Nangong Fan continued to wait, waiting for the blood demon son to say, the exercise that was close to the Taoist canon appeared.

That was once an extremely extraordinary ancient barbarian tribe, the most important inheritance.

Of course, it is also possible that his talent does not lead to his appearance.

Such an unknown thing is worth looking forward to.

The sky grew dark.

Nangong Fan couldn't help but be extremely disappointed in his heart, although he behaved approachable, he was born in a famous family, and his eyes unconsciously carried a pride from the bottom of his heart.

Compared with the frog-like human race at the bottom of the well in the Starry Sky Realm, he is a jack of all trades, and he has a lot of knowledge of laws and history.

Of course, this pride is not contempt for that pride, but self-esteem.

Nangong Fan is not very old, except for the things he has experienced in the past two years, except for those stories that he thought were just legends, he was like a blank sheet of paper.

The innocence is still there, and the blood is still flowing, which can be seen from the fact that he is willing to stand in a ghost town for some inner persistence.

But he is still a child after all, although there have been a lot of bumps in the past two years, in general, it is quite smooth. From every time he broke through, he felt that the second child of the earth and the third child of the earth thought that he was already about to fly into the sky and shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

This time it failed here!

Even if I was prepared, I was depressed.

Is your talent really not as high as you imagined?

"Click. ”

One after another, the sound rang out from all around.

Nangong Fan retracted his mind and watched countless cracks appear in this space.

It seems that it really failed!

The last thought was destroyed by the image of the imminent disappearance of this inheritance space.

Nangong Fan sighed helplessly.

His helpless sigh, if it was heard by the barbarians in the north, I don't know how many people would want to hammer him to death directly.

Think about them, being able to attract a point of light and successfully get the inheritance is enough to glorify the ancestors and burn high incense.

Everyone can attract a few points of light, and it really depends on a bit of luck if they can't catch it in their own hands.

It's like Nangong Fan at the beginning, there are countless points of light, desperately leaning around his body, hoping to be favored by Nangong Fan.

People are really angry with people than people. This is not a naked show-off, what is it?

The inheritance space was about to be completely shattered in front of Nangong Fan's eyes, turning into nothingness.

Suddenly, my heart beat violently.

This beating was so violent, Nangong Fan even wondered if it would be because he didn't want to be himself, and he wanted to jump out of this chest directly to see what kind of scenery was outside his body.

The bloodline in the body that was diagnosed as an "ancient barbarian" is boiling!

A phantom shadow emerged from behind Nangong Fan, with the sun and moon above his head and his feet on the mountain.

The eyes were like wolves and tigers, and a wave of madness and dignity burst out.

The black cracks scattered throughout the inheritance space suddenly lit up with a luster, echoing the phantom eyes.

The space seemed to tremble, and a flash of divine light flashed from the sky, obediently and skillfully falling on Nangong Fan's subconsciously open palm.

The shadow behind it disappeared silently.

Just looking at it with your eyes, the first exercises that emerged were in the form of light spots, and the exercises that vaguely formed a human shape were the size of a fingernail, and this divine light was exactly the size of a palm.

Like the sun, it gives Nangong Fan a boundless warm feeling.

The divine light disappeared, and a small turtle shell appeared on Nangong Fan's palm.

The turtle shell is full of strange lines, like a ghost painting peach talisman, and it seems to contain some kind of heavenly imprint of heaven and earth.

Nangong Fan couldn't help but lower his head, and there was a slight flower in front of him.

A low sigh seemed to ring in his ears.

"Huang Fan!"

Nangong Fan was extremely sure, this was the voice that kept calling him!

It's just that I've never heard the surname so clearly before, should I have the surname Huang?

Nangong Fan had long known that his surname was with his mother, and he couldn't help but think of Huang Taiyi, who treated him like a brother.

Is this a coincidence, or what?

The identity of the mother has been completely revealed, but the identity of the father is becoming more and more muddy, and now it is completely unclear.

Breaking free from his thoughts and looking at the constantly beating symbols on the turtle shell, Nangong Fan was blind, and he couldn't understand what it meant at all.

"Put it away. The Blood Demon Zi sighed twice, and the figure disappeared again, muttering in a voice that only he could hear, "Sun Tribe......"

Nangong Fan had just put the turtle shell into the ring when a flash of divine light suddenly struck and swept him away from the spot.

In a haze, Nangong Fan saw what this magnificent building really looked like.

This is a huge three-legged golden crow carved out!

Nangong Fan thought of Zilong in the void, could this be the totem of the ancient barbarian tribe that had completely disappeared in history?

I haven't seen the specific appearance of this divine bird yet.

The divine light wrapped around him and disappeared in the sharp beak of the divine bird.

It seemed that this huge Divine Bird building was just a void, and the divine light took him directly through the sky without any discomfort, no collision at all.

The divine light disappeared, and everything in front of him gradually became clearer.

"Hello, honorable Chosen One!"

Before Nangong Fan could see everything in front of him, a voice suddenly came.

Nangong Fan's heart was groaned, and he was so frightened that he almost jumped up.

Are there still living people here?

I'm a mother!

Speaking so suddenly will scare people to death, there is wood!

Nangong Fan's pupils contracted sharply, and he saw that there was no figure in front of him at all, but a ball of stones.

Auditory hallucinations?

Before Nangong Fan could figure out if he was insane, the stone in front of him began to squirm, his head and feet appeared, and he stood up abruptly.

Stone into fines?

