Here, Wang Huatian suddenly stopped and observed the reactions of the monks around him. He seems to be giving them some time to digest the reaction, and he's brewing something more important.

Lei Yang was already shocked by the news one after another. At this time, it was too late to remember. Flowing Cloud Pavilion Half-Sky Elder Wang Huatian continued to speak.

"However, there is the virtue of a good life. My four fathers had good ideas. They don't think it will be easy for you and the others to practice, so once they decide, all the spiritual monks who can break through the spirit realm with the spirit of the dragon in the twilight of this judgment will be recruited as disciples of the four priests when they return.

If a capable person can use the legendary spirit of the Heavenly Dragon to break through to the spiritual realm, it will directly become the inheritance of Liuyun Pavilion.

Many people may not know what sequence inheritance is. To put it simply, I am working hard to train the heirs of this family. I am blessed to be the pride of the heir. Without this, future achievements are not immeasurably high. The most popular saying is that once it becomes a sequence inheritance, its state will be high. They are immediately equal to the elders in the cabinet.

The words of Elder Wang Huatian of Liuyun Pavilion burned the entire wasteland cleanly. Just being a disciple of any of the four schools, or even a disciple of the outside world, is enough to drive all spiritual practitioners crazy, not to mention the temptation of supreme inheritance.

The entire wilderness, because of the shocking news in Wang Huatian's last sentence, completely fell into endless madness.

If we say that many monks hesitated when we first heard about the dangerous anomaly of dusk, all the monks were unfazed once the astonishing news came out.

In fact, it was a great boo between the monks and them. All the monks retreated under this prestige, and even the elders of the four clans spread powerful spells to protect their clan's disciples.

Fortunately, while the pressure emitted by the light curtain is very high, it does not last long. After dozens of breaths, the light curtain stopped shaking, and the countless Uncle runes on the light curtain disappeared, and the powerful pressure was like a tide. In a short time, they all retreated. Suddenly, the wasteland was back to normal.

When the vibration of the curtain stopped, the whole huge curtain seemed to fade a lot, as if the vibration consumed too much energy, giving a very faint feeling.

That is to say, at this time, in the sky, the position of Wang Huatian, the elder of Liuyun Pavilion, suddenly "clicked" on the huge light curtain array, like a piece of cotton cloth torn out.

As the sound came out, a huge crack appeared in the light curtain. In fact, it can't be called a crack because the crack isn't completely cracked, but this part of the array light curtain looks dimmer than the rest. The illusion of a faint crack can be seen from the outside. Call it a crack, but more accurately.

But at this time, Wang Huatian walked out in the sky without hesitation and went straight to the direction of the rift.

On the way, he pressed his hand hard, and drank loudly in his mouth: "Ghost hand, Liu Wendao, Lu Meng, the crack in the battle method has appeared, you and the three elders, while it is not yet advantageous, when the curtain of justice is still very weak, we will do our best to break it." "He cracked open and opened the passage to the tomb. ”

Wang Hua's voice just disappeared. The ghost of an old man dressed in a black robe and a skeleton tattoo is the first to appear. Lu Meng, the elder of the Tianmen Sect, dressed in sky blue, followed closely behind, and finally Liu Wendao, the elder of the Qing Xuezong.

Almost at the same time, the three people walked out of their respective positions and went straight to Wang Huatian's position with three astonishing fluctuations.

In addition, Wang Huatian is very strong and suffocating. As soon as he pressed his hand, the sky suddenly turned upside down. It seems that countless clouds have changed from space. After a while, a huge cloud condensed like a mountain. It violently pierced the crack of the light curtain at breakneck speed.

"Ahh

However, such a powerful trick, in the crack that was about to burst, actually pierced only a small groove.

In the continuous retreat, Lei Yang immediately saw the power of this method, which must be extraordinary. At this time, the light curtain was weak and also in the fragile cracks, but a strong man like Wang Huatian's Yuan Ying attacked strongly, but it was just a small groove, and it collapsed, which made Lei Yang directly have some questions, in the previous news, whether the cracks on the light curtain really existed.

However, the attack did not end. At the moment when Wang Huatian's big cloud was pierced, the ghost hand of the Ghost Dao Gate flashed. Without hesitation, he raised his right hand and grabbed it hard in the clearing. The void around him immediately erupted from the void in countless black mist.

The black fog gathered all at once, getting thicker and thicker. In the blink of an eye, a huge ghost claw formed in front of him. At the moment when Wang Huatian's cloud spear collapsed, the huge ghost claw tightly grasped the groove that Yun Snatch had just pierced.

The crack in the light curtain reappeared with a loud bang. The huge claw collapsed in an instant, but the original depression, under the claw's grip, was also severely distorted.

I don't know when I added a handful of delicate Kongming powder to his hands. The roots and feathers of that fan were golden and large, exuding a brilliant brilliance, but also carrying a strong pressure, at first glance, it was absolutely extraordinary.

At this time, the giant claw of the ghost hand suddenly collapsed, and Kong Mingfan in his hand suddenly appeared, and a huge wind blade was like a terrifying heaven, with a strong tearing sound, like lightning, and rushed straight to the place where it was twisted by the claw of the ghost hand.

Again, a deep voice was heard. Although the light curtain at the crack was strong, after the collapse of the huge blades, a clearer crack appeared.

The moment the crack appeared, Liu Wendao, the old man in Qingxue, finally left with him and drank loudly: "Now, open the door for me!"

When his voice came out, the green sword in his hand slashed violently. After a crisp sound of knives, an indescribably ferocious sword leaped into the sky.

The power of this sword, the spread of that sword, makes this wilderness our center.

Seeing the monks around them, they all walked straight to the gap in the Dharma Light Curtain. Lei Yang followed the monk and soon walked to the crack passage.

As it approaches the crack channel, the cold air becomes more intense. After feeling the cold and creepy air, Lei Yang couldn't help but tremble.

However, at this time, on the top of a large mountain far away from the wilderness, a middle-aged man in a green shirt was looking at the many monks in the field, who entered the curtain of the battlefield at full speed, suddenly raised his head, and sneered.

The middle-aged man in a green shirt has a goatee and a prominent black mole at the corner of his mouth. He is no one else, but a master of the Dragon Clan, Master Qingming.

Especially when he saw the 10,000 spiritual cultivators he had recruited behind the curtain of battle, his face twitched and his eyes were filled with indifferent resentment.

"Hahaha, this time, I'm ready, I'm sure the traces of the dragon god in the tomb will definitely become my cyst.

Yunshui Cliff, you old thing, wait for me, wait for me to absorb the spirit of the dragon and realize the greatest Heavenly Dao Ingot in the world, I will kill Liuyun Pavilion, I will lose face and come back as much as possible! After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, his words seemed to have a great hatred for Liuyun Pavilion.