An unknown wind came from afar in the dark space, making the flames in the square roar and making the smell of blood in the square even stronger.
The fighting in the square continued, with monks falling down one after another, and screams kept coming.
The young man hid in Meng Xuelao's cyan spiritual power and watched with fear as the originally clean square gradually turned into a Shura field. In such rules and space, all the evils of human nature are magnified. There is no morality at all. Killing
Killing you is the only option. Everyone will do whatever it takes to survive.
About an hour passed, and at this time, there were only three people left in the field, Lin Yuehua and Zong Yue from the Hidden Moon Sect, and another sword cultivator in the late Jindan period.
At this moment, the three of them were all covered in the smell of blood and their auras were extremely weak. They were no longer as high-spirited as they had been when they first arrived at the square. After all, they had just experienced such a long war, and it was all about life and death.
At this time, Lin Yuehua and Zong Yue launched attacks on the sword cultivator on the left and right. The sword cultivator obviously lacked spiritual power. After holding on for several rounds, he died tragically in front of the two of them.
Under the sword!
The cold wind blew, and at this time, only Lin Yuehua and Zong Yue were left in the field.
At this time, Lin Yuehua laughed and said: "Deacon Zongyue, in the end it was me, the Yanyue Sect, who was able to obtain this inheritance. We are the strongest!"
Zong Yue raised her hands to Lin Yuehua and smiled and said: "Congratulations, young master, after returning to the sect this time, the young master will definitely get the position of sect leader!"
Lin Yuehua smiled and said: "Deacon Zong Yue has done the most great work this time. After returning to the sect, I will definitely give you the position of elder. How about it?"
At this time, Elder Zong Yue said with excitement on his face: "Thank you so much, young master, I will never give up even if I die!"
Lin Yuehua said: "Deacon Zongyue, come here and I will check your injuries. You must take care of yourself!"
Zong Yue made no move at this time, just smiled and said: "Young master, you should take care of yourself, old age is not a problem!"
Seeing that Zong Yue didn't move at all, Lin Yuehua's eyes turned cold: "I called you over, didn't you hear it?! Come over here!"
As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them spread out and started fighting, as if they were enemies.
Meng Xueruo and the others looked coldly at the two people who originally fought together and then turned against each other in an instant. They couldn't help but sigh. At the critical moment of life and death, any friendship and loyalty are fake!
In the end, Lin Yuehua was the better, but Zong Yue was still old, and Lin Yuehua's sword pierced the golden elixir, and she died.
"Deacon Zongyue, you have devoted most of your life to our Yanyue Sect. After this young master returns to the sect, I will definitely bury you in a grand ceremony. Don't worry! Hahahahaha" Lin Yuehua was stained with the blood of Elder Zongyue, and he was crazy.
Laughed.
"The inheritance is mine! It is my Lin Yuehua's!!!"
At this moment, except for Lin Yuehua, there was no other living person in the square. The young man just wanted to move, but Qian Chen held him down.
"Boy, don't move. It's not over yet. Wait and see, the interesting things are still to come!" Qian Chen's cold voice came, making the young man dare not make any more moves.
At this time, after the last bit of energy and blood flowed into the stone statue along the cracks in the floor, a ray of light floated out from the stone statue, transforming into the appearance of an old man, with long eyebrows and beard, and an immortal spirit.
"Young man, you are the winner of this competition! I will hand over all my inheritance and skills to you!" After saying that, the old man began to pinch the magic formula in his hand, and spiritual power began to gather in the square.
Lin Yuehua knelt down excitedly and said: "Thank you, senior, I will certainly live up to the reputation of my senior!"
The old man waved gently to Lin Yuehua and said, "Come on, come forward and receive my initiation!"
The young man hiding in the shadow said: "Don't you hurry up and stop him? If he gets the inheritance, he will definitely find us right away, and we will be dead by then!" His tone was quite anxious.
Meng Xueruo sneered and asked: "Why do you want to stop him? He is going to die soon!"
The young man didn't react at all, "Ah? What do you mean?"
"ah!!!"
Before she finished speaking, Lin Yuehua in the square began to scream!
At this moment, Lin Yuehua was illuminated by the light blooming in the old man's body and could not move at all. At this time, the old man's spirit began to enter Lin Yuehua's body little by little. In the process, several people saw that Lin Yuehua's soul seemed to be
He was being chewed by another soul, and the young man's scalp was numb when he saw the chewing and gnawing look.
Qian Chen shook his head and said: "I finally understand why no one has obtained the inheritance here for hundreds or thousands of years!"
Bai Xiangyuan nodded and said: "The inheritance here is basically a scam. The monks from the outside are tricked in, let them start fighting in this square, and then use the large formation in the square to steal the power of the monks' energy and blood to activate the seal in
The spirit body in the stone statue, the last remaining person was killed when he was at his weakest, and the spirit body in the stone statue can use this to seize his body and be reborn!"
The young man was so frightened that he did not dare to say: "Take...the body!"
Meng Xueruo was a little unhappy. She felt that she and these people had been deceived. What she disliked the most was being deceived. "Although it is a happy event that this guy died, but letting this old monster kill so many lives for no reason is not even close."
It’s a bit unpleasant for them to take us all in!”
At this time, the soul finally devoured Lin Yuehua's soul and entered Lin Yuehua's body.
"Hahahaha, after thousands of years, I am finally reborn!" "Lin Yuehua" began to laugh crazily, but after a while, his face suddenly changed and he said: "What's going on? Why is the power of Qi and blood weak?
So much? It is obviously the energy and blood power of twenty Golden Core Stage monks, how come there is such a difference!!!"
At this time, Meng Xueruo put away her spiritual power, and the four of them revealed themselves.
"Old monster, you've missed the trick of our eldest sister!" Bai Xiangyuan said first.
Qian Chen and Meng Xueruo stood side by side, looking at "Lin Yuehua" in the field: "What the hell are you!"
"Lin Yuehua" laughed secretly and said: "I am the real ghost! A strong man who has ascended to the realm. You juniors, why don't you get out of here! Are you waiting for me to kill you?"
The young man's calves immediately became weak and he tried to use his skills to escape, but Qian Chen pulled him back.
At this time, Meng Xueruo looked at him as if he was mentally retarded and said: "A strong man who has ascended to the realm, oh, I'm so scared! You're scaring me, tell your aunt that I was scared, because your energy and blood are not strong enough.
You have lost the flesh and blood of the four of us who are in the Golden Core realm, and you have just taken away your body. Now, I am afraid that your cultivation level is not even comparable to that of the early Golden Core stage. Come here and admit your mistake to my aunt, and I can keep your whole body!"