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The rules were completely different.

The spiritual energy was much denser than outside, but it did not seem real. When Yang Ping opened the Penetrating Golden Eyes, she was still unable to see through the rules of Tombstone House, and was shocked. If the Tombstone House's rules were not real, then the Tombstone House could avoid Yang Ping's origin strength.

Either way, it was a great thing.

Yang Ping took a deep breath and observed heherurroundings. She realized that the space was not very big, it looked like a tall mountain, but it was actually only the size of a football field. Nine sets of paintings were standing in space. Each painting was like a maze, one look at each painting and one would immediately fall into it. It was clearly quiet in the painting, but when she looked over, his mind was forcefully pulled.

If one was able to see through nine paintings, he would be able to ascend to the second level.

Saint's talent was not bad, but in the end, he had only just seen through the nine pictures. In truth, after Saint had seen through them, his strength had improved a little, but because he had just entered the second floor, it was simply too embarrassing.

Passing the second floor was the Saint's Inherent skill. From this, one could see how terrifying of a requirement one's talent had to meet in order to advance further.

With every step up, the difficulty increased exponentially.

Every three levels represented a qualitative change. If one wanted to pass the third floor, their talent far exceeded that of ordinary geniuses, so one could obtain the rewards of the Ancient Martial Arts of Heaven Level once they reached the fourth floor.

"Although I do not know the use of Tombstone House, judging from how the Heavenly Tomb devoured the souls of the dead, it should have had a bad intention. The Heavenly Tomb cannot let the Martial Cultivator take away a high level Ancient Martial Arts for nothing." Yang Ping muttered. He did not look at the nine paintings, but stared at the dusky space instead.

The Tombstone House should have been separated into many spaces, otherwise, with so many Martial Cultivator entering, they would have definitely encountered it. However, Yang Ping did not sense the auras of the other Martial Cultivator s.

"Interesting."

Yang Ping finally set her gaze on one of the paintings. Immediately, the space around him changed and mountains and rivers appeared before her eyes. The moment their eyes met, Zhang Xuan's Soul Depth immediately soared.

Even if it reached Yang Ping's current realm, it would still receive nourishment.

An impressive Tombstone House!

Yang Ping sighed in her heart. Although the nourishment is very little, it still has an effect, and she had to admit that out of the nine pictures, the road of Saint Stage was expressed. Everyone's obsession is different, so the imprint in the drawing is also different.

For example, the nine paintings, most of them were landscapes, which meant that Yang Ping desired a peaceful life.

If it was a person with a heavy murderous aura, then the painting would show the Golden Spear Iron Horse, causing a chaotic world of strife.

"..."

Because the scenery was too beautiful, he was immersed in it, constantly experiencing the feeling of longing and unable to extricate himself. However, to those with firm wills and exceptional talent, they walked over with a single glance.

The nine paintings wanted to confuse Yang Ping, but they seemed too inexperienced.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The nine paintings all shattered.

In the dusky space, a little bit of golden light lit up, illuminating Yang Ping's face. An altar appeared beneath her feet, her figure flashed, and then she disappeared. Evidently, she had entered the second floor.

In the same space.

The nine wise men were still comprehending.

9 pictures, on it was a universe ship from outer space, as it hit Earth and was heavily damaged, it required a long time to repair. In the picture, after the spaceship was repaired and could fly into space, the 9 sages were extremely excited.

Nine sages, nine small spaces, but the scene they saw was almost identical.

Home!

In the distant stars appeared a twinkling planet, deep in the universe, the home they had always wanted to go to. But the Earth's resources were too scarce to be repaired, so they were trapped on Earth.

Ah!

Because they really wanted to head home, when the universe ship flew into space, they were wild with joy.

But it was also the rhythm of him going berserk.

The eyes of the wise man turned mad. He wanted to jump up, so he leaped forward and the dusky space disappeared. Their vision blurred as they stood at the entrance of the Tombstone House, then walked out of Tombstone House in a daze.

Talent level 1.

The nine wise men were all carefully selected by Nicholas, and were unable to pass even the first level.

The people of different clans who were waiting outside to watch the show held their hands, looking at the nine sages with weird expressions on their faces, and almost laughed out loud. He previously thought that the wise man was awesome, casually moving three to four levels, but now, it seems that not even passing the first level was no different from entering the Martial Cultivator, who had the worst talent in the Heavenly Tomb.

The wise men stood silently in the doorway with dark faces.

Ruyan seemed to have already predicted the outcome of these people, and said softly: "Yang Ping, I hope you can give those people a surprise. Otherwise, this heavy Heavenly Tomb will be like the past, falling into the cycle of reincarnation. "

Her face was filled with worry. She was worried about the people of the dawn.

Nicholas opened his eyes. The nine inscriptions in the air were shattered, he had comprehended the first level, but he was actually extremely fast, only slightly slower than Yang Ping. However, if someone was here, they would definitely be shocked. This was because Nicholas was not looking at a spaceship, but at a completely different scene.

Endless darkness enveloped the earth.

And a monster with black wings, descended onto earth.

Nicholas revealed a faint smile, and sighed: "China's Heavenly Tomb truly lives up to its name. Even at my realm, it is still able to comprehend some new things, I am truly looking forward to the scene within the Ninth Level."

Suddenly.

When the nine wise men left the Tombstone House, Nicholas sensed it.

Others might not be able to sense the existence of the outside world, but Nicholas could.

His eyes flickered with uncertainty. In the end, he calmed his heart and continued moving forward.

At the same time.

The fifth floor.

A gray-robed man sat cross-legged in the middle of the air. The five paintings in front of him rotated around him, and impressively, there were traces of the Heavenly Dao on them. It was like lightning, like a hurricane, like a storm, like the Great Thousand Worlds.

The fifth floor already had the rewards of a high-grade Heaven-ranked Ancient Martial Arts. Since ancient times, for those who could climb the fifth floor, regardless of era, they had to die before they could climb the mountain.

Opening his eyes, the light of darkness shone through the five paintings.

The grey-robed person stood up and said indifferently: "Heaven's Heart is my heart. Senior Brother, your dao is actually branded on the fifth floor of the Tombstone House.

"My Dao is more powerful than yours!"

Boom!

The five paintings were shattered. The gray-robed man had passed through the fifth level and finally reached the sixth level. It took him an hour to reach another level of talent. He was almost the most perfect physique in the world because he possessed the genes of countless experts.

He passed the five trials easily.

The darkness dissipated, revealing a handsome face.

It was Hong.

No one would have thought that Hong would continue lying dormant in the Tombstone House, wanting to pass the higher level of the Tombstone House test, and seemed to be waiting for something just as the other experts were about to reach the third floor.2

"I can definitely make it to the ninth floor."

The heart of the heavens is the trace of my heart. Occasionally, the image of the stars disappearing would flash past, signifying that he had fused with many supreme experts and was about to create his own path.

With one step, he ascended to the sixth floor.

The instant Hong entered the sixth floor, a pair of eyes lit up in the fifth floor.

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