The light flashed, and Luo Sha appeared in the outside world. After just a few simple battles with Zi Chen, he became half dead, losing half of his life.
"Damn it, damn it."
Luo Sha's eyes widened with anger, and he looked frantic. His concealment methods were almost ineffective in front of the opponent. Every time he took action, the opponent could always sense it in advance, which made him lose the opportunity. From the beginning of the battle, he was suppressed until he was stepped on. Arrive at the formation and leave half dead.
There was a pool of blood in front of him, and his whole body was sluggish.
"It's over, it's all over now." In addition to his anger, Luo Sha's eyes were also full of despair. The Ten Thousand Years of preparations of the Heavenly Slaughter Alliance were ruined today.
Luo Sha swallowed a treasure pill, and the injuries all over his body were recovering visibly to the naked eye. The endless breath of life was nourishing his body, and the bloody holes pierced by the spears all over his body were also recovering rapidly.
Suddenly, Luo Sha's eyes widened and he stared straight ahead, his face showing an expression of anger or excitement.
In front of them, the thousands-meter-high stone sword disappeared before their eyes, and the restriction they had struggled to break through before appeared again.
Luo Sha blinked his eyes, and after confirming that he had read it correctly, endless anger ignited in his heart, and he cursed loudly, "I will stab you, I will stab you, I will stab you, you are not bullshit, and you still dare to lie." Your father, I will fork you."
Luo Sha was really angry. This damn restriction was restored again. He was obviously trying to deceive people again. In his heart, he had already paid his respects to the ancestors who created the ruins.
"Fuck me, beat me to death, I don't even believe you anymore." Angrily, Luo Sha cursed until his mouth went dry. Then he thought about it, something seemed wrong. Those barbarians hadn't come out yet, so he left quickly to avoid Barbarians suddenly appeared and killed him.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it. Ten thousand years of preparation, countless resources spent, and yet it was just a joke." Luo Sha cursed and walked away.
In the hall, Mr. Mo suddenly appeared. He had extraordinary knowledge in formations, and he could see the problem here at a glance.
He looked directly at Shi Jian, and his expression changed slightly.
"How about it, Mr. Mo, is there any inheritance here?" Everyone looked at Mr. Mo expectantly.
Mr. Mo didn't say anything, but turned to look at Lu Peng and asked, "Do you see what's going on?"
Lu Peng looked at Shi Jian again, looked at it carefully, then shook his head and said, "No."
Mr. Mo sighed lowly and said: "It seems that Ao Baichuan at that time had a much higher level of formation skills than you. This is the divine forbidden soul-locking technique. Even you didn't see any of it, and others didn't. You will find clues.”
Everyone's eyes lit up instantly, and the monk was the first to say: "Mr. Mo, what you mean is that there is still inheritance here."
Mr. Mo's eyes fell on the stone sword again and said: "Of course, and it is an extraordinary inheritance, an inheritance that even Ao Baichuan could not take away."
After saying that, Mr. Mo smiled and said, "Otherwise, he wouldn't have gotten a Divine Forbidden Soul Lock here."
"The Divine Forbidden Soul Locking Technique." Lu Peng was startled and asked: "Mr. Mo, you mean that these handwritings were written using the Divine Forbidden Soul Locking Technique."
"You can take a closer look," said Mo Lao, who seemed to be interested in cultivating Lu Peng.
Lu Peng's eyes widened, and then he looked at the ancient characters. At this moment, adding professional methods, Lu Peng discovered that the seemingly casual handwriting before actually had traces, and he also felt it. Hidden light spiritual power.
Moreover, even the Soul-Eating Rat was not aware of this kind of spiritual power.
"Sure enough, it is not an ordinary handwriting. This is the real divine forbidden soul-locking technique. As expected of the master, he was much more accomplished in formations than I was at that time."
At this moment, they were certain that Ao Baichuan, who left the name, was the famous human slaughterer in the barbarian land many years later.
There was something really weird here, and everyone's expressions became excited. Then, under the guidance of Mr. Mo, Lu Peng began to break the formation.
As the seal appears, the spiritual power falls on Ao Baichuan's handwriting. According to the method of breaking the divine forbidden soul lock, these restrictions are slowly being broken, and then they all dissipate.
"Buzz."
As the last writing disappeared, the stone sword began to glow, and a killing intent emerged from it. It had changed from the previous stone sword into a lightsaber, completely changed and no longer ordinary.
But the glowing stone sword is not a real inheritance. It just tells that there is still inheritance here, but if you want to get the inheritance, you must break the restrictions on the stone sword.
Even Ao Baichuan could not break this restriction back then, let alone Lu Peng now.
Therefore, everyone's eyes fell on Mr. Mo again.
In Mr. Mo's eyes, the stone sword had turned into a series of restrictions and rules. His eyes shone and he couldn't help but marvel.
"Old Mo, what's going on?" Everyone looked at Mr. Mo nervously. If even Mr. Mo couldn't break this restriction, then everyone would end up like Ao Baichuan.
