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Chapter 1357 The complete inheritance of Wood God, the injured fairy

 "People must know how to be satisfied," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"This sentence is also for you," said the sage Zixia.

"Where is the rest of the inheritance?" Xu Zimo asked.

"I can give it to you, but you have to promise me one thing," Sage Zixia replied.

"What's up?"

"Although I am now a Holy King, my realm is still a bit unstable.

If I encounter a strong enemy, I am afraid my life will be in danger," Sage Zixia said, "So I need you to protect me."

"I can't possibly promise you this," Xu Zimo shook his head.

"I want to go somewhere else and I won't stay here forever."

"It doesn't matter, I can go with you," Sage Zixia said with a smile.

Xu Zimo looked at the other party deeply and said, "I'm afraid this is your purpose."

"You should go to the Blazing Fire Realm," Saint Zixia pointed to the sky above his head.

He smiled and said, "I just happened to be tired of staying there and wanted to visit other areas."

The nine realms are like a pagoda, starting from the lowest level of the mortal realm.

They are the realm of ghosts and gods, the realm of evil spirits and the realm of blazing fire.

As the name suggests, the Blazing Fire Realm is dominated by fire, and this is a world dominated by the Fire Tribe.

"What is your purpose?" Xu Zimo asked.

"No purpose, I just want to go see it with you," Sage Zixia said with a smile.

"But I guessed it right, you are indeed not from the Evil Demon Realm."

He had secretly suspected before that Xu Zimo was not a native of the Evil Demon Realm.

Instead, we have to go up to the nine realms step by step to find the inheritance of the nine ancient gods.

As for its use, he didn't know, he was just curious to see it.

Besides, he had been in this demonic realm for too long, and even he was a little tired of it.

"Do you know how to get to the Blazing Fire Realm?" Sage Zixia asked again as if he was afraid that Xu Zimo would not agree.

Although the nine domains are connected to each other, not just everywhere is connected to each other.

In fact, the sky above the head and the void of the Blazing Fire Realm are one and the same, and it is difficult to break them at all.

Only by finding a weak place in the void can one enter the blazing fire domain.

"Then tell me how to get to the Blazing Fire Realm," Xu Zimo asked with interest.

"The quiet path of the lotus pond, the Tianhuo family," the sage Zixia said with a smile.

"As early as 160,000 years ago, the Tianhuo Family controlled the only passage from the Evil Demon Realm to the Blazing Fire Realm.

From now on, anyone who wants to enter the Blazing Fire Realm must obtain their consent."

"It seems you know a lot," Xu Zimo replied.

In fact, it is not difficult to find out about this matter. Xu Zimo can ask Sizu, and the other party should know.

"Then will you take me with you?" Sage Zixia asked.

"Let's go, but I am not responsible for your personal safety.

When necessary, you must obey my instructions," Xu Zimo said.

"Yes," Sage Zixia agreed directly.

Said: "Now I can pass on the remaining half of the inheritance to you."

Xu Zimo was not in a hurry and asked again: "Have you met your ancestors?"

"You are curious about the origin of my inheritance," Sage Zixia said with a smile.

"This is not an important thing, our family's inheritance does not need to be passed on at all.

Because every descendant carries his own inheritance with him since he is born."

"Bringing your own inheritance?" Even Xu Zimo was surprised.

"That's right, since I was born, everything about inheritance has been in my memory," Sage Zixia replied.

"This is the inheritance method of bloodline, and your ancestors are amazing," Xu Zimo said with emotion.

"And to be able to do this, he must have put in countless efforts."

Sage Zixia remained silent.

His ancestor was an ancient god, but he didn't feel strongly about it himself.

Because the era of Ancient God Wenwen is too far away from now, he is even older than the era of Demons.

Some people say that Ancient God Wen Dao was the first era of the Nine Realms.

For Saint Zixia, apart from inheritance, ancestors are nothing more than legendary things.

"Among the nine ancient gods, some people say that your ancestor was the only ancient god who was suppressed by the sky," Xu Zimo said.

"But I don't quite believe that Heaven will not suppress people at will.

Even if your ancestor dies, he still doesn't have that ability."

"It's all happened too long ago, and I don't know much about it myself," Sage Zixia shook her head and replied.

"The ancient truth is buried by time," Xu Zimo muttered to himself.

"Don't think so much, I'll leave the rest of my father's inheritance to you," Sage Zixia said.

Xu Zimo sat cross-legged, adjusting his condition to the best.

I saw Saint Zixia wave his right hand, and the same talisman as before was floating in the void.

Finally, they are put together to form a supreme chapter.

Every talisman in this chapter seems to be pregnant with the core of wind, beating in the wind.

And when these chapters poured into the back of Xu Zimo's mind, they merged with the ordinary chapters he had inherited before.

At this moment, the obscure inheritance in his mind was completely complete, and the wind blew his robe.

There are only two things in this inheritance, one is the wind of inheritance, and the other is the move Doomsday Storm.

The wind of inheritance is not an ordinary wind, but the legendary drowning wind.

It is said that if anyone sees this wind, everything will perish, just like drowning in the bottom of the sea. A wisp of wind weighs thousands of people.

Not to mention Doomsday Storm, the legendary move that Tian Wu used to destroy the world.

"How do you feel?" Sage Zixia asked.

"Every ancient god is worthy of admiration. They are at the forefront of history," Xu Zimo said with emotion.

Now, he already has the inheritance of three ancient gods.

Zhurong, the god of fire, Jumang, the god of wood, and Tianwu, the god of wind.

"It's time to leave here," Xu Zimo whispered.

Immediately, Baimeng returned to the mainland of China, and the two of them walked out of the small world.

According to Xu Zimo's plan, he went to the quiet path of the lotus pond.

Saint Zixia led the way. Originally, there was a teleportation array in Tianfeng City, but it was obviously not appropriate to go there during this time period.

I'm afraid that Zhang Huanjin has disappeared, and the Holy Court will launch a large-scale search of the Evil Demon Realm next.

A Holy King, even for a behemoth like the Holy Court, is a big loss.

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The two thought for a while and decided to take the teleportation array from the nearby Haoyue City.

"I don't know what happened to those great saints," Sage Zixia said.

No matter what they say, the Great Sage Mingjing and the Demon Refining Saint are still protecting him.

If he was really killed by the Holy Court, he would naturally feel unhappy.

"Don't worry, if two holy kings hold the battle, they will never be able to escape," Xu Zimo said.

"But Zhang Huanjin is not here. One Holy King alone cannot trap these three great saints."

The two of them were talking when they suddenly sensed something.

Looking at the void behind them, they saw the void being torn apart, and a figure covered in blood staggered out.

"It's Fairy Haoyue," Saint Zixia recognized this figure instantly.

"What a coincidence, we were talking about them just now."


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