Chapter 711: Temple Space Station

The sixth-level ferocious beast, which is equivalent to a strong person in the human star sea realm, is as vulnerable as a swaddling baby in front of Lin Tianhao.

The huge body of the ferocious beast fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust. Lin Tianhao's cold eyes stared at the sky at the end of the sea of ​​trees, and said in an indifferent voice: "Sister Cat Emperor, what's the point of doing this?"

"I don't know what the meaning is, but since it is the order given by the leader, we can only follow it, right?" The Cat Emperor clicked his ears, turned his head boredly, and looked into the eyes of the headless monster. In an instant, Full of excitement.

"However, the people in Wanchao Pavilion have hidden their identities. How long will it take to find the man named Luo Xi if we keep searching like this?" Lin Tianhao's eyes showed a hint of impatience: "Instead of wasting time like this, why not? Wouldn’t it be more fun to focus on the Xinglan Divine Martial Arts Conference three years later and let’s go make a big fuss then?”

"Why are you more playful than me?"

"It's not that I'm playful, I just don't like wasting time on some boring rats."

Hearing this, the Cat Emperor bit the magic core taken out from the corpse of the sixth-level monster, and immediately stuck out his tongue: "Tianhao, listen to my sister's advice, the leader wants us to drive out all Wanchao Pavilion, let's do it. That’s right, I know you want to fight someone stronger, don’t worry, with the leader’s temperament, sooner or later we, the Night of the Gods, will run into the twelve war gods of the Xinglan Temple!”

"Well, I really want to fight against the Twelve Gods of War. I want to know whether the twelve strong men who stand at the top of the world are as insurmountable as the rumors say!"

"You, it's still early to challenge the Twelve Gods of War. You should grow up slowly. Sister, I will take care of you... But having said that, this sixth-level magic core is really unpalatable, bah!" Qing spat. After taking a sip, the Cat Emperor puffed out his little face, and his beard trembled slightly on his face.

Lin Tianhao, with his arms hanging down, stood quietly on the edge of the cliff, with a pair of deep eyes, as if he was looking forward to something: "Twelve Gods of War, sooner or later I will surpass you one by one... …!”

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In the southern region of the mainland, there is a mountain stream. A sea of ​​colorful clouds surrounds the mountain stream. Its thickness completely blocks the space inside.

Such a strange sea of ​​seven-colored clouds makes the bottom of the mountain stream shrouded in endless darkness all year round.

This place is full of mystery, but no one dares to set foot here easily, because the outskirts of the mountain stream and the hundreds of miles of mountains are surrounded by a mysterious miasma. It is impossible for ordinary people to pass through this miasma.

"Boss, the miasma here is too fierce. I just threw a coin in it, and it melted into a pool of silver water in an instant..." Xia Daotian shrank his neck and followed Bai Chen angrily, looking at the place with his old eyes. A foggy and unknown territory, full of fear.

"Yes, fortunately, Brother Bai Chen has black flames that can get rid of this poisonous miasma, otherwise we really wouldn't be able to get in!" Tang Qin also looked fearful. Regarding this poisonous miasma, she felt a kind of palpitations in her heart. The poison that their Hades Sect is so proud of is nothing compared to this poisonous miasma.

Bai Chen, who was standing in front of the two of them and leading the way, held a ball of black flame. As the flame jumped, the poisonous miasma around them would quickly dissipate.

With the Holy Flame of Chaos, Bai Chen was not afraid of this poisonous miasma, so when he heard what the two said, he just smiled lightly: "We should be there if we walk for a while."

"Hey, I, Xia Daotian, a mortal, was lucky enough to see the teleportation space station created by the temple. It's all thanks to the boss!" Xia Daotian chuckled.

Hearing this, Tang Qin couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Are you still a mortal? You are in the two-star first-level spiritual realm. You are also a spiritual person after all~"

"Hey, little girl, can you not mention this matter? Do you think I am worthy of being proud of my state?" Xia Daotian was speechless.

"Okay, then your status as a third-grade alchemist should be something to be proud of, right?" Tang Qin said with a smile, holding his little hands behind his back.

As soon as these words came out, Xia Daotian's character of being unable to hide two ounces of sesame oil was revealed on the spot, and he raised his chin upturned with a proud look on his face: "Hey, if you say that, then I don't want to hear it, anyway, I am How can someone who can refine the fourth-grade elixir, Taisheng Dan, be judged by a third-grade alchemist?"

"You call that elixir?" Bai Chen finally couldn't help but turned around: "Lao Xia, if you refine that kind of elixir in the future, it's best not to be in my way. Do you know, I was a I held my breath for half an hour, and many people around me were vomited by the smell of your medicine."

"Who can blame this? I can't control the direction of the wind." Xia Daotian blushed.

Bai Chen shook his head speechlessly, and Tang Qin covered his mouth and snickered all the way.

Under the leadership of Bai Chen, the three people drove for a day and a night, and finally arrived at a lake at an unknown hour.

This is a world without wind and light, but with the golden light shining on Bai Chen's body, the dark world is also illuminated with light.

With the light, they could clearly see the calm and windless lake surface, as well as the seven-colored clouds flowing in the sky, as well as the bald man sitting cross-legged in front of the lake like an old monk in meditation.

The bald man, with skin like bronze, looked indestructible. Ever since Bai Chen and the others arrived, he had been keeping his eyes closed and cross-legged. If he didn't pay close attention to his breathing, Xia Daotian would even suspect that this was a statue. Bronze people, not living people.

Arriving in front of the man, Bai Chen's eyes flickered slightly and fell on the sun emblem on his shoulder. He suddenly shrank and then said with a faint smile: "Uncle, we want to go to the 45th Teleportation Point in the Western Region of the Mainland. , I hope you can come up with questions.”

Anyone who can travel through thousands of miles of poisonous miasma to get here will naturally know where this place is and who is in front of him.

If you know the rules, you must act according to them. After all, the current Bai Chen is not the God of Destruction back then. He does not yet have the strength to break into the teleportation array of the temple.

While Bai Chen was asking questions, Tang Qin's beautiful eyes were mixed with a little surprise, and they fell on the man's shoulders. The sun emblem was obviously a pattern, but it brought a kind of pressure to her invisibly. An irresistible pressure.

After hearing Bai Chen's words, the man still closed his eyes, his cold face showed no emotion at all, and even though he didn't speak, his voice resounded strangely throughout the world.

"Is the world infinite?"

? !

Just six words made Tang Qin and Xia Daotian turn pale.

In the minds of ordinary people, the world is inherently boundless. However, after all, ordinary people are not the same as gods. No one can say whether the world has boundaries or not, right?

Since we can't say for sure, what's the point of this question...