The inheritance from the five directions cannot escape the relationship.
Demons are most likely the masterminds.
And Qin Chen has to face everything no matter what.
Leaving Lingyue Underground Palace, Jian Bo, Jin Zhe, and Yan Ruhua were all in very low moods along the way.
Tang Ming's death was a huge blow to them.
There are very few disciples of the Holy Beast Sect, except for Wen Xianzhi, there are only eight of them in total. Therefore, the eight of them have a very good relationship, just like a family. They usually seem noisy, but the more they are like this, the deeper their relationship becomes.
Qi Feiyun, Qi Zhiyu, Qi Hao and others also left with Qin Chen and his party.
On the grassland, you can see as far as the eye can see.
Yun Shuang'er looked at Qin Chen and whispered: "This Eight Desolations Holy Sword..."
At this moment, Qin Chen said: "Tianhong Holy Sword and Bahuang Holy Sword were used by Weiyang Holy Emperor and Tianhong Holy Emperor in the early years. You and Ziqing have slowly cultivated them. Now they are not suitable for use. Otherwise, even if you are
The realm of the Little Saint King may also be counterattacked by the Eight Desolations Holy Sword."
After finishing his words, Qin Chen looked at Shi Gandang and Yang Qingyun, and said: "The Dark Blood Shield is made with the Dark Blood Stone as its core. You can use the stone very well. You should not use the Jinglong Sword, Qingyun, for the time being.
Otherwise there will be backlash.”
Several people nodded at this moment.
"Master..."
Yang Qingyun looked to the other side. Jian Bo, Jin Zhe, and Yan Ruhua were all in a low mood, with red and swollen eyes, and said, "What are you going to do?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Chen also looked at the three of them, and then said: "What else can be done..."
"Now that we have reached this level, we have the Lingwu Family, the Duanqing Clan, Jingyue Dongtian, Moyun Sect, and Tianwu Dao. If we don't recognize them, we have to accept them. Killing people will pay for their lives."
Yang Qingyun nodded after hearing this.
This is what Qin Chen's temperament is.
At this moment, Qin Chen already had concerns in his mind.
Weiyang Holy Land, between a mountain range.
At this moment, Ling Wuyan and Lingwu Qingfeng hurried over with their people, and a group of people also appeared in the mountains at this moment.
"Lingwu Yan!"
"Lingwu Qingfeng!"
A figure walked out at this moment and said in surprise: "What are you so anxious about?"
"Where's the clan leader?"
"The patriarch is here, talking about things..."
After hearing this, Ling Wuyan went directly into the mountain range and at the foot of a mountain without saying a word.
At this moment, Lingwu Liang and several senior officials of the Lingwu Family stood still at the foot of the mountain.
In addition to those people, there were several figures in black robes sitting on a few rocks with their heads lowered.
"Clan leader."
Ling Wuyan rushed in directly at this moment.
Lingwu Liang looked at Lingwuyan with a sharp look in his eyes.
"Forgive me, Patriarch!"
At this moment, Ling Wuyan hurriedly bowed and cupped his hands and said: "It's something serious."
"Qin Chen led people into Lingyue Underground Palace and took away the five sacred objects."
As soon as these words came out, Lingwu Liang's expression changed.
"This Qin Chen..." Lingwu Liang snorted: "I know that I definitely know this place quite well. I came here just for Wen Xianzhi."
Ling Wuyan said again at this moment: "Not only that, that guy can actually activate the Holy Moon in Lingyue Underground Palace to re-display everything in Lingyue Underground Palace back then."
"Wen Xianzhi...Haotian...Yi Lingzhi...and how Tang Ming was killed..."
As soon as these words came out, on the other side, among several men in black robes, a figure stood up and said in a vicissitudes of voice: "So, he saw the demons?"
Ling Wuyan nodded at this moment.
At this moment, everyone present looked cautious.
"Just know it!"
At this moment, a man in black robes stood up and said calmly: "The Holy Lord Yu Tian has not appeared after 80,000 years. This time, we originally hoped that this guy could open Weiyang Holy Realm and help us open the dead.
Of the altar.”
When Lingwu Liang heard this, he bowed and said, "God, if he knew about it, would this kid still open the altar of the dead?"
"Will do!"
The man in black robe spoke calmly.
"According to what you have discovered before."
"This son hates the demons deeply. If we cooperate with the demons, he must hate us as much as he hates us."
"Now, knowing that several members of the Holy Beast Sect have been tricked by us, they will definitely open the altar of the dead and use the inheritance left by our ancestors from the five directions as a threat to force us to come forward."
"We are threatening the three people of the Holy Beast Sect. Isn't this guy also holding the cards to threaten us?"
Lingwu Liang nodded when he heard this.
"God, after all, this boy killed two Holy Emperors of the Blood Demon Clan..."
"I know!"
The old man said calmly: "The veins of the Holy Dragon are really powerful. But this time, I am in the territory of Weiyang Saint, and the blood demon clan has made good arrangements."
"This time, we only need the inheritance and legacy of our ancestors from the Lingwu family. If the Blood Demon wants Qin Chen, they will have to put in more effort!"
Lingwu Liang nodded after hearing this.
"Okay, now that things have been exposed, there is no point in covering it up."
At this moment, the old man stood up and took off his robe and hat.
At this moment, in the valley, several senior officials of the Lingwu Family were all bowing to the ground.
"This time, I, Lingwu Dongtian, should also show up to let all the forces understand that in this Rainbow Holy Territory, our inheritance is ultimately the master."
At this moment, under the robe, a face that looked extremely weathered appeared.
At this moment, Ling Wuyan was shocked.
He knew that fifty thousand years ago, during the battle to slay demons, many members of the Lingwu family suffered many casualties, but a few of them faked their own deaths to avoid the so-called curse seal of the Holy Lord Yutian.
Unexpectedly, one of them was actually the clan leader at that time - Lingwu Dongtian!
"Let's go to the Altar of the Dead and see what Qin Chen will do!"
Lingwu Dongtian chuckled at this moment, and several people behind him also took off their hats, revealing their true faces.
If you look carefully, you can see that none of them are the top elders from the Lingwu family who fought in the battle fifty thousand years ago. These few are not dead.
At this moment, Lingwu Liang also left with Lingwu Dongtian...
At the same time, in the territory of Weiyang Holy Land, Qin Chen led Qi Feiyun and others through the grassland and reappeared among a mountain range.
But as we go deeper into the mountains, the front gradually changes.
The tall mountains no longer exist, but broken mountains appear before everyone's eyes.
Moreover, those broken mountains were almost cut off from the roots, and the mountains collapsed and turned into piles of rocks piled together.
Looking around, it's the same everywhere ahead.
There were no trees or grass, and it was filled with a dead atmosphere, as if not even living things existed.
At this moment, Qin Chen looked forward with deep eyes.
"Altar of the Dead!"
Qin Chen murmured: "I'm here again!"
Qi Feiyun, Yang Qingyun, Ye Ziqing and others also looked at it, and at a glance, besides deathly silence, there was still deathly silence.
But as the gaze stayed for a longer time, those dead breaths gradually turned into... desolation at this moment!