The alchemy team adopted a group fight policy, beating up the seniors of the Bishui Sect and forcibly replacing two antidotes. To be honest, this violent method was not advisable, but it was still a way to break the situation.

They had thought that this group of people would exchange antidote through negotiations, transactions, or other means, but they did not expect that they would stage a full-scale martial arts show.

"The one in red." The corner of the Bishui Sect's ancestor's mouth twitched, "Is he from the Changming Sect?"

Don't think she didn't see that, the whole process was controlled by that young man.

"Why didn't I think about giving the other party a beating?" A senior fell into deep thought. When he originally gave this trial, his idea was to try to satisfy the other party through exchange instead of beating him up.

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"What's that boy's name?"

The senior of Changming Sect recalled, "Xue Yu."

The senior Bishui Sect's smile was too forced, "Warn him, the idea is good, but you are not allowed to do it again next time!"

If it weren't for the wrong timing, they would have wanted to yell and ask, why did they lead their direct descendants into corruption?

The seniors of the Changming Sect are happy to see the results. You must know that no matter how many generations of the Changming Sect, they are basically the children of the immortal sect who were born and raised. They are upright and open-minded since they were young. What changed them in this situation?

Influenced by the outside world? It doesn’t look like it.

Fortunately, it seemed that only the Alchemy Cultivator group was abnormal. The Sword Cultivator group was still on the way to find the inheritance. Several teenagers gathered together and cooperated very well on the road. After traveling all day during the day, they gathered around a campfire to chat at night.

Mu Zhongxi sighed, "Why is the environment in this ghost place so uncertain?"

It was extremely hot during the day and extremely cold at night. Monsters often appeared and tried to sneak up on them from behind and break their necks, which made them extremely annoyed.

"And the further you go to the inner circle, the fewer the monsters will be." Zhu You said, "There may be something in the inner circle. Should we continue on our way?"

If you want to get the inheritance, it is better to separate it. Everyone wants the inheritance, and it is easy to be missed if you form a team with other sects, which is not good.

However, there are too many variables in the ancient forest, so we can only be wary of each other, reach plastic cooperation first, and then rely on our own abilities after encountering inheritance.

"Let's get on our way." Qin Huai didn't think as much as she thought, "You have to go in sooner or later. Just look inside and see what's there."

It is the seniors who hold the inheritance who choose the successor, not them who choose the inheritance. They can only go in together and try their luck to see if they can be the lucky one chosen.

Ye Qiao stretched out, gnawed on an apple and walked inside, saying vaguely, "I don't want to go, I hate fighting."

Mu Chongxi grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the mustard bag and gave them to the senior brother. It didn't matter, "Watch it early and finish it early."

They seemed to be traveling, clicking, eating very carelessly along the way.

This caused the foreheads of Qin Huai and Ye Qinghan, who were walking in front, to beat wildly. The two chief senior brothers did not hesitate to scold them, and their voices were cold, "You three, do you have any awareness of being a direct successor?"

Zhou Xingyun was keenly aware that the two people were staring at them, so he misunderstood, stretched out his hand and handed it to them: "Oh. Do you want it too?"

He didn't expect to envy the two of them so much that he would keep staring at them on the road.

"..."

In the end, Qin Huai and Ye Qinghan, each holding a handful of melon seeds, fell silent one after another, and finally no longer looked at Changming Zong.

Who knows that Zhou Xingyun's brain circuit is not normal, but he generously gave them a handful of melon seeds.

Losing it obviously wouldn't work, as it would easily anger Chang Mingzong. For the sake of their plastic cooperation, Qin Huai and Ye Qinghan could only stiffen their faces, hold the melon seeds that the other party gave out, and move forward with dull movements. It was not possible to knock the melon seeds in their hands.

, it doesn’t matter if you don’t knock it.

As the group of people went deeper into the inner area, the monster beasts gradually changed from two or three here and there to none at all. The absence of the elusive monster beasts on the road not only did not let them relax, but instead became more tense.

The quieter it is, the more difficult it is to deal with inside.

What level is it? Nascent Soul Stage? Or Divine Transformation Stage?

But if it is inheritance, the difficulty of the trial should be more than this.

When the team arrived at their destination and saw the scene in front of them clearly, everyone could not help but breathe softly.

Finally, Ye Qiao's slow voice broke the calm, "Is this our trial?"

They saw a black dragon entrenched not far away. As if it was a little displeased at being suddenly disturbed, the dragon suddenly raised its head and sprayed out a ball of dragon's breath towards them without any warning. In an instant, the hot breath fell down on them like lava.

Zhou Xingyun noticed the dragon's rage and said "let's go" before it breathed out.

Fortunately, it is not a real dragon, but a remnant soul. Otherwise, even if it is the pressure of the dragon clan alone, how can a few of them escape this breath? Facing the absolute power, they will only be forced to kneel down and face the attack.

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The KFC chicken huddled in the field seemed to have smelled something. The red bird's feathers exploded at this moment, and the sound of milky milk rang out in his mind, "It's the dragon Ye Qiao, kill it."

I can get the inheritance."

