At the same time, I traveled through time and space, I dominated the heavens and the worlds

The three of them looked around and did not find any traps in the room.

Lin Bei raised his eyes calmly and looked at the door in front of him. It seemed that if he wanted to pass through here, he had to open that door.

He walked to the door and stood still. After looking at the door carefully, he found that there were several layers of magic on it to lock the door.

Lin Bei raised his eyebrows, glanced at the lifelike stone statues above the exquisite gate, and turned sideways to speak to Philen and Fulilian.

"Phelan, come and unlock it."

These spells were no problem for him and Fulilian. He could even break these layers of magic by just pushing the door slightly.

He had other things to do, so he left the lock-picking to the younger generation.

Besides, it can also allow Philen to become proficient in magic such as lock picking.

Although Philen didn't know why Lin Bei asked her to unlock the door, she walked over obediently with the staff in her hand, pointed the staff at the door covered with intricate patterns, and silently broke the magic.

Lin Bei raised his chin towards Fulilian again and smiled faintly.

"Next, it's our turn to take action. Fulilian, you should have discovered it by now, right?"

Just as Lin Bei said this, Fulilian had already clenched the staff in her hand and looked up at Lin Bei calmly: "Of course, the magic fluctuations are too obvious, and I don't know what they have to hide. Wouldn't it be faster to just take action?"

As he spoke, Lin Bei raised his hand, pointed his index finger at the stone statues on the surrounding walls, smiled faintly and chanted a spell.

"The flames are blazing."

The next second, scorching flames appeared out of nowhere and transformed into a huge fire dragon, roaring towards the stone statue.

Fulilian was not idle either. She used attack magic and accurately hit a stone statue.

As the two launched their attack, the stone monsters on the wall could no longer hold on and began to scream and flap their wings and fly away.

Several stone monsters escaped Fulilian's attack, but could not escape Lin Bei's fire.

The tongue of fire licked the tip of the stone monster's wings lightly, and the flames instantly spread upwards along the wings, devouring the stone monster completely, burning it into a pile of residue that fell to the ground.

Fulilian was a little surprised and looked at Lin Bei calmly: "This is a gargoyle. Is your magic power strong enough to burn through the stone with fire?"

Lin Bei shrugged and said indifferently: "Maybe, or maybe they are too weak."

Fulilian nodded slightly. She didn't think there was anything wrong with Lin Bei's strength. After all, he came from another world.

However, the two's disrespectful attitude angered the stone monsters in the air. The stone monsters roared angrily at the three of them, then flapped their wings and swooped down at them.

Originally this was a trap room, but at the same time you had to open this door to pass through.

It would be troublesome if you were alone, because the walls were full of stone monsters, and it was not easy to defeat them.

If you are not careful, you will be torn into pieces by these stone monsters.

Of course, these are nothing to Lin Bei.

There was no need for Fulilian to even take action again. Lin Bei used "Burning Flame" again on the gargoyles. The flames roared out and swept across the upper half of the room.

All the stone monsters were enveloped by the heat wave, and were burned into slag amid their shrill screams, falling to the ground in pieces.

Fulilian was slightly surprised. She looked up at Lin Bei and asked calmly, "Can your fire magic also change its form? Is there a second stage?"

Lin Bei put one hand in his pocket and walked back to Philen: "It can't be said to be the second stage... It may be affected by my own strength, so it has undergone the second stage of change. In the end, my strength is too strong."

As he was speaking, Philen had already unlocked the last lock.

With a slight "click" sound, the door opened.

Fulilian didn't think Lin Bei was too arrogant to say this. The last time she saw him destroy the demons, she knew that Lin Bei did have the capital to say this.

Shrugging, Fulilian didn't ask any more questions and walked towards the door first.

Lin Bei and Fei Lun followed immediately.

Next, the three of them passed through various levels, killed many monsters, and cleared many trap rooms, and continued to go deeper.

Just as Lin Bei and the other two entered a pitch-black corridor, they saw a faint light coming from the distance ahead, accompanied by the sound of continuous fighting.

Lin Bei raised his eyebrows slightly: "Finally met the other candidates?"

Fulilian looked ahead calmly. She hesitated for a moment before she spoke: "Something is wrong ahead. This Tomb of the Fallen King seems a little too simple."

