The violent explosion caused the entire room to shake. With Jiang Fan as the center, the fire continued to spread. Only the middle-aged man was surrounded by a barrier, and his spiritual power could not break through.
Sima Wushuang's realm surpassed that of Jiang Fan. At this time, he was completely unable to fight back. He could only support Lingbao's defense and retreat continuously, and was almost forced into a corner by Jiang Fan.
Having risen two levels but unable to fight back at all, Sima Wushuang felt for the first time that his power was so vulnerable.
The eyes of the middle-aged man watching the battle flickered, a little surprised.
"How can this physical strength and spiritual strength be so strong? Five life-killing breaths can actually explode nine times? How can the physical body withstand it? Could it be that he has been suppressing the realm?"
Sima Wushuang was even more surprised than him. He was facing Jiang Fan's attack and could feel the strong power of San. The overwhelming spiritual power was overwhelming. How could he look like a monk who had just killed himself five times?
But when the explosion was about to end, Sima Wushuang suddenly sacrificed a spiritual treasure, which was a short sword, turned into a black light, and headed straight for Jiang Fan.
This sword cuts through the flames, showing its sharp edge.
Even Jiang Fan could feel the power of the spirit treasure. He was not stupid enough to challenge him. He dodged dexterously in the air. Then a pill appeared in his hand, and then he crushed it in an instant. The power of the medicine turned into a medicine in the blink of an eye, covering it.
He was approaching Sima Wushuang.
Sima Wushuang watched Jiang Fan continue to approach, controlled the dagger to turn in the air, and stabbed Jiang Fan in the back.
The space in this room is not very large. When the dagger came behind Jiang Fan, he was already in front of Sima Wushuang, with a slight contempt in his eyes. He would not be angry and kind when facing the enemy.
"How long will you continue to hide? You are still too weak now."
Jiang Fan's voice was cold and indifferent, ringing clearly in his ears.
Seeing that the dagger was about to hit Jiang Fan, he thought of a desperate counterattack, but the next moment his whole body trembled, and a sense of powerlessness arose spontaneously. His spiritual power was about to dissipate, and the dagger stopped behind Jiang Fan.
There was no movement at all.
"too weak!"
After Jiang Fan finished speaking, he slapped the other person away and threw him against the wall.
This is just a small punishment. Sima Wushuang has great luck and is a bright guiding light for Jiang Fan. In the future, he will have to rely on him to find more inheritances. How can he kill the opponent so quickly?
However, the outcome of this battle has been decided. Whether it is alchemy or combat power, there is a big gap between him and Jiang Fan, and it is not something that can be made up for.
The fire light dissipated, and Sima Wushuang's figure was wrapped in a ball of spiritual power and disappeared into the room. He was not given any time to respond. Before the battle, the middle-aged man had already said that the loser would be sent out of the room, leaving behind
People can get inheritance and be contaminated by the cause and effect of Hengtian Palace.
Seeing Sima Wushuang disappear, the barrier in front of the middle-aged man gradually dissipated. He stared at Jiang Fan, not knowing what to say for a moment.
After these young people entered the secret realm, some old guys who were hiding began to look for their successors, and so did he.
Unexpectedly, the person of choice who was selected from thousands of people would have no power to fight back in front of Jiang Fan, let alone any advantage.
"Boy, I'm very curious about your background. With your age, combat power and alchemy, how can you reach this level? You are far ahead of the monks of your generation."
Jiang Fan did not answer his question, but asked instead: "Senior, at this time, you will not keep your word, right? Can the inheritance be passed on to me?"
"Your name is Jiang Fan, right? With a talent like yours, I think your background shouldn't be much different. I keep my word. If I say I can pass it on, I will definitely pass it on."
After saying that, he continued: "You may be able to break the seal of the big man because you are destined to my Hengtian Palace. Since it is inevitable to break the destiny, I will not be in trouble again. Are you ready?"
Jiang Fan nodded. He was still at the peak of his condition. Chi Ze would change. He would first get the inheritance in hand before talking about anything else.
The middle-aged man's expression changed, his appearance was solemn, the whole room lit up, and the lights were brightly lit. In an instant, it seemed to have returned to the time when Hengtian Palace was at its peak.
Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, because he saw figures appearing around him, but they were all phantoms, not real. These people were obviously masters in the Hengtian Palace back then, and the current situation should be the same as that back then.
The clothes on the young man's body have also become more gorgeous. Sitting on a high position, he is the lord of the first palace at that time.
However, the image was shattered in an instant, and a mass of spiritual power was continuously injected into it, and the middle-aged man's voice sounded in Jiang Fan's mind.
"In the catastrophic future, there will be a civil war among the human race. Several large sects will be besieged. The Yan Controlling Clan and I, Hengtian Palace, will be directly exterminated. The inheritors will be blessed by the luck of Hengtian Palace. They will rebuild Hengtian Palace in the future and let it float in the sky again.
In the air.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the surging spiritual power fell directly and poured into Jiang Fan's body.
