Chapter 685 inheritance! Hell-level test
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Two hundred puppets were completely unafraid of blows. They were repelled and then surrounded. Unable to use their martial arts powers, they tried to resist the reality. difficulty.
However, Xin Zhuo was at ease at this time.
He was very fortunate to have spent several hours in the Kuling River to figure out the perfect skills of those figures. The traces left by the emperor thousands of years ago can only be understood but cannot be described in words, if not seen with his own eyes. As you can see, it’s hard to learn! Moreover, thanks to the fact that he has integrated martial arts so many times, he can master it as soon as he learns it.
"Boom boom..."
Puppets were knocked away one after another, and Xin Zhuo became more and more proficient in his no-move technique.
Qingque, Sima Daozong and the little nun Ku Kong stood in front of the statue, pressing the statue alone, and the energy was sucked away bit by bit. They turned back and silently looked at Xin Zhuo's figure flying back and forth among the puppets, their faces A trace of embarrassment appeared on his face.
Sometimes it is not difficult to admit that a person is excellent! No wonder he can be a young master. This physical body has no moves, which is a bit abnormal.
The next moment, the three people no longer cared about watching, and the suction force in the statue suddenly increased.
"Crack..."
The gap between the movement of the stone slabs above is getting bigger and bigger.
A moment later, with a "click" sound, a square channel appeared above the head of the statue. Although it was still dark, a strong living wind blew in.
The way out is outside!
Sima Daozong and little nun Kukong jumped up one after another.
Qing Que turned around and said anxiously: "Master Xin, hurry up!"
Leap up without any hesitation.
Xin Zhuo knocked away the seven nearest puppets, ran a few steps quickly, jumped up, and exited the passage.
There is still a ruined temple above, and there is still an identical fairy statue, but there is an open door in front, and it is dark outside.
The three Qingques are not in the room.
Xin Zhuo hesitated for a moment, then walked out of the room, only to see Qing Que and three others standing on the stone steps in front of the door, in a daze.
He looked around and was stunned for a moment.
The outside is not Xuantian Sword Sect, but a wilderness with undulating hills far and near, dense forests and thorns.
The sky was dark, and a pale red moon hung high in the sky, illuminating the earth in a vast and dim light.
Surrounded by a mess of ruined temple side halls, there are no less than seven or eight rooms.
Apart from that, there is nothing else.
Qingque turned back and said: "This is not the Xuantian Sword Sect, and it may not be the world outside. It seems that we have been moved into a forbidden area!"
"How can we see it?" Sima Dao Zong asked with a frown.
Qingque explained: "Because this month is not the moon outside. There is a weird smell of decay in the air. The mountains, forests and vegetation are growing wildly, and there are no traces of human contact. If I expected it right, here It’s a forbidden place from the Middle Ages!
Due to the previous changes in the world, those of us who disappeared were all captured by force! ”
"How big a feat is this?" Little Nun Kukong wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and exclaimed: "How did it do it?"
Qingque smiled and said: "It's nothing more than a formation. In the Middle Ages The prosperous age of martial arts comes around once a thousand years, martial arts Hundreds of schools of thought contended, and all kinds of talismans, formations, ink attacks, evil arts, elixirs, and refining weapons were developed to the extreme by amazingly talented people.
It is not like the six thousand years of ancient times when martial arts were flourishing! Chaos, once in a hundred years, three or four Once in a hundred years, the warrior's training time is too short. It is difficult to avoid the immortal rules of heaven and fake death. Naturally, it is difficult to achieve such a terrifying formation!"
Sima Daozong became more and more mysterious as he listened, and couldn't help but say: "Yes! That is to say, we... don't ! The younger generation within tens of thousands of miles may have been sucked in, but what does this forbidden place want to do?”
Qingque’s eyes exuded the ultimate light: “Inheritance! The forbidden place chooses its own inheritor! ”
Sima Daozong was startled for a moment, then clapped his hands fiercely: "In other words, is it a blessing or not a curse? This is not only not a bad thing, but a great good thing?"
Qingque calmed down a little: "Our last The first thing to consider is how to survive! Since it is inheritance, it is natural to survive the fittest, and those who fail will be eliminated. ! "
The expressions of Sima Daozong and Little Nun Ku Kong changed, and the latter said: "But... we still can't use the martial arts god now..."
He didn't finish his words. , there was suddenly a strong smell of blood in the air, like the bodies and blood of many people who died tragically.
“唔……”
A bloody figure suddenly walked out from the dilapidated side hall next door. He looked around blankly at first, and then looked at Xin Zhuo and the other four, with a trace of vigilance in his eyes.
