The secluded Seven Killing Dojo was cold and weird, although there was no wind, but everyone's hearts couldn't help but feel that there seemed to be a breeze blowing in their ears, like the wind, and like a sigh in their ears.

However, when they concentrated on finding the source of this sound, they found that there was no such thing as a sigh at all, and there was no second sound in the entire ashram except for the footsteps of the monks.

"How do I feel that this place is full of weirdness?"

"There's always a breathing sound in my ears, but there's no one else around me!"

"Me too... How is this place a bit bleak..."

Although there were nearly a hundred people in the dojo, anyone in this gloomy dojo would be frightened in their hearts, especially in the dark environment, looking at it from afar, the seven stone statues seemed to stand motionless, and in the eyes of the monks, the seven stone statues seemed to shake their bodies and walked towards them. But when they looked over again in the blink of an eye, the stone statue was still standing there, and at this moment, even the most daring people would be afraid of this place with too many unknown dojos.

However, this oppressive silence was soon broken by the cries of excitement.

"The Inheritance of the Seven Killing Saints!"

At this moment, the Seven Killing Dojo was boiling, and the uproar instantly flooded the entire dojo, and everyone's faces no longer had the fear of the unknown, but instead there was undisguised heat.

The stone platform in front of the seven stone statues is not so much a stone platform as an altar, which stands in front of the feet of the stone statues, and is completely black, and each altar is engraved with a word in front of it.

However, this was not the reason for the exclamation of the crowd, but on each altar, there were many different clusters of light floating quietly, some large and small, some dim, some dazzling, and more importantly, each one wrapped in something.

These things are what make everyone feel so excited.

Everyone was trying their best to stay calm, but the heat in their eyes exposed the excitement in their hearts at the moment.

Hum!

A cold snort suddenly sounded all around, everyone was excited, their faces couldn't help but change slightly, and the frenzy in their eyes also dissipated a lot.

"I didn't expect that I would really see the dojo of the Seven Killing Saints in my lifetime, and it would be in vain for me to make this trip!"

Dou Chiwei's voice suddenly sounded in the dojo, and he looked at the seven stone statues standing still with a complicated expression, and his words were filled with deep sighs.

Zhou Qingyun dared to snort coldly at the other monks, but he didn't dare to be too disrespectful to Dou Chiwei, he dusted off his robe and said: "Dou Daoyou, everyone says that you have rich knowledge, how can you see that these seven stone statues are the Seven Killing Saints who once dominated the world!"

This question is not only Zhou Qingyun, but I am afraid that everyone present wants to know the answer. This place had an eerie aura to them, and everyone didn't dare to act rashly until they were sure that this was the real Seven Killing Saint Ruins. Especially the seven stone statues, which were full of evil in their eyes.

Therefore, when Zhou Qingyun raised this doubt, everyone pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

"Hehe," Dou Chiwei smiled slightly, pointed vaguely, and said, "I don't know if Daoist friends have carefully noticed the words in front of each altar?"

Everyone was stunned, and followed Dou Chiwei's gaze and looked at the words in front of the altar.

The light group shone brightly, shining out of the word in front of the altar.

Pivot!

The crowd didn't know what they meant, but they looked at each altar one after another, and saw that each altar was engraved with a different word. The three stone statues on the right are engraved with the three characters of pivot, xuan and ji from the outside to the inside, while the three statues on the left are engraved with light, yang and balance. And the stone statue on the top is a shining power word!

"Sure enough, it's Seven Killing Heavens!"

Zhou Qingyun's eyes flashed, and his eyes showed a strange color.

Seven Killing Heavens, Seven Killing Saints!

The age of the Seven Killing Saints is too long, and the world only knows that the Seven Killing Saints once intimidated an era, but few people know their names, but in the world's singing, their names are forever portrayed.

Unruly and untamed like the Heavenly Pivot Saint, even if there is no last resort like the Heavenly Saint, the combat power is unparalleled like the Heavenly Yang Saint... Mysterious and unpredictable, like the Holy Power of Heaven!

These seven people, just one person can shock the world, not to mention the seven saints come out together, even the most powerful people dare not face their edge.

Just when everyone was indulging in the extraordinary experience of the Seven Killing Saints, there were no blood and tears, and they moved!

His body jumped up and went straight to the altar of the right word, and a large blood-red hand conjured out of his hand, grabbing towards the floating light cluster on the altar, and its target was the brightest light cluster.

"It's not that easy!"

At the moment when this blood-colored raised hand was about to catch the light cluster, a crisp sound sounded from the bell, and a sword light pierced out of Xu Changjing's hand, splitting the blood-red raised hand in a flash of light.

This sword roar broke the silence, and the dojo, which had been quiet for a long time, almost instantly, burst out with a powerful aura, source power, and instantly swept the entire void.

