When Wang Baole was teleported to the imperial tomb, feeling something was wrong, in the starry sky market, which was very far away from the galaxy where the Divine Eye civilization was located, Xie Haiyang, who helped Wang Baole complete the teleportation, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, a smile appeared on his face and murmured.

"Brother Baole, I Xie Haiyang is very reliable in doing things... The three thousand red crystals contain more than just intelligence, door opening and teleportation... and there is still a chance!"

"And timing... is the most expensive, because your appearance at this time will allow you to learn a series of information and... something that will change the future."

"As your investor, I am already sincere enough to you!" Xie Haiyang put down the teacup and smiled slightly.

At the same time, Wang Baole, who was pausing in the sky in the tomb of the Divine Eye Civilization Emperor, had a strange light in his eyes and felt it again.

"Am I really the son of luck?" Wang Baole was silent for a moment and looked around. In fact, Wang Baole didn't feel the extremely exaggerated sense of rejection that Xie Haiyang had said before.

It would be fine if he just didn't feel it, but in his current consciousness, all the plants and trees around this imperial tomb, and even this world... seemed to have an indescribable intimacy and enthusiasm for himself.

For example...When my eyes came, the vegetation on the earth immediately swayed, as if we were welcoming me, and for example...When I was standing in the air at this moment, the wind came to my feet to support me, as if I was worried that I would consume my spiritual power.

All of this made Wang Baole's eyes flash slightly, and a guess instantly emerge in his mind.

"Maybe...is it because I have practiced the Nightmare Eye Art? So it is considered to be the royal bloodline? Or... there is no so-called royal bloodline. As long as I have practiced the Divine Eye Art, it will meet the requirements?" Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. He felt that this guess was a certain possibility that it was correct.

"However, why do I still think this matter is weird..." As he murmured, there was suspicion in Wang Baole's eyes. After pondering, his body shook and fell directly among the grass and trees below. Looking at the swaying vegetation around, Wang Baole's eyes fell to the surrounding trees again, and finally walked towards one of the big trees with many small fruits. When he stood in front of him, he suddenly spoke.

"I would have eaten a bigger fruit."

As soon as the words came out, the fruit tree suddenly shook a few times, and all the fruit withered in an instant. Only the fruit closest to Wang Baole not disappeared, but instead grew rapidly. It only took a few breaths. The fruit turned from the size of the fingernail before, like a fist.

This scene made Wang Baole take a deep breath, "It turns out that there is a problem. Even if I practice the Nightmare Eye Art, I won't let this change here change." A cold light flashed deep in Wang Baole's eyes. This abnormality had aroused his high vigilance, and there was a vague guess in his heart. However, this guess was hidden by him in just a flash, and even this confusing thought was hidden by him. To some extent, even his thoughts were not contained, let alone his expression, naturally, they were not revealed at all.

Instead, a cough made my heart feel proud.

"It seems that I am really the son of luck." Wang Baole sighed and said that he was helpless. He was obviously very low-key, but fate always had a crush on him, which made him unconsciously become the son of luck in many places.

"In this way... there is no limit to one stick of incense for me..." Wang Baole touched his stomach, and his body shook as he sighed. With the help of the wind under his feet, his speed was extremely fast, and his spiritual consciousness dispersed and he headed straight forward.

It seemed that at this moment, even his thoughts were proud and he did not have much doubt, so that even if someone deliberately peeked into his heart, he could not see too many clues. But in fact... in Wang Baole's sea of ​​consciousness, the planetary palms nourished by the eternal fire were ready to explode at any time.

This means that Wang Baole's deep heart... has been extremely alert!

This is a method that is almost self-hypnosis. To some extent, it can be considered as deceiving yourself, so that you can form such vigilance in your heart, but not revealing the thoughts at all, but instead give people a sense of complacentness.

With this kind of complacent, Wang Baole flew forward swaggeringly. The range of this imperial tomb is quite large. At Wang Baole's speed, it takes half a stick of incense to finish it. But shortly after he walked out, Wang Baole's figure paused again, with a strange light in his eyes. When he turned his head to look to the right, his figure was blurred instantly until it disappeared.

After his figure dissipated for about twenty breaths, seven or eight long rainbows appeared in the sky from the direction Wang Baole had looked at before. The speed of these long rainbows was relatively not very fast, and the fluctuations in their cultivation were only the Nascent Soul. While they were dressed gorgeously, their expressions were full of arrogance. In a faint sense, the breath of the Divine Eye Art scattered on them and whistled past where Wang Baole disappeared.

The seven or eight people did not notice that when they flew past, the middle-aged monk at the last time had a wisp of black mist on his hair, wrapped around it, and even drilled into it along his ears. In the next moment, the person's body shivered, and a faint twist appeared around him.

This scene was naturally not noticed by the monks in front of him, so no one knew that the twist at that moment was Wang Baole who changed into this person in an instant, and even sealed the person he changed and put it into the storage bag.

Even by the way, he completed a simple soul search.

"Royal Family..." Wang Baole, who had become a middle-aged monk, followed the people ahead and galloped in the sky, his eyes flashed slightly. Through the soul search, he knew that these people were all children of the royal family, and at the same time he also saw why they were here and what they were going to do next.

"The Emperor of Divine Eyes of this generation is about to open the gate of the cemetery. All the royal monks are ordered to go? It's interesting. The opportunity Xie Haiyang found for me is too exaggerated..." Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. Because there were not many things he knew about by the soul searcher, Wang Baole only noticed it, but he was not in a hurry and followed everyone silently. While the imperial tomb was howling, he came to the center of the deep area of ​​the imperial tomb in half an hour!

From afar, Wang Baole saw a huge statue in the center. The statue stood there, looking down at all, with no mouth and nose on its face, only a huge eye!

Although it was made of stone, the moment Wang Baole saw the eyes, the Nightmare Eye Art in his body circulated on its own. After being suppressed by him, he followed the companion monk in front of him expressionlessly and approached the statue.

And here... hundreds of monks have gathered.

These monks were obviously not all the same people. They clearly formed two groups. One group was on the periphery, about 30 people, wearing colorful robes, wearing purple masks on their faces, and their aura was sharp and they had strong evil spirits. Their cultivation was also amazing. In addition to the five fluctuations in the magical power, Wang Baole immediately recognized one of them after seeing them, and this person must be a spiritual immortal!

These people have one characteristic, that is, their bodies contain bloody breath. If you look closely, you can see that each person is holding a blood-colored jade pendant in his hand!

The bloody radiance of these jade pendants seems to offset the rejection here to a certain extent, so that there is no sign of rejection around them.

This scene made Wang Baole narrow his eyes and look at another group of people.

This group of people approached the statue. They were dressed in gorgeous clothes and had fluctuations in the Divine Eyes. It was obvious that they were all from the royal family, especially the fluctuations in the four of them were the strongest.

These four people are old men, three of whom are wearing purple robes, and their cultivation is actually in a great perfect state of God. They are looking at the only person wearing yellow robes, crowns, and dressed like emperors.

"Brother, so... are you reluctant?" One of the three old men in purple robe spoke coldly at this moment.

As soon as his voice came out, the old man, who looked like an emperor, shivered, looked weak and helpless, and looked at the three beside him in fear and spoke bitterly.
Chapter completed!