"What about you... Or refuse?"

Yue Teng's answer surprised everyone in the audience, and there was silence for a while.

Everyone looked at him in amazement, wondering what he meant, let alone what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

Obviously, all the Immortal Sect disciples breathed a sigh of relief at this time. As long as Yue Teng didn't accept this idea, then they didn't have to worry too much. It also proves that they didn't hear the wrong person just now.

It's just a sigh of relief, followed by suspicion...

How exactly did Yue Teng plan to take them?

At this time, the Xiaoyuan brothers, who were trapped outside the valley, showed a little happiness after their faces changed slightly. He seemed to have escaped as if he were running for his life. Of course, this emotion soon made him feel endless shame.

God, I'm glad this humble family gave up the opportunity to compete with me...

How scared am I of him?

This hatred filled his heart!

He hated Yue Teng and even refused to accept his proudest inheritance...

He hates clay figurines and wants to transfer half of his inheritance to Yueteng casually...

He hated those Immortal Sect disciples. Aren't you Yue Teng's enemy?

Why are they all so confident in him now?

He even hated himself. Why did he become more and more afraid of Yue Teng instead of despising him?

All kinds of hatred made him even more convinced!

That is to kill Yue Teng!

Only by killing him can we wash away the rift in our hearts and be ourselves again.

...... Of course it doesn't matter if you don't go back, kill Yue Teng first!

This made him roar again, and he beat the immortal sect disciple on the edge of the flower valley fiercely!

Now that he was getting closer to the valley, closer to the mud that had been inadvertently passed down by the air conditioner, his magic was getting stronger and stronger. It could even be clearly seen that the large array of hundreds of Immortal Sect disciples, under his fierce bombardment, had actually appeared some cracks. At this time, the disciples of the Immortal Sect also became more and more strange and pale. They're close to their limits. It seems that in the next breath they will be blown to pieces by him ...

"Ignorant Little Son......"

After listening to Yue Teng's answer, the clay figure was silent for a long time, and then laughed. There was no anger or even disappointment in the voice. There is only a slight sarcasm and contempt: "This statue is obsessed with you because you have a small amount of money, but you have a kind heart." Maybe you'll have some interest in the future, but that doesn't mean someone can turn down the statue's kindness twice in a row......"

"What you just said, you will never be able to leave this ancient avenue again, but you will die!"

When his voice rang out, there seemed to be some kind of qi movement converging.

That feeling was like a certain being woke up, said a few words to Yue Teng, and was about to go to sleep again.

When he fell asleep, the will that enveloped him over the entire valley was also converging.

In the past, because his will enveloped the entire valley, all the monsters did not dare to approach, but now as his will gradually dispersed, the monsters also gathered again, and the pressure of the Xianmen disciples instantly increased several times...

Some of them have reluctantly supported them and are now in danger.

And Brother Xiao Yuan's face suddenly had a little more mocking smile!

The other Immortal Sect disciples were even more alarmed. They still didn't know what Yue Teng was thinking, but they knew that if they didn't take measures, they were afraid they would all die in this valley...

In the midst of all these complex emotions, Yue Teng just walked forward slowly.

His footsteps never stopped. Now he was in front of the clay figurines. Then he said lightly, "Who said there is only one dead end?"

The clay man looked at him mockingly: "I only have one inheritance, and only one person can leave......"

Yue Teng breathed a sigh of relief: "But what if I don't plan to leave?"

What he said surprised everyone around him and looked at him in bewilderment.

Even they were thinking, is this Yue Teng really crazy?

Otherwise, why do you always give people an unpredictable, seemingly calm, but somewhat crazy word?

However, Yue Teng's work is clearly crazier.

He suddenly shot and spat out the breath between his chest and abdomen, and then a gas machine went up like crazy.

This is the magical power of Huang Xuan's cultivation tactics!

In the eyes of all the disciples of the Immortal Sect, the magic power was simply terrifying!

Yao Yueteng has only been practicing for about three years. He has magic. He had already reached the peak of the eighth level of cultivation, and even reached the edge of the ninth level of cultivation. This magic is simply terrifying. What's even more terrifying is that the magical power gives people a very mixed feeling. The Taoist Xuanmen has both real dark implications, puzzling deception and evil bloody implications, as well as some opaque darkness...

At this time, they looked at Yue Teng, like looking at a bottomless abyss...

I can't see through, I don't understand!

The general popularity machine is revealed, which can make people see his achievements at a glance!

However, Yue Teng is not. He is now revealed, but it feels deeper and more unfathomable.

It's just that what's even more incomprehensible is that Yue Teng is now revealing what this trick is going to do?

You should know that his magic is even stronger than the air conditioner on the clay figurine.

The clay puppets are long dead, with only a little remnant of will.

But just this residual will was enough to roll Yue Teng's cultivation countless times!

"Actually, solving the current problem is also very simple......

