Chapter 62: Heritage imprint

"Brother, this black-robed man is not easy." Four figures appeared in front of Yang Tian, ​​and they noticed the blood released from the black-robed man, and a thin person behind him whispered.
"Are you afraid of anything? We have four people, and we can't beat two of them." The one next to him was dissatisfied and yelled.
"Shut up to me." The leader of the strong-dressed teenager yelled. His eyes had been fixed on the black-robed man, and a touch of jealousy passed quietly. He is under pressure.
The few people nearby were very afraid of the leading young man, and when they heard his scolding, they all closed their mouths tightly and did not dare to move.
"No, this bone is weird." The young man in the lead stared at the bone, noticed a trace of strange energy fluctuations, frowned slightly, and muttered in his heart.
Yang Tian looked around on a few of them, saw the trend of no hands-on, and whispered to Yun'er: "Come on quickly to avoid accidents. If something happens, stop immediately."
"Yeah." Nodded, Yun'er walked to the bone. The bone exuded an attraction from time to time. Yun'er felt very kind, somewhat similar to the old man who called him the crystal ball earlier.
Yun'er walked in front of the skeleton, and her fingers could not help but touch it freely, just as soon as she touched the skeleton.
"Qua..." The skeleton seemed to have recovered, and the energy radiated from the whole body suddenly skyrocketed, and a terrifying energy wave burst out, followed by a white light that was as fast as an electric rush to Yun'er's head.
"Not good!" Yang Tian was shocked and rushed forward, but he stopped immediately after he moved.
At this moment, Yun'er's body suddenly volleyed into the air, emitting a holy light all over her body, like a little elf, as the energy fluctuations became larger and larger, the surrounding formation found a great change.
The vast energy continued to spread, and countless white glows radiated from the whole body, illuminating this slightly dark land. This formation shocked many people in the distance.
"What the is this?" Yang Tian's face changed slightly when he noticed the sound of breaking through the air in the distance. This vast wave of fluctuations would definitely attract a large number of people.
On Yun'er's white forehead, a white light burst out abruptly, like a mark, the ancient and vicissitudes of life spread, Yun'er seemed to be accepting something?
"This is?" The face of the leader changed drastically, staring at the aura emanating from the outside of the black robe, a few small runes could be seen faintly turning.
"This is a mark of inheritance!" After thinking for a while, the leading young man exclaimed, staring blankly at the disappearing mark, and then a kind of madness to the extreme rushed into his eyes.
"It's really a mark of inheritance, who is that black-robed man?" Not far away, a dozen figures rushed frantically, and there were exclaims from time to time.
"The trouble is big." Yang Tian's heart sank as his gaze flicked on the greedy faces of the people. Although he could cope with these people, many people were attracted.
Realizing that some people couldn't help but make a move, Yang Tian sneered, and stepped forward with the soles of his feet. The blood in his body was gushing like a storm, spreading around Yang Tian, ​​and the real vacuum kept blasting.
"What a powerful black-robed man." A group of people was shocked, and the greed on their faces disappeared a lot. This fierce power of vitality, like a stove, was many times better than them.
"What are you afraid of, so many of us, are you still afraid of him?" One of them screamed disapprovingly.
"That's it, I'm afraid of what he will do, let's go together." Some people booed, trying to take advantage of the chaos to get a shocking advantage.
As the number of people continued to increase, when he sensed that the black-robed man above was almost finished accepting the mark, finally a man who thought he was powerful made a shot. With his move, the people behind rushed crazy, but his eyes were Yuner.
"Since you want to die, don't blame me." Upon seeing this, Yang Tian sneered, his feet slammed, the ground was shaking, and the blood in his body swept into the crowd with the sound of wind.
The vigor surged like a tornado, mixed with light blades cut by Yang Tian, ​​shaking the surrounding stone chips, and violently swept a group of people.
"Ah—" The strong wind swept over more than a dozen silhouettes, as if countless sharp blades were being cut on their flesh. There were even a few hapless guys who came into contact with the light blade Yang Tian split and were directly cut off. The blood surged wildly, and the miserable howls exploded again and again.
"Fengling nine days! This is a vision." There were a few experienced people behind, looking at the miserable crowd, and couldn't help but smash their mouths, one of them suddenly exclaimed.
"How is it possible?" One of them immediately jumped out to retort, the power of condensing into a vision is not the point.
"It's a semi-finished vision, I'm scared to death." The person who exclaimed sweated, his eyes focused on the unmoved look of the black robe man, and he fled without hesitation.
The gust of wind dissipated, and the loud whistling of the wind also stopped. Among the crowd, they were all in ragged clothes, covered with dense scars, and even several people lost their breath.
"It's a cruel hand." After swallowing, the group of people who didn't make a move looked at each other. The black robe people are too tyrannical, comparable to those of the Saint Child level, and their combat power is terrifying.
"This time it's a warning. If anyone dared to make an idea, don't blame me for being ruthless." The blood in his body was restrained, and Yang Tian glanced at everyone with a cold and stern look, and they fell silent.
In the air, with the passage of time, the mark on Yun'er's forehead disappeared, and she slowly landed on the ground, bowing to the skeleton from a distance, and a wave of joy surged across her pretty face.
"How is it?" Walking over, Yang Tian asked in a low voice.
"The Inheritance Hall is in the direction of the main hall. Just now the skeletal senior gave me a map, which is a topographic map of the entire array." Raising her fist, Yun'er said with joy.
"Just get it, go quickly." Nodding, Yang Tian looked at a group of unwilling people, and hummed coldly.
Here, although they didn’t know that it was the ancient sect, they could tell from the terrifying heaven and earth elixir that the status of the sect was not low in the ancient times, and there were massive formations, which made them have a great deal of The origin is full of curiosity.
Most of them are people who fish in troubled waters. Although Yang Tian is tyrannical, the movement just now is not small. It may be beneficial to attract a master.
"Budao Mountain itself is a common place in the Eastern Continent. The inheritance is taken away like this. Are you too overbearing?" A plump and jade-like teenager slowly walked up, followed by a few strong teenagers.
"It's him." Taking a look at the young man, Yang Tian's eyes filled with dignity. It was Wang Long, the young man who showed hostility towards him on the stone steps.
"Huh?" As he walked from the black robe man, Wang Long stared at the black robe man who was a little shorter than him, and a familiar feeling rose in his heart.
"Big Brother Yang, he is a member of the Yin-Yang Acacia Sect. There is a fake treasure on his body, Yin-Yang Yiqi Shenlu!" Yun'er has a serious face, and his strength is stronger than Huang Li, because Yin-Yang Yiqi Shenlu is famous on the mainland. Arcana.
Although it is an imitation treasure, it is very powerful, and the yin and yang qi inside can easily refine people.
"If you want to grab it, why bother to find so many excuses, you, the famous leader of the Yin-Yang Acacia Sect, I have heard of it." He turned his lips and was rather unhappy with Wang Long's polite appearance.
Wow! The audience shook, and the eyes focused on Wang Long. He is a famous monster. I don't know how many graceful girls have been ruined. Few people on the mainland accompanied him, but his status in the Yin-Yang Acacia Sect is very high.
"Good, you sharp-toothed kid." A haze passed through his eyes, Wang Long clenched his fists, glanced at Yun'er with a sinister look, and a sneer appeared on his face.
"Yun'er, be careful later and try not to reveal your identity." Taking a look at Yun'er, Yang Tian said softly.