Everyone's eyes became blood-red at this moment, and the greed in their eyes could no longer be concealed, and it was completely exposed. Their figures leaped into the air, their eyes fiery as they clawed at the flickering light.

Needless to say, I know that since this is the dojo of the Seven Killing Saints, there is no doubt that these light clusters are the things left over from the Seven Killing Saints back then.

Each figure rushed straight towards the ball of light floating above the altar, their eyes blazing.

A monk who was closer, the blue light flashed under his feet, and his body flashed with speed, and in an instant, he approached a yang character altar, grabbed the brightest light cluster floating on it, and raised his hand, his eyes showed ecstasy.

"Look for death!"

Another monk in the rear, seeing this monk taking the lead, was immediately furious, and as soon as he raised his hand, the fierce source power burst out, slamming into the monk's back.

Sensing the fierce wind coming from behind him, the monk's face changed sharply, and he wanted to dodge, but found that the monk's figure had already appeared on his side.

Rumble!

The huge source power slammed into his body, and before the monk could snort, he turned into ashes in an instant.

"Don't do it yourself! Dare to rob me of something!"

The monk who made the shot snorted coldly, his face was full of ferocity, and after taking out the opponent who was in front of him, he showed an undisguised look of ecstasy, and a pair of big hands grabbed the light group, and at the moment, the light group was about to be taken into his pocket.

Shout!

Just when his palm was about to touch the ball of light, there was a roaring sound of breaking wind on his head, which made his heart tremble, and he couldn't help but raise his head and look at the sky.

"No!"

In an instant, the monk could not escape the fate of death, and in the blink of an eye, he stepped into the footsteps of the monk in front of him.

After the ghost re-attacked and killed the monk, his expression was cold, and a large hand grabbed at the light cluster.

"This thing doesn't belong to you!"

With a loud shout, Yue Yuanqiao's figure appeared behind Ghost Chong at some point, and as soon as his shout fell, he waved his hand and launched a powerful attack, heading straight for Ghost Chong.

In the face of Yue Yuanqiao's attack, Ghost Heavy didn't dare to hold it up, and dodged sideways to avoid Yue Yuanqiao's attack. But he didn't want to dodge at the moment when he dodged, Yue Yuanqiao's body flashed, and he came straight to the ghost.

"I'm really scared of you!"

In the face of Yue Yuanqiao's aggressiveness, Ghost Chong's face also had some anger, his expression was cold, he pinched his fingers and waved it, and greeted him.

For a moment, the two were caught in a struggle.

It can be said that at this time, the dojo has long been in chaos, and situations like this continue to occur in the dojo, often between several people, you fight for each other, fight for life and death, and one monk after another continues to fall, among which there are also many people who have cultivated to the highest level.

The current Xixiaohu did not have the heart to grab those light clusters that were shining all over his body, but specially selected those dim and dull light clusters, and with a happy face, he turned his palm to pocket a light cluster.

"Let you fight for those shining light clusters! Dao Ye, I won't fight with you, these dim light clusters will belong to me!"

Xi Xiaohu's heart was full of happiness, seeing that one by one the light clusters were included in his pocket, a slightly chubby little face showed a happy look, and even a pair of small eyes narrowed happily.

Xi Xiaohu's actions didn't notice anything at first, but after he received a few light clusters one after another, many monks finally set their eyes on him, looking at him and getting a few light clusters almost effortlessly, and these people's hearts also reacted.

As a result, many monks gave up the opportunity to compete with others for the shining light, and instead shifted their goals, learning from Xixiaohu to concentrate on the dim light.

As a result, more and more monks began to compete for the Bleak Light Regiment.

"Grandma's, even this kind of light cluster has to be robbed with this great immortal!"

Xi Xiaohu was angry, he was having a good time, but he was suddenly intervened by so many people, so that he had fewer chances to catch the light group, how could he Xi Xiaohu not be angry.

In front of Xi Xiaohu's eyes, a ball of light was about to be caught in his hand, and at this moment, a figure flashed, and under Xi Xiaohu's eyelids, this figure grabbed this ball of light into his hand.

This scene made Xixiaohu almost explode.

"Damn, don't rob the good light group, come and rob me of these dark light groups, I really can't be bullied!"

No matter how good Xi Xiaohu is, he is angry, he likes a few things in his life, and the treasure of heaven and earth is his favorite, only he has snatched the baby from others before, and no one has ever snatched the baby from him.

Shout!

Xi Xiaohu's body moved, the shadow flickered on him, and the monk was still ecstatic looking at the light ball in his hand, with a proud expression, Xi Xiaohu's body flashed, and the next moment, the light group disappeared from his hand and appeared in Xi Xiaohu's hand instead.

"Haha, it's not that it fell on Ben Daxian!" Xi Xiaohu snatched the light group and laughed, but there was a villain smug on his smiling face.