Time Travel: The Strongest Hidden Successor Dies at 25?

"You are!" Yan Lun looked at Chai Wen, looked at the familiar black coffin and hammer, and couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"Ah, yes, yes! It's me, it's me!" Chai Wen pointed at Lian Fu again, "My little friend is here too!"

"How are you doing with the hundreds of friends? Finally! I don't think I saw a few of them. They've all been eliminated."

Yan Lun's eyes were cold. If this person hadn't interfered, he would never have lost so many people at the Huo Pass, which would have made the subsequent passes even more difficult.

"Don't let me find a chance to meet you later in the Yinghuo Dynasty." After Yan Lun said this, he stepped forward to accept the apocalypse.

"Tsk~ It's such a great show of friendship as a landlord!" Chai Wen said intentionally or unintentionally in Lin Mo's direction.

Chai Wen is still closer to the Tianguan Dynasty than the Yinghuo Dynasty, and he can remind them of one thing.

If this Lin Mo is a stupid young man who is provoked by this Yan Lun and insists on fighting with others in the Yinghuo Dynasty, no matter what the outcome is, he will definitely be the one to suffer.

Lin Mo just frowned, and then returned to his previous demeanor.

"Yan Lun, the power of five stars, the apocalyptic power of pyrolysis!"

Yan Lun came back with an angry look on his face.

The ninth place actually ended up with less star power than the tenth place!

"Haha, the ranking does not represent the final strength, nor does it represent the upper limit of your future achievements. There are many strange things in ancient times. Even if you are not in the top ten, there are not a few who are in the minority!"

The heavenly painter said that such examples appear every year, and he is no longer surprised.

"Therefore, I hope you will keep your Taoist minds clear, the road to immortality is long, and don't let your temporary gains and losses cause you to lose your mind."

These ten people are all the treasures of the Tianwu Continent. The academy has always maintained a neutral attitude, no matter which force these people end up belonging to, so they always follow the guidance.

"Boy of the Yan family, don't be discouraged. Your position in the Lieyang Army belongs to you. If you lose this time, you can regain your position in the future."

Yan Tong also said, what the Yinghuo Dynasty needs in the future is not a general with a glass heart.

"I sincerely follow the instructions of His Majesty the Emperor and the Director of Painting."

Yan Lun cupped his hands and replied, and at the same time he really took back the hot spiritual energy, making the elders around him nod.

He has both the courage to kill and a wise heart, and his future is limitless.

"Eighth place, Mr. Leopard."

"Tsk, tsk, I thought you could charge forward, but I didn't expect you to reach eighth place. Not bad, little leopard." Chai Wen couldn't help but tease when he saw an acquaintance.

"Our race is the best at cooperating. They only need to ensure that they can achieve enlightenment and I can climb to the top alone. Just as Master Hua said, most of the people who will climb up below are from my race." Mr. Bao replied, but his eyes fell on the black man next to Chai Wen. On top of the coffin.

"Still thinking about my ancestral black coffin?" Chai Wen raised his eyebrows.

Lord Bao didn't say much, he just stepped forward to carry out the apocalypse. I believe that the people present in Jiuli, especially Commander Zuo Xing, have also seen that the black coffin is prepared.

"Leopard Lord, the power of the four stars, the apocalyptic power: the black jade of the beast!"

"The seventh one, Tong Sheng Lun, comes forward to Tianqi."

This person's aura is very strange. He is obviously dressed as a monk, but he wears a dead ghost mask. He has a nondescript aura.

"The power of seven stars, the apocalyptic power: Buddha and Demon!"

Everyone present was shocked when they heard this! Seven stars!

"It seems like another extraordinary person has appeared this year, Jie Jie Jie!" A man wearing a purple robe descended here.

"One of the great priests of the Twelve Spiritual Palaces, the Demonic Tengu!"

"Meet the great priest!"

"Great Priest!"

The Heavenly Painter's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw this person. In the past, Lingmen rarely appeared during the apocalypse.

Even if they appear, they are the two more gentle great priests. Tianxing Horse or Psychedelic Jade Rabbit should not be the ones coming.

"Jie Jie Jie, everyone, go on, I'm just catching two little mice passing by."

But as he said this, his eyes were fixed on the little novice monk.

"Kid, that's great. Your Apocalypse is similar to mine, so you can join my sect."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. Finally, a potential stock with the power of seven stars came out. Is Lingmen going to intercept Hu directly?

The novice monk was also stunned when he heard this. He belonged to the Western Buddhist Kingdom, and his original intention of coming here was only to carry out enlightenment.

Unexpectedly, the process was surprisingly simple, and he was even protected by the power of seven stars.

However, he still wanted to return to the monks to recite sutras and practice, and did not change his mind, so he reincarnated directly.

"No, donor, you are too evil. You are not one of our Buddhas. I just want to return to the Buddha's land."

"Jie Jie Jie, am I too angry?"

The tengu laughed heartily and his expression gradually became crazy.

"I am one of the Twelve Divine Palaces, and no one has ever dared to disobey me!"

"What's more, judging from the fluctuations in your apocalypse just now, you and I are clearly on the same side! Sooner or later, we will have our hands stained with blood and reach the top of power!"

"A young monk doesn't know how to kill people." Tong Shenglun just shook his head.

"Jie Jie Jie, let me ask you one last question, can you enter the spirit gate?" Tengu asked gloomily.

"No, little monk."

"Then you die here."

A pair of Tengu's wings suddenly opened from the body, and its hair was messy and white-yellow in color. There were also blood-stained graffiti and the bones of unknown creatures interspersed among them.

It gives people a sense of primitiveness, bloodthirsty, and strength.

These wings were so big that they really blocked out the sky and the sun, casting a layer of shadow over the entire land.

"Apocalypse Power: Judgment!"

"Stop! Tengu! This is against the rules! The Tianwu Continent has never acted like this during the apocalypse. You are such a spiritual leader and you know it!"

The Heavenly Painting Master stood up. He had always heard that in the Twelve Great God Palaces, the Demonic Tengu had always acted recklessly, but he didn't expect this guy to be so crazy!

Is this to kill the children in front of all the Apocalypse and the forces of Tianwu Continent?

Are you really not afraid of being held accountable afterwards or the will of heaven backlashing you?

“The country is picturesque!”

The heaven-painting master waved his pen, and the world seemed to have boundaries with a paintbrush. The tengu was outside, blocked by thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and the rest of the people were inside the painting.

The Heavenly Painter can serve as the host of the Apocalypse all year round. In addition to being able to sense and feedback what happens in the Apocalypse, his excellent defensive detour ability is also an important guarantee.

The Heavenly Painter closed his eyes and felt for a while, his expression solemn, and everyone was getting ready to make a move.

In the painting world, a large number of spiritual power holders and powerful warriors began to flow into the imperial capital of the Yinghuo Dynasty.

There are even a few breaths, and the strength is so tyrannical that it is not inferior to him at all.

But in the face of such a strong person, the actual effect of his painting world is limited, and it is easy for him to suddenly kill like a tengu.

At this time, all parties need to work together to encircle and suppress it, but that is under normal circumstances, and now that the death of Lingshou is imminent, all parties are ready to take action.

How many people can really be trusted...

I originally thought I could at least survive until the end of the apocalypse...