Chapter Ninety-Seven: Inheriting the Ancient Cards
Wang Shuiqun looked at Aotian with a gloomy face, and the pitch-black color on his index finger became deeper and richer. It seems that as long as Wang Shuiqun does not attack this poisonous spirit finger, then the energy contained in the index finger will not be diffused in the slightest.
After hearing Wang Shuiqun's words, Aotian's eyes gradually became fierce. Aotian knows that now is not the time for him to sigh, and in front of him, there is a big trouble that has not been solved.
"Boy, it's the last time of your life to let you watch the play for a while, now, you and that couple will go to hell together!"
As he spoke, Wang Shuiqun's figure appeared in front of Aotian like lightning, and the poisonous fingers contained a thick cold aura towards Aotian's chest.
Aotian's hands moved, and just when he wanted to make a move, a piece of iron appeared on Aotian's chest without warning, and Wang Shuiqun's finger was also pointed straight on the iron piece.
Aotian saw very clearly that this piece of iron was the mysterious piece of iron he bought in the trading area of Xuanling Town.
If it is an ordinary piece of iron, after receiving this finger from Wang Shuiqun, it will definitely dissolve directly. But this mysterious piece of iron is magical, and it has not changed in the slightest after receiving Wang Shuiqun's finger, as if the poisonous finger did not hit it.
"What is this?"
Looking at the mysterious piece of iron on Aotian's chest, Wang Shuiqun couldn't help but be slightly stunned. He knew very well how powerful his poisonous spirit finger was, however, now he couldn't even destroy a piece of iron, which made Wang Shuiqun a little incredulous.
At this moment, the voice of the old man of the soul resounded in the main hall, and there was a hint of surprise and joy in that tone:
"Inheritance Ancient Cards, you actually have Inheritance Ancient Cards?!"
As soon as the old man of Soul Xuan's words fell, the iron piece erupted into substantial energy ripples. Suddenly, Wang Shuiqun was directly swept away by this energy ripple.
"Poof"
Wang Shuiqun, who was lying on the ground, spurted out a mouthful of blood, looking at the small piece of iron in front of Aotian, with a thick horror in his eyes.
The energy that burst out from that piece of iron just now seemed extremely vast in Wang Shuiqun's heart, and he clearly felt that he was like a mayfly shaking a tree in front of that energy. That energy far exceeded the half-step human spirit realm......
"What's going on, what's going on?"
Everyone was at a loss in their eyes, not knowing what was going on.
"Hehe, inherit the ancient card, who do you want to choose to get the inheritance?" The voice of the old man of the soul Xuan sounded again, only this time, there was an imperceptible tenderness in his tone.
The iron piece trembled slightly in front of Aotian's body, and in an instant, a stream of red blood actually flew out from the corpses of Youjun and Shangguan Jin, and then slowly merged into the iron piece.
With the integration of blood, the iron piece actually began to slowly deform. After dozens of blinks, what was originally just a palm-sized piece of iron turned into a boxy ancient card.
The ancient card is blood-red, as if blood donation is flowing, but on the edge of the ancient card, it is entangled with purple-gold lines, revealing an ancient and noble atmosphere.
"This ...... What's going on here? ”
At this moment, everyone's minds were full of doubts, what was the "inheritance ancient card" in the mouth of the old man of Soul Xuan? What will this sudden appearance of the old card bring to everyone?
Among the crowds, the laughing cliff is the most confused. This is obviously the "waste iron piece" that Aotian bought in the trading area, how could it suddenly become the inheritance ancient card in the mouth of the old man Soul Xuan?
At this moment, the inheritance ancient tablet suspended in the air suddenly erupted with a blood-colored brilliance, and the brilliance illuminated the entire main hall. And a purple gold light curtain suddenly appeared above Aotian's head, and the light curtain completely enveloped Aotian.
When Qiu Mingjie and the others saw this, their faces changed greatly. Although they didn't know why there was suddenly a light curtain shrouded in arrogance, there was a hint of foreboding in their hearts.
"Do it!"
Qiu Mingjie and the others didn't think about it, so they shot towards the purple gold light curtain. Mysterious power gushed out like a volcanic eruption, and the fierce wind, the powerful Xuan power, bombarded the purple gold light curtain fiercely.
"Knock Knock"
It's just that no matter how everyone attacks, the purple gold light curtain does not move as if it existed forever. There is quite a kind of posture that allows you to storm and rain, and I will not move.
"Alas, since the inheritance of the ancient card has chosen this kid, then the other irrelevant people will leave here......"
As soon as Old Man Soul Xuan's words fell, a huge spatial crack actually appeared out of thin air in the main hall.
"Everyone, after the spatial crack is the exit of the ruins, except for the little guy named Aotian, no one else has been able to obtain the approval of the inheritance ancient card, so let's leave!"
Wang Shuiqun's face changed for a while, and he immediately shouted:
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have gone so hard to come to the main hall, how can we just go? Besides, what qualifications does an Aotian congenital triple kid have to obtain the inheritance? That Soul Xuan is just a dead man, and he has no strength in life, since he doesn't know what to do, let's kill Aotian first and smash the main hall, so we can naturally force him to hand over the inheritance, what do you think? ”
Qiu Mingjie and the others were slightly startled when they heard this, and even bit their silver teeth, and said:
"That's right, since that soul mystery looks down on us and chooses a little mongrel, let's kill that little mongrel first, and see if he still hands over the inheritance!"
Suddenly, Qiu Mingjie, Wang Shuiqun, Feng Moyang, Bing Long, and Wu Changlong all looked at the Aotian in the purple gold light curtain with ill intentions.
Aotian's face changed, he originally thought that things would settle like this, but he didn't expect this group of greedy guys to dare to go against the old man of Soul Xuan.
"Girl, what do you think we should do?" Laughing Cliff looked at this scene and asked Snow Fall City, who was standing beside him.
Snow Allure sneered:
"A group of guys who are not dead or alive, we don't have to worry about him, just watch the show from the sidelines!"
When the old man of Soul Xuan was in the country of wind and clouds, he was in the limelight for a while. Now that he has fallen, there is no guarantee that he will not have any means. Therefore, in the eyes of Snow Dumping City, Wang Shuiqun and others are no different from looking for death.
"You really don't know how thick the sky is......" There was a faint anger in the tone of the old man Soul Xuan.
"Old immortal, today you must hand over Aotian and your inheritance, otherwise we will definitely let you die and not live in peace!" Wang Shuiqun shouted.
"Hehe, Brother Long, these guys who don't know the height of the sky will be handed over to you to deal with......" The voice of the old man of the soul Xuan seemed to come out of the spatial crack, leading to an unknown place.
"Is there anyone else here?!"
After hearing Soul Xuan's words, everyone's eyes immediately looked around. It's just that after looking for a long time, there are still only these people, which can't help but make everyone a little confused.
"That old immortal is just playing tricks, let's shoot together!" After Wang Shuiqun's gaze wandered around the main hall, he said to Qiu Mingjie and the others beside him.
"Hmm!"
Several people nodded to each other, and then slapped their palms fiercely at the Aotian in the purple gold light curtain.
"Haha, you guys are really consumed by the lust for profit!"
Suddenly, a powerful voice came from the spatial crack......