The formation of the old demon is not a mortal thing, the strong man at the peak of the Nirvana realm, the formation laid out, even if the powerhouse of the middle level of Nirvana comes here and wants to forcibly break it, he has to be very busy. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

What's more, the thousands of formations here are intertwined and intertwined, which is even more complicated.

Although it had existed for at least two hundred years and might no longer be impregnable, the Nirvana Realm Dual Powerhouse guarding outside the canyon had not thought of forcibly breaking it.

This is a senior, an evil cultivator, and he must be respectful and not offended.

If it weren't for this ancestor, two hundred years ago, the evil cultivators were driven out and wiped out, and there would be no soil for survival, how could they have developed to this point?

And within the formation.

Tang Zhun knelt on the ground in fear, his body trembled, and he didn't dare to raise his head. Because he was facing an 'Ancestor at the peak of the Nirvana Realm'. The slightest misconduct will result in the loss of that precious legacy.

Lin Qiubai couldn't help but sigh, there is no one with this psychological quality.

I want to ...... at that time

When Lin Qiubai met the old demon, he held his neck and defied it, and dared to act wantonly, talking nonsense, and even pounced on it to kill the old demon in the end.

Did he instigate?!

It's so unbearable, how can it be a big thing?

Lin Qiubai's so-called six geniuses were a little more contemptuous. After that, he sat upright, moistened his throat in a low voice, learned the voice and tone of the old demon, and at the same time manipulated the amplification formation to spread the words of the scene.

"The inheritance of the deity is not for mediocrity! If you want to take it, you can. But they must be put to the test, and if they fail, they will be seriously injured or killed. Have you figured it out?"

All the evil cultivators in the canyon, including the double cultivators of the Nirvana Realm, trembled inexplicably, and if they failed to accept the inheritance, would it be death?

It's cruel.

The cultivators wanted to know what would happen inside the formation, but the formation cut off the divine sense. Can't watch.

There was silence for a long time.

Only then did everyone hear Tang Zhun's angry answer: "For the rise of evil cultivation, in order to recreate the glory of evil cultivation, please ask the ancestor to give you a test, and it is not a pity to die." ”

"Good. ”

Lin Qiu's white voice was like a bell, solemn, and the purple-winged thundercloud leopard released coercion on the side. Assisting Lin Qiubai to bluff, the scene is very real, which makes people suspicious.

Moreover, how many people in this world are as bold as Lin Qiubai, who dare to go to the secret land alone, first kill the main master, and then occupy the magpie's nest, pretending to be an evil cultivator, and then calmly deceive a group of evil cultivators who have cultivated to a high level?

No.

Normal people don't think so peculiarly.

The group of evil cultivators in the canyon who had ten heads would not have thought that their respected ancestor had already burped, and what was waiting inside was a primary-level mole ant of the Yuan Realm.

And this ant not only did not panic at all, but methodically dug a pit and set a trap, trying to put them on a ruthless ......

……

"The deity asks you, what is the avenue of heaven and earth?"

"Back to the predecessors, the avenue is three thousand. ”

"In this way, you kowtow three thousand first, and you should be the gift of apprenticeship!"

Lin Qiubai's 'vicissitudes' voice could not hear the slightest emotion.

This is the dismount, and it is also the identity.

I am a dignified Nirvana Realm peak ancestor, and I can take the inheritance I left behind?

If there is no threshold, the inheritance will be given away, and Lin Qiubai's next performance will be doubted.

Throw off one of them first, wanting to capture the old man, and at the same time defeat Tang Zhun's remaining psychological defense.

At that time, he can only be led by the nose and finally fall into the trap.

Tang Zhun was stunned at first, but then he was relieved, how could the inheritance of the ancestors be so easy?

So without hesitation, he began to kowtow.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Tang Zhun slammed his forehead on the stone slab, and then raised it calmly and powerfully.

Every action strives to be standard, and strives to let the 'ancestor' see the sincerity and dare not relax at all.

This is no longer a simple kowtow, but self-torture.

He vows to be inherited, so there is no room for error. Because of this, he was tired of the obsession in his heart, and the pressure he was under became more and more intense, his body muscles were sore, and he trembled all over, but he kept gritting his teeth and insisting, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

An hour later.

Tang Zhun's forehead was dripping with blood.

And Lin Qiubai sat in the formation and laughed painfully.

Hundreds of people knock on the head for no reason, this feeling is very sour.

"Stop, the will is commendable. ”

Lin Qiubai stopped lightly, and after a thousand more knocks, he would die of boredom.

