At this time, the dungeon has been extremely gorgeous, countless dark blue, golden twin flowers, overflowing with blue and golden light, plus a large number of dark red gems in the dungeon itself, in the humid culvert, like a dream.

Wang Lingfeng's steps were very fast, and when he entered the underground of the Holy City, there were nearly a thousand steps, and he rushed through like a gust of wind.

The underground palace of the Northwest Holy City is very similar to the underground palace of the North Village, and it is also staggered in a culvert, spreading straight to the fire god park. However, when Wang Lingfeng stepped in, the scene in front of him changed suddenly, and the grand scene that was originally full of eyes became empty, as if he had entered another space.

"Two Realms Flowers!"

Wang Lingfeng said softly, not flustered. He did his homework and looked around calmly.

This is not the same as the underground palace culvert, but a space that resembles a huge disk, and on top of the disk, there are layers of rings. Above the ring, they are separated from each other, and the closer they get to the inside, the ring shrinks and the partition decreases. Where Wang Lingfeng is located, it is in the first layer of a small partition.

"Soon, this place will be flooded by a sea of people!" Wang Lingfeng showed a smug smile, he was already much ahead of the people.

But he didn't dare to be careless at all, slowly put away his smile, and looked straight ahead solemnly.

The partition here is about a hundred zhang square, and on the opposite side of Wang Lingfeng, there is a cold puppet, the whole body is hard peach wood, blessed the magic circle, and the ghost light flows. At this time, it was slowly activating, and the red light of the Dao Dao was emitted from the eye sockets of the black hole.

Wang Lingfeng immediately bowed slightly, his hands clenched into fists and pointed at the puppet. At the same time, with a slight "roar", a white stabbing soul like a young fierce beast appeared behind his right shoulder, churning and jumping.

The battle cry is a spirit beast stabbing soul, and the divine horse is very. Wang Lingfeng's stabbing soul white is even more talented, dignified and majestic.

Even though it is not very necessary for the soul to be exposed during the ink period, Wang Lingfeng must do so in every battle.

With the roar of the white beast, Wang Lingfeng's spirit was shocked, and while the puppet was buzzing and trembling, he took out a formation stone from the bag on his waist and threw it out.

"Three-grade gravity array stone!" This array stone was thrown out, even Wang Lingfeng pulled the corners of his mouth with some heartache, the three-grade array stone, as a young city lord, is also in limited supply. But his gaze was fierce, "For the inheritance of the Apocalypse, fight!"

With a fierce gaze, he immediately rushed towards the activated puppet.

The power of the three-grade gravity array stone is not small, and the blessing of ten times the gravity is not enough, and the puppet immediately lags. But feeling that his fist style is magnificent, he is already a puppet equivalent to the strength of the Nine Grades of Ink! For the Apocalypse Inheritance, which can only be challenged in the Ink Period, it is already the most difficult difficulty at the beginning.

Wang Lingfeng, who entered the seventh grade of ink, was killed by the puppet! But the puppet was clumsy after all, and he moved left and right under the gravity array, hitting hard with his fists, and there was no danger.

He didn't dare to relax at all, and he sweated a little profusely in his fist and said to himself: "Don't be careless! The Apocalypse Inheritance is not only a test of strength, but also a competition of speed. In this inheritance space, the seats on each floor are limited, and the deeper you go, the fewer challenging positions there are. I'm ahead at the moment, and once I'm behind, I'll never come out on top!"

"Apocalypse inheritance, it must be mine!" his eyes flashed with a faint frenzy as he looked at the shrinking ring in the depths of the space, and his sense of urgency grew.

At this moment, with a clang, the puppet's defense was blown apart by his punch, and the fight fell apart. Then, I saw that the four sides of this space shimmered, and the blocking that led to the inner part opened, and a challenge position disappeared completely.

Wang Lingfeng clenched his fists slightly, and stepped towards the challenge of the second layer. His eyes were clearly full of longing for the inheritance of the Apocalypse.

