The battle between Xuanyuan Zitian and the Yin Sect can be called a lightning flint, but the victory or defeat has already been divided.

The Yin Sect has always acted arrogantly, and it is very rare to be willing to suffer, but the current scene is to let them know that for this kind of arrogant person, you have to use a more arrogant way than him, just like Xuanyuan Zitian, directly beating the other party so that they have to swallow their anger!

This way is domineering and arrogant, but it is to force the Yin Sect elders and others to be quite embarrassed, although it is not impossible to fight, but the price, they can't afford to pay, and Xuanyuan Zitian is a lonely person, a hob of meat, if you really want to die, then the ending, I'm afraid it will be quite tragic.

Xuanyuan Zitian sat quietly on the stone platform where the light was condensed, and he was not moved at all by the countless strange eyes, but it made people dare not underestimate it in the slightest.

At this time, on the remaining eight stone platforms, there were seven people's eyes, all of whom swept Xuanyuan Zitian with various emotions, after all, this was the first person who was sitting here just by virtue of his own strength, not the forces behind him.

"Hey, Xuanyuan Zitian, it's really majestic!" Haitian of the Martial Alliance gave a thumbs up to Xuanyuan Zitian, the look in his eyes was really a little admired, he asked himself If it was him, I am afraid that he really didn't have such ability, relying on himself to sit here.

Xuanyuan Zitian smiled kindly at him, and the fierceness and domineering on his face before had become much softer at this moment.

"Hmph, but Er'er, what's there to be proud of?" Mo Yuan, who was not far away, sneered.

"If you hadn't relied on the power of the Yin Sect, I would have been able to slap you out right now. Xuanyuan Zitian smiled faintly.

"You!"

Mo Yuan was so angry that his face turned pale, and he wanted to be angry, but he could only give up with hatred, and sneered: "You are proud, if you offend my Yin Sect, there will always be a time when you regret it!"

Xuanyuan Zitian was noncommittal, no longer paying attention to him, his eyes drooped slightly, but his eyes were looking at the figure in the front, that figure, from beginning to end, was sitting there cross-legged, like a statue, even if he sat here, there was still no movement, that look, as if this could not make him care.

A silent disdain.

Xuanyuan Zitian smiled, didn't say anything more, his eyes slowly closed, and adjusted the state in his body.

After Xuanyuan Zitian sat on the ninth seat, there was only the last seat on the stone platform, and for this seat, there was an extremely fierce battle in this square again, and after several challenges and rotations, it was finally won by a force called "Paradise Hall" and occupied the position of the tenth stone platform.

Since then, the ten seats can be regarded as a complete belonging, looking at the ten figures on the stone platform, the square is also resounding with a piece of sighing, it is really not a simple thing to stand out in this group of heroes......

As the tenth seat was occupied, about ten minutes or so passed, and finally there was movement again on the Lingwu Monument, and a circle of strange light slowly spread from the Martial Monument, and then wrapped the stone platform, and it was also the ten figures in it, all of which were encompassed.

And when the light spread through the body, Xuanyuan Zitian also clearly felt it, a cold feeling, as if it was scanned from the body, and then, before there was any reaction, the spirit was in a trance, and on the Lingwu Monument, a vortex of light slowly appeared.

Under the whirlpool of light, some irresistible suction power emanated, and a trace of Xuanyuan Zitian's spiritual power, almost uncontrolled, drifted away, and finally drilled into it along the whirlpool of light......

"Buzz!"

On the stone platform, the ten figures sit quietly like statues, and the peculiar humming sound, like the ancient bell chanting, comes out melodiously from the self-made spirit monument, echoing in this heaven and earth, making people's hearts quiet.

Looking at the ten figures on the stone platform, many people's eyes gradually became expectant and curious, they knew that in the next time, these ten people would be able to obtain martial arts inheritance from the Spirit Martial Monument, but what level of martial arts it was, it still depended on their respective chances and martial arts talents.

"I don't know if this time, who can get the inheritance of Xuan-level high-level martial arts......

When the spiritual power was sucked into the aperture vortex, Xuanyuan Zitian's spirit was also in a trance, and the stars moved in front of him, and the surrounding scenery immediately changed.

The stone platform and the huge square quietly disappeared, replaced by an endless starry sky, Xuanyuan Zitian suspended in this vast starry sky, but did not panic, but turned his eyes and looked around.

At this time, in this starry sky, countless streamers passed in front of their eyes like meteors, and in those streamers, they could vaguely feel the energy fluctuations of different strengths and weaknesses.

"Are these the martial arts in the Lingwu Monument?" Xuanyuan Zitian stared at those meteor-like existences, faintly, there seemed to be a flickering image in them, as if he was performing martial arts.

Looking at those overwhelming meteors, Xuanyuan Zitian's heart was also full of surprise, the martial arts collected in this spiritual martial arts tablet were so huge.

Xuanyuan Zitian took a step, slowly walking on the starry sky, looking at the meteor light containing martial arts, and after a while, with a palm of his hand, he easily grasped a meteor in his hand.

This meteor condensed in the palm of Xuanyuan Zitian, and finally the stars spread out and condensed into an ancient book, on which some ancient fonts flashed out.

"Yellow-level high-level martial arts, Da Luo Hand!"

For this yellow-level high-level martial art, Xuanyuan Zitian just glanced at it casually, and let it go, the yellow-level martial art, this was obviously far from satisfying his appetite.

In the following leisurely walk, Xuanyuan Zitian grabbed some meteor rays again, but the highest grade of them was only a Xuanyuan low-level martial art, which made Xuanyuan Zitian slightly disappointed.

"If you continue to look for it like this, if it takes ten times as long, I'm afraid you won't be able to get a satisfactory martial art. When Xuanyuan Zitian frowned at this, at his shoulder, the light condensed, and the little bastard suddenly flashed out, and said.

"You actually followed up?" Seeing the little bastard appear, Xuanyuan Zitian was also shocked and said.

The little bastard monster laughed, and then waved his paw and said: "Boy, don't rub it off, go to the depths of the Spirit Martial Monument, it's best to try to communicate with the Spirit of the Martial Monument, only then can you get real good things!"

Xuanyuan Zitian nodded slightly, but did not hesitate too much, as soon as his body moved, he quickly swept towards the depths of the starry sky, and one after another meteors passed by him, but this time he was not interested in grabbing them one by one to check.

And when he rushed to the depths of the starry sky, Xuanyuan Zitian also spread his spiritual power, like a spider's web, spreading out a little bit, wanting to communicate with the spirit of the martial monument.

However, this kind of communication, no matter how Xuanyuan Zitian detected, he still couldn't sense the existence of the stele, which made him a little helpless, but it was normal to think about it, if the stele spirit was so easy to be able to communicate, maybe ordinary people would have already reaped the benefits, where would it be his turn.