As soon as the emperor's corpse became the emperor's corpse, the saintess opened the coffi

Shicai Immortal Corpse is very powerful, and it is likely to be a strong enemy for him to become emperor in the future.

If Yang Yan can suppress the opponent before he rises up, or even kill the opponent, absorb the opponent's physique.

At that time, he will have one less opponent, an opponent who may affect him in the future.

It's a pity that this ten-color fairy corpse is too slippery, and it has the help of the big Brahma tree.

With Yang Yan's strength, if the opponent does not escape.

He really has the ability to kill and swallow the ten-colored fairy corpse.

But with the ten-color fairy corpse and the big Brahma tree, the strength of the two is even close to the emperor's realm.

With Yang Yan's current cultivation, he couldn't keep the opponent at all.

Unless his comprehension of the Dao has reached the realm of the Holy One.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to keep the other party!

"I've left a lot of the fairy aura on the ten-color fairy corpse.

These things are not simple, and there may be what I want in them.

Let the second god go to enlightenment! "Yang Yan said heartily.

He might be able to borrow these fairy breaths in the future to track down where the Shicai fairy corpses are.

"He can't escape my palm!"

Yang Yan put away the immortal breath, and he stepped into the Valley of Burying Immortals.

Continue to go to the place where the cow is barking, very fast.

"It's extremely dangerous inside, I want to leave a space here." He thought in his heart.

As long as the spatial location remains, he can come back here from any place at the fastest speed.

"It's too dangerous inside the Immortal Burial Valley, I have to be careful."

It is not easy for anyone to cultivate to this day.

No one wants to die easily!

Be careful, you're right!

Especially knowing that there is danger inside, but still entering carelessly, without leaving any behind.

That is courting death!

Yang Yan would not do such a stupid thing, he left many space imprints along the way.

He stretched out his hand and looked at the imprint of a cow in the palm of his hand.

"The noise of the cow is getting louder, which proves that I am getting closer to the stone cow."

The surrounding fog became thicker and thicker, Yang Yan frowned slightly.

The dense fog made him feel a little bad.

"There's something wrong with the fog!"

Logically speaking, in his eyes.

No matter how dense the fog is, it should not be able to block his eyes in the slightest.

But it was different now, the dense fog actually blocked his eyes.

"No wonder the Valley of Burying the Immortals can deflate the ten-colored immortal corpses."

Ten colorful fairy corpses, and a big Brahma tree.

The cultivation bases of these two are indeed profound, but if compared to the magic of the eyes.

The combination of the two is not as wonderful as his eyes.

His eyes are much stronger than both of them!

He couldn't see through the fog in front of him, so he could imagine the big Brahma tree and the Shicai fairy corpses.

His figure disappeared in place, and his figure merged into the void.

As he moved on, he heard the sound of battle.

Along the way, he had encountered monks, but they were all too weak.

Yang Yan didn't even have the heart to do anything, so he just passed by.

As for the treasures in the Burial Valley, they are too ordinary.

He didn't see the real treasure.

Otherwise, he would definitely take action to plunder, after all, with his cultivation base, it is very easy to take action to plunder.

"The place of the fight is on my way to Stone Niu." Yang Yan thought to himself.

He is going to pass by!

Yang Yan's speed increased, and the fog in front of his eyes surged.

The battle is fierce!

"King Realm?"

In front of Yang Yan, monks in the realm of kings were too weak.

With one finger, he can crush the opponent.

"No, the existence to fight him is wrong."

Yang Yan penetrated the clouds and saw a transparent person fighting with a kingly monk.

This transparent person does not have a body, and there is no shadow left under him.

If Yang Yan hadn't seen the surging and changing mist, he wouldn't have noticed the other party's existence at all.

boom!

The mist shook, and the king-level cultivator was sent flying by the opponent's punch.

He fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

With his cultivation base, he was no match for that transparent figure at all.

The opponent is not very powerful, probably just like this person.

But the level of power used by the opponent is more powerful than this person.

"No..." The monk who fell to the ground and vomited blood screamed.

Yang Yan could see that the transparent figure in the mist passed through the mist and killed that person.

At this time, he shot out with one finger, breaking through the air.

It directly collapsed the transparent figure and dispersed the fog.

"died?"

Yang Yan's figure stood in the mist, right where the transparent figure was standing.

It's just that the collapsed transparent figure disappeared at all, not even a trace of breath left.

It seems that after the collapse, it suddenly disappeared.

"This existence is very evil!"

His eyes were so powerful that he couldn't even find the slightest sense of the other party's presence.

As if the other party did not exist!

He turned his head and looked at the King Realm cultivator who fell to the ground and coughed up blood.

"Tell me, what was that just now?" Yang Yan asked coldly.

The King Realm cultivator who fell on the ground took a elixir to heal his injuries, and then opened his mouth.

"Spirit of Immortal!" said the injured King Realm monk. "Don't you know?"

"I don't know."

The injured King Realm monk smiled.

"Dare to come in without knowing, you really are a master of art and bold!

But for the sake of saving me, let me remind you.

Don't go on, go on.

It is not a saint, the existence of the great saint will die there. ’ he advised.

Immortal spirit?

"Is that the aura of the immortal, or the soul?" Yang Yan asked.

The injured King Realm monk spread his hands.

"I don't know, I'm a monk at the king's level, so I'm too weak.

He didn't even enter the middle layer of the Burial Valley, so how can he know what's going on inside the deepest layer of the Burial Valley.

At least one must be above a saint to know.

I advise you not to want to know the result too much, because the existence inside is too dangerous.

However, I have heard that there are really immortals buried in the Valley of Burying Immortals.

The spirit of the immortal is produced by a little breath of the immortal.

It can imitate, any monk that comes in.

Cultivation, and even overall strength.

Once the imitation is successful, he will kill the imitated cultivator and become the opponent.

I just stayed here for too long, so that the other party succeeded in imitating it, and then shot to kill me.

Even though the strength is the same, it is much, much stronger than me.

It's hard for me to believe it. "

imitate?

copy?

Yang Yan remembered the imitation and duplication of people in the spaceship in the Western Land.

There is something similar here, but more sinister.

"Leave quickly, or the spirit of the immortal will imitate you and appear." The injured king-level monk reminded.

He stood up and walked outside.

Yang Yan did not retreat, he continued to move forward.

Stone Niu is close at hand, since he came in, he must take a look.

Imitate him?

"I want to see if the immortal spirit can imitate my strength!"