There was a sudden explosion at the entrance of the cave, everyone was snorting in their chests, blood spurting out, and the young man who had broken the formation was drowned by the colorful vitality that was lifted by the explosion, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The remaining nine people, including Yang Yuanhao, looked at each other, all looking at the place where the explosion occurred, as silent as death.

"Ahem......"

A cough broke the silence, and the colorful vitality that had been blown up into a cloud of smoke seemed to be torn apart, and the figure of the young man was revealed. There were some blood stains on the corners of his mouth, he looked embarrassed, his clothes were a little ragged, and there was nothing going on!

"Hehe, don't worry, that should be the power of the shock after the circle is broken, right?!" The young man said lightly, and a warm smile appeared on his face again.

The golden light in Yang Yuanhao's eyes had disappeared, but the surprise in his eyes and the horror and solemnity on his face were obvious, because he felt a great sense of crisis in this seemingly "delicate" young man, and even, he faintly felt that this young man's strength might be even greater than Murong Fang!

"Heh, Zheng Gongzi has nothing to do, if Gongzi has a good one, it will make Lin feel guilty and uneasy!"

The one who spoke was the elegant man who had defeated the enemy with a huge phantom and got the token, his face was gentle, his gestures were gentle, his words were impeccable, and there was guilt in his eyes.

"Hmph, hypocrite." Ma Liandi put his hands around his chest, looked at the elegant man with piercing eyes, and his face was full of ridicule and ridicule.

In the face of Ma Liandi's ridicule, the elegant man didn't have any words to refute, just smiled slightly, still gentle. However, the moment the man turned to look at Ma Liandi, Yang Yuanhao clearly saw the murderous intent in the elegant man's eyes, although it was only a flash, but it was a real killing intent!

Yang Yuanhao's eyes narrowed slightly, it seems that there is no soft-hearted person here!

"Those who can represent their respective strengths to participate in the trial, a few of them are general, their methods are more vicious than the other, one is dirtier than the other, the so-called gentle and elegant, the so-called tolerance is great, but it is just a superficial work!"

As if he saw Yang Yuanhao's heart, Xi Mingzhi slowly spoke, and couldn't help but scoff at this.

"It's the words that Brother Ma Lian used to stick to the ground, hypocrite!"

"Ahem......" The young man coughed a few more times, dusted off his body, blew away the colorful smoke with a wave of his sleeve, and turned to look at the hole behind him.

Really!

As one of the targets of the major factions, the inheritance of the Deception King, all Tianjiao have the means to break the ban of the Decepticon, although he is very reluctant, Yang Yuanhao still can't help but sigh, he is still too weak in this world of talents!

"Everyone, please!" The young man smiled kindly, leaned slightly to the side of the cave, and said very politely.

However, no one stepped forward. After all, as they came to participate in the trial on behalf of their respective sects, how could they have simple characters? They all understood that the reason why the young man was so polite was that he didn't want to venture into it, what if there were other settings in that cave?!

The silence lasted for a while, and a burly figure stood up, he was the first man to step into the palace.

"Muto? This guy really has the guts! Murong Fang frowned slightly and spoke slowly. Hearing this, Yang Yuanhao couldn't help but look at the burly man.

"A group of young people, since they don't dare to step in first, let your Uncle Wu come first! People who have been dead for nearly a thousand years are so terrible about the prohibitions they have imposed! The man's words were arrogant, his fists were tapped, and he stepped into the hole and walked towards it.

Rumble!

Having said that, Muto still had nerves tense all over his body, his well-developed muscles squirming, and wisps of vitality swirling around his body. He walked slowly, with caution everywhere, moving slowly towards the entrance of the cave. Although the burly man's words were very arrogant before, he still felt some awe and palpitations in his heart for this one of the two kings of the Northern Regions who was famous thousands of years ago.

Boom!

Everyone was holding their breath at this time, and every time the burly man took a step, he let out a thunderous sound, which resounded in everyone's hearts.

As the pace gradually approached, beads of sweat appeared on Muto's face, he could even hear his own heartbeat, he didn't want to admit that he was timid, but the foot that didn't move, it was like dragging lead.

Da!

Muto entered the hole, and all eyes converged there. Almost everyone thought that in the next second, Muto would turn into a pile of ashes, but he walked in safely.

"It's okay?!" Muto himself couldn't believe that the Overlord really only set up the prohibition at the entrance of the cave!

Shout!

One after another, when he saw Muto safely enter the cave, the rest of Tianjiao rushed towards the cave, as if he was worried that it would be too late and the inheritance would be robbed by others.

Yang Yuanhao looked at the entrance of the inheritance of the Heavenly King on the side, and hesitated, but after a while, he still entered the inheritance of the Heavenly King.

The entrance was dark, only there was a ray of light at the entrance of the cave, and there were no fingers in sight, which made everyone frown and wonder.

"This is the inheritance of the Overlord?! It's pitch black! ”

"Could it be? Is this a test given by the Overlord? ”

"Take a fart test! It's pitch black, what are you tested?! ”

“……”

Yang Yuanhao also had doubts in his heart, the golden light flashed in his eyes, and his eyes swept around the pitch black, trying to find some clues on these four sides, but even if the golden light in his eyes appeared, he couldn't see through this darkness.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Yang Yuanhao was shocked, his eyes staring at the entrance of the cave. Just now, he clearly felt that the light at the entrance of the cave was getting smaller and smaller, in other words, the entrance was gradually shrinking.

"Get out of here!"

He shouted, wiped his feet, and was about to run forward, but somehow a big pit appeared under his feet, and he slipped under his feet and fell in, the hole became smaller and smaller in his sight, and his vision became darker and darker, and even the vitality of the people around him who could have been felt disappeared in this instant. And Yang Yuanhao's consciousness is gradually blurred......

In the place where Yang Yuanhao was originally standing, he saw a little light shining, and then this light shot out of the light and scattered around, and the darkness on the four sides also suddenly appeared at this time, and the light projected was connected to these points of light, and finally formed a huge pattern, which was the pattern of the magic circle......

They finally fell into the formation of the Overlord!

I don't know how long it took, Yang Yuanhao's consciousness gradually recovered, and he opened his eyes with difficulty, and a dazzling beam of light came, making his eyes, which were already difficult to open, squint again.

He stretched out his hand to block the light, and then slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a familiar illusion, which was his room in the Yang family, and the furnishings here had not changed at all. At this time, Yang Yuanhao was lying on his bed, struggling to get up, and was about to get out of bed, but he stumbled and fell to the ground. At that moment, Yang Yuanhao's eyes were full of incredulity.

"My cultivation?!"

