Chapter 120: The Inheritance of the Demon Lion

"Demon Lion Graveyard!" Hearing this, Tang Lin and Xiao Zi both showed shocked expressions.

The Demon Lion was silent for a long time before he spoke, "The Demon Lion Graveyard is also called the 'Land of Inheritance'. As he spoke, he looked at the terrifying pool of crimson blood.

Xiao Zi also looked at the pool of blood, and in the creepy pool of blood were rolling demon lions, and a stinky breath rushed to his nose. He felt like vomiting, but he resisted the feeling of nausea and walked towards the pool of blood in a daze.

He felt that there was a power from the blood in this blood pool calling him, and this power kept telling him to throw him into the blood pool.

Tang Lin was worried about danger and wanted to stop him, but after taking two steps, there was a sudden sound of "knocking" wood breaking under his feet. Tang Lin was stunned and raised his feet to look down, only to see that a leg bone under his feet was stepped on by him in two, and the leg bone was black all over his body, without a trace of spiritual energy flowing, and he looked forward again and found the other leg bone and body bone. The man's clothes were all rotten, leaving only a swarthy skeleton that could not be identified.

Tang Lin didn't care about the bones, thinking, "I don't know which unlucky guy fell." He didn't care about him immediately, and shouted at Xiao Zi: "Xiao Zi calm down!" The blood pool didn't know what the situation was, Tang Lin didn't dare to let Xiao Zi go down rashly.

Suddenly, the Demon Lion said, "Let him go! This blood pool is the essence blood of the Demon Lion's ancestors! It is reserved for future generations to improve their strength." After speaking, he sighed and looked up at the sky, before the Demon Lion clan died, they would come here, scatter the essence blood into the pool, and leave the bones here to guard the blood pool. But now that he is the only one left in the Demon Lion Clan, this blood pool is probably useless.

He turned his head again and said to Tang Lin: "You are Xiao Zi's eldest brother! Go down together, how much power you can absorb depends on your creation!" He knew that he wouldn't last long, and he would definitely die if he experienced another big battle, so he avoided Duan Gaoyang and his party.

Tang Lin asked, "This! It's not suitable, how can I take this inheritance with Xiao Zi!" He also thought that the power in this blood pool could only be absorbed by one person, so he naturally didn't want to compete with Xiao Zi. But what he didn't know was that the Demon Lion Clan had been in a state of negative growth, and the power in the blood pool was accumulating more and more, while the Demon Lion was getting less and less. Now the power in this blood pool is enough even for ten Xiao Zi to absorb.

The Demon Lion said, "Don't worry, go down! The power of this blood pool is far greater than you think!"

Tang Lin thought for a moment, then nodded, "Okay!" When he walked towards the pool of blood. The closer he got to the blood pool, the stronger the fishy smell became, Tang Lin frowned, although he felt disgusted, but after all, this was the inheritance place left by the ancestors of the demon lion, and the demon lion was still watching, so he had to grit his teeth, calm down, treat this smell as nothingness, and jumped into the blood pool.

As soon as he entered the blood pool, he felt a brutal force rushing towards his body, making him feel a faint pain, and he screamed unconsciously. He looked at Xiao Zi again, and saw that Xiao Zi's expression was also painful, but she looked much better than himself. Thinking about it, Xiao Zi has a blood relationship with the demon lion, and the essence blood of this demon lion does not reject him so much.

That power poured into his body from Tang Lin's every hairy eye, and the power continued to gather in his body, and it was about to burst his body. Tang Lin's face was flushed, and there was white gas bubbling from the top of his head, knowing that if he continued like this, he would definitely be supported to death by this power, even if he ran the "Mixed Yuan Devouring Heaven Sutra" to urge the devouring spiritual power, he continued to refine the power of the demon lion essence blood in his body.

The power of the demon lion's essence blood was refined by devouring spiritual power, turning into majestic pure spiritual power and surging into Tang Lin's two spirit bones. His two spirit bones were black and crimson, one bright and the other dark, as if he were breathing.

Above, Duan Gaoyang and Han Shicheng and his party flew downward, and the surroundings looked full of darkness, only the flying magic weapon was lit up with a faint light. They couldn't see the stone wall in front of them clearly, and there was no clear reference, so they didn't know if they were fast or not. It's just flying blindly downward.

I don't know how long he flew downward, but some sweat oozed from Han Shicheng's back, and the sweat soaked onto his clothes, making his clothes cling to his back. This place is far lower than the other place, and there is no sunlight all day long, so it is also very cold, and as soon as the sweat comes out, Han Shicheng only feels a trace of coldness behind him, and his clothes freeze and stick to his skin.

This feeling was very uncomfortable, Han Shicheng was disgusted, and released his spiritual power to shatter the ice on his clothes. Releasing the power of space was too much of a drain on his spiritual power, and Rao is realm reached the ninth level of Qi Gathering and was a little unable to support it. He said a little impatiently: "Duan Gaoyang! How long will it take to arrive! This won't be a bottomless pit!"

