Wang Le, who held the flying sword in his natal magic weapon, rushed to the dome of the tomb, and frantically circulated the purple gold magic power in his dantian, swung out a series of extremely sharp purple gold sword lights and blasted towards the dome!

Rumble!

For a moment, the stones falling from the dome of the tomb fell like raining, hitting Wang Le, who was rushing up against the trend.

In order to escape from the dangerous area as quickly as possible, Wang Le rushed forward and did not dodge at all, allowing the falling stones to hit his body.

If the stone is too big, Wang Le will directly swing out his natal magic weapon, flying sword, and continue to rush out to the dome with constant speed.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Le, who flew to the dome of the tomb, let out a long roar, and then he used Nanhuaguan's sword inheritance technique. While pinching the sword technique, he carried purple magic power to pour it into his whole body, and also the flying sword in his natal magic weapon tightly held in his hand.

"Man and sword are united!"

In the flash of lightning, Wang Le, who was united with man and sword, burst out with dazzling purple-gold light, just like a small sun dispelling the boundless darkness emitted by the painted black flames.

Then Wang Le, who was united with human and sword, disappeared from the tomb space and rushed into the ground.

The black flames with fangs and claws were like an extremely surging tsunami. They followed Wang Le to the dome of the tomb, and looked like a momentum that was about to burn everything in the world, making people shudder.

For Wang Le now, even if he holds the flying sword of his natal magic weapon, even if he blocks a large number of old monsters in the sky, he cannot stop him from moving forward bravely, let alone soil and rock layers.

It took only two or three minutes in front of each other. Wang Le, who left the tomb of Ying Zheng deep underground, rushed into the mountain, split the entire mountain from the inside out, flew into the sky.

Under the bright sunshine, Wang Le, who was separated from the human sword, opened his mouth and put away his natal magic weapon, and then looked down at the ground calmly.

At this time, the mountains that were split in half began to collapse quickly, and were completely swallowed by the painted black flames burned from the tomb deep underground.

After seeing this, Wang Le couldn't help but frown. He didn't want to see the black flame burning and harming the other side.

After all, it was caused by Wang Le.

But in the face of such a strange black flame, Wang Le also felt very difficult. Obviously, it was not something that could be destroyed by sprinkling water.

Just as Wang Le felt the heat waves come and quickly dodge, the black flames soar into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the painted black flame appeared in the shape of a huge black lotus, with an area of ​​at least hundreds of acres.

At this moment, Wang Le, who was avoiding the high altitude in the distance, could vaguely feel the faint breath of Ying Zheng's soul from this huge black lotus flame.

Just when Wang Le was shocked and puzzled by this, Ying Zheng's familiar voice sounded again in his mind, and he said with reluctance and hatred: "When we meet again, I will let you fall into the Avici Hell and will never be able to reincarnate!"

Wang Le smiled and was about to refute, when he saw the huge black lotus flame in the sky, suddenly disappearing out of thin air.

Following Wang Le, he could no longer feel the breath of Ying Zheng's soul.

At this time, Wang Le also read relevant information from the memory fragments that poured into his mind. He couldn't help but think in his heart with surprise: "I'll put it aside, this black lotus flame is actually the flower of reincarnation mentioned earlier in Ying Zheng!"

As for the more detailed information about the Flower of Reincarnation, Wang Le couldn't help but mutter to himself with regret: "It's really a world of wonders. I didn't expect that there is such a magical existence in the world."

At this moment, although Wang Le did not believe in his previous life, the fact that Ying Zheng swallowed the flower of reincarnation to preserve the memory of his previous life, and then reincarnated from the gate of reincarnation to the abandoned land made him doubt a certain degree of his belief.

But it's just a bit of suspicion, because Wang Le believes that there have never been two identical leaves in the world!

Even if there is really a previous life and the next life, are you really the same person in the previous life and the self in this life?

In Wang Le's opinion, it is obviously not!

Thinking of this, Wang Le decided not to think about it anymore, because if he continued to think about it deeply, he would wrap himself in and completely start to doubt his life.

"Reincarnation is a matter of opinion, and there will never be a philosophical question with the only answer!"

Wang Le thought to himself that he would throw away all kinds of distractions about reincarnation and stop thinking about it carefully.

At this time, I saw the location of Ying Zheng’s tomb on the earth. Because of the black flames, that is, the burning of the flower of reincarnation, everything in this area turned into nothingness, forming a huge bottomless pit.

Perhaps in the near future, streams in all directions gather here, and this bottomless pit will become a beautiful lake.

The real Ying Zheng tomb was completely erased from this world without leaving any trace.

Wang Le did not feel any regrets about this.

Because in his opinion, the tomb of the First Emperor Ying Zheng is a huge pit of death.

Looking at the thousands of Terracotta Warriors made of real people, Wang Le felt very uncomfortable.

In Wang Le's eyes, every Terracotta Warrior is a tragedy, and the civil servants, military generals, eunuchs and maids in the palace all make this caucus smoky, full of blood and evil.

It would be better to be burned by the flower of reincarnation, so that the countless unjust souls who died inside can rest in the true sense.

As for why the flower of reincarnation was swallowed by Ying Zheng in the previous life and entered the gate of reincarnation, why it still exists in this life, it is not something that Wang Le can know.

For this reason, Wang Le carefully digested the memory fragments that poured into his mind, but in the end he did not get a satisfactory answer.

However, digesting these memory fragments in Ying Zheng's soul also gave Wang Le a lot of gains.

Among them is the supreme spiritual cultivation method that Wang Le dreams of.

After reading the content of the exercises, Wang Le immediately discovered that this set of supreme spiritual cultivation techniques was incompatible with the cultivation system in the martial arts world.

This is obviously not the martial arts inheritance of the abandoned land, but the martial arts technique in the other world.

Wang Le was very happy while fulfilling his wish, and was filled with resentment and regret and said in secret: "Oh, the tomb of this old thing was burned, it's no big deal. Unfortunately, even so many treasures were destroyed, and I didn't get it."

Just as Wang Le complained secretly, his heart suddenly moved, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly realized something.

That is the Tao treasure that Ying Zheng once mentioned.

Although the flower of reincarnation is extremely magical, the Taoist treasure is born and raised, so Wang Le doesn't believe it and is burned to ashes!
Chapter completed!