Feilun hugged the staff tightly and continued to walk forward with Lin Bei and Fulilian. She asked curiously: "Why do you say that, Lord Fulilian? In fact, I feel that from just now to now, the Tomb of the Fallen King is powerful enough, but you two are enough to crush this Tomb of the King."

The light in front of him became brighter and brighter. Lin Bei snorted and laughed: "Philen, the standard of this world is not like that of you kids. There are many powerful magicians in this world. As for why Fulilian said that, you will know it later."

When the three of them walked out of the corridor, they saw that it was actually a spacious hall.

There are stairs on all four sides of the hall, with only an ancient sculpture standing in the middle. The surrounding walls are inlaid with countless copper murals, which are exquisite and beautiful.

But these are not the key points. The key point is that there are quite a few magicians in the hall at this time, and they are all injured to varying degrees. Judging from the situation, it is difficult for the opponent to deal with them.

As soon as Lin Bei and the other two appeared in their field of vision, the six magicians' faces changed drastically, and they shouted in despair, "Don't come over here!"

Lin Bei stopped as he was told, but Fulilian and Philen were still preparing to move forward.

Lin Bei still looked calm. He smiled and tried to stop Fulilian and the other two: "If I were you, I wouldn't go over there."

Feilun was a little surprised: "Why, Lord Lin Bei, aren't the magicians in front injured? We can go over and help them."

Lin Bei pointed in front of the six magicians, and saw a cloud of smoke in front of them. It was obvious that they had just suffered a serious injury, but there was a figure swaying in the smoke, and it seemed that he had not been harmed by any magical attack.

Lin Bei sighed slightly: "The reason why this scattered royal tomb is difficult to conquer is not because of the intricate terrain, nor because of the countless traps, nor because of the fierce monsters inside.

It has not been conquered so far because there are magic props left by the demons. These props will copy the magic power of the magicians they see, change into the magician's form, and use the magic power of the magician. Moreover, the stronger the magician, the stronger the copy will be, and the magic power will be almost equal to the original."

As he was talking, the smoke and dust in the hall gradually dissipated, and the figure in the smoke and dust finally revealed its true appearance.

There were a total of six people in the smoke and dust. Except that they were covered in mud color, their clothes and appearance were exactly the same as the six magicians opposite.

Soon, the six magicians fought with the six clones again. Various magical light effects filled the hall, and countless explosions came from all directions.

Feilun frowned, a little worried: "What should we do now, Master Linbei, Master Fulilian, should we go back the same way?"

Fulilian shook her head. If she returned the same way, it would waste a lot of time. The quickest way was to pass through this hall and then another hall to reach the deepest part of the king's tomb. Lin Bei thought so too.

He flexed his wrist and smiled faintly.

"Why should we turn back? The end is right in front of us. It would be better if we don't just rush over. Besides, I don't believe that this clone can completely copy my strength."

That’s right, Lin Bei recognized that this kind of copying prop would indeed cause many magicians to fail here.

But he is different.

If he releases all his power, the world will not be able to bear it. You expect to completely copy him with just a copying prop?
ridiculous.

Thinking of this, Lin Bei signaled Fulilian and Philen to stay here and he would be back soon.

Fulilian was happy to have some free time, so she pulled Philen to sit down, ready to admire Lin Bei's heroic figure.

Lin Bei jumped down the stairs in a few steps and came to the six magicians who were fighting hard.

Originally, the six magicians and the six clones were fighting fiercely, but suddenly the female magician was the first to notice something was wrong.

Her face turned pale, and she pointed at the replica in front and screamed: "Oh no, a new replica has appeared!"

The expressions of the others changed drastically after hearing this. One of the older male magicians said in a stern voice: "How is this possible? There are only six of us. We can kill a clone in no time. How could this happen..."

Before he could finish his words, another bald magician was horrified to find that there was another person beside them without them knowing when.

The man was an elf. No one noticed when he approached, and no one even detected his presence.

He just put his hands behind his back and watched everyone fight to the death.

Of course, this person is Lin Bei.

Originally, Lin Bei was ready to help after approaching, but seeing that they were concentrating on dealing with the clone, he felt it would be impolite to act rashly.

Just stand aside and watch, waiting for them to discover you.

Now, there is a sudden clone, which scares the six magicians out of their wits.