Jiang Fan sat cross-legged, with the Alchemy Chapter fully activated. All spiritual power would be tempered and then absorbed, tempering the body, and strengthening the consciousness. At least until now, Jiang Fan was still in no hurry to break through, because he vaguely felt the first
Taking nine lives would be a real disaster. He must be more prepared before he can choose
He chooses to break through. After all, he only has one chance. If he cannot pass it, he will die. This time he will not take risks.
His endurance impressed the middle-aged man. Being baptized by such powerful spiritual power, Jiang Fan had no impact at all. This kind of resilience is really worthy of admiration.
As the inheritance continued, he became more and more frightened, and finally knew the source of Jiang Fan's powerful combat power.
"No wonder he is so strong. This physical strength and spiritual strength are actually obtained by consuming a lot of spiritual power. Is this kid pursuing the ultimate? This is really crazy. If it were other monks, this inheritance would probably be enough.
Raising three small realms, but in his case, it may not be easy to improve even one. If this kid had not taken this path, what kind of realm would he be now? How did he do it? "
He couldn't figure it out, and no one could explain it to him.
But one thing he knew very well was that it was absolutely impossible for Jiang Fan to achieve his current state solely because of his cultivation. This required a lot of opportunities to achieve. From this point of view, he should also be a monk with great luck, and his future achievements would be limitless.
Putting aside the previous worries, it is not bad for Hengtian Palace to get such a successor. Although the Sima family is good, it is a pity that if you miss it, you will miss it. He is just a divine thought now, so there is no need to be persistent.
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On the other side, Sima Wushuang appeared in the hall with the statue, his face slightly pale, there was a red handprint, and his expression was unkind.
He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and his nails almost dug into his palms. He was obviously on the verge of going berserk and burning with anger.
"Jiang Fan! I, Sima Wushuang, will definitely kill you!"
His journey has been smooth, because he has kept a low profile and improved his level, so no one has chosen to target him until now, but he did not expect that he would lose so completely when facing Jiang Fan here.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He decided to leave here and fight for other inheritances first, and then deal with Jiang Fan when he was sure.
He returned the same way. He could no longer enter those trial doors and could only leave.
At the exit of the temple, there was no one here. He left the temple without thinking.
As soon as he went out, he felt something was not right. The surroundings were surrounded by clouds and mist, which was not where the poisonous lake was at all.
When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was at a very high altitude and no longer in the poisonous swamp.
"What's going on? Isn't the exit in Poisonous Lake?"
Before he could think clearly about what happened, a big hand like a small mountain was smacked down from above. He was startled and hurriedly avoided it. Unfortunately, the area covered by the big hand was too large. No matter how hard he tried to increase his speed, he still could not avoid it.
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Then he felt as if his whole body was falling apart.
The whole person seemed to be swatted from a high altitude like a fly, and then fell hard to the ground, like a meteorite.
He never expected that he would be attacked as soon as he appeared, by such a big guy. He couldn't help but wonder, could his good luck have been used up?
Fortunately, he had a lot of spiritual treasures on him, so he immediately found a small moving charm, molded it and disappeared in mid-air.
Jiang Fan was hit by the evil giant that day, and even though he was defeated by the flying snake, Sima Wushuang had to lie down for at least a while.
Look below again. We are still within the scope of the poisonous swamp. Although the evil giant lifted up the Hengtian Palace Temple, it did not leave. Many monsters are guarding the giant in the poisonous swamp. Many of them are ancient alien species and have survived to this day.
Guarding the Hengtian Palace.
Outside the secret realm, the master of the Nine Desolate Palace frowned slightly and said to another person: "The seal of the evil giant was broken by some kid some time ago, and the temple was lifted. Do we want to intervene?"
Another expert shook his head: "That is not within our jurisdiction. It seems that Hengtian Palace is about to revive. I don't know when it will truly reappear in the world."
"It's really interesting. We also sent people to test it back then. The seal was a very high-quality Babel grass. It was sealed by a super master with spiritual power. If it is not strong enough to reach the Shentai level, there is no way to shake it. Among the little ghosts who entered
, who has this ability? Is it a coincidence? That would be so interesting. Is the person Hengtian Palace is waiting for coming? "
The two of them said nothing more, closing their eyes and feeling the breath of the secret realm.
The ancient medicine world is different from Baizhan Peak. The monks outside cannot see the situation inside, so only a few elders of the monks stay here to respond at any time.
Masters from many forces are looking for places to live nearby. After all, it will take more than a year for the secret realm to be opened. They also need time to practice and cannot wait that long.
Among them are many monks with very mysterious identities, some loners and some mysterious forces, which are not known to outsiders, but their realm is quite strong.
There are still young monks rushing over to enter the secret realm. If you miss this level of secret realm once, you may never have the chance to enter it again.
In the central room of the temple, Jiang Fan was still concentrating on turning the inherited spiritual power into his own power without any waste.
There are also some memories in the inheritance, all from this master, reminding him of everything that happened in Hengtian Palace back then.