In the secret space, outside the golden palace, the statue of Xuan Ming suddenly spoke.

Yutong and the old woman were startled at the same time, and respectfully paid homage: "Unworthy descendants, please bow to your ancestors."

"Three obeisances and nine kowtows will lead to inheritance."

The Xuanming statue has an aura that transcends all things, and also carries a hint of sacred aura, as if the divine presence is in person.

"The descendants of future generations should pay great tribute."

The old woman looked solemn and paid homage respectfully.

Yutong also kowtowed, looking respectful.

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On the ground, arrays of formations lit up, and the eyes of the Xuanming statue glowed with golden light, looking directly at Jiang Daoming and Crocodile God: "Why don't you worship?"

"Let the master of this palace worship me? Can you bear it?"

Jiang Daoming said coldly, clasped his hands behind his back, and looked at the Xuan Ming statue indifferently: "Inheritance is inheritance, why do you really think you are still alive when you pray three times and kowtow nine times?"

The crocodile god was speechless and looked at the statue.

The old woman kowtowed repeatedly: "Don't blame me, ancestors. The master of the palace is our benefactor. Without him, we wouldn't be able to come here."

"Disrespect to God shall be punished by God!"

The Xuan Ming statue gave a cold shout, and the statue shook violently, and the palace behind it also shook.

Arrays of formations appeared on the ground, and heavy rain fell. In the void, the illusory figures solidified and let out a shrill roar.

"God? Are you worthy?" Jiang Daoming's eyes were cold: "It's you who made the Lord of this palace remember the dead souls under his palm, the Lord of the Kingdom of Rain!"

"Palace Master, please stop saying a few words." The old woman said quickly, feeling cold in her heart.

They still want to accept the inheritance, but Jiang Daoming's bad temper may lead to a fight.

The statue of Xuanming stopped vibrating, but the formation still lit up, and he said in a cold voice: "I hope you have done a good job in escorting me. God, I will forgive you this time."

After saying that, the power of the formation shined, and a faint blue light filled the air, covering the old woman and Yutong.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief. Crocodile God lay on top of the palace master and begged: "Hall Master, let them get the inheritance first."

Jiang Daoming looked at the Xuanming statue and then at the illusory ghosts without saying anything.

The tone of this statue is too similar to that of the Lord of the Kingdom of Rain from the Demon Suppressing Tower.

However, the leader of the Kingdom of Rain was suppressed by the Sword Immortal and killed by himself, so he should have completely disappeared.

Could it be that among the descendants of the leader of the Kingdom of Rain, there is another person with exactly the same personality as her?

"Uh-huh..."

At this moment, Yutong let out a shrill scream.

Wrapped in the formation, strands of power entered Yutong's body, transforming her body.

The old woman looked equally painful, but she could bear it and said respectfully: "Ancestor, give her all your good fortune. I am already old."

The statue of Xuanming was silent for a moment and said: "You are allowed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the blue light that shrouded the old woman flew into Yutong's body.

Wow

The shrill ghost horn sounded, and those illusory ghost figures swarmed in, surrounded Yutong, turned into gray airflow, and sank into Yutong's body.

Transformed by the faint blue light, Yutong's aura changed drastically, his cultivation level instantly broke through, and he entered the seventh level.

The Xuanming Dharma behind him condensed, his bloodline was stimulated, and an aura that overcame all things emitted.

Jiang Daoming looked at the illusory ghost figures. These ghost figures all exuded the aura of the Xuan Ming lineage.

These are the dead souls of the Xuanming lineage!

"Thank you, ancestor!" The old woman kowtowed respectfully and looked at the transformed Yutong excitedly: "With the blood of the ancestral witch and Yutong's talent, he is expected to reach the ninth level in this life!"

"Nine levels? How can descendants of gods stop at the ninth level?"

The statue of Xuan Ming came out with proud words: "She will impact the realm of gods and set foot in the realm of gods!"

"The power of the ancestors." The old woman's face turned red with excitement.

Jiang Daoming looked at the transformed Yutong, and he was surprised by a familiar yet unfamiliar aura.

An illusory ghost slowly merged into Yutong's body. This ghost's aura was restrained, but it couldn't hide one thing. All the ghosts were afraid.

"Are you trying to steal a body and be reborn under the eyes of this palace master?"

Jiang Daoming's eyes were cold, and when he raised his palm, the dragon and the elephant roared together.

hold head high

Moo

The roar of a dragon resounded like a moo, Jiang Daoming's fingers flexed, and the majestic suction enveloped that special ghost.

"You dare to destroy the inheritance!" Xuanming statue was furious: "Human, you have angered the gods!"

A majestic power was emitted, and the lines of the formation were intertwined, actually isolating the suction force, and all the illusory ghosts receded.

That special ghost also took the opportunity to leave and escape into the statue.

"Put away your face!" Jiang Daoming's eyes were cold: "I still can't believe that you will be the leader of the Kingdom of Rain. You were suppressed back then and were killed by my own hands. Why are you still there?

Is the spirit here?"

The statue of Xuan Ming was shocked, and finally stopped hiding. His voice was cold, with a hint of disbelief: "Old friend? How could you still exist after so many years?"

"This palace master is not your old friend, but your soul has survived to this day. Not long ago, I killed you with my own hands."

Jiang Daoming said indifferently: "It's okay if you want to live a good life and inherit the inheritance, but if you try to resurrect, you will only bring about your own destruction!"

"Resurrection?"

The expressions of the old woman and the Crocodile God changed drastically at the same time, and they looked at the statue in horror.

As for Yutong, she was already in a coma, and the formation continued to provide power to transform her body.

"How can you guess the power of God?"

"This palace master has no patience to repeat it." Jiang Daoming said coldly: "I will give you two choices. One, my palace master will destroy you, and two, I will inherit it sincerely."

"presumptuous!"

The statue of Xuan Ming was furious, the formation lines shone, and heavy rain poured down: "If you provoke God again and again, God will grant you destruction!"

boom

The statue shook, and the formation patterns turned into chains, killing Jiang Daoming.

"Don't cherish the opportunity!"

Jiang Daoming snorted coldly, and the ruthless Taoist Dharma image rose up behind him, and the demon field came out in a mighty manner, covering the entire secret space.

Buzz

The formation patterns that rushed into the Demonic Field suddenly stopped, and the silky Qi was like a sharp needle, piercing through the formation patterns.

In an instant, the formation patterns collapsed, and the power of divine suppression filled the air, oppressing the Xuan Ming statue.

Rumble

The palace behind shook, the long-dusted palace opened, and a powerful aura came from the palace.

A middle-aged woman, wearing a dragon robe and a crown on her head, stepped out, but her eyes were tightly closed.

"What?"

"How can it be?"

The expressions of the old woman and the crocodile god changed drastically at the same time. Are they still alive?

The pale face, the stern expression, the rolling air waves shook the demon field.

Jiang Daoming's expression was slightly condensed, and he looked at the middle-aged woman with indifference: "The Lord of the Kingdom of Rain?"

Within the Xuanming statue, an illusory soul flew out and disappeared into the woman's body.

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Chapter completed!