Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1807: You shouldn’t be here

This native of the Prison of Ten Thousand Races has a very out-of-the-box thinking.

Lin Beichen really doesn't know how he, who has never been outside for tens of thousands of years since he was born, understands the outside world.

"When I'm bored, go down to Wanlongyuan to play with those little dragons and let them tell me stories."

Wu Shanglong said: "Sometimes, I would pester my parents to tell me stories. My understanding of the outside world comes from here... So, can you take me out?"

Here, he looked at Lin Beichen expectantly.

Lin Beichen pointed to Li Chenyuan without hesitation, and said, "If you ask him, he is our team leader."

"Oh?"

Wu Shanglong was surprised and said: "His cultivation base is so much worse than yours, so he is the head of the regiment?"

Lin Beichen: "..."

Li Chenyuan: "..."

Wu Shanglong also seemed to feel that what he said was wrong, he quickly explained to Li Chenyuan: "I'm sorry, I'm not saying that you are inferior, but that you are weaker than him."

Li Chenyuan: "..."

Shut up, you bastard.

With so many people, I don't want to lose face.

"According to the military regulations of the Imperial Army, you... cannot go out, you must stay on your own ground."

Li Chenyuan considered his words carefully.

Wu Shanglong said: "But I'm not the forbidden army, my parents are."

Li Chenyuan said: "This...you need to ask your father Lingtang."

"Well, they sure don't want to let me out."

Wu Shanglong said dejectedly: "I have begged many times. Either it means that the outside world is very dangerous, or that it is difficult to violate military orders, or that I am not strong enough...it is useless."

Lin Beichen comforted: "Don't worry, you will be able to go out one day."

"Listening to your words is like listening to a word."

Wu Shanglong rolled his eyes.

Lin Beichen: "..."

The dog can't speak so much, it's better to stay in the prison of ten thousand races honestly, otherwise it will be beaten to death sooner or later.

In the end, the green dragon leaped over Wanlongyuan.

Wu Shanglong's parents are like mountains on the east and west sides, immovable as mountains, and have no intersection with fanatics.

After half an hour.

"It's here."

The green dragon carried everyone to the end of the primeval forest world.

"It's here."

The green dragon carried everyone to the end of the primeval forest world.

Wu Shanglong pinched the green dragon's neck and shook it vigorously, and the latter vomited out a golden and silver dagger.

He pierced through the void with a short silver dagger, revealing the corridor door leading to the upper floor.

"I can only send you here."

Wu Shanglong had infinite regrets, and said: "Brothers and sisters, after completing the task, you must come and play with me when you have time. I am really bored here by myself."

"Next time."

Lin Beichen said.

Everyone enters the corridor behind the door.

The door slowly closes and disappears.

The fanatics were relieved.

To be honest, this level of clearance can be said to be the easiest time since entering the Prison of Ten Thousand Races. Not only did I not encounter any enemies, but I also took a "special plane" all the way. It was as easy as traveling. Just pass with the beautiful scenery below.

The fanatics were relieved.

If only every layer looked like this.

But this good wish was soon broken.

The next level is a vast and surging water world. There are terrifying giant beasts hidden in the seabed. Fortunately, there are guards guarding the guards to protect them. After losing six fanatics, they managed to pass through.

Lin Beichen found a problem.

Every floor in the Prison of Ten Thousand Races suppresses a foreign race.

Lin Beichen found a problem.

Every floor in the Prison of Ten Thousand Races suppresses a foreign race.

Since the Prison of Ten Thousand Races can suppress them, it should be impossible for each layer to communicate with each other.

Every floor in the Prison of Ten Thousand Races suppresses a foreign race.

Since the Prison of Ten Thousand Races can suppress them, it should be impossible for each layer to communicate with each other.

Because even the Forbidden Army stationed there cannot support each other.

But why, they all know about the tribute, and they are still making targeted attacks, extremely violent, as if they will intercept the tribute no matter what the price is.

Because even the Forbidden Army stationed there cannot support each other.

But why, they all know about the tribute, and they are still making targeted attacks, extremely violent, as if they will intercept the tribute no matter what the price is.

Chao Tianwang was not so crazy when he outwitted his birthday.

So, how do different races communicate and exchange information?

Could it be...

So, how do different races communicate and exchange information?

Could it be...

Is it related to the person mentioned by the ancestor of the sand people?

Could it be...

Lin Beichen was very curious.

Is it related to the person mentioned by the ancestor of the sand people?

In the next day, the fanatics passed through the prison within the range of 8,000 without any risk, and finally entered the range of 9,000.

Lin Beichen was very curious.

In the prison of ten thousand races that goes up nine thousand floors, those who are imprisoned are the strongest races among the ten thousand races in the prehistoric universe in the dark ages of the past, and they are also the royal family that once dominated this galaxy and universe.

In the next day, the fanatics passed through the prison within the range of 8,000 without any risk, and finally entered the range of 9,000.

On the 9,000th floor, everyone came to a small cosmic world.

Looking around, the stars formed a strange galaxy.

On the 9,000th floor, everyone came to a small cosmic world.

Clang.

Looking around, the stars formed a strange galaxy.

Clang.

A strange sound came from the depths of the starry sky.

