At the end of the road is a brilliant blooming other shore flower.


    "Reincarnation God."


    Lin Fan whispered.


    The picture is silent. Thor and others are obviously talking about something with the other shore flower, but Lin fan doesn''t know what to say.


    The mood is very complicated.


    He did not know how many times he had seen this bright other shore flower, which seemed to run through the whole ancient history.


    Of course, it''s not really his business. It''s all the past, dusty years.


    But at this time, he seriously suspected that his parent-child, Linuo, was the reincarnation of the great God of reincarnation.


    Moreover, according to some historical records, the gods commented that there are two gods who are most unlikely to die in the world. Of course, one is the great God of time and space, but it only ranks second. The first is the great God of reincarnation.


    In the name of reincarnation, and when he became God, his great wish was to reshape the reincarnation of heaven and earth. How could he die.


    Since he was just born, he has been thinking about a question. If Xiao Nuo is really the reincarnation of the great God of reincarnation, how can he deal with himself when he awakens?


    This is by no means groundless. He feels that one day this worry will come true.


    But how.


    At this time, he can only sigh.


    Many things, no matter how you imagine, are useless. You never know how to deal with them without going to any step.


    Lin Fan mourns here.


    It was thought that the so-called barren grave must be buried by that family.


    But at this time, he didn''t think so, just because he had guessed that the God corpse must belong to the great God of the yellow people, but it had been sent to the road of death.


    So who is buried here?


    Is it on the ninth floor?


    Lin Fan frowns.


    The picture appeared again, only Thor was alone, and the God of medicine and the great God of time and space disappeared.


    The Thor came and held the coffin in one hand. At first, I heard all souls crying and howling, and from then on.


    When the coffin was opened, it was a shroud wrapped around the God''s body. It was soaked with God''s blood and was red with God''s power. It was buried under this altar.


    Lin Fan startled!


    It''s the shroud of God. It''s contaminated with divinity. It must be far more than ordinary imperial utensils, even those near God.


    Can he get it?


    This is not disrespect, but he needs a big killer too much at this time.


    Chaos town god clock is really strong enough and killing heaven is really sharp enough, but they all have big defects, that is, the level is not enough. They can carry ordinary emperors, even the first-class emperors.


    However, his enemies could not be just emperors and emperors, and his strength could not be concealed for long.


    At that time, there will certainly be people at the level of the emperor to fight him. He needs self-protection.


    He can only try. It''s God''s shroud. It''s soaked in God''s blood. Maybe he can''t take charge at all.


    Of course, this is just a guess through the picture. What is buried under the altar is the shroud of God. Whether it exists or not is unknown.


    Moreover, the barren grave has been explored by countless people. It is difficult to ensure that someone has found it and taken it away.


    If he got it, it would be an invincible weapon. He had an intuition that even the emperor would turn into a pool of pus and blood under the cover of the shroud.


    He was looking forward to that scene.


    When he started, Lin Fan murmured again about his current dilemma and expressed his respect and sorrow for his predecessors, which began to explore.


    This should have been the soil layer. It was too easy to dig down at the beginning, but it became more and more difficult. It was full of dangers and obstacles. It was like digging a mother gold vein, which was very hot.


    "Ding Dong."


    If the rock slurry water is low, the sound is too clear under the very deep soil layer.


    At this time, Lin fan had gone deep into at least a hundred feet of mud. He saw a red water in front of him, which was carried in a huge stone plate.


    This should be an ordinary hard stone, but it has been washed by the red magmatic water all the year round. It has become a stone plate, and it has been infected red, just like a blood gem.


    "Hiss..."


    Lin Fan suddenly sucks the air conditioner!


    Where is this magma water?


    This is clearly the real blood flowing from a rag!


    The aroma is pungent and makes people''s pores open.


    It''s so tempting. It''s like a deadly poison. I can''t help taking a big sip.


    "Shroud!"


    Lin Fan''s eyes were burning, and he was as fierce as a torch at a hundred feet below the ground.


    This confirmed that it was the shroud. The dark lines on it were too familiar. Lin fan had seen a bit in that picture.


    He worshipped here, kneeling on one knee, very respectful.


    Lin Fan believes that even if the shroud is ordinary, it has been stained with divine blood. It must have divinity. Maybe it has some spiritual consciousness.


    Worthy of his worship.


    "Wuwu..."


    Sure enough, the shroud sobbed like a baby sobbing here.


    "If you want, fight with me until you find the ruthless black hand." Lin Fan said sincerely, "I have an intuition that the ancient gods will reappear one day, and I and the black hand are destined to be enemies."


    He is like talking to a person without any underestimate, and he is open-minded and frank.


    The shroud was ten feet long and stained with blood. It was like the work of a novice cloth Dyer with different colors, but when he flew up, it was like a real sky.


    Lin Fan took it with both hands and felt very heavy.


    This does not mean that the shroud weighs hundreds of millions, but because it is contaminated with the divine blood of the pioneers.


    What I just said is not to deceive the shroud, but that he really has this intuition. One day, he will fight head-on with the ruthless black hand who wiped out the three gods.


    When he took the shroud with both hands, it was as silent as a dead thing. Without sobbing, he folded it carefully and sent it into his inner world.


    The red ''spring'' Lin fan knows what it is.


    That is the essence of divine blood.


    In the erasure of time, the killing machine and God in it fade away, leaving only pure blood essence.


    This must be a great tonic, which must surpass many great medicines recorded in the mysterious code of medicine.


    Lin Fanzhen collected it and put it in the best lanolin jade bottle.


    Of course, he drank a drop.


    "Fierce!"


    His whole body was ignited, his dark hair became ashes at the first time, and his robe turned into nothing.


    "Kaka, Kaka..."


    Lin Fan''s immortal body is chapped, just like the old wall peeling, and the tender granulation is growing. He feels like he has been reborn thousands of times at this moment.


    Every cell in the body is reorganizing, and the hidden wounds caused by the war are made up in an instant.


    Pain and numbness become all his feelings at this time, and all other perceptions are like being abandoned.


    Lin Fan really burned, like an immortal furnace.


    He is slowly changing.


    Half a month later, Lin Fan woke up.


    Simply clench your fist and let the void collapse.


    "It''s incredible. It''s just a drop, which makes me think that I can''t make any progress again."


    Lin fan is happy.


    "Hum, the boy doesn''t know where to hide. He can''t be found all over."


    "Shit, is he a field mouse? Hide in the mouse hole. Lord Fengdu said frankly that the boy was only on the first, second and third floors, but where did he go?"


    "It''s been half a month. I''ve almost searched the third floor and can''t find it."


    "If I meet him at this time, Fei will strip him of his muscles and skin."


    "Damn Lin fan, damn it!"