The phantom gaze of this demon god fell on Qianqiu, and when he saw it, Qianqiu's heart was furious, and he had goosebumps all over his body.

At this time, Chiyou's body has been destroyed, there is only a wisp of residual soul, without the protection of the body, Chiyou's soul will be disillusioned sooner or later, this genius will eventually come to the end of his life, which is really regrettable. `

Emperor Yan looked at the demon god phantom above the heavenly dome and said lightly: "Chi You, your physical body has been disillusioned, and now you only have a wisp of remnant soul left, and sooner or later you will die." Alas~, ending up like this is also the result of your own hands, and this continent will never exist again from now on......"

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that I, Chiyou, would have today, reduced to letting a mortal come to pity me......" Chiyou laughed arrogantly, with a bit of desolation in his tone.

"My soul will eventually perish, but the Demon Realm will not perish, my Demon Dao will eventually be inherited, and the Demon Realm will be immortal......ized at that time," the illusory Chiyou Demon God looked at the remnant sun in the sky, and a light of hope flashed in his eyes.

Two faint black lights emitted from the eyes of the demon god phantom on the heavenly dome, and at this time, the demon cloud above the heavenly dome appeared again with violent pitch-black lightning, counting the lightning across the heavenly dome, which was extremely spectacular, like a demon snake swimming between the heavens and the earth, very terrifying.

Inheritance?

Emperor Yan and Emperor Huangdi looked at each other, and they must not let Chi You's demon path be inherited, otherwise heaven and earth will come to great calamity again.

Inheritance?Qianqiu's expression also followed, could it be ......

Sure enough, a huge black electric ball appeared above the heavenly dome, and the light of the entire heavenly dome was blocked by this pitch-black electric ball, and the entire continent fell into pitch black.

A pitch-black demonic lightning slashed down and spread across the entire heaven and earth, all of this happened so suddenly, Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang didn't react at all, watching this violent lightning gallop away, leaving a face full of consternation, completely ignorant of what to do.

This lightning light illuminates the entire earth, stretching its teeth and claws wantonly, and the lethality is completely immeasurable. But the lightning bolt seemed to have eyes, and it rushed straight to Qianqiu, as fast as a thunderbolt, so that Qianqiu had no way to dodge it.

Bastard, sure enough, it's hacking me again, Qianqiu only felt a "buzzing" sound in his head, and thousands of electric rays directly penetrated Qianqiu's body, and Qianqiu felt that his whole body was raged by a violent force, and the whole person lost consciousness in an instant.

............

"Hey, little ghost......"

"Who ......" Chiaki was in the dark, completely confused.

"The mountains are snowy, and the floating life does not stop......"

"Senior ......" Qianqiu found that someone was constantly transmitting to him in the dark, and the sound was like a candle in the twilight years, and it was as faint as the wind howling in the abyss.

"A green lantern accompanied by an ancient Buddha, half for cultivation and half into the magic ......"

"Seniors, juniors don't understand what it means" Qianqiu asked, the Sanskrit sound lingered in his ears, and he gradually drifted away.

"Little ghost, that's Chiyou's demonic way, the devil is the ghost in people's hearts, but it is also the reflection of another self. One day you will truly understand what magic is, but now you are missing an opportunity, and everything from now on depends on your creation......"

"Senior, junior asks senior for guidance......" Chiaki chased the voice in the dark, trying to figure out what was going on, but saw a strong light shooting from the darkness, which pierced Chiaki's eyes......

............

I don't know how long it took, Qianqiu slowly regained consciousness, headache splitting, after a long time slowly opened his eyes, and found that the surrounding green fields were vast, empty thousands of miles, the sun was warm, peaceful and calm, everything here was so familiar, this was the trial tower.

Everything that Shicai Qianqiu experienced was like a distant dream, but in retrospect, everything was so real. Chiaki slowly got up and found that a trading tower not far from him had been destroyed and torn apart, the surrounding walls were as black and mottled as if they had been burned by fire, and the air was filled with a scorching smell, which was very choking.

Chiaki looked at herself, and there didn't seem to be anything special except for the tattered clothes on her body.

Is there really such a thing as inheritance?

Just when Qianqiu was puzzled, in the ruins of the trading tower, two eighth-order martial artists slowly walked out towards Qianqiu, with an evil aura in their eyes, obviously not with good intentions.

"I didn't expect that there was still a fifth-order martial artist alive here, I thought that all the martial artists in this area had already died in the disaster. One of the yellow-clothed eighth-order martial artists whispered to the other white-clothed eighth-order martial artist.

"It turns out that there are still survivors, but the life bead on his body belongs to me......" The eyes of the white-clothed eighth-order martial artist unabashedly revealed a sense of greed.

These two eighth-order martial artists both had two life beads on their heads, and it was not difficult to guess from their words that they were coming for the life beads on Qianqiu's head.

Tragedy, Qianqiu just wasted thirty life beads in the trading tower, and now he is being targeted by two eighth-order martial artists, it is really unlucky, and now there is only one thought in Qianqiu's mind - run away quickly!!

Qianqiu turned around and ran towards the jungle in the distance, the two eighth-order martial artists smiled contemptuously, and chased after them, the escape speed of the fifth-order martial artists was comparable to the hunting speed of the eighth-order martial artists, and in a few moments, the two eighth-order martial artists intercepted Qianqiu's way.

"Kill ......" the white-clothed eighth-order martial artist is sharp palm at Qianqiu, directly taking Qianqiu's life, the palm wind is whistling, the strength is strong, and it attacks Qianqiu like a mountain and a sea, this person kills quite decisively.

Chiaki didn't have time to mobilize her strength at all, but subconsciously reached out to try to resist. The strong palm wind of "Bang ......" exploded directly on Qianqiu's body, and suddenly the dust and smoke billowed all around, drowning Qianqiu in sight.

"Poor fifth-order martial artist, this palm is estimated to have blown him to pieces, I'm afraid I can't even find the corpse!" the yellow-clothed eighth-order martial artist waved his head and said with fake pity.

"I'm afraid that fifth-order martial artist hasn't died yet......" The white-clothed eighth-order martial artist frowned slightly, and a cold light appeared in his eyes, incredulously.

The white-clothed eighth-order martial artist still had only two life beads on his head, which showed that Qianqiu had not lost his life.

"How is it possible, how can a fifth-order martial artist be able to withstand an attack of this magnitude......" The yellow-clothed eighth-order martial artist stared at each other incredulously.

"It can only be said that the strength of this fifth-order martial artist is by no means as simple as imagined, we have been deceived by appearances......" The white-clothed eighth-order martial artist gritted his teeth with hatred.

After the dust and smoke cleared, Qianqiu resisted the attack of the eighth-order martial artists with his bare hands, and even appeared in front of these two eighth-order martial artists intact, which really surprised the two eighth-order martial artists.

I saw that Qianqiu's arms and palms were filled with black air currents, and it was this mysterious air flow that blocked Shi Cai's sharp palm. Not to mention that the two eighth-order martial artists were surprised, even Qianqiu didn't figure out what was going on? Could it be ......

It's a heritage!!