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In the small underground palace, stone pillars, floor tiles, domes, walls, ...... All exude a quaint atmosphere, on the surrounding walls, two different styles of murals are perfectly blended together, there is a very mysterious power contained in it, this underground palace is ancient and empty, except for the one person under the bronze oil lamp under the dome, there seems to be no one else, at least, there is no other living person. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info//Fast update//

Wu Qi stood not far from the entrance of the underground palace, around him, there were pits, corpses, bloodstains, a mess, the most conspicuous thing was a behemoth puppet, the whole body was made of unknown things, all the facial features were there, but there was no breath of life belonging to human beings, this puppet was guarding behind Wu Qi, and the terrifying momentum exuded completely shrouded Wu Qi in it, but it did not affect him at all.

Standing there, his eyes wide, his eyelids never seemed to be raised, and he held a jade scroll in his hand. On the jade book, there was a shining light, which was held in Wu Qi's hand, and the scene was strange in an instant.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe it's just a while, or it may be hours. In short, at this moment, Wu Qi's eyes that had been closed suddenly moved, and a few times surged under his eyelids, and they suddenly opened, revealing a pair of ghostly eyes.

Two brief but sharp rays of light shot out of his eyes, and they flickered, and then the smug smile that existed at the corners of his mouth became even more open.

"Myriad inheritance, I see!"

I don't know if it's a comment on a certain existence, or if I understand something, Wu Qi seems to have lost interest in this underground palace now. Holding a jade book in his hand, he didn't look at the big pit not far in front of him, and the corpse at the bottom of the pit. He turned around and walked towards the entrance of the dungeon.

The moment he turned around, the other empty palm was grasped with five fingers. With a slight bow, there was suddenly a suction, and from three different places, five rays of light flew up, three of which fell into Wu Qi's palm in an instant, and the other two stopped in front of Wu Qi, floating.

Wu Qi spread out his palm, only to see that there were three storage rings lying in his palm. There seem to be some prohibitions on it, but the aura and brilliance have weakened a lot, apparently because their owners have now turned into corpses. And the other two rays of light. It's bigger.

One thing is a bowl, purple and golden, dripping and turning in the faint light, and the breath and power contained in it seem to be completely different from ordinary mysterious weapons. And another thing. It is a ring, all black, without any patterns, not ordinary or even ugly.

"Purple Gold Bowl. Ring of the Demons"

Obviously, Wu Qi knows both of these things. Some eager gaze shot out of his eyes, landing directly on the two treasures floating in front of him.

"Is this the ....... Dao weapon?"

Wu Qi muttered to himself. A wry smile mixed with excitement, but the bitter smile was quickly thrown out of the clouds. His real emotions and thoughts were excitement and pride, the kind of excitement and pride that all monks would show after receiving the treasure.

The monks are divided into ranks, the spirit stones are divided into grades, the elixirs are divided into grades, and the weapons used by the monks are also divided into ranks. Just as Wu Qi learned in that remote place, the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect of the Broken Soul Mountain Range, starting from the mortal weapons that did not enter the stream, the weapons used by the monks, there were magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and mysterious weapons, as for the rumored immortal weapons, it was really just a legend, and no one had seen it at all.

But not long ago, when Wu Qi used the Nine Nether Fire as a punishment to ask the Chimiao monk all the information about the Wanmiao Temple and the inheritance of this underground palace, he not only got everything he wanted, but also knew by the way that his understanding of the cultivation realm was indeed poor.

Just like the level of the weapon, there was nothing wrong before, magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and mysterious weapons, but after the mysterious weapons, it is not an immortal weapon, and there is another level in the middle, and it is also the most important level: the Taoist weapon. The so-called Taoist weapon is a mysterious weapon with a trace of Tao, and it is precisely because of the power of this silk that the power of the Taoist weapon is not comparable to any mysterious weapon at all. And in the cultivation realm, the truly powerful cultivators never used Xuan weapons, but Dao weapons.

The deterrent power of a Dao weapon even exceeds that of a god-transforming cultivator, and some Dao weapons that are incomparably powerful and contain more than a wisp of Dao power, and their power can even be compared to the rumored immortal weapons.

The reason why the three patriarchs of the Three Sects of Broken Souls did not tell the younger disciples that there was such an important level as a Dao weapon was that the three of them had not yet obtained a Dao weapon when they were expelled by the Heavenly Demon Sect, and the Hanyin Bell and the Bloodthirsty Drum as the treasures of the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect were just powerful Xuan Weapons.

"Inheritance, this is just the inheritance of a monk from a thousand years ago, and there are these incredible treasures. Wouldn't that truly powerful inheritance, those who have obtained the complete desolate ancient inheritance, possess .........?"

Wu Qi muttered a few words to himself, and suddenly his mind was shocked, and the smug smile that was about to spread was immediately retracted.