His eyes widened, and his mind sensed the dantian, the meridians, and every cell in his body, but he couldn't sense even the slightest fluctuation of vitality, which only showed that his skills had been lost and he had become a mortal.

"How so?! Why is my cultivation ......" He was really hard to accept, and he screamed silently in his heart, his face frightened.

He can't lose his cultivation. If he becomes a mortal, how can the revenge of the Yang family's extermination be avenged? If he became a mortal, how could he fulfill his promise to the Heavenly King? If he becomes a mortal, then how can he get rid of the demons in his body?!

Crunch!

The door opened, and an old man pushed it in, holding a tray with some food on it.

He held the tray with a kind face, and was about to walk towards the bed, when he saw Yang Yuanhao who fell to the ground, he was immediately shocked, and sent it with his palm, even if all the food on the tray was spilled on the ground, he didn't care, the old man's face was full of worry, and he reached out to help Yang Yuanhao. Although the old man was already half of the earth, he effortlessly helped Yang Yuanhao up and let him sit on the bed steadily.

"Chang Bo......" Yang Yuanhao's voice trembled, and tears fell silently.

"What's wrong? Ah! How old is the child, why are you still crying, okay, okay, just come back. Chang Bo comforted softly, with doting in his eyes.

Yang Yuanhao's heart also trembled, and at that moment, he seemed to have some memory gone, and pieces of strange but seemingly unfamiliar memories that had happened in himself were projected in his mind.

That was the picture of him running away from home, he left the Yang family, left the sphere of influence of the three major families in the Northern Regions, and came to a place with very little vitality, the weather here was dim, and there was haze everywhere. Yang Yuanhao was carrying a small package, the package was bulging, I don't know what it was, a strange-looking dagger pinned to his waist, a white robe was raised, his thick black hair was blown by the wind, and his handsome face was exposed in the air.

Even in such a terrible environment, there was a hint of a smile on the young man's face, a smug smile, a smile like spring under this gloomy sky.

In front of him, a very high city wall, the city wall was dark and damp, the corners of the wall were even covered with moss, there was a dark black air mass above the city wall, and wisps of mist in the air mass were gushing out, scattered in all directions, thinking about it, the reason why this world was so dim was because of this air mass!

Yang Yuanhao paused and stopped in front of a tall city gate, a relieved smile bloomed on his handsome little face.

"Master, I brought the Heaven Destroying Scroll." He shouted at the walls.

Airplanes.

After a while, I saw ripples in the void beside Yang Yuanhao, and an old man with a long beard with white flowers, wearing a python robe, and an extremely old face, appeared silently.

"Really?" The old man's voice trembled a little, his old face was flushed, and his vicissitudes of life were shining with a different light.

"Well, I stole it while my dad was asleep." The young man had a little smugness on his face, and he didn't care at all about the killing intent that appeared in the depths of the old man in front of him. "Master, when are you calling me forbidden arts?"

Yang Yuanhao's eyes shone brightly, he looked at the old man in front of him with anticipation, and took off the package and handed it to the old man.

"Boom, forbidden art? All right! You go to hell to learn! ”

With murderous intent in the old man's eyes, he took the package with one hand, and took out the other hand from his sleeve, a light condensed in his palm, and a light blade slashed towards Yang Yuanhao's neck.

While!

Laugh at!

Blood gushed out, but it was not Yang Yuanhao, but the old man.

The light blade in the old man's hand that cut towards Yang Yuanhao was blocked by a long sword, while his abdomen was pierced by another long sword.

"You ......" The old man had blood flowing from his mouth, and his eyes looked at the middle-aged man holding two swords and stabbing into his lower abdomen in horror, full of disbelief.

"Surprise! Obviously took my life with his life, why? I'm alive! The man's voice was loud, his eyes were blazing, one hand held the sword to break through the old man's attack, and the other hand suddenly pulled the sword out of the old man's belly, and said with an expression on his face.

"You still don't know Hao'er, if he does something against his conscience, his words and actions will be abnormal, as his father, how can he not understand his son?"

The man is holding two long swords, his white clothes are fluttering, his body is straight and straight, and his heroic spirit is compelling, and the charm of a mature man is vividly displayed in this man. He was holding a blood-dripping double sword, his eyes were sharp, his long hair was swaying in the wind, and the domineering aura around his body was invisibly emanating, like a god of war.

His sword-like eyes looked at Yang Yuanhao, who was trembling beside him and had not yet come back to his senses, and his eyes couldn't help but burst out with anger.

After all, he is the famous god of war, he is the head of the Yang family, he is Yang Yuanhao's father, he is Yang Gang!

Seeing his son being bullied, which father could bear it, besides, the one who bullied his son was still a vicious and vicious villain who coveted his own school, Ouyang Li.

Yang Gang held a sharp sword in his hand, his whole body was agitated in a white shirt, and the white-gold vitality was flying, coiling around his arm, like a long dragon. The long sword in his hand buzzed, and the sword body flashed with lines, and the lines lit up, and the long sword turned into a lightsaber. Yang Gang's eyes were cold, and with a wipe of the soles of his feet, he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Laugh at!

Piercing through the void, a white-gold light slashed across and slashed towards the head of the old man Ouyang Li. Ouyang Li's face was shocked, he hadn't always been dissatisfied with Yang Gang's title of God of War, but when that amazing speed unfolded, he realized that people who didn't have real strength couldn't be praised by others!

Phew!

Ouyang Li hurriedly came back to his senses, the light in his palm condensed, turned into a shield, and blocked the lightsaber under Yang Gang.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Yang Gang couldn't help but snort coldly, if his long sword was attacked by such a light shield, then his title as the god of war would be in vain.

The lightsaber stood on the light shield without the slightest pause, splitting the shield straight, and Yang Gang's body made another detour, turning behind Ouyang Li, and the other lightsaber was inserted into Ouyang Li's head.

Burst!

Blood gushed out, and until he died, Ouyang Li didn't see the movements of this young god of war clearly, and it wasn't until the second he died that he knew what absolute suppression was.

Thump!

Ouyang Li's old body fell, and Yang Yuanhao fainted at this moment......

The memory came to an abrupt end here, Yang Yuanhao came back to his senses from his memory, looked at Chang Bo beside him, and tears couldn't help but burst out of his eyes.

"Uncle Chang, I, I have to cultivate to ......," his voice trembled.

"Second Young Master, if your cultivation is gone, you can still cultivate again, if your life is gone, there will be nothing!" The old man said to Yang Yuanhao earnestly. "Stop being angry with the master, go see the master?"

Yang Yuanhao was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then nodded.

The manor is very large, but Yang Yuanhao's room is not very far from Yang Gang's room. Chang Bo supported Yang Yuanhao, and unconsciously walked to a room, and Yang Yuanhao's footsteps were also abrupt.

