Wang Ming found that this design seemed redundant.

It's so stupid to actually reveal your emotions...

What if he is a pervert if he is told by others?

To change!

At this moment, Wang Ming made up his mind.

...

Everyone looked around at the surrounding environment. In front of them, about ten meters away was a cliff mouth, and underneath was an abyss.

The mouth of this abyss is extremely wide and long, stretching along both sides, and it can't be traced to the end at a glance.

"Big world?"

Odd Zhuo squatted at the mouth of the abyss and stared.

I feel the breath of the big world, which is the ability to arrange the small world. The small world can be stored in the magic weapon through technical means, but the big world cannot.

The space of one big world is equivalent to a thousand small worlds.

Because the space is too vast, unless it is a top-level space magic weapon, ordinary magic weapons can't accommodate the big world inside.

"Well, this is indeed a big world. Even with my ability, I can only swallow two at most." Wuji said.

As the king of holy beasts, it is not surprising that King Rakshasa can arrange a large world, but Wuji can swallow two large worlds... This is still very scary.

It can only be said that this is indeed a top-level space magic weapon made of forty-nine pieces of holy beast fur...

"Can you analyze this big world?" Odd Zhuo asked.

"Of course." This is just a big world, which is still within Wuji's insight.

Wuji closed her eyes and meditated for a while, and after a while, she saw a black light gushing out from her palm like an ink lotus, pouring into the void in front of her eyes, and finally the ink in the void merged to form this big world scene.

A shocking scene also happened along with this "grave map" analyzed by Wuji...

"The transparent part on this map is the abyss of this big world." Wuji said, his words were astonishing.

Several people opened their mouths.

It turned out that the abyss in front of them was actually a magic circle...

King Rakshasa arranged the big world, split the earth, and built a magic circle with the abyss.

It may be unremarkable from a close look, but now after Wuji's analysis, the floor plan of the magic circle constructed by the abyss appeared in front of everyone's eyes in shock.

This was a very wonderful magic circle, so wonderful that everyone here, including Xiaoyin, was deceived.

If it weren't for Wuji's analysis, they might not be able to see the doorway at all.

"The Rakshasa king used the abyss to construct the formation. What's the purpose of this?" Odd Zhuo lowered his eyes slightly, staring at the abyss in front of him, thinking.

His realm is low, and he can't feel the wonderful fluctuations brought about by this abyssal formation. On the other hand, Fatty Luo, Xiaoyin and Wuji beside him all have shocked expressions as if they saw some vision of heaven and earth.

"I see!"

Wang Ming trembled suddenly, and opened his eyes wide: "Could it be that this is the legend... the country is formed into an array!"

Little Silver: "..."

Odd Zhuo: "..."

Fatty Luo: "..."

Promise: "..."

Wang Ming: "Think about it! The holy beast clan was suddenly destroyed. As the king of beasts, the Rakshasa king was naturally unwilling to accept such an ending. So the Rakshasa king intentionally faked his death, and set up such a magic circle in the tomb, just waiting for the day to come. The price of sacrificing a country is to revive all the holy beasts!"

"Is that really the case..." Xiaoyin was taken aback by Wang Ming's words.

"Maybe so, but we don't have any evidence! At present, we can't confirm whether the Rakshasa King is still alive. But I think that this Beastmaster shouldn't die so easily." Wang Ming sighed regretfully.

At this moment, an old voice suddenly came from behind everyone.

"You guys, break into the tomb... This is a dead end."

This is the old man who appeared outside the entrance of Emperor Tree's tomb after everyone entered the space tunnel.

The old man was not tall, less than 1.5 meters tall, and he was wearing a thick robe. The golden-brown robe was covered with various strange mushrooms. The golden-red diamond-shaped leaves on the head are unique to the emperor tree.

A short old man exuded a terrifying aura all over his body, and he just opened his mouth lightly, exuding a kind of majesty.

"Emperor Treant?" Little Silver had already seen the identity of the old man.

This is the tree spirit transformed from the emperor tree, but it does not belong to the demon clan. The monster clan uses demon energy, but the dryad in front of him uses serious spiritual power, and should belong to the category of special spirit beasts.

"You are?" Wang Ming stared at the old man and asked.

"I am the guardian of the tomb." The old man replied: "Everyone has broken into the restricted area. Unless you are a holy beast, no one can leave alive."

"Is there no other room for negotiation?" Odd Zhuo asked, "We didn't mean to offend..."

The old man squinted his eyes, his gaze was firm: "No!"

"Okay...then we have to fight." After speaking, Odd Zhuo showed the ring, and a cluster of white flames appeared on the top of the ring.

Net... purifying fire?

A golden core stage... how could it be possible to mobilize this kind of fetish?

The old man was dripping with cold sweat instantly, and the pressure returned to himself.

Zhuo Yi held up the purifying fire: "Come on! Let's go to war! I don't know anything else but fireball!"

Wang Ming, Fatty Luo, Xiaoyin, Wuji: "..."

"...young man, if you have something to say, let's put the fire away first...well...actually, I'm not a tomb guard, I'm a tour guide!" At this moment, the old man's eyes became extremely sincere.