Xin Zhuo suddenly realized that not only were the four of them in the same space and needed the statue to absorb the true energy to come out, but the same was true in the side halls next door, and many people were trapped.
But currently, including them, only five people have escaped. The others must have been defeated by physical strength alone and were killed by the puppets.
I wonder if there are any disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect?
Qingque and the other three people obviously thought of this. Sima Daozong looked at the bloody man and said boredly: "You don't need to be on guard, we just came out."
The "bloody man" breathed a sigh of relief, walked over, cupped his fists and saluted: "Xiao Jing, the Yin Coffin Sect of the Great Zhao Kingdom, I have met all of you. I wonder where you are from?" Judging from his appearance, he was a bearded man in his forties.
I don’t know the four of them, or I don’t know Xin Zhuo, the protagonist of the Young Master Ceremony. He should not have entered here from the Xuantian Sword Sect.
Xin Zhuo and others looked at each other, how many people had been attracted to this place?
“Xuanyuan Qiu Qingque!”
Qingque returned the greeting and introduced Xin Zhuo and the others.
“It’s so far away, this is weird!”
The man was surprised and said: “I’ve heard of the Xuantian Sword Sect, but my Yin Coffin Sect is so far away from here. It’s 40,000 miles away!”
Xin Zhuo nodded and said, “It’s really weird here. It’s not appropriate to say more. Let’s brainstorm where to go next.”
If my guess is correct, there are probably a lot of people coming from this ghost place, including a lot of acquaintances and strangers. The final direction still needs to be considered.
Qingque was silent for a moment and said: "If we are talking about passing through inheritance, we have just passed the first level. What is tested is the mind, body and resourcefulness."
"That's right!" Xiao Jing said: "My There were seven people who came together. At first, they were looking for an exit. Some people had bad temperament and were impatient. They relied on their physical strength to forcefully break the wall. As a result, they were killed by the miasma. This is the nature of their temper. !
Then the puppets appear, resisting them is the physical strength, and fighting with the six people next to them to escape!
Finally, instilling the gods with their own energy and escaping is the resourcefulness. You must resist the puppets and find a way out of the predicament at the same time.
This may seem simple, but in fact, if you make a mistake, you will definitely die!
Wherever you go next, you need to be careful again and again. "
Sima Daozong glanced behind him and said: "So, wouldn't it be that dozens of people died under these seven or eight ruined temples? I wonder where those other people are and what they have experienced? Why are we the only ones here? "
No one can answer.
Xin Zhuo also looked at the dilapidated side halls around him and thought for a moment. If Zhao Yizhu, Jiang Yuwei and several fellow disciples were here, with their
Qingque said: "No matter what, there are only five of us alive in this ruined temple now. If we continue walking, we may encounter others later. The current problem is Yes, we are still imprisoned physically and cannot use our martial arts powers! ”
"Crunch——"
At this moment, a huge stone outside the gate of the ruined temple suddenly dropped to the ground, revealing a stone tablet behind it with faint words on it.
The five people immediately stepped forward and saw a line of ancient seal written with dragons and phoenixes dancing on it: "Going one hundred and twenty miles to Laifu Town, you will encounter a wind wolf on the way. If you swallow its blood, you can restore your body's imprisonment!"
It seems like it was left countless years ago.
A few people looked at each other, their eyes brightening slightly.
Wind wolf? Rifford Town?
"Hehehe..."
At this moment, two strange laughters suddenly came from the two side halls behind him, and they spread out for a long time in this dark and dead place. It's so far away that it's scary.
Immediately afterwards, two figures flashed out. They were two identical fairy statues, but at the moment they looked like real people, with dazzling aura fluctuations exuding from their bodies.
Lingtai Third Heaven!
The first level of Lingtai!
Qing Que's expression changed: "What the hell kind of test is this? One of them is in the same realm as me, and his aura seems to have the same mental fluctuations as my Xuanyuan Qiu!"
Xiao Jingshen Take a breath: "The statue of the first level of the spiritual platform is the same as me!"
Copy?
Xin Zhuo frowned and absorbed his true energy, directly copying what the highest level person had learned in his life.
The most difficult person to defeat in the world is himself. Fortunately, he has not been copied. Otherwise, he himself would not be able to crack the fifth level of Lingtai and his non-mainstream tricks.
In a blink of an eye, two fairy statues had already swooped over, and the illusion of the spiritual platform appeared.
The first move is a fatal move!
The key is that the five of them cannot use their martial arts powers.
“Let’s go!”
Xin Zhuo said hello and rushed forward first.
The other four followed closely behind.
"Boom..."
The place where I was just standing was hit with a deep crater dozens of feet square.
The two "fairy statues" are chasing each other crazily...
(End of this chapter)