"It's okay, the master won't blame you, go ahead!" Chang Bo said softly, let go of the hand he was holding, pushed open the door, and turned to leave.

Yang Yuanhao lowered his head downward, his eyes were blank, although he only needed to take one step to enter this room, but he really didn't dare, he didn't dare to face that serious face.

"Come in."

A loud and stern voice came from the room, Yang Yuanhao's body trembled slightly when he heard it, and he immediately raised his steps and walked in.

Time has passed, since Yang Yuanhao entered Yang Gang's room and was reprimanded, ten years have passed, and the rest of the family have been married, but Yang Yuanhao's appearance has not changed in the slightest, the years have not left a trace on his face, and he has not even grown taller in the slightest.

Yang Gang was anxious to find the best Lang Zhong to diagnose Yang Yuanhao, but no one in Lang Zhong could diagnose why Yang Yuanhao was not old! In this regard, Yang Gang was extremely worried about Yang Yuanhao in his heart.

Time flies, and ten years have passed, and the peers in the clan have already had children, and Yang Yuanhao is still the same young man. His original youthful smile also became melancholy in the dark night, although he still maintained a smile in front of the clansmen, Chang Bo and Yang Gang, but it was obviously forced to smile.

Five years passed, and Chang Bo passed away. Yang Yuanhao cried like a tearful man, he knelt beside Chang Bo, Chang Bo stretched out his hand and touched Yang Yuanhao's head tremblingly, full of doting, loving, and worried.

In another ten years, Yang Gang and his wife passed away. On that day, Yang Yuanhao, who had not changed his appearance, sat in front of the tomb of Yang Gang and his wife, did not cry, did not speak, just sat in the family mound, his eyes were blood-red, looking at the sky, and watched for a long time.

From that day on, Yang Yuanhao slowly became withdrawn in the clan, and every day he either stayed in his own house or went to the back mountain, blowing the breeze and looking at the scenery. Sunny's face is still warm, but in his eyes, you can clearly see a touch of deep melancholy.

Fifty years have passed since he was rescued by Yang Gang that day, and Yang Yuanhao is still the same, and even his nephews are older than him.

The breeze was blowing, Yang Yuanhao was lying on the grass in the back mountain, with a weed in the corner of his mouth, his eyes were slightly closed, his short black hair was blowing in the wind, and the slanting sun shone on his young face, looking gentle and quiet. Suddenly, Yang Yuanhao opened his eyes and saw a moving-looking, ethereal girl standing in front of him, with a lot of curiosity in her eyes.

"Who are you?"

Yang Yuanhao sat up suddenly, just staring at the girl with his face, and in an instant, the girl's pretty face was slightly red, and her body couldn't help but retreat a few times, at this time, Yang Yuanhao completely saw the appearance of this ethereal girl.

The bridge of the nose is slightly upturned, the cherry-like red lips, the big eyes are full of innocence, the long eyelashes blink with the eyes, drawing a beautiful arc, three thousand green silk bundles on the back, and some hair casually on the chest. She was wearing a purple dress, but despite this, her petite figure was still bumpy and convex, coupled with the temperament of a fairy who was not stained with red dust, which made this girl's beauty even more extreme.

Suddenly, although Yang Yuanhao, who was already in his real age, couldn't help but be stupid, staring at the girl tightly, as if he was reluctant to move away. At a certain moment, Yang Yuanhao even felt that this woman seemed to know herself, but she couldn't remember it.

"Hey!"

The girl spoke, crisp and beautiful, and woke Yang Yuanhao from his addiction.

Yang Yuanhao came back to his senses, and when he saw the girl's simple eyes, he couldn't help but look embarrassed, turned his face, looked at the scenery of the back mountain, and opened his mouth lightly.

"Whose child are you? What are you doing here? ”

"I don't know where I'm from or why I'm here, but in the back of my mind, it seems like I'm here to find you."

The girl sat down elegantly beside Yang Yuanhao, and also learned from Yang Yuanhao to look at the scenery, and the words she said made Yang Yuanhao stunned.

"Looking for me? Why? ”

"I don't know, it seems that I have known you for a long time, and it seems that the relationship is still relatively close." The girl fiddled with the grass on the ground with her little feet, and the breeze brushed her hair, as if this soft hair was charming, and even the breeze wanted to take it away. "You seem to be a little troubled, you are frowning when you are pretending to sleep, your heart is flustered, and there is a deep melancholy in your eyes."

Yang Yuanhao turned around and looked at this ethereal girl in surprise.

"I don't think you're too proud of your life! But a person's life is full of ups and downs, so what is there to worry about? We are born in the world to experience suffering, the world is very big, and the road is still long, so why stop here? ”

The girl blinked her bright eyes and looked at Yang Yuanhao with burning eyes. And Yang Yuanhao also looked at the girl like this.

"Life is a dream, don't get too addicted to it, once you are addicted to it, you may not be able to extricate yourself."

"Dreams?!"

"Yes! Dreamland! Maybe some of what you have experienced is just a dream, and our so-called acquaintance may also be an encounter in a dream! ”

"Perhaps, when you wake up from the dream, you will have a different life, and I will have a different identity, we may meet at that time, or we may never intersect.

In this world, there is real reincarnation, do you believe it? ”

"Reincarnation?!"

"It's a mysterious thing, you can't see it or grasp it, but it exists definitely, if there is no reincarnation, we may not see each other." When the girl said this, her eyes brightened a lot, as if she remembered something, her eyes were like this, and she looked at Yang Yuanhao like this.

Yang Yuanhao frowned slightly when he heard this, this girl with an unknown origin, but she seemed to have some inexplicable cause and effect with herself, and her words became more and more inexplicable, so that Yang Yuanhao became more and more incomprehensible.

"You may not have understood what I said, but maybe you will understand later." seemed to read Yang Yuanhao's heart, and the girl smiled, and instantly lost color.

She stood up slowly, and stepped back in Yang Yuanhao's puzzled eyes, her eyes were tender like water, Qianqianyu's hand was raised, and the onion pointed at Yang Yuanhao.

"Don't indulge in dreams, you have your own mission, you have your own dreams, you can't stop here, in this life you are destined to move the name for nine days, cast brilliant, in this life you are more affectionate and righteous, in this life you must also be bumpy, in this life you wake up!"

Airplanes!

A little purple light bloomed from her fingers, and then gradually enlarged, turning into a beam of light, shooting straight towards Yang Yuanhao on the opposite side.

Yang Yuanhao was shocked, his pupils shrank, and his body even dodged in a panic, but how could he, who had not cultivated again since he lost his cultivation, be more than this lightning-fast purple light?