Clang.

It seems to be the intersection of weapons.

A strange sound came from the depths of the starry sky.

It seems to be an armor impact.

It seems to be the intersection of weapons.

"What's that?"

It seems to be an armor impact.

Someone pointed to the starry sky in the distance.

"What's that?"

Lin Beichen looked far away, and his pupils suddenly trembled wildly.

Someone pointed to the starry sky in the distance.

Lin Beichen looked far away, and his pupils suddenly trembled wildly.

In an unknown star dome, a gigantic figure like a **** walked slowly, covering a distance of millions of miles in one step, as if walking in a galaxy.

Lin Beichen looked far away, and his pupils suddenly trembled wildly.

In an unknown star dome, a gigantic figure like a **** walked slowly, covering a distance of millions of miles in one step, as if walking in a galaxy.

In his right hand, he held a rusty long knife.

In an unknown star dome, a gigantic figure like a **** walked slowly, covering a distance of millions of miles in one step, as if walking in a galaxy.

In his left hand, he holds a star.

In his right hand, he held a rusty long knife.

In his left hand, he holds a star.

Clang.

That was the sound of him sharpening his knife with the stars.

The long knife rubbed against the stars, splashing clusters of sparks, making the entire starry sky flickering.

Lin Beichen's throat felt dry for a while.

This is the ancestor.

Absolute ancestor-level existence.

"You guys came a little faster than I thought."

Wei'an God slowly opened his mouth and said, "Follow me."

He held out his long knife.

The blade is vast and long, and the edge cannot be seen at a glance. It appears at the feet of Lin Beichen and others like an endless metal plain.

Li Chenyuan led the crowd onto the blade.

Like a speck of invisible dust, clinging to the blade.

The stalwart **** walks in the galaxy with a knife in his hand.

Turning the direction of the blade is a distance of tens of millions of miles.

Lin Beichen's scalp was numb.

The existence of this realm is beyond his imagination.

Ancestral level.

Is this the existence of the ancestor level?

Judging from his appearance, he should be a **** general in the Forbidden Army, but I don't know one of the twenty-four ancestors of the human race, which one is he?

"Senior, can I tell you your name."

Lin Beichen said loudly.

Li Chenyuan couldn't help but sweat for him, in front of the ancestor, he dared to ask a question?

Lin Beichen said loudly.

Li Chenyuan couldn't help but sweat for him, in front of the ancestor, he dared to ask a question?

"No Name."

Li Chenyuan couldn't help but sweat for him, in front of the ancestor, he dared to ask a question?

The stalwart **** said calmly.

"No Name."

"Which one of the twenty-four ancestors of the human race is the predecessor?"

The stalwart **** said calmly.

Lin Beichen continued to ask questions.

"Not among the twenty-four ancestors."

"Which one of the twenty-four ancestors of the human race is the predecessor?"

"Not among the twenty-four ancestors."

The stalwart gods.

Lin Beichen continued to ask questions.

What?

"Not among the twenty-four ancestors."

Lin Beichen was shocked.

The stalwart gods.

Although he had heard long ago that among the emperor's forbidden army, there were existences comparable to the ancestors, but at this moment, he was still greatly surprised.

What?

Although he had heard long ago that among the emperor's forbidden army, there were existences comparable to the ancestors, but at this moment, he was still greatly surprised.

Could it be that besides the twenty-four ancestors of the human race known to the world, are there ancestors?

Lin Beichen was shocked.

Could it be that besides the twenty-four ancestors of the human race known to the world, are there ancestors?

Although he had heard long ago that among the emperor's forbidden army, there were existences comparable to the ancestors, but at this moment, he was still greatly surprised.

What Wei'an God suppressed was the 9,000-story Prison of Ten Thousand Races, which is already at the ancestor level. Doesn't that mean that the guards guarding the next 999 floors all have ancestor-level existence?

Could it be that besides the twenty-four ancestors of the human race known to the world, are there ancestors?

At least nine hundred and ninety-nine ancestors?

Impossible.

At least nine hundred and ninety-nine ancestors?

Absolutely impossible.

Impossible.

According to what Wang Zhong and Zou Tianyun said, it was the saint who betrayed and injured the emperor, and the luck of the human race began to decline. How could the ancestor of the saint seriously injure the emperor?

Absolutely impossible.

Lin Beichen didn't want to believe it.

There are so many ancestors in the world, but they still can't completely suppress all races. Now that the human race is withered, if all races return, wouldn't it be the end of the world?

Lin Beichen didn't want to believe it.

Just as Lin Beichen's thoughts were frantic, the stalwart **** spoke again.

There are so many ancestors in the world, but they still can't completely suppress all races. Now that the human race is withered, if all races return, wouldn't it be the end of the world?

"You shouldn't be here."

Just as Lin Beichen's thoughts were frantic, the stalwart **** spoke again.

He looked at Lin Beichen.

"You shouldn't be here."

Eldest Young Master Lin almost went back to the city directly.

He looked at Lin Beichen.

Could it be that this unnamed ancestor-level existence again saw some secrets about himself?

Eldest Young Master Lin almost went back to the city directly.

Could it be that this unnamed ancestor-level existence again saw some secrets about himself?

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