"Liu Meng, this time the inheritance of the powerful is my chess trick, but we will meet again in the future."

Song Lingcong took the pill, which gradually recovered the external injuries on his body. He once again restored the demeanor of a noble family and spoke coldly.

"If you haven't obtained this flame essence, maybe it's your blessing." Qin Cheng suddenly said with a deep meaning.

Song Lingcong was stunned for a moment and turned around and left.

He just thought it was Qin Cheng's ridicule.

"Qincheng, what did you mean just now?" Liu Meng said.

"It's nothing. I hope I'm wrong, otherwise the battle here might have just begun." Qin Cheng shook his head and said, he didn't want it, as if he had guessed.

Because that would mean that more than 400 monks present would all face a catastrophe.

Just a moment ago, a tug-up thread broke in Qincheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

The other end of the thin filament was not in the flames, but in the fuzzy space outside.

Here, the five elements vortex is still rolling and rotating in the air.

On the ground, a man was playing with a beetle-sized puppet. Then he reached out and pinched it, and the puppet exploded and turned into pieces and fell down.

He was wearing a brocade robe, and his appearance was so majestic, but his young face was filled with a gloomy face.

It is Chai Zhengxuan.

"Have you found the breath?" Not far away from him, another person was hiding in the black fog. He stood with his hands behind his back and asked.

"No, that man was very careful and left a means of changing the breath on the puppet. It was also very interesting to say that the changed breath was mine." Chai Zhengxuan sneered.

"Is it Song Lingcong?" asked the man in the black fog.

"It shouldn't be. My Chai family's plan has been brewing for so many years. The Song family is an important part of it. All the news is leaked out little by little. They firmly believe in this powerful cemetery and cannot doubt that there is something wrong here.

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"It seems that among these more than 400 people, there are hidden strong men. Hehe, how about it? Are you afraid?" The man in the black fog suddenly smiled.

"Scared? It's just about to come to the last link. It's been extremely smooth before. What else can I be afraid of? No matter who that person is, everyone here will die anyway." Chai Zhengxuan said with a hideous smile.

"Mr. Qin, congratulations."

In the Flame Heaven and Earth, all the monks flew to one place, and many casual cultivators congratulated Qin Cheng with envy.

The heat around this space is no longer there, and it is changing a little bit, which shows that Qin City has obtained the essence of flames in this world.

"It's just that I'm lucky." Qin Cheng said with a faint smile.

"Young Master Qin, why should you be humble? If you get the essence of the flame world, you will be the five candidates for the powerful inheritance. Maybe the powerful inheritance is the thing in your pocket." The gray-haired old man sighed.

In fact, the cultivators could also vaguely understand that Qin Cheng gave the immortal grass and asked them to arrange formations to hide their bodies. What should have been discovered.

But if you are in the same world, you can discover it, but others cannot discover it. It is naturally your ability, so there is nothing to be jealous of.

What's more, Qin Cheng was completely a conspiracy and gave it to the fairy grass. No one helped him in vain, and his heart would be much less disappointed.

And the most important thing is that the Song family did not get the essence, which made many people feel secretly happy.

No matter what means Qin Cheng relies on, he always relies on himself, unlike Song Lingcong, who has the help of dozens of guards, which is still a big difference.

Song Lingcong stood aside and hummed, obviously not convinced.

"The essence of flame is taken away, and this world should disappear soon."

Looking around, everyone found that the surrounding space was gradually transforming, and they also felt a feeling of about to be teleported.

When this aura completely spread, everyone disappeared here.

Qin Cheng also felt a flash in front of his eyes. When he appeared again, everyone had already arrived in front of the hall where the Immortal Ruyi was.

This is a small temple, surrounded by countless thick columns, and there is only one quaint altar.

The Immortal Lord Ruyi sat cross-legged on the altar, looking like a fairy-like appearance.

Qin Cheng looked around and found that not only the flame vortex, but also the monks in the other four realms were teleported out.

However, at this time everyone was standing in front of the hall, and there was no way to tell who had obtained the essence of the other four lines.

Just as Qincheng was watching, the others were also looking at each other and secretly guessing.

"Everyone, the essence of the five elements has been obtained. The person who obtains the essence is one of the five successors of the deity. Now stand up and come to me to accept the last step of the test." The Immortal Ruyi opened her eyes, and at this time,

Open the mouth.

The scene immediately became quiet, and everyone was looking forward to who would become one of those five people.

The first person to walk out was a young man with a hand-cranked paper fan. He smiled and flipped his palm and took out a fine silk containing the golden aura.

"It's Mr. Chen from Nanlu City. I heard that he successfully built the foundation at the age of seven and understood the origin of gold at the age of fifteen. He still obtained this metal essence."

Someone recognized the young man and introduced.

Then another woman in red, a strong middle-aged man walked out with an old man.

But without exception, they are all from famous families or sects near the ancient city of Donghuang.

The old man was even the leader of a certain sect and was also famous.

Many casual cultivators were heartbroken when they saw this scene.

I thought that if we were looking for a powerful inheritance, everyone was equal, and they could compete with those big forces, but I didn’t expect that in the end it would be the stage for these high-ranking big figures.

"Only the essence of the flame is left. Young Master Chai and Young Master Song have not been shortlisted yet. It seems that the last person should have been created between them." Someone speculated.

"My fellow Taoist doesn't know anything, and Mr. Chai has no hope." A person who knows the inside story shook his head and said, "Mr. Chai and me are in the same world, but the essence of gold was obtained by Mr. Chen. The essence of flame should be Song Lingcong.

That's it."

At this time, many eyes were on these people who were walking out of the flames.

Including the four monks who showed their essence in advance, they were also curious to see it.

"Don't look at me, the essence of the flame is not in my hands." Song Lingcong was a little annoyed by everyone's eyes and couldn't help but say.

"Not Song Lingcong?"

Everyone was stunned, and then even more surprised.

In the world of Fire, there are people who are stronger than Song Lingcong?

Then, Qin Cheng slowly walked out and came to the four people, attracting everyone's attention.

Everyone was a little shocked, and many people who knew the inside story were even more unbelievable.

"What? This man with a grimace mask won again?"

"And he defeated Song Lingcong. The Song family led more than 40 people to the same world, but in the end he lost to this casual cultivator."

"Haha, who said we casual cultivators are incompetent? This guy with ghost faces can even win. Maybe the inheritance is his."
Chapter completed!