"Goodbye, Yang Yuanhao!"

Rumble!

The beam of light shot into Yang Yuanhao's eyebrows, Yang Yuanhao's body stiffened, and his body fell straight down......

Click!

At that moment, something seemed to be shattered in his mind, and memories flooded into his mind like a tidal wave.

The destruction of the Yang clan, the battle of the "Four Princes" of Fengcheng, the achievement of killing the king, participating in the battle of Lingchi, the inheritance of the powerful king, knowing Sun Yingying, and casting the venerable body...... Until he entered the cave entrance of the Deception King Inheritance with the other Tianjiao......

The memory was restored in an instant, and the cultivation also returned, and Yang Yuanhao's eyes suddenly opened. At this time, he was in a passage, and there were countless inscriptions engraved in this passage, and it was profound and difficult to understand, which was not something that Yang Yuanhao could comprehend now. In front of his body, there was a whirlpool, and from time to time there was a flicker of light in the whirlpool. Yang Yuanhao turned to cultivation and rushed towards the whirlpool at extreme speed.

Phew!

Entering the whirlpool, a blinding light obscured all vision.

The light gradually faded, Yang Yuanhao's vision recovered, and there was a huge stone statue in his eyes, the stone statue was a hundred feet high, the stone statue looked like a scholar dressed as a scholar, with a gentle and elegant face, holding a folding fan in his hand, with a faint smile on his face.

This stone statue Yang Yuanhao has seen, it is the statue of the Overlord that he saw when he took the treasure with Sun Yingying!

It's just that the overlord here is more vivid than the stone statue in the land of great treasures, and the means of carving are more delicate and sleek.

Yang Yuanhao glanced around and found that there were already several figures in front of the statue.

Zheng Baoyu, who looks like a woman, Murong Fang, a stunning woman, Xi Mingzhi, a son of no life, a man who looks gentle but is a hypocrite, a man with a bloody knife, and a mysterious black-robed man who is powerful but unidentified. Yang Yuanhao was surprised in his heart, but he was relieved in a blink of an eye, if he couldn't even break this environment, he would be a generation of Tianjiao in vain.

However, Yang Yuanhao's appearance surprised several people in front of the statue, Xi Mingzhi didn't say it first, she believed in Yang Yuanhao's strength, but the other people even Murong Fang showed surprise on their faces.

They were able to break the illusion so quickly, relying on the treasure given by their own forces, but Yang Yuanhao, a person with no background, even if he was talented, couldn't break the illusion so quickly, right?!

Yang Yuanhao didn't know this, a voice echoed in his head, and there was a purple figure.

It was the ethereal girl in the fantasy world, but no matter how Yang Yuanhao remembered it, he couldn't remember the girl's appearance, but he just had a thought, that is, this girl was very beautiful.

But what is the identity of this girl? Why was he able to wake himself up from his vision? How did she get into his vision? And what acquaintance she said......

Yang Yuanhao frowned, but he couldn't think of any clue.

"Hey, boy."

A female voice sounded, Yang Yuanhao came back to his senses, followed the prestige, Murong Fang was waving at him, and as soon as his body moved, he came to Murong Fang and Xi Mingzhi.

"It's okay!" Xi Mingzhi asked.

"It's fine, it's just that I almost fell into a hallucination."

"I really didn't expect that the little brother at that time would be so powerful? Unexpectedly, he broke the illusion on his own. Murong Fang stretched out his jade hand and touched Yang Yuanhao's cheek, Yang Yuanhao wanted to dodge, but thinking of this woman's strength, he just gave up and let it "ravage".

"Where's the inheritance?" He finally got rid of Murong Fang's "claws", glanced around, and asked.

"Don't know? We've been here for a long time, but we haven't found anything strange. Murong Fang replied, his green onion fingers waving the green silk. But this stone statue is a little strange, it can't be broken, and it can't be pierced......"

Stone?!

Yang Yuanhao was stunned, as if he had thought of something. In that treasure land, in that palace, there is only a statue of the overlord king, and the entrance to the treasure land seems to be on the stone statue. It's just that it was Sun Yingying who seemed to have made some seal, but she couldn't remember it clearly.

He raised his head and looked at the stone statue, his eyes bloomed with wonder, maybe this inheritance is the same, and the inheritance may be in this stone statue.

"You guessed it!"

Yang Yuanhao turned his eyes and saw Zheng Baoyu walking towards him.

"The inheritance of the Overlord may be in this stone statue, but I don't know how to open it."

Yang Yuanhao took a deep look at this extremely beautiful young man, not to mention anything else, after being swallowed by the vitality storm in front of the cave before, he was unharmed, which shows his strength.

Yang Yuanhao's eyes were full of golden light, and he looked at this young man again and was shocked, this young man was full of aura, and the aura was compelling, as if it was fused into heaven and earth, like the aura between heaven and earth.

His eyebrows are bright, and he can even see that there are traces of lines, thinking that this young man's attainments in facsimile lines are extremely high, and he is not even weaker than Sun Yingying.

Zheng Baoyu stretched out his slender and white palm to Yang Yuanhao and said.

"Under Zheng Baoyu, I don't know who Your Excellency is?"

"Yang Yuanhao!" Yang Yuanhao stretched out his slender palm and shook it with Zheng Baoyu.

Rumble!

In an instant, it was like a thunderbolt, which exploded in Yang Yuanhao's mind, his spiritual sea shook, and the spirit body sitting in the center of the spiritual sea suddenly opened his eyes.

I saw a figure in front of him, a young man with a warm smile and a very beautiful appearance, standing there looking at him.

"Didn't expect that? You even opened the spiritual sea and cultivated into a spirit body. Looking at your spirit like this, I'm afraid you're already a quasi-pattern master, right?! The young man's figure spoke lightly, although his voice made others unpleasant to listen to, but that arrogant tone made people angry.

Yang Yuanhao's spirit body was like a great enemy, he stood up, and with a small move, an aura dragon slowly condensed, entrenched on the spirit body, but when this giant dragon condensed, the aura in the spirit sea became obviously sparse.

Roar!

The giant dragon coiled, opened its bloody mouth, and yelled at the boy, setting off a storm of spiritual energy. The boy stood in the midst of the storm, standing still, his black hair flying, but his expression was indifferent.

"You're strong enough to have a spirit body, but I'm stronger than you." The young man was Zheng Baoyu, and at the moment when he shook hands with Yang Yuanhao, the aura invaded and entered Yang Yuanhao's spiritual sea.

Airplanes.

Zheng Baoyu's spirit body handprint pinched, and he saw a dragon slaying treasure knife condensed in an instant, and the surface lines of his spirit body were clear and cumbersome.

Laugh at!

