Chapter 227: Gaining the Inheritance

The dust cleared, and Wu Fan stared at the huge stone statue in front of him, Ziyun Tianzun.

And, at the moment when Wu Fan stepped in, the huge Purple Cloud Tianzun stone statue was lifelike, as if it had come to life, and in the purple eyes, the essence flashed, containing a perfect way, slowly circulating.

Suddenly, under Wu Fan's stunned look, the huge stone statue exploded, revealing a bluestone tablet inside.

At the same time, a vicissitudes of sound echoed in this world, but only Wu Fan could hear it.

"My inheritance is all engraved on this monument, and only those who are destined can obtain it...... The array under the bluestone stele is a one-time spatial teleportation array, which can be teleported to any point in the crape myrtle domain...... If I am the inheritor, I can rise, and I hope that I can go to the Longyun Star of the Ziwei Domain and protect the thousand-year-old ...... of the Ziyun Sect for me!"

Wu Fan slowly stepped forward, stretched out his hand to touch the bluestone stele, and suddenly, a purple rain of light surged out on the bluestone stele, evolving into a piece of Great Dao Immortal Text, which continued to fly around Wu Fan, demonstrating a kind of Great Dao pattern.

But Wu Fan didn't care at all, stepped forward and directly put the bluestone tablet into the storage bag, turned around and looked back.

At this moment, all Tianjiao stepped out of the battle platform, and they all looked at Wu Fan with gloomy expressions, but no one dared to step forward to fight.

Wu Fan turned around and saw the figure of the purple moon in the distance, and also saw the few Tianjiao who stepped out of the battle platform in front of him.

Among those people, each of them was murderous, but they all suffered a lot of injuries, and seeing that Wu Fan was not injured at all, they were very jealous and did not dare to act in vain.

Ziyue and the ruffian wolf also walked over quickly, and at the moment when Wu Fan took away the bluestone stele, the supreme power that shrouded the entire inheritance mountain peak disappeared in an instant, and all the battle platforms were shattered, this is the reason why all Tianjiao walked out, and Ziyue and the ruffian wolf could also come over without harm.

"Heitian, you'd better let go of the inheritance, otherwise you won't be able to get out of this place!" Mo Yunke said with a gloomy face.

"This is indeed not something you can have!" Zi Tianyi also shouted coldly.

"Heitian, as long as you enter my Extreme Demon Palace, this bluestone stele, I guarantee that no one will dare to rob ......" The witch's expression was a little entangled, persuading Wu Fan.

"Hehe, I'm going to try it, see if the ...... can be taken away from me" Wu Fan's face was indifferent, swept through all the Tianjiao, and finally landed on Ling Xiao.

"Ling Xiao, do you dare to fight me?"

Wu Fan shouted loudly, like thunder rolling in the sky, constantly reverberating.

"Are you afraid of me?" Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, but it was a little cold, and his steps slowly stepped out.

He understood why Wu Fan chose him, his existence threatened Wu Fan's back road, because he was the only one among Wu Fan's enemies who could guess that Wu Fan was a monk from Long Yunxing.

However, as a Tianjiao, he has his own pride and self-confidence, if he even asks others if he dares to fight with him, he does not dare to accept it, he feels that this is challenging his self-confidence and insulting his dignity.

He had to prove with strength that he was ...... Otherwise, the price will be their lives.

"I fight with you and don't use my physical strength, which is my respect for you. Wu Fan said in a deep voice, his purpose is to kill Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao's existence will have an impact on his future path, once Ling Xiao reveals that he is from Long Yun Xing, then Ziwei Hall will besiege the entire Long Yun Star, and will not let go of an inch of land, to find his traces as soon as possible. A behemoth like Ziwei Hall is not something he can fight against now.

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, he sneered, and suddenly crossed a hundred zhang in one step, falling directly in front of Wu Fan, and chose to fight Wu Fan with his physical body, he didn't want to be seen as a weak person by others.

"Then don't blame me......" Wu Fan's killing intent flashed, and his fist slammed out, causing the void to vibrate and emit a series of explosions.

For himself, for his friends, and for his ** people, he will not choose to fight fairly, as long as he can kill the troubles, he has a clear conscience.

He is not a gentleman, let alone a chivalrous man, if he really has no choice, he is willing to turn into a demon and ask, worthy of his heart.

Suddenly, Wu Fan and Ling Xiao collided fiercely with their physical bodies, one punch was more violent than the other, and almost in the blink of an eye, the two fought for hundreds of rounds, constantly roaring, surrounding Wu Fan and Ling Xiao, the powerful aura, forming a tornado storm and sweeping in all directions.

It took a long time for the two to separate, their bodies were full of each other's fist prints, and their clothes were stained with blood.

Wu Fan's clenched fists trembled a little, he didn't expect that this Ling Xiao's physical body was so powerful, it was already comparable to the physical body of the ancient beast before.

On the other hand, Ling Xiao's body was also trembling, but what was more serious than Wu Fan was that the corners of his mouth were constantly overflowing with blood, and he suffered serious internal injuries. He looked at Wu Fan, not calm, but there was no shock, but a burst of fighting spirit, and there was no sense of failure, he seemed to have no depression about the failure of the body.

Ling Xiao laughed, and pointed out, four visions rose behind him, which were very terrifying, the real dragon roaming, the white tiger roaring, the Vermilion Bird burning the sky, Xuanwu Zhenhai, the four giant murderers, pounced on Wu Fan.

Wu Fan's right hand swung out violently, and the monstrous blood spiritual power turned into a sea of blood, smashing the true dragon violently, colliding with the white tiger, and emitting a shocking roar.

At the same time, Wu Fan stepped out, tore a crack in the violent energy, and stepped on the top of Suzaku's head, no matter how Suzaku struggled and spouted fire, he couldn't get rid of Wu Fan's figure, and was finally crushed in the air by Wu Fan's foot, leaving the last scream.

In the end, Wu Fan smashed out with a punch, causing the sea of Xuanwu to shatter, but Xuanwu's body smashed Wu Fan away, however, Wu Fan's body was extraordinarily powerful, and the power of the shock shattered Xuanwu.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Fan and Ling Xiao fought with energy for a round, regardless of victory or defeat.

"Yes, though, my peak strength hasn't really been used yet. Between Wu Fan's words, the evil aura was shocking, and the nine shadows slashed the sky, slashing out in an instant, so that the entire world was filled with this sword intent.

The domineering sword intent seems to be able to cut the heavens and destroy everything, domineering and wild.

"Dao Fa ......?" Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and he muttered in a low voice, and then sealed his hands, he himself was like a seed, bursting out with endless purple light, and in an instant, Ling Xiao was like a small purple tree, constantly growing, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant tree in the sky, supporting the sky, and the purple light was full of light.

The purple giant tree in the sky swayed, making the whole space tremble, as if it could not be restrained, but could only be let go, as if it was the obsession of the purple tree's childhood, not bound by heaven and earth, let me be free.

"That's what ...... "The purple giant tree made a deep shouting sound, like the roar of heaven and earth, and all spirits surrendered.