The System Takes Me to Practice

If it is someone else, they will be tempted by this opportunity. However, Yang Fan was different. He had experienced the baptism of thousands of Xianxialiu novels on Blue Star, and Yang Fan had probably guessed what he wanted to do.

Either it is really to find a descendant, or to seize the house, Yang Fan prefers the latter.

But Yang Fan is not worried because there is a system.

"it is good."

Nodded, Yang Fan walked to a passage opened by the old man, and then followed the old man into the tomb.

In the same place, the two disappeared, and the formation returned to normal.

The old man Qi Ling walked ahead with a weird smile on his face.

It didn't take long for the old man to take Yang Fan to a huge space.

The space is so large that even with Yang Fan's eyes, it is impossible to see the boundary.

At the entrance of this space, there are scattered footprints and some traces of fighting. On the opposite side of the entrance, about ten kilometers away, there is an exit.

There are a hundred steps in front of the exit, and there are countless monks' bones on the steps.

There are human races, monster races, demons, and even ice **** race people.

The corpses of these people have a common feature, that is, there are only bones left in their bodies, their flesh and blood have disappeared, their clothes are already in tatters, and they have obviously been dead for a long time.

"they......"

Yang Fan pointed to the bones of those people, before finishing speaking, the old man with the spirit of the weapon took the lead.

"These people are all losers who wanted to inherit the inheritance of the master before you came. It has been almost half a million years, and it seems that more than 10,000 have come in to be tested, but they have all failed."

After speaking, the old man stared at Yang Fan with encouraging eyes, and said with earnest heart.

"I hope you can pass the test. I have not seen the outside world for hundreds of thousands of years. I am very lonely."

"These people have collected seven broken pictures?"

Yang Fan probably counted it. There were about nine thousand people in the bare corpse, and the old man said that it was almost half a million years. In such a short time, Yang Fan felt that this was impossible.

"Not exactly. Some people came in with the gatherers. It was exactly 50,000 years since the last time the seven pieces were released. I remember that time, the human race, monster race, etc. outside united to attack the demons. Among them, several Tianjiao are in line with the inheritance of the inherited master."

When the old man of Qi Ling said these words again, his face showed obvious pain.

"Can I opt out?"

Yang Fan suddenly said such a sentence.

Just after Yang Fan had finished saying these words, a coldness deep into his soul surrounded him, and the old man with extremely cold eyes stared at Yang Fan.

"Except for the heir, no one can get out of this tomb alive."

This coldness comes quickly and goes quickly.

"Speaking of it, I remember that a group of more than 30 people entered here more than 100,000 years ago. Among them, there is a pair of Taoists who have good talents, but their strength is not good. When the two walked over together, An attacking man couldn't dodge. In a crisis, he actually chose to use his Taoist companion as a shield. The woman couldn't believe that the man would use her to resist the attack."

"Even if this kind of person inherits your master's inheritance, he is destined to not go far."

With lessons learned from the past, he was deeply betrayed by his childhood friend Guo Dan, and Yang Fan hated betrayal the most, especially between close relatives and close friends.

"That's right, he also died later, on the last step."

Looking at the old man's sight, Yang Fan saw a headless corpse on the ninety-ninth step, with all the bones of his limbs broken, and he absolutely suffered torture of infiltration during his lifetime.

"Let's start, you only have one month, and when the time is up, you have not cleared the customs, you are dead."

"Is it only this level?"

As soon as Yang Fan took a step, he felt that the surrounding scene suddenly changed. This is an ancient battlefield. From the breath of those people, it can be seen that it is an ancient battlefield in Xianyu. Yang Fan couldn't breathe, and stayed there.

The old man thought that Yang Fan was shocked by the ancient battlefield scenes, so he didn't react for a while. Who knew that Yang Fan suddenly came.

The old man Qi Ling twitched his mouth slightly, said.

"There is only one level. If you pass, you can get the inheritance of the master. Young man, let alone I didn't remind you, this place has a powerful formation. Will fall."

"So strong? Then am I dead?"

"Incompletely, this formation will adjust its power according to the strength of the person who breaks through, don't worry."

As Yang Fan stepped into this space with both feet, the picture before him completely changed.

There were shouts of killing, screams, and the sounds released by the law, and even the smell of blood could be smelled.

despair!

Yang Fan took the third step.

At this moment, Yang Fan suddenly shot a terrifying golden light on the right side, and the target pointed directly at Yang Fan's head.

"Ok?"

Yang Fan felt something was wrong, and subconsciously resisted it with a nine-ring scepter.

Ding!

A crisp voice sounded, and his hands trembled unconsciously. That attack contained the full blow of the half-step human fairyland powerhouse.

"Not an illusion!"

Yang Fan closed his eyes, and the hidden blood-colored nine-god jade reincarnation writing round eyes on the center of his eyebrows appeared, bursting out white light, like the eyes of the **** Erlang moving.

With the opening of the third eye, the illusion in front of Yang Fan gradually disappeared, and the scene of this space reappeared.

Yang Fan opened his eyes again, and the illusion just now disappeared.

"He actually has a third eye, and he can see through the illusion, is he a member of the Celestial Eye clansman who was left behind in the mortal world?"

Thinking of the Sky Eye Clan, the face of the Qi Ling old man showed a solemn look.

The Sky Eye race is a powerful race. Everyone in this race has a third eye on his forehead, and everyone's eyes and abilities are different.

Although it is incomparable with Daomen, Buddhism and Tiangongyuan, there is no problem at all in the lower continents, and his master is just a ninth-level casual cultivator in a fairyland.

All the illusions in front of him were all gone, and in Yang Fan's eyes, there were still bones in the same place. And under Yang Fan's feet, stepping on a recessed floor, it was obvious that the attack just now was triggered because he guessed the trap.

Yang Fan wanted to fly, but found out that something was interfering with him, even the flying ability that came with him when he became a ten-tailed pillar force could not be used here.

Yang Fan's face became solemn, this first attack was so strong, wouldn't it be more dangerous behind him.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan thought, and the nine Taoist jade behind him transformed into shields, protecting Yang Fan.