The sword transformed, and immediately slashed towards the condensed aura dragon. Yang Yuanhao was shocked, and with the same small hand pinching, the dragon body trembled slightly, and then took off to meet the treasure knife.

Rumble!

Poof!

Yang Yuanhao let go of his palm in a panic, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face turned pale. He looked at Zheng Baoyu who was safe and sound, and his pupils shrank.

"What's wrong?" Murong Fang and Xi Mingzhi stepped forward and looked at Zheng Baoyu with unkind eyes.

"Hehe~" Zheng Baoyu smiled, because he was as strong as him, he had no certain chance of winning against Murong Fang, and besides, for such a beautiful woman, he was reluctant to do it.

However, when his eyes met Yang Yuanhao, he was extremely surprised in his heart, because there was still a simple smell of blood in his mouth, which was the taste that he forcibly vomited blood and left in his mouth.

In Yang Yuanhao's spiritual sea, although the dragon slaying sword finally cut off the giant dragon, Zheng Baoyu's spirit body was also wiped out by the dragon's dying blow.

Although the power of that spirit body is only one-tenth of his spirit body, it also has the strength of the lower rank of the Pattern Copying Master, but ...... In this way, it can be seen how strong Yang Yuanhao's spiritual power is.

"If he becomes a true Pattern Copyist, how strong will his spirit be?!" Zheng Baoyu was surprised in his heart.

Laugh at!

A sound broke the situation between Yang Yuanhao and Zheng Baoyu, and I saw that the rest of the extremely Tianjiao broke through the illusion one after another and walked out.

"Now that everyone is here, then I won't hide it." Zheng Baoyu only forgot to glance at it, and turned his gaze to the statue again. "As you can see, there is nothing else here except this stone statue, and the so-called Tyranny Inheritance is in this."

Hearing this, Yang Yuanhao was surprised, and he was surprised that the inheritance was not in the stone statue, because he had already guessed before, and he was surprised that Zheng Baoyu said it so calmly. However, after thinking about it, everyone present is a peerless genius from all sides, how can it be a general, and in the end, someone will still transfer the target to the stone statue.

And this news is more surprising to others.

"Inheritance in the stone statue?! But no matter how you look at it, it's just an ordinary statue. Muto stepped forward and looked at the stone statue. Hmph, if it's really in the middle of this, it won't be clear if it's broken. ”

For Muto's behavior, the few people who broke through the illusion first couldn't help but laugh, and they didn't mean to stop it.

Bang!

Muto's flesh agitated, and his huge fist bombarded the stone statue.

The smoke spread from the bombardment, and in a moment, a burly figure was spit out of the smoke, and when he looked at it, it was Muto. At this point, he was extremely embarrassed.

For Muto's experience, no one sympathized, and even gloated. After all, there are no absolute friends and no guaranteed alliances for all those present.

Of course, Yang Yuanhao, Xi Mingzhi and Murong Fang may be an exception.

"Hehe, Brother Muto is in a hurry, before I can say it, this stone statue is extremely hard, and you have already made a move." Zheng Baoyu said apologetically, his words were extremely sincere.

However, Muto, who got up, was furious, and he almost wanted to rush forward and tear the extremely beautiful young man apart, but when he thought of how powerful the seemingly gentle boy was, he had to endure his anger. He walked to the side with a calm face and said no more.

Yang Yuanhao's view of Muto is different, originally he thought that this Muto was just a simple-minded and powerful Tianjiao, but he knew forbearance and knew the proportions of the occasion, which made Yang Yuanhao impressed, and sure enough, there were no ordinary people here.

"I have a trick to open the inheritance of this stone statue, but I need your help." Zheng Baoyu is extremely humble, and when he talks about this, his body is slightly bowed.

"Hehe, Zheng Gongzi is polite, we have the same purpose, but there is no key to open the goal, since Gongzi has the law, he should not hesitate to do it." Lin Ze spoke, gentle and elegant.

"In that case, then I'm going to cast a spell." Zheng Baoyu glanced around, and when he saw that there was no objection, he pinched his handprint. "Please open your hearts and give a wisp of your origin to Baoyu to help me open the inheritance."

Everyone nodded, and a ray of light flew out of everyone's foreheads. Yang Yuanhao frowned slightly, doubting in his heart, but he still released a trace of his origin.

Buzzing.

Several points of light condensed in front of the stone statue's forehead. Zheng Baoyu's techniques changed continuously, his forehead was shiny, and a wisp of origin flew out and merged into the condensed light cluster.

"Drink."

His forehead glowed, and a spell mark flashed, and the spell mark evolved, leaking out a ** aura.

Call~

It was like a hurricane blowing, but it couldn't lift the corners of the clothes of the people around him. Zheng Baoyu rose with the hurricane, and finally suspended in front of the condensed light of the source.

"Together."

In the shocked gaze of everyone, Zheng Baoyu's palms also bloomed with jade-like light, and he put his palms together and pointed to the light between his fingers.

Airplanes.

A stream of aura shot out from between his fingers, shooting towards the ball of light. The light cluster creeps and gradually forms a shape.

At this time, the golden light appeared in Yang Yuanhao's eyes, and when he looked at the light cluster, he was suddenly dumbfounded and shocked. In that cluster of light, the origin of all people was actually merging with each other, and it was forming a shape.

"Open."

The handprint changed again, and the light cluster was completely formed, only to see that it was an imprint, and the imprint was the same as the curse mark on Zheng Baoyu's forehead!

The mark was pushed forward by Zheng Baoyu, and the mark seemed to move slowly, but it did come to the stone statue in an instant, it was the forehead of the stone statue, the originally smooth forehead, at the moment when the mark came, slowly concave, and the concave shape was actually the mark.

Click!

Airplanes.

The imprint and the intaglio are combined, and a beam of light is revealed at the mark on the forehead of the stone statue, and the imprint disappears. The beam of light was projected down, shining on the ground, and a trace of spiritual energy on the ground was connected, forming a formation.

"Standing in the array, only the formation pattern is qualified when it shines, and only those who shine the brightest can get the inheritance of the Overlord." Zheng Baoyu fell to the ground, and returned to his warm appearance, his face was flat. And I can't see that it has any consumption, as if the input of aura just now is just worthy of it.

As soon as these words came out, everyone showed strange faces, not to mention why Zheng Baoyu knew the technique to open the inheritance of the Overlord, but why did he still know the so-called qualifications needed to get the inheritance?!

This made everyone's eyes look at Zheng Baoyu in unison.

"Huh." In this regard, Zheng Baoyu is just a fool.

