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

Now that Yang Yan entered the Valley of Burying Immortals, he naturally wanted to see the stone cow.

Even if he couldn't get that stone ox, he still wanted to see it.

If you can't get it, it's a temptation to come in this time.

He still has a chance in the future!

After all, in the third heaven, one can still enter the Burial Valley from Wangxiantai.

"And I have left space coordinates in the second heaven."

As long as the coordinates are there, his way of space is improved, and he can travel across space and time to come here through endless void.

No matter where the second heaven is, he can reach it.

"In the third heaven, I don't know if there are dragon balls." Yang Yan said in his heart.

"Don't worry, wait until the third heaven."

He got the stone ox first now, only by getting it can he go further.

"If I can approach the avenue, I will understand the avenue ahead of time.

My strength will be improved qualitatively.

At the same time, I can also know more things. "

He thought of this, and walked towards the depths of the Immortal Burial Valley.

The mist surged, and Yang Yan could see that the distance was getting closer and closer.

This mist is too special, too special.

His immortal eye is so powerful that he can't see through the fog.

"This mist is too evil!"

Yang Yan's eyes suddenly moved, and he hurriedly raised his hand.

boom!

A majestic force hit his arm, fortunately he was strong enough.

Divine Emperor Body!

Not afraid of power, profound energy attack.

It can also rebound strength and shock the opponent.

boom!

There was a loud noise, the mist surged, and an invisible figure collapsed into the air.

It is an invisible existence!

Copycat!

At the moment when the other party collapsed, Yang Yan actually saw the other party's face.

That face was exactly like his.

It is exactly the same as the injured King Realm cultivator just now, and should be the imitator in the opponent's mouth.

"It imitates me, but can I see it?"

When the wounded king and monk fought against the imitator just now, Yang Yan didn't see the imitator.

You can only see the opponent, invisible and shadowless, the fluctuation after exerting power.

But now it is different, the imitator is imitating him.

So he can see each other at a certain moment.

"It's very weird..."

What is the existence of the opponent, why after the explosion, nothing is left, everything is broken...

Yang Yan couldn't understand it, and he couldn't figure it out in his heart.

"And how did the other party do it so that monks other than the imitators cannot see the other party's ability?"

strange!

too weird!

As a replicator, Yang Yan can at least see through the forces that make up the opponent.

The imitator, but he couldn't see through it.

As if something was blocking him, his eyes.

Stop him and see through each other.

"Is it really the spirit of a fairy?"

Only the spirit of a fairy can block his gaze, just like the ten-color fairy corpse.

"I'm afraid that only by entering the deepest part can we know what makes them up!" Yang Yan said in his heart.

And the imitator beat his cultivation just now, and he has already seen it.

At least the realm of the peak of the king!

"Is it only possible to imitate to this point?"

If you can only imitate to this point, it is absolutely impossible to defeat him!

"I don't know if it can be imitated at a deeper level." Yang Yan secretly thought.

His figure walked more and more slowly into the mist, because there were power surges on the ground and around him from time to time.

The opponents attacked from time to time, and Yang Yan could vaguely see their faces.

The same existence as him!

There are more and more people imitating him!

"It seems that the longer I stay in this mist, the more imitators will be."

At the same time, their physical strength has also been raised to the realm of saints.

It is enough to prove that the imitator's peak state is not the king.

Can be higher!

And the opponent's physique has only reached the realm of a saint, which means that the existence of imitating him is becoming more and more similar.

On the surface, his strength is indeed only in the realm of a king.

If you look at it deeply, his strongest is his physical strength.

Divine Emperor Body!

"It can be imitated more perfectly!"

There's something about copycats!

"Let's see if he can imitate me and reach the God Emperor Body!"

If one can reach the Divine Emperor Body, it means that the other party is indeed the spirit of a fairy.

If you can't reach it, it's another kind.

"It's just that the body is strong, it can't beat me!"

His physique is too strong, he can be called invincible!

boom!

A terrifying air wave hit, Yang Yan raised his hand to block it.

A fist-like existence hit his arm.

Then it collapsed and disappeared.

In an instant, Yang Yan saw the opponent's face clearly.

It's exactly the same as his face.

Another imitator!

correct!

The opponent imitated his physical strength, and it became stronger.

Reached the realm of the great sage, almost comparable to the peak of the great sage.

"No wonder it is said that the Valley of Burying Immortals is dangerous, the longer you stay in the mist, the stronger the imitators.

There are endless, almost endless.

If it wasn't for me being too powerful, I'm afraid I would have left my life here. "Yang Yan secretly said.

His eyes moved at this moment, and he saw a lot of elixir.

The level of these elixir is not low at all.

It has almost reached the realm of the king medicine, and if it goes up to another level, it will be the holy medicine!

Holy medicine!

It is worse than the magic medicine, but the effect is still very rich.

After Yang Yan eats it, he can improve his realm.

"Can be picked!"

Thinking of this, his figure moved and picked a king medicine.

He moved one after another, picking the elixir he saw.

This place belongs to the depths of Burying Immortal Valley, and the level of medicines is not low.

Yang Yan also saw a lot of ancient artifacts inside, comparable to royal artifacts and artifacts refined by saints.

It's just that many are broken, and there have obviously been terrible battles here before.

The battle between them was too fierce, causing these artifacts to be broken.

Yang Yan put it away casually and gave it to the soldiers of his imperial dynasty to use in the future.

These artifacts are enough to make them stronger than 01:30.

"move on!"

As he went deeper, Yang Yan was attacked by imitators from time to time.

The strength of the imitators is constantly improving, and they are attacked for the last time.

The physical strength of the imitator has reached the realm of a saint king.

Much stronger than his current cultivation base.

"See how many layers they can imitate!"

The sound of the cow in Yang Yan's palm was close at hand, and a huge canyon appeared in front of his eyes.

The last scene I saw after riding a bull to the sky with him.

"It's here!"

The fog fluctuated again, and Yang Yan frowned.

"It's not an imitator, it's the sound of fighting again!

someone?Came here! "

Yang Yan is not the first existence to come here, there are strong people who have also crossed the distance of Burying Immortal Valley and came here.

The strength of the opponent is also very strong!

It is estimated that it is at least the realm of a saint king!

"Electric current, thunder light?"

Yang Yan's eyes saw the place of the battle clearly, and the next moment his expression was slightly condensed.

Lightning!

Countless thunderbolts are shining, and one of them is the shadow of a beast stepping into the air, majestic and majestic.

With an aura of dominance, he suppressed it.

"Lei Qilin?"