The bald magician's face turned pale, and he yelled at Lin Bei: "You just came here... Tsk, didn't we tell you not to get close? There are replica props left by the demons in this Tomb of the Broken King. As long as they sense the magic power of the magician, they will all be copied over. Why did you insist on coming here? Isn't this giving us another difficult enemy to deal with?"

The other magicians took the time to look over and noticed Lin Bei with an innocent look on his face.

For a moment, everyone felt furious, but this was not the time to argue with Lin Bei. They had to launch attack magic together to blast the weakest of the clones into pieces.

Just when the weakest copy turned into fragments and disappeared, the copy of Lin Bei had already been fully formed.

Lin Bei looked up at the replica that looked exactly like him, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "This magic is quite interesting, it's exactly the same as mine. So what magic do I use, will he also use the same magic?"

As he spoke, Lin Bei slowly raised his hand, pointed at one of the clones, and uttered a few words lightly.

"Thunderbolt explosion."

In an instant, a fireball appeared out of nowhere and went straight towards the clone. The clone did not try to dodge and was greeted by the fireball.

When the fireball hit the replica, a violent explosion was heard.

Under the shocked gaze of the six magicians, the replica was blown into pieces and disappeared on the spot.

How can this be?

Just now, the six of them joined forces to deal with the clones, and they almost used up all their magic power before they destroyed one clone.

How could this elf use just a simple attack magic to make a clone explode on the spot?
If they remembered correctly, these clones were not easy to deal with at all.

However, before they could react, the clone of Lin Bei opposite slowly raised his hand.

Lin Bei smiled and reminded: "If I were you, I would not stand here in a daze, but run away immediately."

Everyone came to their senses and remembered the power of Lin Bei's attack just now. They couldn't withstand this move.

Thinking of this, the six magicians screamed and ran away in all directions, as if they would be killed instantly by the clone if they were a second slower.

As soon as the six magicians dispersed, Lin Bei's clone used the same magic as Lin Bei.

A fireball appeared out of nowhere and rushed towards Lin Bei.

Lin Bei stood still and greeted the fireball. He was also very curious about how much of his strength the cloned body could perfectly replicate.

Just as the fireball reached Lin Bei, a beam of fire suddenly appeared out of nowhere, turning into a spherical shape and completely enveloping Lin Bei.

As the "boom" explosion sounded, countless smoke and dust rose from Lin Bei's body, covering the sky and almost half of the hall.

On the high platform in the distance, Fulilian and Feilun showed slightly surprised expressions. Fulilian touched her chin and said thoughtfully: "This clone is interesting. However, compared with the magic used by Lin Bei just now, the magic of this clone..."

Feilun also saw something. She tilted her head and smiled slightly: "I can feel that the magic power of the clone is not as strong as Lord Lin Bei, but this magic item should be able to completely copy the magic power of the magician. What is going on now?"

Fulilian curled her lips slightly and explained calmly: "If this is the case, it can only mean one thing, Lin Bei's magic power is already so strong that it exceeds the upper limit of copy magic, and it is an existence that this copy magic cannot copy."

Philen was stunned for a moment, then nodded silently. Yes, how could someone as powerful as Lord Lin Bei be controlled by such a small magic prop?

Given this result, I believe the battle below will be over soon.

Fulilian and Philen completely believed in Lin Bei, but the six magicians did not know Lin Bei and did not believe him at all.

On the contrary, I think Lin Bei is here to cause trouble.

When the explosion sound gradually subsided, the six people stood firmly in a panic and looked back towards the center of the hall.

The "Thunder Explosion" that Lin Bei's clone used just now was quite powerful, and even the sculpture in the middle of the hall collapsed.

In the countless smoke and dust, the clones could not be seen clearly, nor could Lin Bei's situation be seen clearly.

The bald magician frowned and said unhappily, "I told you not to let him get close, why didn't you listen? Now you've been killed by your own copy, and you don't even have time to use your escape tool, right? In this world, anyone dares to take the first-level magician assessment."

This statement was immediately echoed by other magicians. A long-haired female magician crossed her arms and sneered, "That's right. Look at how many magicians we encountered when we came in who killed themselves because of their arrogance. Now it seems that he is not the only one who is missing."

Seeing the smoke gradually dissipate, the other magicians didn't want to say anything more, and only asked worriedly: "What should we do now? There's one more, and our magic power is almost exhausted." (End of this chapter)