"Alright! I'm afraid it's hard to hide. When he saw that his pretending to be stupid did not play a role, Zheng Baoyu sighed softly. The strength of my position, I think you should already know, Spirit King Palace! One of the Three Kings of the Southern Regions, the Spirit King is directly under the force. ”

"And the Spirit King, everyone may be familiar with it, but they will be a little suspicious of the palace master, because he has no background, but he was born many years ago, and then became famous, and even called the three kings of the Southern Regions together with the famous King Wen and King Wu."

"As for his origin, I can only explain one thing, he has the blood of the Overlord in his body!"

The words were amazing, and the moment these words were spoken, everyone's faces were crawling with horror and disbelief!

"In the body of the Spirit King, there is the bloodline of the Overlord King!" These words, like a thunderclap, exploded in everyone's minds. This news is like a flat boat sailing smoothly on the sea, and suddenly sets off huge waves.??

The Spirit King has a relationship with the Overlord?! And it's a lineage?!

"That's why the Spirit King was able to know the method of cracking the Overlord's magic circle and opening the inheritance, and I also know it because of this." Not caring about everyone's shocked looks, Zheng Baoyu walked to the side, revealing the place where the beam of light shone on the formation.

?? Slowly, everyone walked out of their surprise, worthy of the peerless pride of all parties, and quickly adjusted their mentality and shifted their attention to the formation.

??“ I'll do it first! Ma Liandi carried the giant sword on his back, glanced around, walked towards the formation pattern, and then stepped on it.

?? Everyone's eyes quickly converged, and all of them were condensed on Ma Liandi. However, there was not a trace of brightness in the formation.

?? Brother Ma Liandi, failure!

?? Ma Liandi's face stiffened, and he walked to the side in a sneer, because he was already a loser and had lost his qualifications for inheritance.

??“ Then next, let Lin try it! The man Lin Ze arched his hand slightly, his face was elegant, and he slowly walked to the formation.

?Airplanes.

After a while, the formation pattern lit up, but it was really dark. Lin Ze chuckled and walked away.?? Immediately afterwards, each Tianjiao walked towards the formation pattern one after another, and the result also came out closely.

?? A blood wipe with a bloody knife in hand, failed.

?? Muto, failure.

?? Xi Mingzhi caused a dim light, the same as that of Lin Ze. Murong Fang was the same, which made this strong woman a little angry.

?? The black-robed man did not step forward, he seemed to disagree with this so-called qualification, turned around and walked out.

?? Seeing this, Yang Yuanhao's eyes condensed, and then he seemed to remember something, and hurriedly looked at Tianjiao around him, surprised in his heart, where did Wang Lun go?!

?? Oh, yes! There is no Wang Lun among these heavenly pride! Could it be that he still didn't come out of the illusion?!

?“ Young Master Yang, please. Zheng Baoyu spoke, interrupting Yang Yuanhao's thinking. Yang Yuanhao turned his eyes and saw Zheng Baoyu making an invitation with a smile on his face, and then Yang Yuanhao realized that everyone had already completed the test and was about to step forward, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly looked back at Zheng Baoyu.

"Why haven't you tested yet?!" For Zheng Baoyu, who is full of aura, has profound facsimile skills, and his strength is even more unfathomable, Yang Yuanhao has always been vigilant about him.

"Hehe, the invisible son is really cautious." Zheng Baoyu's vigilance towards Yang Yuanhao seemed to be full of care, and under the gaze of everyone, he stepped on the formation.

Buzz!

The formation pattern seemed to be alive at the moment Zheng Baoyu stepped on, it seemed to be the sound of gurgling water, and it was the sound of the wind, and a dazzling light suddenly rose from the formation pattern under Zheng Baoyu's feet, illuminating the face of the stone statue of the Overlord and submerging its figure.

Laugh at!

The dazzling light continued for a moment before dissipating, revealing Zheng Baoyu's warm face and white figure. He bowed his hand slightly to the crowd, slightly humble.

"Hehe, since you have seen the situation just now, then Baoyu is welcome." As he spoke, he rose to his feet and flew towards the hole where the beam of light was projected from the Decepticon's forehead.

"Wait!" Just as its figure approached the entrance of the cave, a cold voice suddenly sounded. Everyone looked back, and it turned out to be Yang Yuanhao who spoke. Yang Yuanhao's eyes quietly disappeared, and his steps moved, stepping on the formation.

At the moment when the dazzling light lit up, Yang Yuanhao clearly saw that Zheng Baoyu had input aura into the formation pattern?!

And to obtain the so-called overlord qualification, the brightness of the light is just based on the concentration of one's own aura! Zheng Baoyu can hide his aura under the vitality, and he can deceive others, but he can't deceive Yang Yuanhao, who is a quasi-copying master!

Of course, this is also a test tailored by the Decepticon to his own inheritor!

And Zheng Baoyu, who was suspended in front of the stone statue of the Overlord, suddenly saw the golden light hidden in Yang Yuanhao's eyes, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Eyes of Inscription?!"

His face was full of horror and disbelief, as a facsimile master, he knew very well how difficult it was to cultivate this so-called Eye of Inscription, and even some of the facsimile masters had difficulty cultivating this Eye of Inscription.

The Eye of the Inscription can be said to be a kind of pupil technique. It is a supreme pupil technique that all the twig masters in the tracing world dream of! In the history of facsimile patterns, there are only three people who have the eye of the inscription.

The mysterious woman who created the Linghai Sutra, the overlord of the two kings of the Northern Regions, and a mysterious unknown person in ancient times. Now, is there going to be a fourth person?!

Zheng Baoyu's heart suddenly rose with a strong sense of unwillingness and jealousy. Since he was a child, he was trained by the Spirit King, and he was a powerful pattern copyist at a young age, and he came to the inheritance of the Overlord to find the cultivation method of the Eye of the Inscription. He didn't know how much he had paid, and he had never succeeded in cultivating, and the young man in front of him, who had no deep background and seemed to be younger than himself, already had this kind of supreme pupil technique.

A facsimile master with an Eye of Inscription is treated several times better in various forces than a facsimile master of the same level without an Eye of Inscription, and cultivating the Eye of Inscription makes it easier and clearer to comprehend the inscriptions of heaven and earth. And, more importantly, the Eye of the Inscription can see through the patterns inscribed by the copyist?!

It is important to know that the inscription is like a treasure for every copyist when he comes, and it is a proof of his own strength, so how can he declare the inscription he has mastered to the world? Isn't this smashing your own job?

Therefore, the terrible thing about the Eye of Inscription is that it is so fascinating to every copyist!

At this time, Zheng Baoyu really regarded Yang Yuanhao as an opponent, and his previous contempt disappeared. Yang Yuanhao naturally didn't pay attention to Zheng Baoyu's changes, and stepped on the formation under everyone's eyes.

