Chapter 3974: Accept the inheritance!

The doorkeeper defends the gate!
The people finally understood what it was like to see the gate in the mouth of this golden armor.
The door of Xuanyuan Xianmen, the seventh step of the monk!
They are facing a seventh step in the ancient times!
Even the emperor's hegemony, the multi-fish monk, these emperors are arrogant, and they feel terrified in their hearts. They have been practicing for many years and have never really met with the seventh step monk!
At the most, when I was in the advanced robbery, I saw such a sun-like eyeball. In the realm of the gods, I really saw the members of the Supreme Council. I am afraid there are only 13 levels of the sects. The strong man.
"If it is the inheritance of the seventh step of the monk, it is indeed worthwhile to exchange for life."
The fisherman’s monk glimpsed a little, and then looked at the golden armor with awe-inspiring look:
The predecessors were really the gatekeepers of Xuanyuan Xianmen? Why have Xuanyuan Xianmen still been in Jedi for so many years?

Yes indeed!
If the door of the Xuanyuan Xianmen is not dead, how can the buried bone site still exist? Xuanyuan Xianmen has already reopened the mountain gate. There is a seventh step in the monk. If you want to rise, it is not too simple.
"If you can accept my inheritance, it will be clear, it is not too late, let's continue."
Jin Jia Zhuang Han smiled.
"come here."
The emperor who was spotted, the look of the gods is very pale, although the inheritance of the seventh step is indeed coveted, but the inheritance will die, this condition is too harsh.
After ten interest.
The great emperor died as expected.
Everyone looked at one by one, and the great emperor who was respected in the realm of the gods and the dead successively died, and suddenly felt a feeling of being a fish for me.
Ever since they became emperors, have they had such feelings? However, in the face of the absolute strength of the golden armor, even the thirteen gods, there is no resistance.
"Elder Kong, contact the master?"
Emperor Shenba quietly passed the voice.
Not only him, but the rest of the Emperor Shenzong are also trying to contact their own lords. The golden armor may not have the strength of the heyday. If the thirteen sects can come to this place, things should have a turn!
"I can't contact, this place is completely completely isolated. I suspect that the lords are only illusory, and the buried bones have never been changed!"
Confucius's condensed voice.
"This is a bit difficult."
The Emperor’s hegemony is heavy.
Confucius's suspicion is not unreasonable. If it is true, the 13 sects of the sects, such as the sects of the sacred priests, were easily teased by the golden armor, and finally sent more than 200 emperors to the place to contribute to the inheritance of the golden armor. . "Wu elder, if I die here today, the sect of the sect also asks Mr. Wu to take care of him, and my ancestral home is in the place of Taiyan. The practice there has been declining. There are only three or two emperors, my family. Because of my care, in the fire
The land is quite famous, but if I am dead, my enemies will definitely go to the door. If the elder Wu is convenient, can you help me?"
The blade has no blood and suddenly passes the sound of Ningqi.
Ning Qi has a slight glimpse, and there is no blood in the blade.
"I see it. The order of his selection is based on the level of cultivation. It is estimated that it will come to me soon."
There was a bitter smile on the bloodless face of the blade.
"Come here."
Another emperor died, and the golden armor shook his head and reached for the direction of the elephant in the moon. The eyes of the people suddenly fell on the blade without blood, and he was really told by him!
"Yes, seniors..."
The blade nodded with no blood and nodded. Seeing that Ning Qi did not answer him, he was somewhat lost. He was just about to go to the side of the golden armor, but he was pulled by his arm.
"Wu elder, are you here?"
The blade has no blood and looks at Ning Qi.
"Wu elders, let go, this person is angry and angry, so it hurts your life!"
The cloud deputy lord immediately reminded me that there was a flash of color in his eyes.
"What is not him?"
Xi cold was very disappointed and shook his head.
"Your family, protect yourself, your disciple, take care of yourself, the inheritance of this seventh step monk, let me come first."
Ning Qi was laughing at the blade without blood, and walked in the air, falling in front of the golden armor.
When everyone saw it, the look became a bit weird.
The blade has no blood but licks his lips. He looks at the back of Ning Qi, and some can't speak.
"I don't think this is the way to say loyalty."
Dou Qianfan looked at Ning Qi, and his eyes flashed a touch of regret. As early as this, he should not follow Sutong and others and Ning Qi, but fortunately the two people's hatreds have not reached a deep level, but can also be resolved.
However, in his eyes, Ning Qi is already a dead person, and even if the hatred is resolved, it does not make any sense.
"Pity."
Dou Qianfan shook his head in the dark.
"This guy!"
The deputy chief of the cloud deputy was deeply wrinkled, and the blade was bloodless. As far as she knew, the friendship between the blade and the blood was not very deep. It was only the gentleman’s turn.
"It’s better to die early than to die early. At this point, Elder Wu is more transparent than we are."
Xue deputy master can not help but sigh.
"Oh, I don't need to shoot, I can see that you are dead in front of me, and it is a solution to your grievances."
Xi cold smiled and looked at Ning Qi.
"I am talking about him, not you."
Jin Jia Zhuang Han looked at Ning Qi faintly.
Ning Qi took a ring out of the space parcel and took it in his hand before he smiled at the golden armor. "There are no predecessors who can accept the inheritance of the predecessors. Who is the first and what is the relationship."
The golden armor of the Zhuang Han was on the ring in the hands of Ning Qi, and his look changed suddenly, but he quickly concealed his emotions and faintly said to Ningqi: "The ring in your hand is a little special, from where you come from. of."
"A little brother gave it to me."
Ning Qi smiled.
He has already captured the look of the golden armor, and determined that even if he is not the father of Xuan Qilin, he must be a monk of Xuanyuan Xianmen!
"The little brother who gave you the ring, okay?"
Jin Jia Zhuanghan Shen Sheng.
"He is in a very safe place, even if faced with the robbery of his predecessors, there should be no danger to his life."
Ning Qi smiled.
The golden armor is silent and half-sounding. He looks to Ningqi: "If you can't accept my inheritance, I will try my best to keep your life."
The communication between the two was based on the way of sound transmission, so everyone saw that Ning Qi was silent with the golden armor, but did not know that the two had communicated privately.
"Predecessors, please."
Ning Qi's face gradually became dignified.
He hopes that the inheritance of the golden armor is the godhead in the silver dragon mouth. Otherwise, this mission will fail. If the godhead is obtained by others in the future, these heavens and the real world will really face a big robbery! The golden ball of light flew from the palm of the golden armor. The next moment, the same as the previous emperors, the breath of Ning Qi began to increase rapidly.