When Xiao Yin's Holy Beast Blood successfully passed the entrance verification, a group of people were sucked into the inner space of the Beastmaster's Tomb......

To be sure, this is by no means a technique to expand space or a small world in the cracks, and the crack in the Imperial Tree is only one of the entrances to the tomb.

The exact location of the Tomb of the Beastmaster is still a mystery......

Even, in the process of shuttling 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 trick arranged by the Rakshasa King.

Wang Ming, like everyone else, fell down the spatial passage, like a bunch of beans falling to the ground of the tomb.

"It's a little painful!" Luo Fat got up from the ground and rubbed his head.

He had just fallen headfirst down, and a pit had been smashed directly into the ground.

This scene made Wang Ming's heart cold, fortunately he was wearing a mecha, otherwise he would have fallen like this and his body would have been shattered...... The set of "Wang Ling No. 1" he is wearing now has a strong anti-fall and shock absorption ability, although he also fell like this just now, but he didn't feel much pain on his body.

can only say, is it worthy of himself?

Even if that stupid Oudoudou is not by his side, he still relies on his dexterous hands to make Oudoudou feel like he is by his side!

Thinking of this, Wang Ming suddenly felt his face turn red, and he was a little excited!

"Mr. Wang, will your mecha still change color?" Luo Fatzi looked at the mecha that had turned fiery red in amazement.

“……”

Worst!

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

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

Suddenly, Wang Ming found that this design seemed to be a bit redundant.

It's stupid to actually expose your emotions......

What if he is a pervert in the way of others?

I want to change it!

At this moment, Wang Ming made up his mind.

……

Everyone looked around the surrounding environment, and in front of them, there was a cliff mouth about ten meters away, and there was an abyss below.

The mouth of the abyss is extremely wide and long, stretching along both sides, and there is no end to it as far as the eye can see.

"Big world?"

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

I feel that there is a breath of the big world, which is the ability to arrange the small world, and 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 the top-level space is a magic weapon, ordinary magic weapons can't accommodate the big world in it at all.

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

As the king of sacred beasts, it is not surprising that the Rakshasa King can arrange the big world, but Wuji can swallow two big worlds...... It's still scary.

It can only be said that this is worthy of being a top-level space magic weapon made of forty-nine sacred beast skins......

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

"Absolutely." It's just a big world, and it's still within the bounds of Infinity's insight.

I saw Wuji close her eyes and meditate for a while, and after a while, she saw a black light gushing out from her palm like a ink lotus, surging into the void in front of her, and finally the ink in the void converged to form the scene of this big world.

A shocking scene also happened with the "tomb map" analyzed by Wuji......

"The transparent part of this map is the abyss of this big world." Wuji spoke, and his words were amazing.

Several people opened their mouths wide.

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

The Rakshasa King arranged the world, cracked the earth, and constructed a magic circle from the abyss.

It may seem unremarkable just up close, but now after Wuji's analysis, the plan of the magic circle constructed by the abyss appears in front of everyone's eyes in such a shocking way.

This is a very wonderful magic circle, so wonderful that everyone here, including Xiao Yin, has been deceived.

If it weren't for Wuji's analysis, they might not have been able to see the doorway inside.

"What is the purpose of the Rakshasa King using the abyss to build a magic circle?" Zhuo Yi lowered his eyes slightly, stared at the abyss in front of him, and pondered.

His realm was low, and he couldn't feel the wonderful fluctuations brought about by this abyss formation, on the other hand, Luo Fatzi, Xiaoyin, and Wuji on the side all had shocked expressions as if they had seen some vision of heaven and earth.

"I see!"

Wang Ming suddenly shuddered, and his eyes widened suddenly: "Could it be that this is the legendary ...... The land is refined! ”

Xiaoyin: "......"

Zhuo Yi: "......"

Luo Fatzi: "......"

Wuji: "......"

Wang Ming: "You want to! The Holy Beast Clan suddenly collapsed, and as the Beast King, the Rakshasa King was naturally unwilling to accept such an ending. So the Rakshasa King deliberately faked his death and arranged such a magic circle in the tomb, just waiting for the day when he would resurrect all the holy beasts at the cost of sacrificing a country! ”

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

"Maybe so, but we don't have proof! At this time, we have not been able to confirm whether the Rakshasa King is still alive. But I don't think this beastmaster should die so easily. Wang Ming sighed regretfully.

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

"You guys, trespass into the grave...... It's a dead end. ”

This is the old man who appeared outside the entrance of the Imperial Tree Tomb after everyone entered the space tunnel.

The old man was not tall, less than one meter five, and wore a thick robe, and the golden-brown robe was covered with all kinds of strange mushrooms. The head is full of golden-red diamond-shaped leaves, which are unique to the imperial tree.

A short old man, but his body exudes a very terrifying aura, and he just speaks lightly, and there is a great majesty.

"Emperor Tree Treant?" Xiaoyin had already seen the identity of the old man.

This is the tree spirit transformed by the emperor tree, but it does not belong to the demon clan, the demon clan uses demon energy, but the tree spirit in front of him uses the spiritual power of the Eight Classics, which should belong to the classification of special spirit beasts.

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

"Down there, the grave keeper." The old man replied, "You have already broken into the forbidden area, and no one will leave alive unless there is a holy beast." ”

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

The old man narrowed his eyes, and his gaze was categorical: "No! ”

"Okay...... That's a battle. With that, Zhuo Yi showed off the ring, and a cluster of white flames appeared on the top of the ring.

Clean...... Purifying fire?

A golden pill period...... How is it possible to mobilize such a fetish?

The old man was drenched in cold sweat in an instant, and the pressure returned to him.

Zhuo Wei held up the fire of purification: "Come on! War! I don't know anything else, just a fireball! ”

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

“…… Shaoxia has something to say, let's put away the fire first...... Kindness...... Actually, I'm not a tomb keeper, I'm a tour guide! At this moment, the old man's gaze became extremely sincere.