Laugh at!

Buzzing.

The blinding light lit up again after a moment.

Buzz!

There was another dazzling light, and Yang Yuanhao's figure was instantly submerged.

Suddenly, everyone was amazed, no one thought that this seemingly weakest teenager could be comparable to Zheng Baoyu, a genius in copying, in this kind of test!

Even Xi Mingzhi, who was familiar with him, was shocked.

Laugh at!

The light gradually faded, and Yang Yuanhao's cold and handsome face and slender black figure were gradually revealed.

He raised his head and looked at Zheng Baoyu who was suspended in front of the stone statue of the Overlord, his eyes glazed. As for Yang Yuanhao's seemingly provocative gaze, Zheng Baoyu couldn't help but feel a wave of anger in his heart, and a sense of surprise and crisis that was not easy to detect.

Because he knows very well that Yang Yuanhao, who has the eyes of inscriptions, has a broad future!

Scold!

When the two of them were fighting in their respective hearts, the array of lines disappeared, and the place where the original stone statue was concave in its forehead turned into a hole, and the hole suddenly erupted with streams of colorful gas.

The colorful qi was sprinkled all around, and when everyone absorbed this wisp of colorful qi, they suddenly felt their pores open wide, and the flow of vitality in the whole body couldn't help but speed up.

And when Yang Yuanhao saw this colorful qi, his whole body couldn't help but be shocked, because he was very familiar with this kind of airflow, if it weren't for this colorful qi, I am afraid that there is no such person as Yang Yuanhao, an invisible son, in this world!

However, why does this colorful qi also exist in this Deception King's inheritance? Could it be that the small altar where King Xuan is located was left by the Overlord King?!

Airplanes!

The colorful qi immediately converged after the sprinkling, turned into two pillars of light, enveloped Yang Yuanhao and Zheng Baoyu, and disappeared in the unwilling and resentful expressions of everyone. And when the multicolored light completely disappeared, the stone statue was restored as if nothing had happened......

The people in front of the stone statue hid away and did not speak. Yang Yuanhao and Zheng Baoyu were covered by these two beams of light and pulled towards a certain place. The two of them seemed to travel through several time and space in the beam of light, and it seemed as if countless years had passed. In front of them, there are countless screens.

……

Snort!

In Yang Yuanhao's mind, it seemed that many years had passed, and he was almost immersed in those countless pictures, until the colorful pillar of light that shrouded him was slowly dissipating, he woke up, and the things in front of him began to change.

It was a piece of heaven and earth, a high mountain was very obvious, there was a thatched house at the foot of the mountain, and in front of the thatched house was a rice field. On a rocking chair in front of the room, a scholar dressed as a scholar holding a folding fan in his hand, his eyes drooping slightly, and a middle-aged man who was pretending to sleep was half-lying on it. Next to the rocking chair, there is a hoe, the hoe seems ordinary, but you can feel a trace of spiritual power when you taste it carefully.

And look at that middle-aged man, who is the same as the stone statue, it is the Overlord!

At this time, the rumored majestic Overlord is like a farmer in the countryside, extremely leisurely.

Airplanes.

The pillar of light descended from the sky, two colorful rays flickered, and the figures of Yang Yuanhao and Zheng Baoyu appeared beside the Overlord, and the Overlord didn't seem to feel the arrival of the two, and still lay on the rocking chair leisurely and pretended to sleep.

Time passed slowly, the sun was setting, and the sky was gradually shrouded in darkness, but on the other hand, the overlord showed no sign of waking up. Yang Yuanhao and the others, who were standing next to them, were not impatient at all, and they were all waiting quietly, waiting for the Overlord to wake up.

The night is long, but it passes in the blink of an eye. The east is white, and the early sun also crawls out and hangs in the sky, pouring its own warmth on the earth.

While!

A strange thing happened, the hoe that was originally leaning on the side of the rocking chair, at the moment of the rising sun, actually took care of its own actions, floated to the rice field, and carried out farm work.

Yang Yuanhao stared at the hoe with his eyes, the golden light in his eyes was not visible, and after staring for a moment, his face was shocked. In his eyes, the original ordinary hoe turned into a living being.

The creature couldn't see clearly, it was blocked by layers of spiritual light, and it walked in the rice fields, as if it was strolling, but every time it walked through the land, it was as if it had been cultivated.

"What do you see?" Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded, and he hurriedly returned to his senses, only to see that the Overlord had already sat up, fanning the folding fan in his hand, and looking at Yang Yuanhao and Zheng Baoyu with a faint smile on his face.

At this time, Yang Yuanhao saw the "true face" of the Overlord clearly, with thick black eyebrows, blazing eyes, and an elegant but domineering atmosphere between his eyebrows. His black hair is windless, and the palm of the folding fan is slender and white, and every time the palm shakes, there is a trace of aura, leaving a mark in the void.

"Huh?!" When Yang Yuanhao was staring at the Overlord, a suspicion sounded from the Overlord's heart.

He couldn't help but look up at the young man who was staring at him, his eyes flashing with golden light. After a moment, his brow furrowed slightly, then relaxed.

He stopped shaking the palm of the folding fan, looked at Yang Yuanhao with his eyes, and pointed the folding fan towards Yang Yuanhao.

"I can't give you anything, I can't give you what you need, I can't teach you, and I can't make you my inheritor." He folded the fan and moved, and a ball of light appeared, which drilled into Yang Yuanhao's mind with the wave of his palm. "But it is not easy for you to come here, so I will give you a creation and perfect something in your body."

Hearing this, Yang Yuanhao was stunned, he didn't expect the Overlord to say this, and before he could react, a light flashed in front of his eyes, and his figure disappeared here.

And the same Zheng Baoyu was still immersed in consternation.

"Now, then, little one, tell me what you just saw on the hoe?" The Overlord smiled and dragged Zheng Baoyu's god back.

……

Before Yang Yuanhao's head came back to his senses, he was taken by a light to a strange place, where strange rocks and strange beasts looked. Overgrown with weeds, life is almost cut off.

Looking around, Yang Yuanhao couldn't help frowning, because he couldn't see through this place and couldn't explore into the distance.

"Boom!"

In Yang Yuanhao's contemplation, a huge strange stone in front of him suddenly opened, revealing a burst of light, and a trace of breath different from the breath of heaven and earth came from the surface, and when he sensed this breath, Yang Yuanhao couldn't help but stiffen, and there seemed to be something in his body that was about to rush out, and finally he probed into his heart and found that it was a heaven-tearing hand!

His palms shone with a glowing white light, and his vitality involuntarily converged towards his hands.

Rumble!

The boulder trembled, and a pair of large white hands stretched out from the void on the side.

