Jiang Changsheng could hear Mu Lingluo's heart, and the divine thoughts on the golden scale jade leaf could also sense that there was no other spiritual wisdom in the Heavenly Prison Monument just now.

Mu Xuangang asked nervously, "Dare to ask the immortal god, what is the inheritance?" ”

Jiang Changsheng's voice sounded again: "You'd better not know, so as not to get into trouble." ”

When Mu Xuangang heard this, he quickly shut up, he stood up and walked to the entrance of the cave to wait.

Jiang Changsheng performed the dream support technique and entered Mu Lingluo's dream, Mu Lingluo was not dreaming, but his current state was the same as dreaming, so the dream support technique was feasible.

Jiang Changsheng came to a red land, the land was desolate, the yellow sand rolled up the sky, Mu Lingluo stood on the ground in a daze, Jiang Changsheng appeared behind her, followed her gaze, the end of the world was extremely dim, there was a stone tablet like the pillar of optimus standing, I don't know how high.

"What the hell is this place?"

Mu Lingluo muttered to himself, his words full of uneasiness.

Jiang Changsheng patted her on the shoulder, so frightened that she immediately jumped away, turned her head and saw that it was Jiang Changsheng, she did not relax.

"Who are you?" Mu Lingluo said in a deep voice, frowning.

Jiang Changsheng smiled: "You even forgot about me? Don't worry, I came in with a dream, and I came to accompany you to get this inheritance. ”

Hearing this, Mu Lingluo will still be skeptical.

Jiang Changsheng was satisfied with her attitude, and said: "Let's go together, if you don't worry, we can keep our distance, there is a memory set up in this inheritance, he will talk to you, but he can't see me, you don't have to be too afraid of him, he is just a memory remnant, no matter how you ask him and contact him, he will respond to you with a fixed answer." ”

As soon as he entered the dream, Jiang Changsheng's mind swept away, and he felt through the other party.

Although Mu Lingluo was surprised, she still chose to nod, and just before she went out, the two walked to the stone monument in the distance together.

Mu Lingluo couldn't help but ask, "Brother Changsheng, if it's really you, could it be that you arranged this inheritance for me?" ”

She felt that it couldn't be so coincidental, she had also encountered crises and opportunities in the past, but Jiang Changsheng didn't show up, even if this time it was special, and her consciousness entered the inheritance memory, it shouldn't be so coincidental.

Jiang Changsheng said: "It doesn't matter if it's not, take advantage of it, this opportunity is not simple." ”

It's not easy!

Although it is only a memory remnant, it can be seen in the tube, and the owner of the Prison Heaven Monument is very powerful, probably stronger than all the martial artists in the world.

The prison monument in the distance is five zhang high, which is extremely exaggerated.

This made Jiang Changsheng think of Ye Xundi's Wasteland Divine Yuan Gong, Ye Xundi could also use his true qi to condense into a stone tablet, but the two tablets were not the same.

Mu Lingluo chatted with Jiang Changsheng as she moved forward, and after chatting, she knew that this was her immortal brother, not an illusion.

Jiang Changsheng's temperament and tone are difficult to imitate.

That omniscient, omniscient and unfathomable state was obviously her immortal brother.

Even if she knew this, she didn't get close to Jiang Changsheng, it was always a good thing to be careful.

Before the two of them walked in front of the Heavenly Monument, the heavens and the earth shook violently, and terrifying cracks appeared on the earth, which quickly expanded into a canyon, startling Mu Lingluo to fly high in the air, Jiang Changsheng was very calm, stopped in place, and still did not fall down after hanging in the air under his feet.

Seeing that he was fine, Mu Lingluo turned her head to look, her eyes widened, and her face showed a look of shock.

The Prison Heaven Monument turned into an incomparably huge stone sword, standing at the end of heaven and earth, above the sword grid, there was a figure with his back against the hilt of the sword, as small as dust on the stone sword, but his momentum was extremely powerful, attracting Mu Lingluo's eyes to lock on him for the first time.

"Junior, do you recognize this sword?"

An indifferent loud voice sounded, deafening.

Mu Lingluo frowned, she had naturally never seen it, but she was afraid of saying the wrong thing.

"Brother Changsheng said just now......"

Mu Lingluo's eyes flickered, and she spoke, "Who are you?" ”

"My name is not important, and my martial arts should not be buried."

Hearing this, Mu Lingluo couldn't help but look at Jiang Changsheng, his eyes a little suspicious.

Jiang Changsheng smiled: "You have nothing to do with this situation. ”

Mu Lingluo looked at the huge stone sword again and said, "You better bury it." ”

"Hahaha, the wild land, my lord is up and down, junior, can there be a martial emperor in your period?"

Mu Lingluo raised his eyebrows and followed: "Can you hurry up?" ”

"What is Emperor Wu? Emperor Wu is the supreme realm of martial arts, it is the powerful force of the unified clan, and it is the power that can shake the rules of heaven and earth. ”

"Brother Changsheng, he has really fixed the way he speaks, it's really interesting."

"Very good, it seems that you have the consciousness to accept the inheritance, junior, pull out this sword, as long as you can do it, you will obtain my inheritance."

"Brother Changsheng, who is better than you?"

Facing Mu Lingluo's curiosity, Jiang Changsheng smiled and said nothing.

The mysterious voice was no longer heard.

Mu Lingluo soared and flew above the huge stone sword, Jiang Changsheng followed closely behind, and they saw the man.

The man was cloaked in a robe made of animal skins, his face was full of vicissitudes, his eyes were closed, there was an extremely long scar across his eyelids, his eyelids were sunken, his hands were folded around his chest, his white hair fluttered, and his whole body exuded an ancient atmosphere.

