Chapter 312: Inheritance (5)
The paper pasted on the wall is a strange catalogue, as if it were a array.
Gradually, Zhan Yang raised his hand, bit the tip of his tongue, and blood spilled on the paper, and in an instant, brilliance rose everywhere.
The paper seeped into the wall and disappeared.
Suddenly.
Huge whirlpools rolled up the walls, and the wind blew.
Zhan Yang covered his face with his hands, quickly took two steps back, pinched a strange spell mark, recited it silently, and pointed to the wall: "Open!" â
The whirlpool on the wall vibrated violently, restoring the original appearance of the wall, but instead it presented a huge screen, revealing the picture.
On the screen, it is a dark and foggy place, which looks quite scary and weird.
"There were." Zhanyang took a few steps forward, stood in front of the wall, and looked intently inside.
Inside the picture is a huge palace, gloomy, Xiao Ling kneeling in the center, no, it should be kneeling in front of a huge stone statue in front of him, this stone statue is huge and hideous, exuding a strange crimson light.
"The power of the gods?" Zhanyang muttered to himself.
In the future, Zhan Yang has always believed that Xiao Ling's power of the underworld comes from himself, and after he came back, he personally checked it and found that there was no abnormality.
Until this time.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhanyang's heart moved slightly, and he decided not to go in for the time being, and to see it clearly first.
"Sir?" In the picture, Xiao Ling raised his head and stared at the stone statue.
"Have you decided?"
"Yes." Xiao Ling's eyes were firm, "I want to become stronger, to become stronger than my father, I don't want to lose my father." â
"Okay." The stone statue burst out laughing.
Zhanyang trembled in his heart and shook his head, Xiao Ling, Xiao Ling, you are really a sensible child.
The stone statue smiled and retracted: "To accept the inheritance, you must go through inhuman suffering, maybe you will die, let me ask again, have you thought clearly?" â
"Yes."
"Okay." The whole body of the stone statue suddenly bloomed with a strong crimson light, enveloping Xiao Ling, and Xiao Ling's body floated.
Floating in mid-air.
Endless red light, frantically squeezing and pouring into Xiao Ling's body.
"Ahh
Xiao Ling looked up to the sky and roared.
The sound shook in all directions, the dark palace trembled, the fog blew in all directions, and the pupils gradually widened.
Xiao Ling's body twisted, as if it would disintegrate in an instant.
"Soul Shift!"
Zhan Yang clenched his hands violently, his gaze became extremely gloomy, he gritted his teeth, and his whole body was filled with monstrous killing intent.
Damn it!
"I knew it wouldn't be that simple." Zhan Yang stared at the picture coldly, slowly took two steps back, his body trembled, and a faint halo appeared all over his body.
He breathed deeply.
The purple-black power continued to condense, and in an instant, the wind and clouds surged in the room.
"Hahaha, how many years, how many years, Lao Tzu can finally come out." The stone statue burst into laughter.
Xiao Ling blushed.
"Bastard!" Ye Xinyang opened his eyes, his eyes breathed fire, and at the same time, the others also opened their eyes.
Zuo Yan hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" â
Nameless said: "Zhanyang is unsealing the power in the body, and we are all shocked out." â
Zuo Yan's face changed greatly: "What happened?" â
"Xiao Ling didn't accept the inheritance at all, but he encountered a danger to his life." Lan Rui explained.
"What!?" Zuo Yan was shocked.
Ye Xinyang glared at Lan Rui and persuaded: "Don't worry, there is Zhanyang, I think, he will definitely not let Xiao Ling have trouble." â
"Do you want someone to knock the door open?" Teacher Cao interjected.
"Do you think someone will be able to open this door?" Qiu Soul asked with a smile.
"Don't you have a solution?" Dongfang Yun is also very anxious, she has been in contact for a long time, and she also loves Xiao Ling.
They were silent, only sighing slightly.
The policeman said: "Are you looking for Gao Sen Kuanxing?" â
Zhang Yan shook his head: "Don't ask more, you can't solve it with anyone, now, we can only wait." â
They are in a hurry.
is also shocked, no matter what they think, they would not have expected that Zhanyang, who was weak, would be an invincible figure.
Zuo Yan was extremely flustered.
Ye Tianming said apologetically: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault." â
Zuo Yan smiled reluctantly and shook her head.
in the room.
Zhanyang's whole body exuded a soaring purple-black aura, stretched out his hand, seeped into the wall picture, and walked in.
There was a muffled sound.
The figure appeared in the dark hall.
Xiao Ling's whole body was getting crimson and the aura became more and more intense, but he was not unconscious, he held on, as if he heard the sound, forcibly turned his head to look, and saw that it was Zhanyang, and couldn't help but smile: "Dad...... Daddy......"
"Huh? Who are you? â
"Humph!"
Zhan Yang snorted coldly, suddenly made a move, and slashed out a palm wind, cutting off the link between the two breaths, Zhan Yang turned around and caught Xiao Ling who fell.
"Daddy."
"Xiao Ling is good." Zhanyang smiled softly.
"I'm sorry Dad."
"Huh?"
"Worries you."
Zhanyang smiled and shook his head: "If you want to learn, you can tell your father, and your father will teach you." â
"I ......"
"Who are you?" The stone statue was furious to the extreme, and roared wildly, the palace trembled violently, the dust rolled down, and the ground cracked and rockfell, "Who are you?" How did you get in? Damn, shit. â
Zhan Yang smiled slightly, looked at Xiao Ling, and asked, "You want his strength?" â
Xiao Ling bowed his head and was silent.
"We are father and son, there is something in our hearts, even if it is the moon, I will pick it for you, say it, say out loud the will of your heart, heaven and earth, there is nothing that can stump your father." Show your pride, and your eyes are full of tenderness.
Xiao Ling grabbed his clothes violently, raised his head, blinked, and looked at him, his eyes moist: "Dad." â
"Good."
Rumble!
The crimson aura struck wildly, accompanied by the roar of the stone statue: "Ignore me? I don't know whether to live or die, let go of that child. â
Zhan Yang sneered, and with a slight wave, the crimson qi dissipated invisibly, and then, put Xiao Ling down, leaned against the pillar, and got up to look at the stone statue: "My son has taken a fancy to your strength, so hand it over." â
"Who are you?" The stone statue was shocked, and the entire stone statue was filled with a crimson aura, but it gradually calmed down.
"Zhanyang."
"Who is Zhanyang?"
"My name."
"......" the statue angrily, "you trick me." â
Zhan Yang smiled and said: "I am a person who has zĂ i but should not have zĂ i, I am not a god, but I have the power that no god has." Zhan Yang slowly clenched his hands, "I control the whole world and have absolute ability. â
The stone statue silently ran: "You mean, I shouldn't save zĂ i?" â
"That's right." Zhan Yang looked at him, "I don't think your own strength is compatible with the stone statue at all, this power doesn't belong to you at all, right?" â
The stone statue was shocked.
"You don't know what power this is, do you?" Zhan Yang asked with a smile.
"Who the hell are you?"
Zhan Yang didn't speak, his eyes became extremely sharp and cold, and slowly, he clenched his hands.
The breath is surging!