"The blood of the master...... And rightfully so! ”

"The ...... The strength is even more unfathomable! ”

It was a long time before the staccato voice of the Wraithing King was heard.

After he obtained Mu Yuyan's imperial dragon qi, his strength has been restored a lot, and now his strength is stronger than the old man, and he is not as good as the old man in terms of wisdom, but he is not weaker than the old man in terms of perception.

Thinking back to how he felt when he first saw Gu Lan, he knew very well in his heart that even now, he was not Gu Lan's opponent.

"Big man, how long do you think these little dolls will last?"

"If they persist until the end of the inheritance time, I am afraid that the spiritual liquid that I finally got will not even be half a bottle left!"

"Lost to death, lost to ......"

The old man was still nagging, but the Wraith King didn't reply.

Another day passed.

On this day, the back mountain puppet was the first to wake up from the state of comprehending the inheritance, and the spirit stone crystals in his eyes were chaotic, as if they were imprinted with a mysterious totem.

After a while, the mysterious totem slowly disappeared, and he regained his clarity.

He has received a portion of the Chaos Beast's inheritance.

The Chaos Beast's ability to make others stupid, not his own, has also improved his intelligence a little.

The puppet looked around, and saw that the other stone islands had not moved, so he scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and flew down from the stone island with the little book on his back.

"Little wooden doll, good job!"

The old man praised the puppet on his back.

At the same time, looking at the bottle of spiritual liquid that he had left, he didn't know whether to be happy or not.

The good news is that there is one less wooden doll to accept the inheritance, and his consumption is a little less, but the bad news is that there are still four little dolls who are still holding on.

He also had to continue to maintain the Totem Stone Island inheritance.

This means that his spiritual fluid may not be able to be saved.

"When that little doll comes out, she must compensate the old man, otherwise the old man will really lose a lot!"

The old man thought so, and swallowed a mouthful of spiritual fluid.

He squinted and smiled contentedly.

Time flies by like flowing water.

In the stone island, the little fox wakes up from the state of comprehension at night.

It has acquired a portion of the inheritance of the Strange Beasts, and can grow a pair of golden wings on its back, increasing its speed.

Other than that, the little fox hasn't changed much.

On the stone island, Gu Xiaoqi, Zheliang and Gu Simu are still in a state of comprehension.

A trace of sweat appeared on Gu Xiaoqi's forehead, there were some conflicts between Jiufeng's inheritance and her own bloodline, and after persevering for so many days, she had a little difficulty in comprehending.

Zhiliang frowned tightly, and the black fire loomed around him.

Not only does he want to comprehend the inheritance of the sparrow, but he also wants to combine the inheritance of the sparrow with his natural powers, which is much more difficult than the state of accepting the inheritance.

Fortunately, with his super talent and strength, he also survived.

On the other hand, Gu Simu's performance in Shidao was extremely relaxed.

She sat cross-legged on the island, her head slightly tilted, not like she was cultivating, but more like she was sleeping.

After all, she had eaten all the inheritance light groups.

Therefore, during this time, she was not comprehending the inheritance of the gluttonous totem, but digesting the inheritance of the gluttonous totem.

After eating, it takes time to consume.

Gu Simu is not only digesting the inheritance now, but also transforming the gluttonous inheritance into his own supernatural powers, and it will take a little longer.

"Why haven't these dolls come out yet, if they don't come out again, the old man won't be able to stand it!"

Below the stone island, the old man looked at the sky with a tragic expression.

At this time, a black yin wind blew outside the city.

"It's over!"

"Why is this time!"

Seeing this, the old man's expression became solemn.

He sensed that the prohibition outside the Mandala Trial Earth was about to be opened.

In order to ensure that the city is not discovered, he must close the other side and close the city.

It was his duty as a grave keeper.

"But what about these little dolls......

The old man looked at the Sky Stone Island, and his eyes showed a complicated color.

……

The Mandala Proving Ground, in a dense forest.

"The Holy Land of Styx and the Temple of the Night have been facing each other here for so many days, and the trial has not yet come to fruition?"

"Then the Mandala Trial Land is not a fun place, even if the Emperor Realm enters, it may not be able to come out alive, these two holy lands are so confident about their own disciples?"

"Stop talking this nonsense! The sect asked us to come over to see the results of the trial, not to let you babble with your mouth! ”

"It's so boring not to talk, I've been here for so long, I always have to have some fun......"

In the dense forest, two sect members were cautiously lurking.

There are many people around who are like them.

Most forces have chosen to hide their identities.

Only a few forces that could compete with the Holy Land of Styx and the Temple of the Night dared to appear outside the Trials Land without concealment.

As for the outcome of this trial, many forces want to know.

"If the Young Hall Master of the Night Temple wins, I'm afraid that the rise of the Night Temple will no longer be able to stop it."

"If the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Styx wins, the two sides will be able to fight for a while."

"I don't know what the outcome will look like."

Some of the leaders of the big forces looked at the prohibition of the trial ground, their eyes flashed, and they didn't know what they were planning.

The outcome of this trial will determine their attitude towards those two forces.

From their own point of view, they naturally hoped that the Holy Land of Styx could win the trial.

But they also know that it will not be easy.

Before entering the trial, many people already knew the methods used by the Night Temple.

There was even news that the young hall master of the Dark Night Temple still had the wraith of the powerhouse of the Emperor Realm on his body.

Whether the latter message is true or not, it means that it is almost impossible for which Styx Son wants to win.

"Elder, the time has come, why hasn't the trial ban been opened yet?"

"Could it be that something happened inside, and the Holy Son wouldn't have an accident, right?"

Beside the black underworld, a disciple of the Styx Holy Land stepped forward to report.

He is responsible for recording time.

In the past, the opening and closing time of the Mandala Trials Ground Prohibition had never changed.

But today, that time seems to have been delayed.

"Wait, don't worry, Zheliang is the most talented underworld I have ever seen, and he is also the underworld with the best heart, I have confidence in him!"

Hei Ming was also a little impatient in his heart, but in front of the disciples of the Styx Holy Land, he didn't show anything.

Across from them, the Night Temple and the group looked fearless.

They knew what their young master was hiding, so they were very confident.

"Those people in the Styx Sanctuary still seem to be holding on to hope, what a bunch of naïve idiots!"

"Hahaha!"

There was a burst of arrogant laughter from the crowd at the Temple of Night.

Rumble!

However, at this moment, ripples began to emerge from the Forbidden Land of Trials, and a law vortex quietly appeared.

The next moment.

Three figures appeared in front of everyone's eyes......