Seeing that Tang Zhun was grateful to Dade and became more and more respectful, Lin Qiubai flipped his palm, and the merits of the rivers and rivers appeared in his hand, and he was held up by the demon Wu Gu and came to Tang Zhun.

"There are two kinds of lineage of Buddha-figures. One of them: a king-level inferior merit.

Second: a god-level lower-grade exercise, plus a god-level Gu worm. The choice is yours. ”

Lin Qiubai's indifferent tone was mixed with endless temptation.

The evil cultivators outside the canyon gasped.

God-level high-grade meritorious decision!

Generally, it is rare to see a king-level inferior feat.

If you are not the master of a sect, you are not a person with abundant luck, how can you have the opportunity to enjoy the exercises above the king level?!

For a moment, everyone's eyes were full of longing.

The increase rate brought by the king-level inferior grade to the cultivation of the martial artist is 64 times, while the increase rate brought by the god-level lower-grade martial arts is an outrageous 512 times!

Just thinking about it makes people's hearts flutter, and they can't suppress their greed.

If anyone cultivates god-level exercises, then the cultivation speed is naturally a thousand miles a day, and they can leave a martial artist of the same age far behind!

The god-level exercises mean that achieving the peak of the Nirvana Realm is not a problem, and there is even a great chance of successfully hitting a higher realm!

The Nirvana Realm dual evil cultivator was short of breath.

The cultivators outside the canyon breathed heavily, their faces red and their ears red.

Tang Zhun was also trembling, and his heart was turbulent.

Lin Qiubai looked at Tang Zhun with interest, and silently closed the amplification formation.

In fact, Lin Qiubai is very scheming, he gives a choice, which is equivalent to no choice.

Any martial artist who is a little ambitious will only see god-level inferior merits.

Because merit is the foundation of a martial artist's cultivation!

And the god-level inferior meritorious service is fatal to the attraction of martial artists.

Capital says it well:

Doubling the profits can make the capitalists morally corrupt,

A fivefold profit can make the capitalist take risks,

Ten times more Lin Run can make the capitalists trample on all laws.

At present, this volume of god-level inferior merit is no longer a tenfold and hundredfold gain, it is a full five-hundredfold increase! It is enough for Tang Zhun to get lost in it and unable to extricate himself.

Tang Zhun cautiously raised his head and looked at the mountains and rivers, it was a king-level inferior merit.

And that Gu worm is very strange, eerie to the extreme, like a collection of evil in the world.

At that moment, my heart was beating wildly, and my blood was about to boil.

"The younger generation chooses the second one. ”

"Good. The second test begins. When you enter the evil cult, you must first make up your mind.

Only when you are strong-willed, ruthless-hearted, crazy, and not even afraid of self-harm, can you be invincible in battle and monopolize the majority when competing for opportunities. Do you understand?"

Lin Qiubai scolded loudly, as if the master of a sect was teaching and solving doubts.

"The younger generation has been taught. ”

Tang Zhun only felt that Lin Qiubai's words were exquisite, as if the golden rule was sharpening his martial will, and there seemed to be bursts of Dao sounds in his mind, and at the same time he was shocked in his heart, he also sighed that the ancestor had cultivated to the sky.

"If you have gains, you must lose something, this is the rule of heaven.

This god-level lower-grade exercise "Sunflower Treasure Book" can increase the cultivation speed by 500 times.

However, it also has a flaw, and it is too cruel to know if you can bear it......"

"The juniors can bear it!"

Tang Zhun answered excitedly, what could be more important than a god-level inferior meritorious decision?!

But after answering the question, he trembled with fright, and hurriedly lay down and kowtowed respectfully to Lin Qiubai.

"The younger generation has no intention of offending, please don't blame the ancestors. ”

"The future of the younger generations is immeasurable. ”

Lin Qiubai let out an old-fashioned sigh of admiration, and then looked playful, with a hint of blackness, and slowly spit out eight words:

"If you want to practice this skill, you must first go to the palace!"

Hearing this, Tang Zhun was shocked.

From the palace!?

As a man, self-palace is not only a pain, but also a shame!

However, at the moment, there is a volume of god-level low-grade martial arts, as long as he gets this volume of exercises, he can cultivate for thousands of miles in a day, become a generation of powerhouses, and look at the Quartet!

If he can't get this volume of god-level inferior merit, he will be just an evil cultivator that everyone shouts at, and his future may only be a little better than Wei Sanjie in the future.

But again, there is still no dignity.

To cut or not to cut?

Tang Zhun gritted his teeth, fine sweat oozed from his forehead, and bright blood dripped from his palm.