Dragons and phoenixes are both creatures from an ancient clan. In theory, they don't actually like each other very much. After sensing the annoying aura of the dragon clan, KFC's tone became excited.

Obviously they are all blessed creatures, but dragons are born to be very powerful, but phoenixes need to go through training and nirvana again and again. Think about it, KFC will be unhappy.

"That's right." She was still in awe of dragons.

Ye Qiao casually threw the apple core and hit it on Jiaolong's forehead. He picked up the bamboo shoot and said, "It's the Dragon Clan."

Now it's not a question of respect or reverence, this dragon clan's remnant soul is testing them.

If you want to get the inheritance, you must defeat it.

"Do it." Ye Qinghan said calmly, and accurately threw the melon seeds on the dragon. He just didn't know what to do with this handful of melon seeds, so the opportunity came now.

Quickly throwing away all the melon seed peels in their hands, the sword cultivators drew their swords and prepared to deal with the dragon in front of them. The dragon's strength was particularly frightening, because the intrusion of the unfamiliar aura made it restless and rushed straight towards it.

With its scalding breath and tail swing, all the trees were broken. The enraged dragon slapped its claws on the ground and cracked the ground. The three teams quickly flashed to the side.

Qin Huai couldn't help but sweat broke out on his forehead, and his voice was cold, "Do you want us to kill this dragon?"

This dragon attacks people without any pattern. Any creature that dares to get close and is within its sight will be killed by a flick of its tail without exception.

It is like a behemoth. With one claw, it can easily smash a person into a pulp, making it impossible to get close at all.

"We'll attract its attention later, and you guys can think of ways to attack its weak points."

Ye Qiao and the three of them had not jumped in vain before. At least now they can fully master the ability to jump in the air. They are much more flexible when walking on the breeze than when they are wielding swords. These three running masters are as nimble and cumbersome as rabbits.

The dragon struck several times in a row and was unable to even touch the corners of their clothes.

"The Changming Sect's mental method is useful in this aspect." The senior of the Wenjian Sect said calmly when he saw this scene.

It is not just a day or two that the Changming Sect was discriminated against by the Wenjian Sect. This is the grudges of the ancestors.

The senior of the Changming Sect gave the news calmly, "You may not believe it, but the number one this year is our Changming Sect."

"you?"

"Yes." He spread his hands and smiled proudly, "Remember to be polite to the number one sect in the world of cultivation."

When they returned to the place where their relatives passed down the inheritance, they were all very angry.

How can it be done once in a hundred years and count down every time?

This session is different, this session is directly number one.

This made the seniors of the Changming Sect couldn't help but wonder how they did it. Now it seems that this year is indeed different from the previous ones. For example, how did Xue Yu do it so shamelessly!?

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Qin Huai slashed at the dragon with his sword, and the crisp sound of collision was accompanied by his calm words, "It can't be broken."

Dragon scales are too hard.

Zhuyou reminded, "Eye, stab it at its weakest point."

The dragon will also protect its weak points. Anyone who tries to get close will be pushed back by the hot dragon's breath.

"Eyes, and horns."

Perhaps the insult caused by Ye Qinghan throwing a handful of melon seeds into someone's face was too strong, so it was not enough for the three of them to attract attention. It focused on beating Ye Qinghan, and Ye Qiao couldn't help but touch the tip of her nose. She

But he was the first to throw away the apple core.

Taking advantage of the fact that the dragon's attention was not on him, Ye Qiao wanted to get close to the dragon and see if he could hurt it.

"You will be slapped away." Zhou Xingyun held her shoulders and told her calmly, "Don't go there."

Ye Qiao rummaged through the mustard bag and found a retractable rope, which she fastened around her waist. "I'll be back after I finish pricking. Pull me over when the time comes. Hurry up."

The tacit understanding between them was developed over time. Zhou Xingyun no longer stopped her. Ye Qiao bent her knees and adjusted her position, affixed a talisman that concealed her aura, and unknowingly approached the dragon. She didn't see Jun change his form, looking ordinary.

Qi's stick suddenly turned into a long sword on the way and stabbed down with lightning speed.

As soon as she hit, the claws of the dragon followed, and the retractable rope around her waist was pulled back by Zhou Xingyun a second before she was about to be beaten into a pulp. His movements were light and he flashed through the air.

"This kind of cooperation from the Changming Sect is quite rare."

You need to trust each other enough to do it. No one would dare to risk their own life on the other's reaction ability.

Because of this sword, the dragon went berserk, and everything its tail touched was completely destroyed.

After stabbing the dragon, the rest of the matter will be easy to deal with. All you need to do is delay the fight until it is exhausted.

They ignored one thing. Even if they fought a war of attrition, there was still a dragon in front of them. Even if it was just residual thoughts, they would not be able to consume it at all.

Except for the Changming Sect who survived, several other sects were not fast enough and could only rely on physical skills to resist. Their faces were burned by the dragon's breath and tightened. Under the cover of the dragon's breath, their minds were empty, their lips were dry, and the next second it seemed as if

Will die from lack of oxygen.
To be continued...