The flat face of the stone man suddenly had two more rays of light, and an extra horizontal line underneath it.

The horizontal line rose and fell, and the mechanical sound sounded again. "Hello, honorable Chosen One. Number 79 at your service. ”

"What the hell are you? Seeing clearly what was talking, Nangong Fan was not so afraid.

There is also the leisure to glance around and browse this small space.

There was a dark lamp overhead, surrounded by deep black walls, and there were no doors or windows. It's like a place of confinement.

"I'm number seventy-nine. ”

Wide-eyed staring, Nangong Fan is stupid!

The stone man didn't seem to see that Nangong Fan was stunned, and continued to open his mouth, saying mechanical words.

"You can pick an item from it and take it. ”

With a wave of his palm, the black walls around him rose to a shiny glow, and squares appeared, in which all kinds of items were placed, and only a few or two squares were empty.

Nangong Fan couldn't help but walk over and look at one of the squares, which contained a crystal clear white bone.

"This is a keel, forged by the hands of the Yang Zhen priest, and has accompanied the priest for more than 100 million years, and has unimaginable power. ”

Nangong Fan looked away and placed it on top of an ordinary-looking flower.

"Smelling Dao flowers can make people sense the opportunity to become enlightened faster. ”

A piece that was almost identical to the turtle shell that he had already gotten his hands on from the inheritance space.

"This is the turtle shell of the Lingguang Turtle, which is famous for carrying the best exercises and moves with inexplicable spiritual performance, and this turtle shell records the various moves that Lord Wuxu once created, because the matching exercises have not yet been completed, so they stayed here. ”

"Hemolysis can improve people's physical fitness. ”

"Enlightenment tea can make people enter the state of enlightenment. ”

"Nine Phantom Blades, a divine weapon of the Underworld Pseudo-Dao Weapon level. ”

"The Heavenly Compass, the Broken Dao Weapon. ”

......

"Spiritualist flowers can make people find their lost souls in the world. ”

"Hmm. Nangong Fan looked at the small flowers in front of him, and after looking at it this time, he also guessed why the things in the lattice were very small, and they looked no different from ordinary grass and flowers.

Nasumeru is in mustard seeds.

The space in each of these compartments is not as small as it seems. This is just a perception, and if he really puts it out, he is afraid that the breath can tear him apart.

Everything in front of him was not something he could remember now.

Nangong Fan now has to sigh that this disappeared ancient barbarian tribe was once too prosperous!

He couldn't wait to get all these things in front of him.

Look, there are pseudo-Dao weapons, mutilated Dao weapons, all kinds of divine flowers, divine grasses, and the footprints left by priests and super strong body cultivators.

Why, can I only choose one?

Nangong Fan was about to cry. It's hard to choose!

When hearing this flower profile that looks like a dog's tail grass. Nangong Fan was finally moved, turned his head to look at the stone man beside him, and now knew that this was just a puppet who came according to certain rules and regulations.

No wonder I didn't feel a little breath from it.

And among the three-legged golden crow statues of such puppets, I am afraid that there are no less than 7,000.

I'm dripping a turtle turtle!

That's too strong, isn't it?

Qijiu said calmly, "Soul Grass, a sacred grass that only exists on the banks of the Huangquan River, Huangquan is extremely difficult to find like the long river of time, and everything depends on fate." It can make people find the soul left in the world, which means that it can make up for a person's injured soul. The Soul Conjuring Grass is definitely one of the best existences among the spirit grasses in this regard. It is a treasure that all people with crippled souls dream of. ”

Nangong Fan's breathing gradually became short, the blood demon was saved?

Even the divine flowers and divine grasses in front of them who are prone to enlightenment, the strange magic weapons that destroy the heavens and the earth at every turn, and the methods and moves that can easily step into the supreme heavenly Dao. At this time, it is not as dazzling as this dog's tail grass in his eyes.

Don't think about it, Nangong Fan also knows how many times the blood demon has saved him, and how many useful things he has explained to himself, in order to make him better, he is no longer so panicked, and it is worth giving up everything!

Nangong Fan stretched out his hand.

"Wait!"

A faint voice sounded in his ears.

It's a blood demon!

Nangong Fan's hand paused slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, you old turtle finally couldn't help it?

"The grade is too low, and it doesn't work as well as I imagined. The corners of the Blood Demon Son's mouth were a little bitter, even he was a little excited just now, fortunately, the Sun Tribe didn't set up too high a defense here, and he easily rushed into this grid to explore its rank.

It's also a mistake to have a soul level that is too high!

Nangong Fan frowned slightly, but his eyes became more determined, "It's good if it works!"

"It's not worth it. The Blood Demon Son said, "For me, even if I recover that trace of my divine soul, I won't absorb this divine grass so violently." ”

"Of course, if you have enough strength, it's no problem to choose this, take it out for auction, and it is guaranteed to be more precious than anything in any of these grids. The question is, do you dare to put it up for auction?"

Nangong Fan was silent, isn't it a fancy way for a little kid to take this thing to auction?

Any thing here can make a strong man like the Ghost Luo Emperor take risks, and it is more precious than this, I am afraid that the door of the auction hall will not be able to get out.

It's too easy for this world to evaporate a person.

"I suggest choosing things that are useful to you now, Dao weapons, pseudo-Dao weapons, and other things can all be lost. The Blood Demon looked around the audience, easily breaking through the lattice space to see its inner situation.

"I've taken a closer look, and there are five things worth choosing, so make your own choice. ”