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Chapter 145 The Heritage of the God of Fighting

Murong Qingfeng looked at Xiao Yan and showed a helpless look.

"You should know the second place on the Tianhuo List." Murong Qingfeng seemed to ask an irrelevant question.

"I know, her name seems to be Qingcheng. Does Murong Qingcheng have anything to do with her?" Xiao Yan said in shock.

Murong Qingfeng neither nodded nor shook his head. He continued: "At the invitation of the ancient ancestors, the ancestor of my Murong family and the ancestor of the Qi Sect, the three fighting gods of Qingcheng were not satisfactory. Qingcheng was at a disadvantage, but she had no sign of defeat, but I don't know why Qingcheng herself destroyed herself in the end."

"Self-destroying?" Xiao Yan said in confusion.

"That's right, it's self-destruction. Qingcheng split into three parts. One carries Qingcheng's power, part carries Qingcheng's original heart fire, and part is Qingcheng's pure heart. The first two parts entered the lower plane, while the other part continued to stay in the Creation Continent." Murong Qingfeng continued.

"The three parts of Qingcheng split will automatically find their masters, and we don't know about time and direction. Qingcheng became the master of Pure Heart when he was born a hundred years ago. Qingcheng can survive in the Creation Continent, but she has no way to practice. The worst thing is that Qingcheng will become the hunting target of the other two parts. Because this is the inheritance brought down by Qingcheng, only one of the three people is destined to live." Murong Qing Fengdao.

"One of three people can only survive?" Xiao Yan was shocked. This seemed too unfair to Murong Qingcheng.

"It's not necessarily true. As the saying goes, man conquers nature. As long as the other two people are willing to give up the opportunity to become the God of Fighting, perhaps she may still have hope of living. However, in this world, strength is often the most respectable, and the chance to become the God of Fighting and the most terrifying God of Fighting. In the face of such huge benefits, how many people do you think are willing to give up?" Murong Qingfeng said.

"Then the Murong family knows who the other two are. Have they appeared?" Xiao Yan said.

"We don't know either. At first we thought that one person might be you, but later we decided. Although you have Qingcheng's Zihuo, you cannot become her inheritor. However, I guess Qingcheng's other two clones should have also come to the Creation Continent. Perhaps they wouldn't take action before the Fighting Immortal, but Yidan and the others could reach Fighting Immortal or they could sense each other before they reached Fighting Immortal." Murong Qingfeng said.

"Can't Murong Qingcheng protect Murong Qingcheng with the strength of the Murong family?" Xiao Yan said in confusion. Murong Qingcheng, as an outstanding disciple of the Murong family, could not be unable to protect Murong Qingcheng.

"How many people know Qingcheng's thoughts? That woman can even do something about self-dividing. Who knows what she has?" Murong Changfeng said.

"It can be said that there are not many beautiful worlds, and no one knows what will happen in the future." Murong Qingfeng said.

"Also, since the inheritance of the God of Fighting has been mentioned, I have another point to remind you that there are at least three talents in our academy that have the inheritance of the God of Fightinging. You'd better not provoke them too much. One is Liu Feng from the Artifact Sect, the other is Zhao Yunhai from the Alchemist Guild, and the other is Lan Bin of the Lan family. If their ancestors agree, then they will have the opportunity to win the top presence in this continent." Murong Qingfeng said.

Xiao Yan shook his head. The God of Fighting is a distant existence for him, and it has both advantages and disadvantages through inheritance. Therefore, Xiao Yan felt that his strength was better for practicing himself.

"Okay, you have a good rest soon. Before the Black Alliance auction, we will have an internal family competition. Then we will lead a team together." Murong Qingfeng said.

"A family's internal competition!" Xiao Yan said curiously.

"This competition mainly tests their respective ability to adapt to changes and understand the strength of the team members, and enhances the coordination of cooperation. The auction of the Black Alliance Information League is even more grand than the auction we went to last time. The items there are almost all over 100 million items, with extraordinary value." Murong Qingfeng said.

Valued at 100 million gold, Xiao Yan couldn't help but think of those who were sent to the Black Alliance. But they should belong to the underground alliance. Why did such a blatant auction actually have such an auctioneer activity? Moreover, from Murong Qingfeng's tone, Murong Qingfeng seemed to have no resentment towards this auction. What's going on?

Xiao Yan returned to his room with confusion but saw Lan Bin with a sad face.

"So what's wrong with you? A dead face." Xiao Yan said.

"Hey, I remember you mentioned that your ancestor was Xiao Xun, right?" Lan Bin said to Xiao Yan. He accidentally remembered something again today.

Xiao Yan remembered what Xiao Wanqing said to him when he left Lingzhou.

"Well, may you have news about him?" Xiao Yan said in surprise.

"No, but there is a blood hatred between me and the forces he is in. I hope he will do nothing wrong, otherwise I will kill him. I will remind you first." Lan Bin said lazily.

"The deep hatred of blood." Xiao Yan didn't know what to do in his lifetime.

To a certain extent, Xiao Yan and the Xiao clan also have a deep feud. However, on the one hand, they are the ancestors who have blood ties, and on the other hand, they are their own brothers. How should this be solved? Xiao Yan doesn't know, and doesn't want to know.

"If he really did something wrong, I would never stop him from making up for it." Xiao Yan finally made up his mind.

"I hope so." Lan Bin said, closing his eyes and thinking about something.


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