As he stepped into the second level of the challenge, many figures began to appear in the first layer of the ring. The puppet of the Nine Grades of Ink was already a huge challenge for many people, and soon bursts of shouts and swords resounded.

The second layer of the ring has a sharp splash of red rays, and each red ray has an attack equivalent to the Qi Sea Realm. The test is very simple, just rush through it and you can pass it.

Wang Lingfeng looked at the red mangs shuttling back and forth without any trajectory with a slight chill, and his mouth was a little dry.

But the crowd behind him that was no longer rushing in all the time made him dare not delay at all. Stiffening his head, he swished and threw out two array stones one after another, "Three-Rank Iron Wall Array Stone" and "Three-Rank Fengxiang Array Stone", one for defense and one for sprint.

The three-rank array stone, any one of which may make ordinary martial artists flock to it, but at this moment, Wang Lingfeng is like sprinkling water.

"After this time, I'm afraid it's going to be shabby for a long time!" his eyes were full of heartache, and he gritted his teeth lightly, "However, for the sake of the Apocalypse Inheritance, everything is worth it!" With two third-grade array stone protectors, coupled with his own strength, the distance of a hundred zhang passed in an instant.

The second partition gradually dissipated, and another challenge was gone.

At this time, in the first layer of the ring, the strong man with the strength of the nine grades of ink had already scattered the puppet in three or two strokes and stepped into the second ring. One by one, the challenge positions were quickly occupied, making the people in the first ring anxious to death, and the shouts became heavier for a while.

Quite a few strong people frowned and stopped in front of the second ring. They came in a hurry, but they didn't have the same preparation as Wang Lingfeng, and with the attack of the Qi Sea Realm, few guys in the ink stage dared to resist.

Wang Lingfeng entered the challenge of the third ring.

He was a little excited, "Apocalypse Inheritance......" Every time he muttered, it was as if he had injected a huge amount of energy into himself, and his blood was about to boil.

The third layer is the phantom array.

As soon as Wang Lingfeng entered, he found that he had lost his way, and it was amazingly large and boundless. He took a deep breath, flipped his hand and took out another array stone, revealing a smug smile. "Three-grade Poisonous Miasma Array Stone", he threw it directly on top of his head impartially, and hurriedly threw two "Bingqing Pills" in his mouth and took a step.

"I'm self-ahuting six senses, see how you cause me to enter the illusion!"

Like a blind man and a blind horse, Wang Lingfeng walked forward directly with his brain, so as to break through all changes without change. The third ring challenge seems to have been broken.

In the second ring, a fierce man finally came.

As soon as he saw the red mang of the Qi Sea Realm, he didn't hesitate to break in directly, and let the red mang shoot like an arrow on his body, and he waved his hand without being stunned at all, and Tengteng rushed directly over. There are also people, whose bodies are like snakes, entangled and dodged in this space, and a red light is not as good as their bodies......

The fast circle that shrunk again is disappearing, and the people in the first ring are already helplessly giving up. At this moment, even if they complete the challenge, there is no possibility of entering the second ring.

Everyone looked at the center of the ring layer after layer, with an unconcealable longing.

On the fourth floor, Wang Lingfeng looked at the person opposite who was exactly the same as himself, and frowned slightly. "This fourth layer is to challenge yourself!"

He looked left and right, and there were less than ten challenge positions in the Fourth Ring, which meant that less than ten people could come here. He had no doubt that there were no less than 10,000 people flocking to the two realms when the flowers were blooming. But now, he is one of the final less than ten people, and he is still the fastest one.

"Apocalypse inheritance, I am determined to win!"

The glint of hope in Wang Lingfeng's eyes flashed away. In each domain, the Apocalypse Inheritance is unique, and if you get the Apocalypse Inheritance, you are destined to become a powerhouse who is amazing in heaven and earth.

Turning his hand in front of him, he slowly clenched his fists, he seemed to hold the incomparably powerful power of the future, looking at his phantom body, the battle intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger. "Come on, let me be myself, make myself myself! Apocalypse inheritance, I'm coming!"

The words seem to have a faint sense of tyranny, and they spread.