"This guy is arrogant and domineering here under the guise of Master Ye's will!"
"Master Ye righteously kills relatives! Iron-faced and selfless!"
"It deserves this guy to kneel here for three days and three nights to make atonement!"
...
Ye Wuque stepped slowly into the land of inheritance, everything behind him drifted away, but he was still expressionless, his eyes deep.
This night, playing with one hand is good.
Everyone attributed the fault to the Ling Ao man, who was in the dark and didn't know anything.
On the contrary, it has created a title of "iron-faced selflessness".
unfortunately!
If you can hide it from everyone, how can you hide it from him?
Ling Ao man blocked the door for so long, Ye Lan did not appear!
The man Ling Ao spoke harshly to him, and Ye Lan did not appear!
Ling Ao man made an offense, but Ye Lan still did not appear!
It happened that after he grabbed his hatred, and after ten slaps, he just appeared Ye Lan!
This is a place of inheritance, a core area dedicated to training inheritance. Even the superior soul will come to concentrate on training, but Ye Lan can appear so precisely, how interesting is this?
Such a thought flashed in Ye Wuque's heart, and he was immediately suppressed.
No matter what purpose this Ye Lan had, Ye Wuque didn't care now, he didn't have time to waste anything.
To get everything done as soon as possible to complete the task at Haijiaoguan, to obtain the authority of the other half of the quasi-spirit, is what he cares most about right now.
As for that Ye Lan, if it is really bad intentions?
When did you gnaw your teeth? When did you suppress it.
"Is this... the place of inheritance?"
At this moment, Ye Wuque stopped, looking at everything that appeared in the distance, a faint surprise flashed in his bright eyes.
Inside the gate of the land of inheritance, Ye Wuque's figure had disappeared.
Ye Lan still had a smile on his face, and after a few breaths, he turned around again, her unpredictable sharp eyes looked at all the Jiumai disciples in front of the Land of Inheritance.
"Please forgive me, brothers and sisters, Ye Lan hereby apologizes to all Jiumai disciples."
During the words, Ye Lan held a fist to everyone.
At this moment, all the disciples present showed a sense of shock and hurriedly returned the gifts one by one.
"Master Ye is too polite!"
"This was not the fault of Lord Ye!"
"People can not escape from doing wrong!"
...
Many disciples scrambled to speak.
All of a sudden, the atmosphere became pleasant!
"You Jiumai disciples don't worry, you will pay a price if you do something wrong. I will let him pay enough for this person."
"After kneeling in front of the land of inheritance for three days and three nights, he will be sent directly to the Ice Purgatory to punish the wrongdoing."
Kneeling on the ground, Ling Ao man trembled frantically, his blood-filled face was now full of deep despair and fear!
But he didn't dare to say a word, the severe pain on his knees violently invaded, and finally exhausted all his mind and fainted directly.
But he hesitated to shatter his kneecap, his whole body was nailed there like a javelin, even if he passed out, he still knelt on the spot, motionless.
It was just a moment before Ling Ao man passed out!
But what Ye Lan once said to him clearly appeared in his mind.
"No one is allowed to be put into the place of inheritance, if Ye Wuque comes, even more so!"
This side.
In the awe of countless Jiumai disciples, Ye Lan slowly left the place of inheritance, leaving only a tall, iron-faced and selfless back, drifting away.
Turning her back to everyone, the inexplicable smile on Ye Lan's face became more and more intense.
"Ye Wuque..."
Spiritual energy is like the wind, rising to the universe!
The strong spiritual energy even turned into a purple storm, sweeping across all directions.
Ye Wuque just looked ahead, just as he approached here, he felt the holy way fighting energy in his body began to surging voluntarily, eager to absorb it.
The aura here is too strong to imagine!
After Ye Wuque became the quasi-spirited child, Si Xuefeng had improved, with a strong spiritual energy and a strong attitude, but compared to this place of inheritance, it was still far behind.
"The training environment alone is enough to drive countless Nine Vein disciples crazy. No wonder there are so-called monsters here."
Ye Wuque stepped forward slowly, and right in front, there was a huge and incomparable aperture covering everything.
The entire place of inheritance is under the shroud of this aperture.
Above the aperture, the ancient and tyrannical prohibition wave spread, and a power capable of destroying the world was looming.
He walked closer to the aperture, and when the distance was ten feet away, a ray of light suddenly reflected from the aperture and enveloped him, seeming to discern something.
In the next instant, the brilliance disappeared, and a cold and silent voice resounded through the aperture.
"The quasi-spirit cotyledon has no shortage, no inheritance in the body, and the first place to inherit."
Tear!
As this cold and dead voice resounded, the originally round aperture was slowly separated at this moment, and a passage appeared.
Upon seeing this, Ye Wuque stepped directly into the aperture along the passage.
After the light flickered, everything in front of his eyes became calm, and Ye Wuque felt a breath of extreme ancient and vicissitudes coming to his face.
He seemed to step into an ancient world.
This is a vast expanse of gray land, the surrounding void is also gray, and the sky is gray.
But immediately, Ye Wuqian's eyes condensed slightly!
Above the earth, he saw a number of ancient statues in different poses, sizes, and breaths.
A total of... one hundred and eight.
They are on the ground, each occupying a separate place.
One hundred and eight peculiar ancient meanings rippling in the void, rushing toward the face, full of a strong and extremely shocking mind.
"One hundred and eight... Heavenly Spirit Heritage..."
Ye Wuque realized instantly in his heart.
Before he participated in the supreme event, he had seen many totems of the Celestial Spirit in the Celestial Kingdom, and he already understood that the Celestial Ancient League possessed the true Celestial Spirit.
But at this moment, he really saw it with his own eyes, and his heart was still shaking!
"Welcome to the land of inheritance, Ye Zhunlingzi."
At this moment, a kind old voice slowly sounded from the front, with a hint of politeness in his tone.
Ye Wuque looked at the sound, and immediately found a small mottled stone platform in the center of the 108 ancient statues.
On the left side of the small stone platform, there is a futon, but at the moment there is a short and fat old man standing there.
It looks like he is about sixty years old, with a red face, smiling, very kind, and he is holding his fist towards Ye Wuque.
"The old green pine is responsible for guarding these one hundred and eight heavenly spirit statues."
The short and fat old man, Qing Song, showed his identity, and there was a majestic breath faintly permeating his body, surrounded by the power of heaven and earth.
Legendary realm!
"I have seen the second seat Qing Song."
Ye Wuque responded politely immediately, holding his fists in a bow.
The legendary realm exists, but the true face is revealed, it must be the true of the first realm of the legend, then it is a second seat.
