"What a weird attack he has!"

Li Lang's heart suddenly palpitated, and suddenly what Wang Da said to him before, it was hard to imagine that the strength of the Divine Soul Realm Quadruple could actually give him a palpitating feeling.

"Could it be that the disciples of this class are all so strong!"

Li Lang thought in a panic, and only the endless sword that cut through the sky was left in his mind!

"Boom!"

Li Lang's fire domain shook violently, as if it was about to collapse, and it was vigorous, and countless flame humanoid creatures collapsed and dispersed, forming the most basic flame aura.

"It's such a fierce attack, it's almost the same as Gongsun Ningxiang!"

He shouted in horror, his eyes full of fear.

Cracks appeared in the entire fire area, which was shocking!

Li Lang spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person's expression suddenly languished, and his body fell down, and he passed out directly.

"Ah, how is that possible!"

Wang Da was taken aback, he knew that Li Lang's power in the Fire Domain was also very famous among the elite disciples, how could he be knocked unconscious.

Zhao Xian's body burst back, retracted the Flame Giant Bird, and rushed towards the light gate.

"Li Lang should have been injured before, otherwise it would be impossible for him to pass out. ”

Zhao Xian judged in his heart that his strength could destroy the Divine Soul Domain, but it did not reach the level of comatose the attack of a strong person in the Divine Spirit Realm.

He didn't think about it, his body turned into a swift lightning bolt and disappeared into the light gate.

"Zhao Xian's strength ......"

Wang Da watched Zhao Xian disappear into the light gate from a distance, his eyes full of fear.

"The one who was considered to be the least powerful actually defeated two elite disciples. ”

He didn't dare to think about it, picked up Li Lang, and flew into the distance.

Wang Da can't stay here any longer, he must first repair Li Lang's injuries and discuss the rest of the things.

"Haha, that's good!"

On the platform, the Great Elder's eyes were full of surprise.

"Zhao Xian's divine soul attack is so strong, although Li Lang was injured, but he actually passed out, it is very rare!"

"You don't realize that Zhao Xian has a special aura on his body, especially when the divine soul attacks!"

One of the elders said with a frown.

"Master Blacksmith!"

Li Weiming said in a low voice, telling the elders some things about Zhao Xian's Xuanri boxing gloves.

"Master blacksmith, he actually accepted an apprentice!"

An elder cried out in horror.

"Yes, since his eldest disciple rebelled, he hasn't taken in any more disciples......!"

"Yichen ......"

A strange brilliance flashed in the Great Elder's eyes.

Yi Chen was a disciple with him, but Yi Chen's talent for refining weapons was very amazing, and he accepted countless disciples when he was a disciple at the inner level.

Among them, he was most proud of the first disciple.

That disciple was astonishingly brilliant and stood out among all the disciples.

It's just that......

The Great Elder sighed, shook his head, and looked at the rest of the area in the platform's light curtain.

Ling Xu used secret methods to escape Xu Yuan's pursuit and was recuperating from his injuries in a deep cave.

I saw that her whole body was covered with countless sword marks, and the aura of the Dao Dao flowed, repairing the sword marks that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Ling Xu's brows furrowed slightly, enduring the pain in his body.

"Xu Yuan ......"

She said coldly, her slender nails sinking into the flesh, dripping blood flowing out, staining the ground red.

Not far from the cave, Xu Yuan was accompanied by the Falling Sun Sword Shaft behind him, carefully searching every corner.

Far away in the other corner of the Land of Trials.

In a mountain col, the yin wind was howling, as if there were countless ghosts and monsters constantly roaring, whimpering, terrible and terrifying.

Gongsun Ning was holding a long knife in his hand, and his sharp knife intent was constantly flying, piercing the bodies of ghost-faced wolves one by one, without the slightest softness!

"A bunch of ghost-faced wolves, but that's it!"

Her eyes were full of disdain, and the sharp knife intent between her fingers like an onion kept emerging, like a spark blooming, sharp and inspiring!

Thousands of ghost-faced wolves roared incessantly in the distance, but they didn't dare to move forward.

Gongsun Ning pressed inward.

A loud roar came from among the wolves, and a wolf king the size of a calf came out of the pack.

Looking around proudly, as if the king was coming in person, a terrifying aura emanated from his breath.

When it saw his dead men not far away, angry flames swirled in its blue eyes.

He raised his head to the sky and roared, and the spiritual power in the air instantly exploded.

All the ghost-faced wolves behind him followed and shouted, echoing each other's calls.

"Sure enough, there is a ghost-faced heart grass in the lair!"

A flash of light flashed in Gongsun Ning's eyes, and he shouted out in surprise.

The huge wolf king roared suddenly, and the thousands of ghost-faced wolves behind him also roared, and dark spiritual power sprung up from those ghost-faced wolf gods, winding towards the wolf king.

The wolf king's limbs slammed to the ground, rushing towards Gongsun Ning, and the dark power of the Dao Dao spread out from his body, forming a huge dark wing, flashing with the sound of the wind.

Gongsun stared at him, and the long knife in his hand suddenly slashed out, drawing a circular trajectory, and the knife intent was swallowed.

"This grotto!"

Zhao Xian only felt that his eyes were dark, and then he saw the surrounding scene clearly.

Everywhere you look, there are all kinds of stone people!

There were the previous stone generals, all kinds of demon beasts, birds, and even several huge stone men sitting on a mighty throne, with an amazing momentum, suppressing the audience.

"It seems that the previous stone general was just a small soldier in this!"

When Zhao Xian's eyes looked at the mighty stone man sitting on the throne, he said in horror in his heart.