"My luck can't always be so good, and I can't hide my strength all the time as I wish, what I want to reveal can't be hidden after all, and blindly hiding it will only lose my strong heart. Those proud sons of heaven who had already been famous in the Heavenly Mountain Range, everyone knew about the inheritance they had obtained, but no one dared to express their covetous thoughts. ”

"Wait until I digest this Wanmiao Temple inheritance............... Sooner or later, one day, I will let this Tongtian Mountain Range resound the same name as my Wu Qi. ”

These are the thoughts in his heart, since he entered the Heavenly Demon Sect, Wu Qi has always been cautious, for fear of revealing his identity, exposing many secrets on his body, and obtaining the incomplete and desolate ancient inheritance, which can be said to be walking on thin ice, the only outbreak is against the girl in green clothes, although he succeeded by luck, but now he has left a lot of sequelae, and Wu Qi does not dare to take any more risks.

In the past, although his cultivation was good, he also had a lot of hole cards, and he thought that his combat power was comparable to that of ordinary god monks. But even so, he also knew that this supernatural power was an incredible powerhouse in the Broken Soul Mountain Range, but here, it was a humble existence, and people who were stronger than him were everywhere.

After threatening the girl in green clothes and gaining the status of a high-ranking disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, Wu Qi reminded himself to be cautious and cultivate silently until he was strong enough to emerge.

However, by chance, I don't know whether he should be said to be lucky or bad, because of a necessary move, he was targeted by that Cui Dajiang and deceived by a conspiracy, and in the end, he actually cheapened Wu Qi and got a inheritance in vain. Although it is not an ancient inheritance, it is also left by a generation of monks who are united in the Tao, not only have many exercise books, but also have two Taoist weapons.

As soon as this harvest began, Wu Qi's hidden ambitions and thoughts began to germinate, and the previous idea of cultivating silently was immediately suppressed by him.

"Wanmiao Temple, the Buddha and the demon have a double holiday, but it is a good cover for the beginning. Hahahaha..............."

After the last human voice echoed in the dungeon, the entrance opened again, and at the same time as the light entered, a figure swept out.

At the same time, on the side of the entrance of the black hole, in the dim light, a figure also swept out.

One person was dressed in black and had black hair, his face was indifferent, and a dead man's face and coffin face were impressive. The other figure is also dressed in black and with black hair, and his facial features are exactly the same as Wu Qi's, the only difference is that this person's eyes, those pupils, are completely fiery red.

Wu Qi looked at the Hellfire clone standing motionless in front of him, and relying on the connection in his mind, he immediately sensed the situation inside this clone.

The Hellfire clone has no flesh and blood, nothing at all, and the entire body is made of Hellfire. However, at this time, Wu Qi's Dark Fire clone was facing the fate of collapsing at any time, because at this time, in this doppelganger, in addition to the wisps of dark Dark Hellfire, there was another power.

This power was fiery red, and it gathered in the split body one by one, like a fire in the split body, raging in the split body. And it is getting more and more turbulent, if it goes on like this, after a few breaths, Wu Qi's Hellfire clone will completely collapse. However, for Wu Qi, the collapse of a Hellfire clone is nothing, at most it is just the loss of some Hellfire and a mind and mind. But the fiery red power in this clone made Wu Qi reluctant to give up.

Red Lotus Karmic Fire, Monk Chimiao saw the Nine Nether Flames in Wu Qi's dantian, and thought that Wu Qi relied on the Hellfire to avoid the fate of being burned by the karmic fire. But he didn't expect Wu Qi to have such weird magical powers, and directly separated a wisp of clone to replace himself. In the end, he even used this clone to absorb all the red lotus karmic fires, and even the dark fires in the bodies of those monks in the past were not spared, and they were all absorbed into the clones.

"It seems that those are not the real Red Lotus Karmic Fire, otherwise the Hellfire Aura in this body will not last long at all, and it should have collapsed a long time ago. However, even if it is not a real Red Lotus karmic fire, it will also be of great help to my Netherworld Battle Body Third Layer Realm, but I can't give it up. ”

Wu Qi spit out this sentence, his eyebrows soothed, and taking advantage of the fact that the clone was about to collapse, his palm stretched out violently, like a sharp blade, and directly inserted it into the chest cavity of the clone.

"Buzz"

Suddenly, a strange sound sounded in Wu Qi's body of the Immortal Fire, but it was Wu Qi's palm into a claw, and with a fierce grasp, he directly grabbed the most essence of those red lotus karmic fires. Without waiting for any other action, just this one grasp, it was as if there was a chain reaction.

All the red lotus karmic fires moved, like cats that smelled fishy smells, and they all rushed towards Wu Qi's palms, even those dark fire breaths were the same, and suddenly they saw that one was dark, one was fiery red, and two torrents that were not thick but had terrifying power were entangled together, and they converged towards Wu Qi's palm. (To be continued.) )