Duan Gaoyang's face was a little heavy, and it took a long time before he spoke: "Brother Han, I haven't been to this place either, and I don't know how deep it is. Still, I think it's almost there!"

When Han Shicheng heard this, his expression was a little unkind and said, "You shouldn't have set up a situation to plot against us!" After saying that, the other nine people of Wanyun Sect all looked at the Zhaoyang Mansion and his party carefully, and a few of them even touched their hands to the blades, as if the Zhaoyang Mansion was really going to do something.

Everyone in Zhaoyang Mansion also stood up together, opposing the Wanyun Sect and a few people, in case they would attack. For a moment, the anger here was a little nervous, and even the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard clearly in the air.

Duan Gaoyang flew in front of everyone in Zhaoyang Mansion, waved his hand and said, "Don't act rashly, Brother Han, you also let your brothers calm down." ”

Han Shicheng also waved his hand, and the few people who touched the blade also put their hands down. Han Shicheng said coldly: "It's hard for you to convince me like this! I can control me, but I can't control my brothers!"

Duan Gaoyang smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Han believes me, there is absolutely a fate at the bottom of the cliff, I swear as the crown prince of Zhaoyang Kingdom, if I have half a lie, I will lose the position of crown prince." In fact, Duan Gaoyang has no bottom in his heart, he has not reached the end after flying for so long, so many years have passed, who knows that the place where the person who left the letter is still there.

Han Shicheng thought for a moment and made a decision: "Okay! I'll believe you for the time being, if you don't have anything at the bottom of the cliff, don't blame me for being reckless!"

Hearing this, Duan Gaoyang could only smile bitterly and didn't say anything. If there really wasn't anything at the bottom of the cliff, he wouldn't be restrained.

Half an hour later, the Demon Lion was seriously watching Tang Lin and Xiao Zi cultivating in the blood pool. The strength of one person and one lion is very arrogant, and after these years, the strength of one person and one lion has increased to varying degrees. What's even more amazing is that a careful whirlpool appeared next to Tang Lin, the whirlpool rotated from right to left, and the power in the blood pool was endlessly poured into his body.

Suddenly, the demon lion heard some commotion above his head. He has excellent hearing, and it is so quiet that no wind or grass can escape his ears.

He understood that it was those people who chased after him, and looked at Tang Lin and Xiao Zi in front of him, he didn't know what to do. Once the blood pool enters, it is necessary to absorb the power to the peak before it can get out, otherwise it will suffer from the backlash of the blood pool and become a part of the blood pool. The demon lion was afraid that Tang Lin and Xiao Zi would be interrupted after his death and become part of the blood pool, but he was also afraid that the people above would be killed.

In desperation, he bowed and worshipped those demon lion bones, and he didn't know what he was talking about. But what he said was translated into human language: "O great ancestors, please bless your descendants from the devil! O great ancestors, your descendants are about to be in danger, please manifest ........"

After the prayer, the yin aura here suddenly increased greatly, and a green lamp lit up from the bones of the demon lion, there were about eleven in total, and if you looked closely, you could see that the lamps were the souls of the dead demon lion, and they opened their eyes, revealing scarlet eyes.

The Demon Lion bowed again, got up and rushed towards the cliff, the Demon Lion's wings had suffered serious losses in the previous battle, and could never recover, but fortunately, he was strong and fast, so he was able to practice this stunt of flying eaves and walls.

The magic lion was on the cliff, and he took a step seven feet away, and the sound of "da-da" came from the feet of the demon lion and echoed on the cliffs on both sides.

Above, Duan Gaoyang and Han Shicheng were two people, without saying a word, and the atmosphere was still cold. The mood of the people on both sides was very complicated, and Wan Yunzong was worried that Zhaoyang Mansion had set a trap to trap them. And Zhaoyang Mansion was worried that it couldn't find the blood pool.

Suddenly, Duan Gaoyang heard the sound of "da-da" coming from below, the sound was extremely rhythmic, and the sound was getting louder and louder. At the same time, he also felt a dangerous aura, stopped, and did not dare to fly downward.

Seeing Duan Gaoyang, the red-robed man stopped and asked, "Your Highness, why did you stop?"

Also hearing the sound was Han Shicheng, Han Shicheng and Duan Gaoyang were both at the ninth level of Qi Gathering, and their hearing was far beyond ordinary people, his expression was cloudy, and he didn't dare to go down.

Bao Si in the back also asked, "Senior brother, why don't you leave?"

Except for Duan Gaoyang and Han Shicheng, among the group, there are seven people who are level 8 of Qi Gathering, and the rest are all level 7 of Qi Gathering. These people with a lower realm naturally did not have as sensitive perception as Duan Gaoyang and the others, so they didn't hear the voice clearly.

But after a few breaths, everyone stopped together, and there were a few people from the lower realm, breaking out in a cold sweat, their faces were pale, and they looked down tremblingly.

The rag said that there were the bones and soul of a demon lion underneath, and they thought that the sound was made by a ghost, so they were naturally very afraid.

Under the atmosphere of fear, a loud lion's roar was heard. A majestic rumor shook into everyone's mind, and the voice said: "Commit my holy land!