Yue Teng revealed his achievements, sighed softly, and looked at the clay figure carefully. "We don't have to leave, we just let you go. You are the stator of the Enchanted Lake. Because of your existence, the dark magical aura in the Demon Lake will honestly stay here, and the Demon Lake will also exist, that is, you are a part of the Demon Lake!"

These words were not understood by the disciples of the Immortal Sect, but Luo Lingfei's eyes lit up.

The existence of the Raid Clay Man was originally one of the highest secrets of the Enchanted Lake or Enchanted Valley. The ordinary disciples of the Immortal Clan didn't know about it, but she did know. Everything Yue Teng knew was also what she had told him before.

Because of this, when she heard Yue Teng's words, she vaguely guessed something.

But Xuan frowned again because he didn't know what to do...

"Even so......"

The will of the Crossing Clay Man fluctuated slightly, and he didn't care: "What can you do with your ant-like strength?"

The mud inadvertently told the truth!

In front of it, Yue Teng is really like a bug, even if all the Immortal Sect disciples are combined, their strength is probably not unexpectedly muddy, it says that these people are all bugs, even if there is no insult, it is just a fact!

But when Yue Teng heard it, he laughed a little crazy: "Really?"

Then in the next breath, he suddenly gathered all his strength, and life and death accidentally collided with mud!

Boom.

His blow, which contains all his mana, is really dangerous!

All the disciples of the Immortal Sect, including Chuan, probably didn't dare to directly take such a terrible blow!

But this blow, accidentally in front of the mud, is like the wind!

It seems to stand right here, but it's intimately connected to the whole magical lake of fun. Air conditioning is unlimited. Yue Teng's blow was nothing more than a blow to the entire Magical Fun Lake. It's not a question of whether the magic idol can be shaken, it's a question of absurdity...

Not to mention that Mud inadvertently ignored this blow, the disciples of the Immortal Sect were also very confused.

Senior Brother Xiao Yuan couldn't help laughing, and then went directly to kill Yue Teng.

However, in the next breath, they will be frightened at the same time.

Because Yue Teng's blow was not only weak, but also in the wrong direction...

He didn't hit the clay idol at all, but he did!

Around the body of the mud puppet, there are countless skeletons kneeling, Yue Teng saw in his dream, these skeletons are all living and enemies of the mud puppet, after they die, they are all people here in the mud puppet town, always kneeling on his knees, forever confessing to him, now, these skeletons have accumulated thousands of years of praise and faint resentment, but they have never been at ease...

At this time, Yue Teng was fighting skeletons!

His blow is still weak compared to those skeletons ...

But his goal is not to break these bones ...

"I can't do anything......"

When Huang Xuanzhi was beaten out of breath, his voice sounded heavily: "But they can!"

Boom.

These dozens of hundreds of skeletons, scattered, unexpectedly knelt around the mud, each skeleton, condensed the wrath of the earth, intertwined, which made all the anger, form a kind of anger like a pent-up rage, erupted to the edge like a volcano, but unexpectedly forced to contain the mud, now maintaining the most basic balance and stability...

But with Yue Teng's Huang Xuanzhi angry, the situation changed...

All the resentment that had been suppressed for thousands of years was suddenly vented!

"What are you doing?"

The careless roar of the mud suddenly sounded, shaking all directions.

At this time, it seems that even the Enchanted Lake is in chaos.

But at this time, Yue Teng's voice was more domineering and decisive: "Of course, this is the ...... of accepting the inheritance"

“... But I don't like your legacy, it's okay with theirs!"

Yue Teng's voice grew louder and louder. At the end of the day, there was a faint force that could shake the clay figures: "I use Huang Xuan's qi to help you fuse your power in one place." If you still have some will in your bones, give me all your strength. I will use your inheritance to remove the stator of this magic lake and help you feel at ease!"

Boom. Boom. Boom.

In Yue Teng's bones shrouded in Huang Xuanzhi's qi, the steepness was different.

One of the skeletons, the earth was shocked with anger, suddenly rose up, melted into his Huang Xuan True Qi, and then made Yue Teng's Huang Xuan Qi, which was already a little complicated, become more complex and more powerful at this moment, that kind of power, has exceeded the limit that Yue Teng's cultivation can have, almost to the extreme!

Then, there are other bones!

All the skeletons, exuding an amazing aura!

They have their own strong resentment, and some remnants of will, but they are also unintentionally left behind by the dirt, because only then can they feel the shame of kneeling before them all the time!

For 10,000 years, they never thought of getting rid of the oppression of mud puppets and leaving here to be free.

But after all, they are all dead, and the strength of the individual is not as good as the mud puppet, and it is impossible to break free from the mud puppet, so that they can only kneel together, and the only change is that the anger is getting deeper and deeper, and they cry all day for some reason...

But now, Yue Teng gave them a chance!

He used his Huang Xuan ambition to gather these scattered grievances together!

Huang Xuan's qi has the characteristics of all-encompassing.