Chapter 572: Inheritance is also lazy

When Shaqiu was talking to Feng Yiluan, his two eyes were originally curved, like two small crescents, but at this time, they immediately turned into two round hollows, and he said hoarsely in a cold tone: "You juniors, the deity reminds you that it is not so easy to obtain the inheritance of the deity, and the inheritance of the deity not only tests the strength, but also values the understanding and heart. Besides, since you are here, you can either get the inheritance and get out alive, or you will die here with the idea that your soul will be gone, leaving behind the bones that will not rot for 10,000 years to accompany the deity forever, and there is no other choice. ”

When the four of them heard this, they were shocked: "What? What did you say? If you don't get the inheritance, you can only die?"

"Isn't this the inheritance of the righteous path? Why are you so mad?"

Shaqiu was dissatisfied: "What is the fuss? There should be such preparations before coming in, people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and want to try their luck when they come in? How can there be such a cheap thing in the world?"

The one who couldn't stop coughing as soon as he came in finally stopped coughing, and said tremblingly: "Then I don't want to inherit it, let me go out!"

Shaqiu smiled: "It's late, as long as you come in, there is no way back, let alone back!"

Feng Yiluan remembered that Ji Li had only mentioned to outsiders that he had obtained the inheritance of the War King, and the rest did not have time to say anything, because at that time, they were in a hurry to escape from the encirclement of the Pillow Pavilion with the monks in the mountains, and how could they have time to elaborate on the experience in the inheritance.

So these people only found out where the entrance to the inheritance was, and didn't know anything else, so it was no wonder they were so shocked when they heard Shaqiu's words.

I only heard Shaqiu continue: "Don't talk nonsense, the four of you come in together, the difficulty is doubled, this little girl is well-behaved and cute, the difficulty is halved......"

Before Sha Qiu's words were finished, the middle-aged monk led by the four opened his mouth and questioned, "Why?"

"yes, why? Why do we want to double the difficulty, and she halves the difficulty?"

Shaqiu replied, "Because the deity is afraid that you will not survive half an hour in the trial of four times the difficulty, so I will only double it for you!"

That's a real reason.

The four of them wanted to say something more, but Shaqiu suddenly became ruthless: "One more word, the difficulty of the trial will be doubled! If you want to die here within a breath, leave a last word, even if you stay, no one will be able to receive it!"

The King of War is the King of War, a strong man who swept across the continent for several years nine thousand years ago! Although this is only the idea left by the predecessor of the King of War, although the shape is just a round sand ball, but the momentum is strong enough!

The four of them were so frightened that they didn't dare to speak again.

The sand ball turned into the air, raised a puff of dust and sand, turned into sand mist, and said, "Let's go!" and the four of them disappeared together.

Feng Yiluan still stayed in place, she thought to herself, this War King's predecessor's mind transmitter doesn't talk about coming first and coming later, but it seems that these four people are afraid that they won't live long, do they want them to die early and get out of the sea of suffering?

The thoughts left by the war king gathered back into a ball of sand, turned to look at Xiang Feng Yiluan, his eyes were bent like crescent moon again, and said to Feng Yiluan with a smile: "Little girl, I have a good idea, have you ever killed someone?"

“…… Killed. Feng Yiluan said truthfully.

"Very good, then the Thousand Beasts Trial or the Real Showdown, which one do you want to choose?" asked Shaqiu with a smile.

Feng Yiluan was surprised, could it be that the mind of the War King Venerable still depends on the people to cook? Do you get special treatment? Obviously, this sand ball is very fierce to those four people, and he turned his face to himself and smiled, although the smile is too ugly, it makes people's scalp hurt, it is better not to laugh, but after all, the attitude is different.

She tentatively asked, "Can you still choose?" the little animal is innocent and has done nothing wrong......

Before she finished speaking, Shaqiu hurriedly said: "Okay! Then you choose a real person duel, you go and kill those four people first, and the deity will see your background!"

Feng Yiluan hurriedly said, "I haven't finished yet...... And everyone came in the same way, so they should play fairly, why did I want to kill them?!"

"There are too many people who have come in recently, and the cost of spiritual power is great when there are many people, so you divide the winners and losers with each other first, and then go down if you win, you can also save a lot of spiritual power for the deity. ”

Feng Yiluan: "......"

Shaqiu said again: "Moreover, these three people, one is a third-grade intermediate level, one is a third-grade beginner level, and two second-grade ones are not worth mentioning at all, the deity doesn't understand why their realm is so weak, and their heart is not good, if you can't even beat it, what kind of inheritance can you talk about?

"Uh...... You seem to have a lot of point, senior. ”

Feng Yiluan understood, well, this is really not difficult for him.

And she knew that the predecessor of the War King was not a good temper, before he ascended, when he was in this world, he had killed all kinds of people, otherwise how could he be left with such a good reputation.

I'm afraid it's even more aggressive than the dust three buckets.

If it is said that the Venerable of the War King is cruel, the path of cultivation is like this, and now the monks in this world have not seen the appearance of the prosperous era of cultivation 10,000 years ago, the Venerable of the War King ascended more than 9,000 years ago, and at that time, it was the era when the strong were respected!

The sand ball turned into sand mist again, covering Feng Yiluan: "Go you!"

Feng Yiluan was in a trance, and was transported to another dimension.

There was a heavy fog around her, and she couldn't see anything at first, so she took out the heavy sword from the storage jade bracelet and held it in her hand.

He walked a dozen or so steps tentatively.

At this time, I am not in a hurry to ask the dust seniors for help.

At this moment, she heard a voice from the other side.

One man complained, "What the hell is this place? It's such a fog that you can't see anything." ”

Another voice almost cried and said, "I said I didn't want to come, you have to take me along, I said I'll pick you up outside, it's good now, I don't know how to die!"

"What the hell is the death? The four of us, this place is mysterious, don't scare yourself. ”

"That is, the pavilion master of the Retreat Yuan Sect can go out alone, there are many of us, what are we afraid of?"

As several people were talking, one of them became nervous: "Shhhh

"Is there a monster coming, cheer up!"

Immediately they were silent, and they all pricked up their ears and listened.

As a result, the footsteps disappeared again, and in the thick fog, the figure of Feng Yiluan holding a heavy sword gradually appeared, and the embroidered shoes stepped on the rocky ground, like a butterfly.

The four of them drew their swords one after another, staring nervously at Feng Yiluan.

"How are you?"

"Why you again?"

"yes, it's me. Feng Yiluan was very entangled in her heart at this time, after all, these people were all righteous, but the battle king's mind wanted her to kill these four people...... Do you want to kill them or not?

She was thinking about it, when the middle-aged monk on the other side said with extreme vigilance and indifference, "What do you mean, you want to come and rob us?"

The kindness in Feng Yiluan's heart was suddenly disintegrated by this sentence, and she laughed angrily: "No, you guessed wrong. ”