He walked inside, and the stone figures around him stood still, without the slightest breath.

Zhao Xian took one step at a time, not daring to be careless at all.

Among these stone people, he could feel the feeling of terror, and he would probably not be able to overcome it.

"It's ......"

Zhao Xian continued to walk inside, only to see that at the end of the hall, there was a huge gilt and jade-inlaid throne, on which sat a short skeleton cross-legged, the skeleton was wearing a golden robe, shining with golden light.

"That's the inheritance!"

His spiritual power probed towards the golden robe, and it was bounced out without the slightest effect.

"It's a treasure!"

Zhao Xian was very happy, and the wings of the Heavenly Dragon behind him trembled, turning into a cloud of green smoke and rushing there.

He was ready to use his speed to take off the golden robe.

Just when Zhao Xian was about to fly to the huge throne, the huge throne suddenly emitted a golden light, and the various jade stones inlaid on it emitted a little spiritual light, like a sky full of stars, the light shone, shining towards the many stone people in the distance!

Zhao Xian waved his fist continuously, and the Xuanwu Lingbi containing fist intent appeared in front of him, resisting the fierce ghostly light, and at the same time, Zhao Xian's body exploded and retreated, looking at the scene in the field without fear.

Zhao Xian scolded, and the killing intent of his whole body suddenly burned, as if he was shrouded in countless demonic weird scarlet fires, all over his body.

In the hall, all those stone men and demon beasts were resurrected, and the stone statue of the king sitting on the throne was gradually resurrected, and layers of stone skins fell down, smashing on the ground with a crisp sound, as if gold and iron were combined.

A stone demon beast roared angrily, there was not the slightest emotion in its golden eyes, like a mad cow, kicking its four hooves, splashing countless dust, and rushing towards Zhao Xian.

A sharp sound came from Zhao Xian's body, and the Flame Giant Bird flapped its flaming wings, dragging the Flame Changhong, and rushed towards the stone demon beast.

Zhao Xian's attention focused on the tall and mighty Stone Emperors who sat on the huge throne, and handed over those weak stone people to the Flame Giant Bird.

At this time, a burly stone emperor of one of the three thrones stood up, majestic, exuding the aura of overlooking everything, and all the stone people around him prostrated on the ground, bowing and worshipping!

The Stone Emperor jumped up violently, like a golden meteor, wrapped in huge golden flames, and fell towards Zhao Xian.

"Bang!"

Zhao Xian's eyes were full of ruthlessness, he didn't dodge!

"In this trial, I escaped and fled, the gap in strength is extremely aggrieved, and now, I will not retreat half a step!"

He roared wildly, the sound shook the sky, spreading towards the surroundings, and the spiritual power around him boiled violently, echoing Zhao Xian's shout.

The long scarlet hair dances wildly, hateful, fight!

A huge fist roared in the air, containing the momentum of wind and thunder, roaring in a low voice, and like a dragon roaring, resounding through the nine heavens!

"Broken!"

He roared, and the huge fist containing all the strength and fist intent slammed into the stone emperor like a golden mountain!

A loud noise echoed throughout the hall, and the stone men all around them retreated backwards, leaving room for space!

The noisy air waves exploded violently, rushing in all directions, flying sand and rocks!

Zhao Xian's body retreated, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and a large piece of his chest was sunken, which looked very miserable, and the blood on his chest was dotted, like flowers blooming!

A crack cracked in the sole of the Stone Emperor's foot, and bits of sand and gravel fell from it.

"What a strong strength, what a terrifying defense!"

Zhao Xian thought in horror that the previous punch was his pinnacle punch, but it only caused a crack to the Stone Emperor.

"Roar!"

The Stone Emperor fell from the sky and stomped on the ground, splashing sand and dust!

"Stupid human!"

A low, hoarse voice came out of his mouth, extremely angry.

As soon as the Stone Emperor touched the ground, in an instant, the injury on the soles of his feet instantly improved, and it was as smooth as ever.

"The power of repair!"

Zhao Xian looked at it and muttered.

He realized that this Inheritance Hall was very tricky.

"But ......"

Zhao Xian turned his head abruptly and looked at the golden robe on the huge gold-inlaid throne, with a fanatical aura in his eyes!

"A treasure that can be guarded by so many powerful things must be extraordinary. ”

The battle intent in his heart surged.

Zhao Xian slapped the storage bag suddenly, and the Xuanri fist glove that was burning with terrifying small flames fell into his palm, and the lines on it continued to light up, running through the roots, and the breath exploded.

"This time!"

Zhao Xian smiled, he didn't use the Xuanri boxing gloves for the peak punch before, this time, he was looking forward to it very much.

He threw a punch suddenly, and a golden dragon gathered, killing intent awesome, and the golden dragon's eyes burned with scarlet killing intent.

"Die!"

He snorted coldly, and the golden dragon roared out, the momentum was particularly amazing, and a red dragon claw suddenly stretched out from his abdomen, and the killing intent was raised to a stage again.

The golden dragon seemed to come from the ancient times, wrapped in a terrifying aura, and collided with the Stone Emperor.

The Stone Emperor roared angrily, his hands slashed on the ground, and suddenly the ground cracked, and the earthy yellow sand and dust rolled up, forming a hideous earth dragon, which collided with the golden dragon fist shadow.

The monstrous earth dragon's whole body collapsed abruptly, and the golden dragon was smashed into dust and returned to the ground.

The golden dragon did not reduce its momentum in the slightest, and once again it was wrapped in a cold breath, roaring lowly, and crashed towards the Stone Emperor!