The aura of the main hall suddenly became tense.

When the demon monk's words fell, the old woman holding the locust wooden cane raised her head, with a slight smile on her wrinkled face, but there was no smile.

The expression of the young woman in red did not change in the slightest, she just stared at Lu Han in the blink of an eye, charming and charming.

"What's that saying?"

The old woman spoke hoarsely, her voice calm, but she was already standing next to the demon monk, her eyes flashing like a poisonous snake.

"Xuanyuan is leaving four kinds of inheritance martial arts here, you and I are the same, and the last inheritance depends on our ability!"

The demon monk spoke.

"Where's the hooves?"

Mother-in-law Huaixin glanced at the young woman in red, with disgust and malice in her eyes.

Hongye Ji took her eyes back from Lu Han, not caring at all about the viciousness in the eyes of her mother-in-law, and the smile on her face became more and more charming, "But...... What if people want two inheritances?"

"Just you, you hooves, do you still want two inheritances?

Mother-in-law Huaixin's face was murderous.

The demon monk's brows furrowed slightly, the three of them had been at a stalemate because of this matter before, and it was impossible to obtain the inheritance without the blood of the evil royal clan.

But now Lu Han has appeared!

At this moment, Lin Huang also looked at the corner of the main hall, and next to the last scroll, there were four scrolls inlaid in the wall.

The scrolls were scarlet, and the blood was falling drop by drop, as if it would never end.

And at the top of the scroll, there was a line of scarlet characters, containing a resentful killing intention, Lin Huang just glanced at it, and he felt that the qi and blood in his body were rushing, and he could hardly suppress it.

- Kill the evil royal clansmen, you can get the inheritance!

The so-called evil king clan naturally refers to the people of the Xuanyuan family in the Eastern Spirit Realm today.

Except for Xuanyuan to raise troops, there is only Lu Han.

And the inheritance recorded in those four scrolls, Lin Huang also felt very familiar with it just by virtue of the name of the inheritance.

Three thousand blood shadows.

Blood Spirit.

Yin Blood Secret Method.

Blood Moon Snatching Spirits!

The four inheritances are the evil arts corresponding to the four major blood marquis of the Blood Spirit Palace. I don't know how many years ago, these four people killed a Xuanyuan clan here, and obtained the inheritance of the evil king.

Maybe it's Xuanyuan's father?

Or the extremely remote side branch bloodline of the Xuanyuan family.

Looking at the seductive scroll, Lin Huang was cold at the corners of his mouth. Perhaps after seeing the strange evil of the Four Great Blood Princes, the Eastern Spirit Realm martial artist couldn't suppress the desire in his heart.

It doesn't matter if he's a sorcery or not.

Becoming stronger is the avenue!

In the main hall, after a short stalemate, the three demon monks seemed to have finally reached an agreement. Four inheritances, one for each person. The last inheritance was given to the young woman in red, Momiji.

It's just that when Momiji-hime didn't pay attention, the demon monk and Huaixin's mother-in-law exchanged a look.

And when Huaixin's mother-in-law didn't pay attention, Momiji Ji threw a wink to the demon monk, and the demon monk nodded understandingly.

When the three of them reached an agreement, they slowly took a step forward and slowly surrounded Lu Han in the center. Everyone's eyes were full of murderous intent, like a cage trapping Lu Han.

"A few of you have sorted out the dirty now, I'm afraid it's too early!"

Just when the three of them were about to kill Lu Han with one blow, Lin Huang suddenly spoke, holding the demon suppression knife in his hand, and stepped into the encirclement of the three of them with one foot, standing on Lu Han's side.

At the same time, Lin Cangxue and Bai Xiaopang also took a few steps forward, standing against Lin Huang and Lu Han.

The three men surrounded the four.

"Boy, it's the Evil King Clan who is standing next to you, do you want to help the abuse, standing on the opposite side of all the martial artists in the Eastern Spirit Realm?"

Mother-in-law Huaixin's eyes pierced, like a poisonous snake staring at the forest wilderness with open eyes, full of murderous intent.

Lin Huang smiled slightly, "Even if that's the case, so what? I do my thing, what's the matter with the people of the world? The old woman is righteous when she speaks, does she really have the face to say it?"

"Amitabha...... There is no end to the sea of suffering, and turning back is the shore! The donor's words are so extreme, I am afraid that half of my feet have already stepped into the devil's path!"

The demon monk's eyes were locked on Lin Huang, and he didn't mean to do it eagerly, and then continued: "If the donor is willing to join us to eliminate demons and cross the world, I believe that Hongye Ji will give away a kind of inheritance!"

Hongye Ji was stunned for a moment, then looked at Lin Huang, and a soft smile appeared on her face, "Such a tasteful little brother, people are naturally willing!"

Lin Huang smiled and shook his head, not arguing with the three of them.

The story in the hall can be described as full of flaws!

If the Xuanyuan clan is really the descendant of the evil king, more than two hundred years ago, why did they want to Wubu Dongling?

Why did Xuanyuan Wuxiang sacrifice his life to die?

The Xuanyuan family's nine veins are passed down from one to another, could it be that the descendants of the evil king want to change their evil ways and return to the right? For the sake of that false name, they have gone forward from generation to generation?

Along the way, Lin Huang has seen the faces of the four blood marquis.

I have also seen the dedication of the Xuanyuan family.

How is it possible to turn a thousand years of things upside down with a few words?

Once, in the world outside Dongling, he had also seen people with unparalleled scheming, who reversed the truth of a matter in black and white, which can be described as natural.

And the story in this great hall ......

A dog wouldn't believe it!

The three people in front of them will definitely not believe it, but for the sake of those four inheritances, they naturally have to believe it.

It is believed that Xuanyuan Mansion is the descendant of the evil king.

And the evil king in the Yin Yang Valley is the real Xuanyuan people!

There are many kinds of people in the world. Some people will admit that they are vicious and ruthless, but some people are sanctimonious and high up in the skin of hypocrisy. To do anything, they need a reason, and as long as there is a plausible reason, they will be even more vicious than those who are vicious!

For example, these three in front of you!

To put it bluntly, it's just coveting those four weird evil arts.

As long as you kill Lu Han, sacrifice the evil king with blood, get the inheritance, leave the Yin Yang Valley, and become a strong man...... Everything is logical, and there is no conscience condemnation.

Because the hall tells a story that will not make their conscience feel uneasy.

So Lin Huang was too lazy to be reasonable.

Sometimes reasoning is because the other party is ignorant. And sometimes to be reasonable, then you are stupid!

A groan.

In the main hall, the sound of the blade unsheathed was like a dragon's chant in the night, carrying the domineering spirit of slashing everything, and headed towards the demon monk.

"Amitabha!"

Seeing a figure suddenly coming, the demon monk clasped his hands together and chanted Amitabha, "King Ming possesses!"

When the demon monk's voice fell, his body suddenly swelled and became larger, and his skin turned into a brilliant gold, like a solemn treasure of the immovable king, indestructible!

On the other side, Lu Han's spear was like a dragon, and the cold glow shone in front of Huaixin's mother-in-law.

The rest of the Momiji was left to Lin Cangxue and Bai Xiaopang.

Lin Cangxue didn't move an inch, and sword intent continued to accumulate in the scabbard......

Seeing that he was about to fight, Bai Xiaopang had the courage to hammer his chest and walked towards Momiji. However, when Bai Xiaopang saw the smile on Momiji's face, his legs were weak.

Not because of the latter's charming.

But Bai Xiaopang really felt the chill to the bones from the charming pupils, as well as the breath from death......