Peng Yue knew that he was inferior to Ouyang Qian's two sisters, so he took the initiative to give up this classic.

"Giggles, even if this Peng Daoyou is interested, it is saved for us to do it. Seeing this, the green-shirted girl finally calmed down some of the remaining frustrations in her heart, and said with a chuckle.

Ouyang Qian also smiled, took a few steps forward with a light step, picked up the classic book and began to read it.

This time, the two sisters seemed to have stopped here in this inheritance land, but after having this book, they finally did not return empty-handed, and after leaving this place, there were still plenty of opportunities to find other inheritances hidden in the secret realm.

Therefore, Ouyang Qian always seemed calm.

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In the bluestone square on the other side, when Liu Ming and the other eight people all stepped into the magic circle, the golden light around the magic circle condensed, turning into a straight and pale golden curtain.

From a distance, it looks like a giant golden cylinder, erected in the bluestone square.

Those who can persist all the way to this point are naturally not general!

Several of the people turned a blind eye to what was happening around them, and they sat on the ground one after another, meditating with their eyes closed.

At this moment, above the ground in the center of the circle, a burst of music came, and quickly filled the entire light curtain.

Liu Ming only felt a tingling pain in his ears, and his heart trembled, and he suddenly felt upset and restless, and it was very strange and lingering at all.

Liu Ming opened his eyes in surprise, only to feel that there was a white expanse in front of him, and after a trance, he vaguely returned to the original fierce island, and was fluttering. Incarnated as a child of several years old, he re-experienced the scene of encountering Uncle Qian on the island. and all kinds of other tribulations that have been spent in a lifetime.

In just a few moments, he relived more than ten years of experience on a desert island. and reappeared at the door of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, and the scene of the opening ceremony was still shocking.

The next moment, the picture turned, and he inexplicably appeared in the secret place of the trial of the year.

This terrifying scene flashed in front of Liu Ming's eyes, making him have no leisure to think about it at all.

Liu Ming's heart suddenly tightened, and the demonic thoughts in his body seemed to be a little pure and want to move.

He was shocked. Injected the mana of the whole body into the soul suppression lock, and immediately a cool feeling permeated the whole body, and the waves set off in his heart suddenly calmed down again.

But this feeling turned around and disappeared, and after a flower in front of his eyes, he re-experienced the scene of being taken away by the demon for the first time. 、

Although this qiē is just a fragmented memory, it is all the most fearful thing hidden in his heart.

Liu Ming, who seemed to be sitting cross-legged in the magic circle, closed his eyes tightly, and beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead kept sliding down.

He knew it was all illusions. But in a daze, I tried to quickly skip these fearful experiences, but the relevant picture became clearer and clearer.

When he saw the expressionless "Demonized Liu Ming" again, a killing thought suddenly arose in the bottom of his heart, and two strange laughs full of tyranny inexplicably came out of his mouth. You have to stand up involuntarily.

At this moment, the Hun Tian Monument in Liu Ming's Divine Consciousness Sea suddenly emitted a buzzing sound.

After he was excited, a hint of clarity suddenly flashed in his eyes. Startled, he bit the tip of his tongue sharply. The intense pain caused him to get out of his hallucination in an instant, and he didn't stand up after all. But I couldn't help but sweat coldly.

Liu Ming's mind was in a flash, and he hurriedly released his divine sense to penetrate into his body, and when he looked inside, he found that he was honest under the suppression of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder of Demon Thoughts, and there was no sign of breaking free.

The previous qiē feeling was all just an illusion!

He immediately took a deep breath, and hurriedly invoked the mana in his body to inject it into the soul suppression lock, and at the same time, without hesitation, he poured the spiritual power of the insect in his arms into his sea of divine consciousness without reservation.

Suddenly, the cool power of the delicate hair evaporated from the sea of divine consciousness endlessly, and formed a layer of impermeable transparent shield, firmly protecting his mind.

In this way, Liu Ming's heart was slightly relieved.

But at this moment, the strange melody sounded in his ears, and after his mind was blurred, he once again experienced the scenes of the battle against the Sea Demon Emperor, the Blood Emperor and the Golden Barbarian Ancestor.

This time, Liu Ming's similar battle training in the mysterious space illusion allowed him to deal with it easily, and the expression on his face gradually calmed down.

"Kill, you all have to die!" a roar suddenly rang out from the side.

Liu Ming was startled out of the hallucination, and glanced at it, but saw that the source of the voice was actually the ugly young man of the Demon Xuanzong.

One of his eyes had now been replaced by a look of madness, and although he was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, his hands were dancing in a haphazard manner.

The next moment, the ugly young man suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and the black qi around his body rolled out, enveloping all his body in it, and with a "whoosh", a figure rose from the black qi to the sky, and his hands danced again and again, aimlessly striking out black palm phantoms of different sizes in all directions.

With a "poof", a golden light from the next magic array quickly rolled up, wrapping this person's figure in it, and after the space fluctuated together, it disappeared without a trace in the magic circle.

