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Zhang Ling swallowed.

The spirit beasts trembled, and then they were so soft that they couldn't withstand that kind of strong coercion, even if they were cultivators like Ye Luo and the monkey, they also knelt on the ground at this time.

It is the oppression of the soul, the pressure of the superior on his own people.

Although the red bird was small, it was already full of manners, and its eyes were full of aura and majesty.

This turned out to be a Suzaku!

When the red bird saw Zhang Ling, it flew towards him, whispered twice, and then flew towards the red pillar. The forbidden space realm didn't seem to work for him at all, the red light fell on the top of the cylinder, and I saw the little red bird squeeze out a drop of bright red blood from his finger and drop it onto the pillar, and then lay down on the top of the cylinder.

Zhang Ling and the other spirit beasts couldn't understand the behavior of this little Vermilion Bird, he seemed to be starting the inheritance, but the amazing action he had just made seemed to have received the inheritance. There must have been a falling out outside now, and with such a movement just now, Zhang Ling believed that he would definitely have trouble after he went out.

Forget it, it's troublesome, anyway, I've already offended an ancient land, and I'm not afraid of offending a family again, I'm not afraid of biting if there are more lice, and I don't have to worry if I have more debts. The single-mindedness can go further, and worrying so much is not Zhang Ling's temper.

After the drop of blood dripped on the pillar, there was no reaction at first, Zhang Ling couldn't figure out what the little bird was going to do, but it was obvious that the bird was very close to him. The spirit beasts stood up tremblingly, they couldn't have imagined that an egg that had been with them for so long and never made a sound would hatch into a Vermilion Bird Divine Bird!

Zhang Ling had nothing to do, so he sat cross-legged and began to cultivate, and when he reached the top of the mountain, he felt that his soul was out of his body for a moment, and then he instantly returned to his body. The time was very short, almost a blink of an eye, as if he was in a trance, but Zhang Ling was now sure that he was indeed out of his body.

At that time, a white light shot out quickly, and then pulled his soul back to his body, to put it simply, at that moment, Zhang Ling actually died once. It's just that the time of death is too short, and it looks like fake death, but if it weren't for that white light, maybe Zhang Ling might really die.

Even if he is immortal, if his soul body cannot return to his physical body, then in a sense, he is still dead. However, it will be like Tianhua, and then it can only survive as a spiritual power attached to a certain spiritual object.

And Tianhua has Tianhua Zhu, what does Zhang Ling have?

Zhang Ling was now careful to look at it, and that white light shot out from the spirit beast bag, maybe it was the egg.

As an egg of a divine bird, ignoring the Demon Emperor's forbidden space realm, ignoring the space blockade in this Demon Emperor's palace, then ignoring the small space of his spirit beast bag is as easy as drinking water, and it is not so surprising.

The crimson pillar of light began to change, and it was standing majestically, but at this time, it began to rumble inside, as if some mechanism had been activated.

The little Vermilion Bird, who was originally lying on the top of the pillar, flew down when he heard the sound, and he landed on Zhang Ling's left shoulder, exuding a blazing temperature on his body, and for a moment, Zhang Ling thought that he was back in the Flame Spirit Fire Valley.

The crimson pillar began to rotate, and suddenly there were traces of a split in the whole column, one layer rotated clockwise, one layer rotated counterclockwise, a full nine layers, and at this time there was a red light, making a deafening sound.

The little Vermilion Bird circled around the pillar, and its red tail was very bright, but it frightened all the spirit beasts to tremble.

The nine-layer pillar of light rotated slowly, and it stopped after half an hour. And the pillar at this time is no longer the vicissitudes of life before.

Brilliant red light shot out from the pillar, and the stone-like material was crystal clear at this time, and the brilliance was flowing and very dazzling.

The little Suzaku was delighted, and let out a melodious chirp, and then his body slowly grew larger, and at last he was half a foot long, and his whole body was crimson, and he swam around the red pillar of light, like a fish in red water.

He fell, and then pushed the rabbit and monkey forward, making them stand where the red light was at its highest. Originally, the two spirit beasts were still a little nervous, but after staying in the red light for a while, they showed a happy expression, and then quickly sat down and began to cultivate.

Seeing them like this, Xiao Suzaku asked the remaining spirit beasts to find a place filled with red light to cultivate, but he himself stopped Zhang Ling, who was also about to step forward.

"That's the Dao system left by the Demon Emperor, you are not suitable. Xiao Suzaku stopped Zhang Ling, and then sent him a message.

Zhang Ling stopped awkwardly, and then silently retreated to the side, continuing to look at the sky without flowing clouds on the horizon, with a sad face.

The little Suzaku changed back to its original slap size, and then stood on Zhang Ling's left shoulder, rubbing its head against Zhang Ling's face, as if to comfort him.

Zhang Ling sighed and touched the little Vermilion Bird, this little guy is very spiritual, he was full of aura when he was an egg, and today he may have been stimulated by the inheritance of the Demon Emperor, and he forcibly broke out of the shell, I don't know if it will have an impact on his future.

The red pillar of light continued to flicker for a full twenty-four hours, and then the spirit beasts woke up, but the pillar of light turned into powder in silence, and then disappeared without a trace.

The little rabbit and the monkey have the largest receipt, they have the highest cultivation among the spirit beasts, and their qualifications are naturally the best, and this time they have been inherited by the Demon Emperor, and the future cultivation path will only be smoother.

"It's almost time, it's time to leave. Zhang Ling looked at the sky, the mountain was in a fog, and if he went out again this time, it must be another big battle.

When he left, there was no more power on the steps, Zhang Ling put away the spirit beasts, although Suzaku strongly protested, but in the end it was ruthlessly suppressed. His current cultivation is too low, and Zhang Ling doesn't want him to be hurt outside. And the pure-blooded Vermilion Bird is too rare, I'm afraid that the demon clan may not have one now, Zhang Ling really doesn't want to be too showy.

"Is that you?"

"Is that him?"

Zhang Ling's figure finally appeared from the mist, and at that moment, many heavenly demons were surprised.

Even Dong Ling, who had just appeared, was dumbfounded, unable to believe the person he saw in front of him. This is Ming Xu's face, but in fact, it is Zhang Ling inside, and Dong Ling recognizes him in the outside world. But Zhang Ling is a human being, how could he cause such a strong inheritance change?

Obviously, Zhang Ling's appearance caused everyone's shock and speculation, this person was not from the demon capital, no one knew him, and other ancient land heirs were obviously not familiar with him. Moreover, he killed Qingluan, the descendant of the Qinghuang Ancient Land.

Who is this person, and where is it from? It's hard to figure out.

Zhang Ling touched his chin and smiled slightly, with warmth on his elegant face.

"Why are everyone here, aren't everyone looking for treasure?"

"This brother, dare to ask what inheritance you have obtained on this mountain peak?" A man with an elegant face stepped forward, with a warm smile on his face, and when he spoke, he was very useful.

Zhang Ling raised his eyebrows and looked at this person, "Then may I ask this fellow Daoist, what inheritance have you got?"

The man's face froze, and then he smiled: "Our inheritance is obviously not as good as yours, the red light in the sky, but it compares to all of us!"

He smiled, but there was a chill in his eyes.

In the small space of the Demon Emperor Palace, a hidden undercurrent of slaughter is slowly rising.