Text Chapter 172: The Hall of Inheritance
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In a moment's effort, Yang Feng and the four of them came out of the dense swarm of flies, entered the Inheritance Hall, and stood quietly at the entrance of the Inheritance Palace, looking at the martial artists who were still holding on in the square.
For the warriors who were still insisting on fighting with flies in the square, Yang Feng and the four of them could do nothing but wish them good luck.
However, if there is a martial artist who can get within 100 meters of the Inheritance Hall, Yang Feng and the four of them will still take the initiative to attack, kill the swarm of flies, and welcome the martial artist into the Inheritance Palace.
As time went on, there were fewer and fewer warriors in the square who were still fighting flies.
After a long time, the last warrior in the square blew himself up, killing the fly on his side, and there was no warrior in the square.
"Let's go!" Seeing that there were no more martial artists in the square, Yang Feng glanced at the more than ten Jindan Realm martial artists beside him, and said with a calm expression.
Hearing Yang Feng's words, more than ten Jindan Realm martial artists all walked silently towards the inside of the Inheritance Hall.
The inheritance hall is very simple, just a golden hall, and there is a huge statue of the demon god in the center of the hall, and a powerful coercion emanates from the statue of the demon god, making Yang Feng and the others feel very depressed.
"According to the habits of demon warriors, they will attach the exercises to the demon god statue before they die, and once someone touches the demon god statue with their hands, they can obtain the demon warrior's martial arts inheritance!"
Looking at the huge demon god statue in the center of the main hall, a warrior said loudly with an excited face, his eyes flashed with happiness, and he took a step and quickly rushed towards the direction of the demon god statue.
Seeing the excited look of the martial artist, Yang Feng shook his head gently, took a step, and slowly walked in the direction where the Demon God statue was.
"Be careful!"
Yang Feng, who was slowly walking towards the Demon God Statue, suddenly saw a shadow flying out from behind the Demon God Statue, and rushed straight towards the Jindan Realm martial artist who had just touched the Demon God Statue, his expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly reminded loudly.
Hearing Yang Feng's reminder, the Jindan Realm martial artist immediately raised his vigilance, and hurriedly agitated the mana in his body to form a mana shield outside his body to resist the attacks of unknown enemies.
It's just that the shadow that flew out from behind the statue of the demon god had no entity at all, and the mana cover was useless to it, and only one of its flashes was seen, and it scurried into the body of the warrior.
Immediately afterwards, I saw the warrior let out a terrible scream, fell to the ground, held his head in his hands, and rolled on the ground, looking like he was in pain.
"What happened?"
Hearing the screams of the warrior, and seeing the painful appearance of him rolling on the ground, Zhang Yu's face changed slightly, and he involuntarily stopped moving forward, turned his head to look at Yang Feng and asked.
Zhang Yu heard Yang Feng's reminder just now, and knew that Yang Feng must know why the martial artist had just touched the statue of the Demon God, and he was rolling on the ground, looking like he was in pain.
"Just now, a yin spirit escaped from the statue of the demon god and entered his body, and it is estimated that he is fighting with him for control of the body!!" Hearing Zhang Yu's words, Yang Feng stretched out his hand and pointed at the martial artist who was rolling on the ground, and said loudly with a solemn expression.
"What! It turned out to be a ghost! As soon as Yang Feng's voice fell, Zhang Yu was shocked and couldn't help exclaiming loudly.
In Zhang Yu's exclamation, the other martial artists raised their vigilance one after another, looking at the martial artist rolling on the ground with vigilant eyes, and the mana in his body was surging rapidly, ready to launch a fierce attack on the martial artist at any time.
In the midst of everyone's careful vigilance, the warrior who was rolling on the ground slowly quieted down, lying there quietly, like a dead corpse, but his face did not twitch a few times, indicating that he was still alive.
"He's dying, his body is about to be occupied by the Yin Spirit, we must immediately stop the Yin Spirit from taking over his body, otherwise none of us will want to get out alive!"
Seeing the appearance of the martial artist, Zhang Yu's heart tightened, and he hurriedly reminded loudly, and encouraged the mana in his body, waved the rune long sword, and quickly slashed towards the martial artist lying on the ground.
The other martial artists did not hesitate or hesitate at all, and they all shouted softly, agitated the mana in their bodies, controlled the rune weapons, and attacked the martial artist lying on the ground.
None of them are fools, nor are they idiots who don't know anything, they all know that the body of that martial artist, once it is occupied by the Yin Spirit, they may all die tragically in the Hall of Inheritance, unable to get out alive.
More than a dozen rune weapons with terrifying power slashed through the void like lightning, and fell on the warrior's body with incomparable accuracy, destroying his body in an instant, turning into flesh and blood fragments in the sky, scattered in the main hall.