At this time, it was only half a moment before they entered the magic circle, and a person with extraordinary strength was the first to be reported that he could not suppress the killing thoughts in his heart.

Seeing this, Liu Ming was shocked in his heart

Obviously, in this level, the limit of the mental endurance considered is not very related to the strength of the supernatural power.

Liu Ming continued to urge his spiritual power to resist the strange melody of the music in his ears, and at the same time his eyes swept over the people around him.

But seeing the purple-haired man in the Beidou Pavilion, a bronze bell covered with lilac spirit patterns was suspended above his head at some point, swaying gently with the wind, releasing a circle of ripples towards the surrounding void, protecting his body.

The purple-haired word sat in it, with a relaxed and flat feeling, as if unaffected by the strange music.

The blue-robed man of the Tiangong Sect was already sitting on top of the silver cart, his eyes slightly closed, and the obscure incantations in his mouth kept coming out.

Eight golden puppets of the silver cart appeared on the surface of the eight puppet golden horses, wrapping them in it along with the entire silver cart, obviously not too affected by the strange music.

The young woman in green of Haoran Academy sat cross-legged in place, holding a volume of ancient books with a faint blue glow in her hands, always with a faint smile on her face, her eyes were calm as if there was no wind and autumn waves, and she didn't seem to hear anything about her surroundings, just concentrating on flipping through the scrolls in her hands.

On the other side, Luo Tiancheng and the eagle-faced man of the Heavenly Demon Valley were obviously not as calm as the above people.

Although Luo Tiancheng was still sitting cross-legged, his eyes were almost replaced by red, his mouth was low and hissing, and the silver Jiaohu around him was circling, and his arms were bursting up, constantly bombarding the ground.

Each punch can cause the earth to tremble and roar, but the fist is dripping with blood, although all the wounds are restored in an instant, the remaining blood stains on the surface still make people feel extremely cold.

I don't know what kind of material this bluestone floor is made of, and under the bombardment of such a dense fist shadow, the slightest trace is also left.

Luo Tiancheng seemed to be barely relying on what little bit of reason he had, and Tong Guò continued to consume the mana in his body, forcing himself not to stand up.

The eagle-faced man, his face was blue and red, full of pain, beads of sweat the size of beans slipped from his forehead from time to time, and his hands continued to change one law after another, and they all submerged into a three-color spirit bead suspended in his chest.

The runes on the surface of this spirit bead slowly flowed, refracting blue, red and white glow from it, and shot straight into the center of its eyebrows, which seemed to be the appearance of some kind of spiritual defense spirit weapon.

However, even so, this demon cultivator who had killed two elite disciples of the Taiqing Sect in one fell swoop looked even more wolfless.

Liu Ming shook his head, to say that Luo Tiancheng might be able to hold on, but this demon was obviously on the verge of collapse.

As expected, after only seven or eight breaths, there was a crisp cracking sound, and the three-color spirit bead on the eagle-faced man's chest suddenly burst open.

After losing the spiritual defense artifact, this demon cultivator only lasted two breaths, and then roared up from the ground to the sky, dancing in mid-air, with his hands and feet, almost like a mad demon.

A scroll of golden light also rose from the magic circle on the ground, enveloping the eagle-faced man in an instant, and teleporting away out of thin air.

When the demon cultivator regained his senses, he suddenly found himself in a strange stone room.

On the central stone table, there was a large book of slaps that were a little yellowed, and in the corner not far away, there was a small pale white teleportation circle.

On the other side of the stone table, the ugly young man of the Demon Xuanzong was also here, but his whole body was imprisoned by a layer of faint golden light, and he couldn't move for a while.

But at the moment when the eagle-faced man appeared, the golden light on the opposite side shattered with a "poof".

After the two glanced at each other, they shot at the same time almost without hesitation, and fought in the stone chamber.

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on Bluestone Square.

After the ugly young man and the eagle-faced man were out one after another, there were only five people left on the field: Liu Ming, the purple-haired man, the silver car man, the young woman in green and Luo Tiancheng.

The rest of the time seemed to pass unusually fast, and when the quarter of an hour was full, the strange sound of music suddenly stopped, and no longer came out.

Liu Ming opened his eyes, and a sigh of relief grew in his heart, stopping the blessing of the Soul Suppression Lock and the Transformation Worm.

Luo Tiancheng's face was pale and sweaty, his fists were almost completely wrapped in black and red blood, and he looked like he was not lightly depleted, but after finding that he had survived this level, his eyes were full of excitement, his fists shook, and he immediately stood up.

The young woman in green, the purple-haired man, and the young man in the silver cart also stood up as soon as they put away the spiritual weapon.

The next moment, Liu Ming and the other five people only felt that the magic circle on the soles of their feet trembled slightly, and the sound of breaking the air sounded.

Five pillars of golden light, as thick as buckets, suddenly rose from the ground and disappeared into the circle. (To be continued......)