Yang Yuanhao was surprised that this heaven-tearing hand actually condensed out on its own without him using it, as if something was prompting it to come out.

Suddenly, Yang Yuanhao's heart was shocked again, and his eyes looked at the light with dull eyes.

King of Force?!

At this time, he could only think of this in his mind, except for the Heavenly King, there was really nothing that could cause such a change in the Heaven Tearing Hand. Could it be that this is the inheritance place of the Litian King?!

Thinking of this, Yang Yuanhao was excited, his face flushed, and his eyes were full of surprise. Could it be that the creation that the Overlord is talking about is the inheritance of this power Heavenly King?!

Thinking like this, he suppressed the Sky Tearing Hand and walked towards the burst of light.

The inheritance of King Litian is something to look forward to for Yang Yuanhao. Because he wanted to know what kind of legacy would be left behind by the power of creating the earth-shattering skill of "Tearing the Sky Hand".

Thundered!

Yang Yuanhao's figure was engulfed in light, and the open boulder slowly closed, and here, everything returned to normal.

Airplanes.

There was a buzzing in his head, the scene changed, Yang Yuanhao was in a not wide training ground, which seemed to be suspended in mid-air, and when he looked around, he was covered by smoke and fog. On the training ground are rows of weapons and some training equipment, but in Yang Yuanhao's view, these instruments and weapons do not seem to be real.

And the most eye-catching thing is a stone tablet in the center of the training ground, the stone tablet is mottled, after an unknown number of years, there are some cracks and blood stains on the stone tablet.

Yang Yuanhao looked at it fixedly and couldn't help but be shocked. Because where the stone tablet was, the space was trembling and crumbling. He was shocked in his heart, this seemingly rotten stone tablet had such a weight!

He walked towards the stele in surprise, and when he reached the stele, his body was suddenly stunned, and he actually fell to his knees. At this time, Yang Yuanhao realized that what almost collapsed this space was not the weight of the stele itself, but the coercive power exuded from the stele!

At this moment, his vitality was sluggish, his circulation was immovable, and the blood qi around his body was also absolutely suppressed. With such a coercive power, I'm afraid even the Wind Venerable?! No, even King Xuan of the new twin kings of the Northern Regions is incomparable!

It can be seen how amazing the coercion exuded by this stone tablet is!

Yang Yuanhao straightened up with difficulty, his eyes condensed, staring at the stone tablet in front of him, only to see that under his gaze, rows of fonts gradually emerged from the stone tablet.

"The first part of the trial, lift the stone tablet, and you will pass the test!"

"Trial?!" Immediately, Yang Yuanhao realized that this so-called trial was probably a test left by King Li Tianwang for his inheritance.

"Lift the stele?" Yang Yuanhao couldn't help but have a big head when he thought about it, the coercion of this stone tablet pressed him and he couldn't even straighten his body, let alone lift it?! It is worthy of being the twin kings of the Northern Regions, and the test is really difficult!

Rumble!

Yang Yuanhao clenched his fists, the blood and qi in his body burst out, the muscles on the surface of his body squirmed, the black strong clothes instantly cracked, and his handprint pinched, only to see a monstrous blood qi rushing up to the sky, forming a blood-colored pillar of light around his body.

This is the strongest state that Yang Yuanhao can exert in the sixth layer of the ancient well's forging body!

Tong!

He used all the strength of his body, and finally took a step, but the pace was as heavy as dragging lead, and each time he landed, he left a deep footprint on the training ground.

Yang Yuanhao gritted his teeth, the Yuan Spirit in his body was decisively running, and the Yuan Qi was circulating, bursting out of his body.

Snort!

Powerful power burst out from Yang Yuanhao's body, shaking the surrounding space into a crack.

Boom.

He stood in front of the stone monument, and couldn't help but feel a shock, the corners of his mouth were bitten out of blood, and his legs trembled, but Yang Yuanhao still stood up. He lightly touched the stone tablet with the palm of his hand, but it was broken in an instant, ten fingers connected to the heart, and the broken fingers were like sharp blades piercing into the heart, even Yang Yuanhao couldn't help but roar.

"Ah......h

Despite this, he clenched his palms again, and forcibly picked up the stone tablet under the force of strong coercion.

Click!

A crisp cracking sound sounded, and Yang Yuanhao's palm was completely broken, and it hung softly on his wrist.

"Damn it." Yang Yuanhao was unwilling. I didn't expect this test of the Heavenly King to be so perverted, if it was someone else, I am afraid that I would not even be able to stand up!

"No, this test is definitely not the case, this kind of coercion is afraid that even if King Xuan comes here, it will take some effort!"

Yang Yuanhao was suspicious, his eyes closed slightly, and he opened them suddenly, and the vast white vitality gushed out of his body, surrounding him, his heart moved slightly, and he saw that the void beside him seemed to crack A dazzling white light shone, and a pair of white hands poked out from the void.

Tear the heavens!

Rumble!

When the Heaven Tearing Hand was unleashed by Yang Yuanhao, the earth-shattering coercion was miraculously weakened, and Yang Yuanhao's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Is that really the case?"

Bang!

Yang Yuanhao's heart moved, and his sky-tearing hand was immediately waved, and when it was stretched out in front of the stone tablet, it was already the size of a normal person's palm. Yang Yuanhao's arm was raised upward, and the stone tablet was also lifted upwards with his hand.

Bang!

The stele roared, and the cracks on the stele glowed, and the blood stains seemed to be alive, flowing along the cracks on the stele.

"Drink." Yang Yuanhao snorted, his muscles squirmed in his skin, and his qi and blood became even stronger. The strength of his whole body was condensed in his arms, and he suddenly lifted it with a bang.

Tong!

The stele was picked up, thrown to the side of the training ground by the tearing hand, rolled a few times, and stopped. And the powerful coercive force disappeared in an instant after the stone tablet was lifted. The heaven-tearing hand dissipated, and Yang Yuanhao's body collapsed on the ground with relief, like a puddle of mud, and then fainted.

"Lift the stele, pass!"

Suddenly, a majestic voice sounded in the training ground. And when the voice was behind, a spiritual spring suddenly appeared in the place where Yang Yuanhao was, and the spiritual spring fell from the sky and poured into Yang Yuanhao's body. Yang Yuanhao's hundred points opened and closed, frantically swallowing this spiritual spring.

The spiritual spring was completely absorbed by Yang Yuanhao, and the internal injuries caused by the coercive power on his body actually began to recover, and the broken palm was strangely intact. After his body absorbed the spiritual spring, it actually bloomed with a brilliant white light, which was a sign that the power of ** had sublimated again.

Airplanes.

The scene changes, and the training ground is transformed into a carving workshop full of carvings!