As early as a few days ago, Pan Ruoshui received the news from Ye Chen's jade slip, saying that he had obtained a place in the ancient tomb and would soon be able to obtain the sacred text with the word 'Feng'. After coming out of the ancient tomb, he could
She sealed the curse seal.
After Pan Ruoshui received the message, he rushed to Fenglei Cave day and night, waiting for Ye Chen to come out.
However, when she heard that Lian Wu Kui, Song Qilin and others had entered the ancient tomb, she couldn't help but worry about Ye Chen's situation.
"Junior brother, just try your best, but you must come back alive. If something happens to you, senior sister will really go crazy..."
Pan Ruoshui clenched his hands and put them on his chest, his eyes were slightly closed, and his long eyelashes kept shaking, looking extremely nervous.
At this moment, another figure was ejected from the void.
Everyone looked and saw that it was Song Qilin from the Tuling Holy Land!
Upon seeing this, Lord Tuling hurriedly stepped forward to take him back, and asked expectantly: "Qilin, have you got the inheritance?"
Song Qilin's face was extremely ugly, he shook his head slightly and said bitterly: "Originally, I was fighting with Wu Kui, and I was very sure of getting it, but I didn't expect that Ling Wujue suddenly came and killed me. I was in a stalemate with one against two.
For a quarter of an hour, no help came, so I had to give up..."
Everyone in the Tuling Holy Land couldn't help but sigh heavily when they heard this.
However, Holy Lord Fengling on the side smiled. Even his strongest opponent Song Qilin was kicked out of the ancient tomb. It seems that this time the successor of the Heavenly Emperor should be born among Wu Kui and Ling Wujue.
These two people are both disciples of his Wind and Thunder Holy Land. No matter who gets it, his Wind and Thunder Holy Land will be the biggest winner!
"Hahahaha, to be able to persist for such a long time in front of two peerless geniuses from our Wind and Thunder Holy Land, Qilin is already very strong, and he deserves to be the number one disciple of the Tuling Holy Land."
Lord Feng Lei was proud of the spring breeze and nodded in praise.
But Holy Lord Tu Ling snorted heavily and showed no appreciation at all.
At this time, both the Shui Ling Holy Land and the Fire Spirit Sect were even more depressed. It seemed that the strength of their own disciples was still far behind compared with the top disciples. They had not even reached the last level.
Especially the Water Spirit Holy Land, which is one of the three holy lands, but is the weakest. If this continues, I am afraid that sooner or later it will make the same mistake as the Fire Spirit Holy Land.
At the same time, on the final inheritance square of the ancient tomb.
Wu Kui and Ling Wujue were fighting fiercely.
The two sides fought for more than a day and a night. In the end, under the power of Wu Kui's powerful thunder, Ling Wujue's body became paralyzed and stiff, his agility greatly reduced, and he became Wu Kui's sandbag.
After hitting Ling Wujue away with another palm, Wu Kui sneered and said, "Shengzi Ling, why don't you admit defeat now? Do you want me, Wu Kui, to kill my fellow disciples?"
The corner of Ling Wujue's mouth twitched, arcs of electricity surged all over his body, and his body kept trembling. This was a sign of being invaded by Wu Kui's thunder power.
"Well, Wu Kui, I will fight you here today. Anyway, it is useless for me to obtain the inherited skills. When I have mastered the body-building skills to the seventh level, I will ask you for a higher level.
Down!"
Ling Wujue snorted coldly, and immediately his body began to fade away and left the space.
After all, he suffered from the attributes of the technique. He only cultivated the physical body, and he had not yet trained the physical body to the point where the pores of the meridians could be closed freely. There was really no good way to deal with Wu Kui's thunder power.
However, according to the nameless body-building magic book he obtained, as long as he reaches the seventh level, he can ignore the invasion of water, fire, thunder and lightning, and then he can challenge Wu Kui.
When Wu Kui saw that Ling Wujue had finally left, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
This Ling Wujue is indeed a bit difficult to deal with. He has trained his physical strength to the extreme. If it weren't for his attribute restraint, it's hard to say who will win and who will lose today.
"Haha, no matter what, I, Wu Kui, am the final winner, and the inheritance of the Emperor of Heaven is mine!"
Wu Kui looked at the huge treasure box suspended in mid-air, his eyes became hot.
"Ling Wujue, that idiot, really thinks that the inheritance of the Emperor of Heaven is limited to Kung Fu? Humph, if that's true, how can I put so much effort into it?"
Wu Kui smiled sarcastically.
If it was just for the sake of Kung Fu, then he would never be so concerned about the Heavenly Emperor's inheritance, and this Heavenly Emperor's inheritance would not be so valued and coveted by all forces.
In addition to the skills, the treasures left by the Emperor of Heaven are what all the monks value.
As long as the Heavenly Emperor's inheritance contains one of these things, he will be prosperous!
Wu Kui came to the treasure box with excitement on his face, and his palms trembled slightly with excitement.
"Before I came in, the Holy Master told me to be careful of rising stars like Ye Chen and Yu Wanqing, but what kind of cats and dogs are these? They haven't even completed the ancient tomb challenge. Are they worthy of being my opponent, Wu Kui?"
Wu Kui laughed happily as he opened the treasure box and looked up inside.
The laughter that echoed throughout the square suddenly stopped...
At the same time, Ye Chen also absorbed the last trace of flame aura and woke up from his cultivation state.
"The peak of the middle stage of the Earth Splitting Realm... is good. It is only a little short of reaching the late stage of the Earth Splitting Realm."
Emperor Chuyang was quite satisfied with his disciple's progress and kept nodding his head.
"Disciple, have you already practiced extremely advanced techniques?"
Ye Chen nodded and said: "Yes, mentor, I have practiced advanced heaven-level skills."
There is no need for Ye Chen to hide anything from Emperor Chuyang.
Emperor Chuyang said clearly: "No wonder, it is impossible for ordinary exercises to have such an absorption efficiency."
Immediately, he reminded Ye Chen: "Disciple, before you are unable to protect yourself, please do not tell anyone that you have the essence of spiritual consciousness. Otherwise, you will be killed. Do you understand?"
"Disciple knows, don't worry, mentor."
Ye Chen chuckled, turned his head and looked down, where Wu Kui was opening the box.
He couldn't help but asked out of curiosity: "Master, what's in that box?"
Emperor Chuyang replied casually: "It's just a basic heaven-level skill that my teacher once collected."
Ye Chen almost burst out laughing when he heard this.
If one were to obtain a copy of the Heavenly Skills in other places, it would naturally be a shocking harvest, but this is the ancient tomb of the Emperor of Heaven.
After spending a lot of effort to defeat all the top geniuses, in the end, I only got a copy of the basic heaven-level skills. I guess everyone would be so angry that they would vomit blood and curse at their mother, right?
And looking at Wu Kui's liver-colored face at this moment, I'm afraid he's not in a very beautiful mood.
At this moment, the entire ancient tomb began to shake, and the surrounding space was continuously torn apart and restored.
Emperor Chuyang said anxiously: "Disciple, this place will collapse soon, please leave quickly!"
"Master, what about you?" Ye Chen also panicked.
"Don't worry about being a teacher, just leave!"
Emperor Chuyang waved his hand and directly fanned Ye Chen's body into the space passage.
"Disciple, remember, my teacher's surname is Zhu, famous saying. If one day you can find the Zhu family, don't forget to go to the ancestral temple to burn incense on behalf of your teacher. Please forgive me, my ancestors, for the unscrupulous descendants of Zhu Yan.