"Who took my inheritance!"

Bang~Bang~Bang! Wang Lingfeng smashed things like crazy, and the servants of the Wang family, the master of the Northwest Holy City, were even more frightened, standing outside Wang Lingfeng's house, trembling and at a loss.

At this moment, a square-faced warrior in black armor followed a manservant to the courtyard, looked at the shivering window, and frowned.

took a few steps forward and clenched his fist neatly towards the house, "Young City Lord, I'm here." ”

The chaotic sound in the room was immediately stunned, and Wang Lingfeng's angry voice roared out, "Check it out for me! Who took the inheritance in these seven cities!" Then, there was the sound of breaking things like a raging bang.

"Yes. The square-faced warrior leaned over in agreement, and then immediately turned and left the Wang Clan's mansion. On that day, there were more than 20 horsemen, riding Pegasus and galloping to the Seven Cities of the Instant Domain.

Wang Lingfeng's anger was terrifying.

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North Village, Mo's family.

Mo Liang was on the futon under the eaves of the backyard, slowly opening his eyes.

"This whole indulgence trick can increase the attack power by up to ten times!" His eyes widened suddenly, and he wondered, "Can this body withstand it?"

"Moreover, there is also the ultimate mystical 'anti-fate', which can be increased by a hundredfold!"

Mo Liang thought so, and slowly gasped.

Hundredfold!

Isn't this too terrifying? If he can bring out the ultimate mystery, I am afraid that he will be able to defeat Ma Xiangyang as soon as he awakens and assassinates his soul!

"Sure enough, it's the Apocalypse Inheritance!" he was amazed, full of amazement.

Sitting still, the lake of Yuan Force in his body rippled slightly, and under his guidance, a heavy tide surged, instilling in his arm. The rumbling sound of thunder resounded in the soul, and the wind surged in the body.

When the increase was less than double, he had already felt a sharp pain that wanted to crack his arm, gritted his teeth fiercely, Yuan Force rolled, his arm trembled slightly, and immediately snapped with a violent sound, making the air sensational, spinning a gust of wind, blowing dust.

"No!" a muffled snort, Mo Liang immediately dissipated his indulgence under the severe pain, and his entire arm was numb, "At most, it can only increase the strength of double the strength, if it is forcibly increased again, I am afraid that this arm will explode." ”

Looking at Zheng Zheng's aching arm with a wry smile, he shook his head helplessly. "The complete indulgence is still extremely heavy on the body. Although I have the ability to increase tenfold or hundredfold, I am not capable of exerting it. If you hurt others first, you hurt yourself, if you force it, I'm afraid that you will abolish yourself......"

"It seems that we have to find a way to increase the strength of the flesh. As long as I can withstand the load of indulgence, I will be able to exert amazing power!"

Shaking his arm, slowly breaking free from this numbness, Mo Liang kept the matter of forging his body in his heart. Then, take out the five inherited objects from the pouch.

A demon element with nine grades of ink will be put aside for the time being.

A golden elixir made Mo Liang's eyes stunned. This was the first time he had seen such a radiant elixir, and he thought that the grade was not bad.

Dan Dao, like the Array Dao, is a side Dao, which seems to be even rarer for ordinary people, after all, it is something that is swallowed in the stomach, which not only makes people more cautious, but also not very widely used. But this does not mean that Dan Dao has declined, on the contrary, it is highly respected by the clan elites, just because Dan Dao is the only side Dao that can refine the essence for their own use. Neither the formation nor the soldier path will work.

This pill has a golden shell, a flowing halo, and the size of a fingernail. "It seems to be a pill of body protection. Mo Liang rubbed and sniffed and guessed.

Although he can not touch many things in this village, through the words of the old man's predecessors and a few classics, he can be regarded as the number one well-informed in the North Village, and he is quite spiritual.

Put down the pill and pick up the waist card.

The appearance of this waist card is the same as that of the palace swordsman, round, and the lines of the formation are vertical and horizontal. However, the front and back of this one are engraved with the word "instant", and the material is extremely hard pure gold. Compared with the waist card of the palace swordsman, it is also stronger.

The waist card is an alternative array stone, and the base of the formation also has the saying of "'Tan Wu Blood Peach Maple', and to the solid stone, and to the pure gold". Just looking at the material, this waist card is also a top thing. The warrior who broke through the third ring in the inheritance space finally got nothing more than a pale yellow maple waist card.

Moreover, who dares to engrave the name of a domain on the back of the waist card? As powerful as a swordsman in white, he also engraved the word "Hao" on the back. The waist card has many meanings for warriors, but the identity is still the most important.

However, the current Mo Liang didn't know this, and he couldn't understand it after frowning and groping around. In the end, he hung this waist card on his waist in the same way, remembering the swordsman in white who was flying with a waist card, and showed a faint smile.

"I'm also a brand person!"

With a smile, his eyes left his waist and picked up the classics of sword martial arts. "Knives. Mo Liang said lightly.

Bingdao, for Beicun, may be even more distant than Dandao. In the wilderness mountains full of fierce beasts and demons, it is more difficult to obtain gold and iron than you can imagine. Even if it is mortal iron, it is very precious, not to mention the gold of swords and soldiers. The high cost of the military path makes the martial arts of weapons much rarer than those of fists and feet.

The sword has clouds: the sword, the soldier of courage. The booklet is not thick, and only a few pages depict the four styles of "chopping, chopping, and stabbing" of the knife. The sword is not a great knife technique, but it must be extraordinary due to the apocalypse.

Under the overview, Mo Liang put the knife technique into his pocket for the time being.

Then, his gaze slowly shifted to the blood-colored mask. This is the inheritance of the Apocalypse, and now the deep voice can still be recalled in the mind. "How dangerous is it, use it with caution!" he flashed with doubt, and gradually picked up the mask, gesturing to put it on his face.

As the blood-colored mask approached his face, the blood in his body quietly rolled up, rushing towards the top of his head, and his soul seemed to be pulled by the suction, to merge into the mask. A hunger and thirst appeared in the bottom of his heart, and he clenched his fists suddenly, and he had the urge to vent his strength like crazy. This impulse may also be murderous.

Mo Liang's momentum changed abruptly and became vicious.

At the moment when the restlessness was about to burst through his chest, he suddenly removed the blood-colored mask that he was about to put on his face, and the restlessness disappeared immediately. "Whew!" exhaled in prostration, looking at the blood-colored mask in his hand, he was full of horror. "It can erode the mind!"

Calming his heartbeat and putting the blood-colored mask into his pocket quite solemnly, Mo Liang had a kind of reverence and distancing.

After examining these five items, his gaze returned to the original Demon Yuan of the Nine Grades of Ink. "Let's take this opportunity to enter the eighth grade of ink!"

After speaking, he immediately carried the intent of stabbing the soul and swallowed it.

At dusk, as the lake of Yuan Force in the body suddenly swelled, the incomparable power in the body was filled again. Mo Liang has been promoted to the eighth grade of ink.

The light of the red sun passed through the clouds, reflecting the entire backyard of the Mo family in red. Turning his head to look at the crimson color of the northern sky, which was completely different from the red sun, he whispered, "I already have the power to go to the northern sky." ”

At this time, Xu Jinhu stood outside the high wall in the backyard of the Mo family, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Brother Liang, Brother Liang, the quasi-guards of the Holy City have arrived, and the village chief will let you go and see you!"

Mo Liang immediately raised his head, then clenched his fists, and muttered, "It's finally here!"