That's right, a person actually exudes an ancient atmosphere.

This kind of aura is not simply old, but as soon as you see this person, you can feel that he comes from ancient times a long time ago and has been tempered by the years.

Mu Lingluo retracted her gaze, she flew to the scabbard, the scabbard alone was like a mountain, she held it with both hands, tried her best, and couldn't pull it out at all.

She tried a few times, but it didn't work.

Jiang Changsheng said: "Drawing a sword is not a hard draw, don't forget, this is not reality. ”

When Mu Lingluo heard this, she suddenly realized, she flew to Jiang Changsheng's side, looked at the huge stone sword again, and her eyes became firm.

There was a resolute conviction in her heart that she must draw this sword.

She is a genius in her own right, she has hardly encountered setbacks since she was a child, and she is conceited in her heart, so this belief is very strong, and almost as soon as it appears, the huge stone sword begins to tremble.

The dust was flying, and the earth was shaking.

The figure above the sword grid stood up straight, his hands drooped, turned to look at Mu Lingluo, and said, "Okay, I didn't expect that there would be people with such beliefs after ten thousand lifetimes, junior, you are qualified to get my inheritance." ”

"Remember my name, I am the Imprisoned Heaven Martial Emperor, this sword is called the Sword of Imprisoned Heaven, it can help you to conquer the heavens and the heavens, never leave it."

The mysterious voice sounded again, and the tone was vicissitudes, but it was full of pride.

Heaven and earth shattered, and Jiang Changsheng's dream technique was interrupted.

Mu Lingluo opened her eyes, her eyes burst out with red light, and the Heavenly Prison Sword in her hand exuded majestic luck, attracting martial arts aura to pour into her body, and a series of martial arts figures began to appear in her eyes, with different moves, quickly flickering and switching.

Jiang Changsheng, who was far away in the Earth Spirit Tree, calculated in his heart:

"I want to know how strong the Imprisoned Heaven Martial Emperor was during his lifetime?"

[Temporarily unable to calculate, not within the scope of system detection]

It's just not counting, but it does.

Jiang Changsheng suspected that the body of Emperor Martial of Heaven was still there, and the body of Emperor Martial was indestructible.

Different from the inheritance that Lin Haotian encountered before, that inheritance only had exercises, and there were no divine weapons.

The divine thoughts on the golden scales and jade leaves could feel Mu Lingluo's power skyrocketing.

This is inheritance, not only to teach people to fish, but also to help them transform!

Jiang Changsheng fell to the ground and asked, "Miss Ji, have you heard of Emperor Martial Heaven?" ”

Hearing this, Ji Wujun's eyes moved away from the paper in her hand, she looked at Jiang Changsheng, and said: "I know, in the ancient offerings of the Holy Dynasty, dozens of martial emperors of different eras have been recorded, of course, this is not all, but the understanding of the Holy Dynasty, Emperor Wu of the Prison Heaven is an extremely ancient Emperor of the Martial Arts, and his deeds are also widely spread in the human race, but the world does not know his real name, and regards him as the god of the opening of the sky, the legend of the beginning of the heaven and the earth, it is extremely dark, there is a god and a sword to open the sky, bringing light to the world, the god of the opening of the sky is the Emperor of the Prison Heaven, he is a martial artist, Slashed the sky with a sword, slashed the powerful demon saint who obscured the bright sun, and brought light to the world. ”

This legend has also attracted the attention of others.

Ji Wujun followed and said: "Most of the legends of the immortals in the world are made by ancient warriors, but they have been exaggerated from generation to generation, of course, there are also real immortals, that is, you." ”

She looked at Jiang Changsheng's gaze full of enthusiasm, she really wanted to know about the world of immortals, but Bai Qi had also asked before, Jiang Changsheng didn't answer, so she didn't dare to ask more.

Ye Xundi asked curiously, "How strong is Emperor Martial Heaven of Prison?" How many martial emperors can be ranked among the eras? ”

Ji Wujun shook his head and said: "I don't know, at least the top five, after all, opening the sky with a sword is something that many martial emperors have never done." ”

Jiang Changsheng thought of Lin Haotian's undefeated reincarnation scripture, and he asked, "Is there a martial emperor in the name of undefeated or reincarnation?" ”

Ji Wujun nodded and said: "Indeed, it was a martial emperor ten thousand years ago, he swept the world, invincible, even other martial emperors of the same era are not his opponents, his most famous record is to resurrect an ancient martial emperor, and then defeat him, this person has reached the point of madness in order to fight." ”

She paused and continued: "Emperor Wu is immortal, his corpse and inheritance are scattered all over the world, and the Holy Dynasty cannot collect them all, dare to ask Dao Ancestor, have you obtained their inheritance?" ”

Jiang Changsheng smiled: "Just asking." ”

Everyone didn't believe it, but they didn't dare to question it.

Ye Xundi hurriedly asked, "Can you have the name of the Immortal Dao Divine Yuan?" ”

Ji Wujun shook his head.

Ye Xundi did not give up and asked, "What about the Donkey Kong Divine Body?" ”

Ji Wujun said: "Donkey Kong divine body was born in the Holy Dynasty, what you are practicing should be created by that divine body, although it is equally powerful, but it cannot be compared with the real Donkey Kong divine body, but the Donkey Kong divine body cannot reach the height of Emperor Wu, Emperor Wu is not only a realm, but also an invincible title, so the strength of Emperor Wu in various years and periods is different." ”

"Today, I think only Dao Ancestor is qualified to be called Emperor Wu!"

Ye Xundi scolded secretly, I really see the sycophants of the stitches, you have finished filming, what should I do?

The third shift is late again.

No, I'm setting an alarm clock tomorrow and adjusting my QAQ

(End of chapter)