Leave a message and leave.
"Tsk, tsk." Mr. Mo was amazed and said with a smile: "This is a very ancient formation."
"Can you open it?" the monk asked nervously.
"Although this is a very ancient formation, it couldn't be simpler." A meaningful smile appeared on Mr. Mo's face, and he said: "It's just a guidance formation, very simple, but very ancient. , and it is not applicable. It has been lost for a long time. Ao Baichuan is only a figure in the past ten thousand years. It is not surprising that I don't know about it."
Finally, Mr. Mo smiled and said, "If he knew this guidance formation and inherited it, his achievements would be much higher."
When everyone heard this, everyone became excited. As for Ao Baichuan, no one felt sorry for him.
After that, Mr. Mo simply waved his hand and hit a few seals, and the restriction was broken.
I saw ripples appearing on the glowing stone sword, and then the entire ripples began to twist, forming a vortex.
The vortex slowly expanded, and a dark passage appeared in it, and in the passage, a crazy murderous intention emerged.
This murderous intention made people look pale, as if there was a peerless evil creature deep in the passage. Everyone couldn't help but retreat, and the light around them flashed to resist this murderous intention.
Everyone stepped back, except for Zhang Haotian, who did not react at all. Instead, he was bathed in murderous intent, and there was a look of enjoyment on his cold face.
"Is this a perversion? I can still enjoy such a strong murderous intention. No wonder I feel cold all day and night. It turns out there is something wrong with my orientation." Looking at Zhang Haotian, the monk said with some jealousy.
Obviously, even a fool can see the scene at this moment. This is Zhang Haotian's opportunity.
Rentu got the first half of the inheritance from here, and then passed it on to Zhang Haotian. Now he comes here with the inheritance, obviously to collect the second half.
Zi Chen looked ahead and said: "He is not good at words, has always been cold, and is decisive and ruthless in his actions. This path is very suitable for him. However, he has acquired this inheritance that is almost born to kill. I don't know what he will become." What does it look like?"
As he said that, Zi Chen glanced at Shangguan Bingxi next to him and found that his expression had changed slightly.
When Zi Chen met Shangguan Bingxi for the first time, the latter said that he was not handsome, cold, and cool. He obviously had a liking for cold people. Zhang Haotian was handsome and cold, which was a perfect match for Shangguan Bingxi.
Moreover, Shangguan Bingxi was in a bad mood during this period, and everyone's persuasion was ineffective. Only the cold words of Zhang Haotian could make Shangguan Bingxi feel better.
The murderous intent in the hall became more and more intense. Even if everyone held up their light shields, they could not bear it. Shangguan Bingxi and Wang Xianer's faces could not help but turn pale.
The vortex was expanding, and the passage formed was also expanding, until one person could pass through it smoothly. Then, a suction force came from the passage, and this suction force fell on Zhang Haotian, slowly pulling his body closer to the passage.
At this moment, Zhang Haotian turned around. He was bathed in the overwhelming murderous intent, and with his cold expression, he looked like a murderous god.
Fortunately, the expression of the God of Death changed in the next moment. He was not good at words and suddenly spoke, his face full of gratitude, "Thank you, thank you all."
He looked at his friend, and finally on Shangguan Bingxi's face, there was a slight pause, and then his figure disappeared.
The passage also disappeared, and the luster of the glowing stone sword gradually faded, and then returned to normal again. If the murderous intention in the hall was not still there, everyone might think it was just an illusion.
"The inheritance of killing is something even the Heavenly Slaughter Alliance is jealous of. When Zhang Haotian comes out, I don't know how much the combat power will increase." Lu Peng's eyes were filled with anticipation.
Everyone also nodded.
After that, it’s time to consider whether to stay or leave. Obviously, accepting the inheritance will not take place in a day or two. It may take several months or even years.
"Wait here for now. After all, half of the inheritance has been passed on, and maybe the other half will be passed on soon." Zi Chen finally spoke.
"boom."
But at this moment, the entire hall began to tremble, and then a terrifying murderous intent swept across, like a storm, swallowing everyone up.
When the murderous storm dissipated, everyone discovered that they had reached the outside world, surrounded by an empty area, and the towering stone sword could no longer be seen.
"It was sent out directly. It seems that the inheritance will take a long time."
Zi Chen looked around and said, "Leave a mark here and let's continue deeper."
Zhang Haotian became the first beneficiary, and the rest continued to delve deeper.
Next, the soul-eating rat became a miserable guy, being held up by the monk, who had to find out the Buddhist inheritance.
"Monk, if you find the Buddhist inheritance, how about sharing the six-character mantra." Zi Chen suggested.
"Amitabha." The monk rarely recited the Buddha's name, put on a compassionate look, and then chose to remain silent.
Every time this issue comes up, the latter ignores Zi Chen.
A few days later, everyone arrived at an area again. At this moment, the Soul-eating Rat shouted excitedly, "Found it, found that area."