As soon as the martial artist's body was destroyed, the yin soul that exuded a rich yin aura came into everyone's field of vision.
A yin soul more than one meter tall with a vague face, exuding a thick yin qi, a pair of black eyes flashed with a murderous light, and disappeared in place with a flash, turning into a black afterimage, and rushed straight towards the body of a Jindan realm martial artist.
Facing the galloping Yin Spirit, the Jindan Realm martial artist was shocked in his heart, without the slightest hesitation, he roared angrily, the mana in his body was running rapidly, and the rune weapon in his hand quickly swung out, attacking towards the Yin Spirit.
Facing the attack of the rune weapon containing powerful attack power, the Yin Spirit instantly turned into a phantom, passed through the rune weapon, and entered the body of the martial artist in the frightened gaze of the Jindan Realm martial artist.
Yes! Yes! Yes!
As soon as the Yin Spirit entered the body of that martial artist, it tried to occupy the body and consciousness of that martial artist, causing the Jindan Realm martial artist to let out a terrible scream, desperately starting a brutal battle with the Yin Spirit in his mind.
"His body is occupied by the Yin Spirit, kill him immediately!"
Seeing the appearance of the Jindan Realm martial artist, a cold light flashed in the eyes of a Jindan Realm martial artist not far away, roared loudly, and took the lead in agitating the mana in his body, the extremely sharp rune long sword, with terrifying power, slashed through the void like lightning, and slashed straight towards the martial artist's body.
The warrior who was infiltrated into the body by the Yin Soul was busy fighting with the Yin Soul for control of the body, and the control of the body was almost zero, and the extremely sharp rune sword fell on its body with great accuracy, directly cutting its body into two, blood splashed, and died tragically on the spot, and the Yin Soul appeared in everyone's field of vision at one time.
Looking at the ghost that appeared in everyone's field of vision at one time, a cold cold light flashed in Qin Le's eyes, the harmonica in his hand was put to his mouth, and he played it gently, and the pleasant harmonica sound sounded in the inheritance hall, clearly reaching everyone's ears, relieving everyone's nervous minds.
The melodious harmonica sound is very pleasant in the ears of all the warriors, but it is very harsh and ugly in the ears of the Yin Soul, with a terrifying power as if it is going to tear the Yin Soul apart, making the Yin Soul let out a painful roar, and the body begins to collapse at the scene, as if it will collapse and disappear at any time.
Seeing that Qin Le's sound attack had such an obvious effect on the Yin Soul, the more than ten Jindan Realm martial artists in the Inheritance Hall all showed a hint of surprise on their faces, and they all encouraged the mana in their bodies, urging the rune weapons in their hands to launch a fierce attack on the Yin Soul, intending to destroy the Yin Soul in one fell swoop.
Suddenly, I only saw more than a dozen rune weapons, with terrifying power and incomparably powerful destructive power, which fell on the body of the Yin Soul with incomparable accuracy, penetrating through the body of the Yin Soul, causing the Yin Soul's body to collapse, turn into a little black light, and disappear into nothingness.
"Finally killed the Shade!" Seeing that the Yin Soul had collapsed under the attack of more than a dozen rune weapons, a Jindan Realm martial artist cheered loudly with excitement on his face.
"Don't be too happy too soon, this ghost hasn't disappeared yet, it's just that the body has temporarily collapsed!"
Hearing the excited cheers of the martial artist, a Jindan Realm martial artist who had some understanding of the Yin Soul looked at the black qi not far away with a vigilant look on his face, and reminded loudly.
In the reminder of the Jindan Realm martial artist, the Yin Soul that had collapsed and turned into a little black light was condensed at one time and reconstituted into a Yin Soul Phantom, but the Yin Qi released from his body was much less.
Seeing this scene, the faces of more than ten Jindan Realm martial artists in the inheritance hall changed slightly, and without any reminder, they all agitated the mana in their bodies, urged the rune weapons in their hands, and launched a fierce attack on the Yin Spirit, destroying the Yin Soul over and over again.
When the Yin Spirit's body was destroyed more than ten times in a row, and his body was only half the size of the original, and the Yin Qi emanating from his body was only one-tenth of the previous one, Qin Le's forehead was covered with sweat the size of a bean bead, and most of the mana in his body was consumed, so he reluctantly stopped playing, and the melodious harmonica sound disappeared into the Inheritance Hall.
Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!
As soon as the melodious harmonica sound stopped, the Yin Soul, which had been destroyed more than ten times, immediately let out an excited roar, turned into a black afterimage, disappeared in place, and slashed through the void like lightning, and rushed into the body of a Jindan Realm martial artist.
"Get out of here!"
As soon as the Yin Spirit entered the body of the martial artist, the Jindan Realm martial artist let out a roar of rage, desperately condensing his spiritual power and trying to drive the Yin Spirit out of his body.