"Zheng~" Wen Liangyu flipped his sleeves and danced, the burnt zither crouched under his hand, plucked the strings, and the bowl-sized round blade flew towards the clay man in a circle, cutting off his head and cutting his abdomen, and the stumps were all over the ground.

At the same time, with his left hand behind his back, he protected Xiqing, who was still awkward, attacking and defending, leisurely and chic.

When Feng Changle saw this scene, his heart was full of jealousy, Baizhang Aya unfolded, hooked more than a dozen clay figures, his eyes flashed viciously, and he fell behind Xiqing with his backhand.

The motionless Xiqing smiled at the corners of his mouth, his eyes were mocking, and he held a plain fan in his hand.

Wen Liangyu looked back at Feng Changle unhappily, and when she saw her pitiful appearance with red eyes and crying, her heart softened, and she sighed helplessly.

He glanced at Xiqing weakly, for fear that she would not like it, but seeing that the other party was unmoved, his attention fell on Xiao Baimian.

Little white face?? Qian Yue held a jade bone whip, her body was smart, the whip wind hunted, and the crisp whipping sound fell, shattering the clay people on the ground.

The dark purple clothes are flying, and the eyes are resolute and bright, which is very pleasing to the eye.

Wen Liangyu's eyes deepened, and he frowned displeased.

Pei Zhuo's folding fan flew, and the arc-shaped sparks swept away like waves, protecting Mei Yihuan and breaking up the besieging clay figures.

On the other end, Dongyan danced with a sword, the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and there was occasional communication with Mei Yihuan's Xiliang Sword, and the power was doubled, which made Pei Zhuo very unhappy.

Fortunately, the strength of the group was strong, and thousands of clay figurines were quickly destroyed and piled on the ground, making the soil under their feet thicker.

Ah Zi put away the cat's paws and stood behind Wen Liangyu obediently.

Qian Yue put away the jade bone whip, and then looked at the stone palace.

It is full of yellow mud, plain-facing loess walls, towering clay pillars, and vague portraits painted on the pillars.

Xu is a long time, the mud pillars are mottled, the portrait is incomplete, and after careful examination, only some fragmentary clues can be picked out.

One of the most eye-catching is the word "Phoenix".

Qianyue secretly wondered, according to Xiqing's speculation, the opportunity here should be Xiyang, why did it have something to do with the phoenix again?

She was puzzled here, but Wen Liangyu's eyes lit up, she thought it was just a small chance, but she didn't expect it to be related to the ancient divine beast.

Feng Changle on the side was also secretly happy, Wen Liangyu said before that he would give her the opportunity here, if it was really about the divine beast, then ......

She swept her eyes to Xiqing, her eyes darkened, no, she had to eradicate this accident first.

The stone palace was very deep, and several people did not find useful clues, so they walked inside together.

It was all mud-colored all the way, and Qianyue was a little convinced, no matter what the phoenix meant, but most of the rest of the soil was real.

When they came to the depths of the stone palace, they saw that on the wall facing them, there was a handful of earth-poured seats, and the armrest on one side had been broken, which looked like it was some years old.

Qianyue glanced at Wen Liangyu without a trace, and suddenly saw a joy on his face, as if he had found something, and quickly walked in the direction of the seat.

Her eyes tightened, and she was about to take a step ahead of him and seize the opportunity, when a large wave of clay figures suddenly poured out of the air.

Different from the previous Cunding villains, these clay figures are all tall adult men, and their cultivation is neat and tidy in the early stage of Jindan, full of nearly a hundred people, and it looks like they were specially prepared for them.

And Wen Liangyu was also beaten back by an earth spiritual power, and the stone palace immediately fell into chaos.

The sound of the guzheng is flowing, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the whip wind is hunting, and the five-colored spiritual light fills the space.

There are so many clay figurines that the previously empty ground becomes crowded.

Dongyan and Mei Yihuan have not yet married, and Pei Zhuo is very embarrassed while fighting with seven or eight clay figures.

A long ink-colored whip broke through the clay figures, and the whip swept by, and the place where the three of them stood immediately cleared a clearing.

Wen Liangyu was unwilling to be left behind, the water overcame the soil, the guzheng was collected, both hands pinched, and the water dragon roared out.

The clay figures in the room immediately became thin and sloppy with the current, and collapsed to the ground and reduced to mud.

He raised his eyes to look at Qianyue, his eyes were defiant, and Qianyue was dumbfounded.

Isn't there something wrong with the stallion man?

The otherwise dry ground became muddy, and everyone didn't care, and their eyes locked on the seats above.

I saw a gap under the seat, and a faint white light flowed out of the gap, and as the clay figure fell, the white light became more and more abundant, and finally condensed into a pillar of light and flew out.

At the same time, the mysterious aura swept out, sweeping through the entire underground palace, and the distant mysterious, cold and domineering power instantly hit everyone's hearts.

Qianyue's breath is hot, this is ...... Inheritance?

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they couldn't wait to be the one chosen by the inheritance.

Wen Liangyu's eyes were filled with joy, and his divine thoughts drove the Heavenly Destiny Roulette, and the pillar of light seemed to have a consciousness and hit him directly.

Just as the inheritance was about to be chosen, two screams suddenly sounded in the stone palace.

Wen Liangyu instinctively looked back, but saw Feng Changle sneak attack on Xiqing, but was suppressed by the other party.

It was this brief moment of distraction, a dark purple corner flashed from the back of his head, the figure shrouded by a pillar of light flashed away, and the white light disappeared with the seat entirely.

"Damn. The male cultivator's face was as black as charcoal, and the killing intent on his body unconsciously bubbled out.

Feng Changle trembled and stopped in fear.

On the other end, Qian Yue was shrouded in a pillar of light, her foreground changed, there was darkness all around, and the whole person fell down quickly and uncontrollably.

In the haze, scene after scene unfolded in front of her eyes.

The ancient road of Xizhou, the distant mountains are stacked and green.

In the midst of the verdant forest, a quaint temple sits in it.

The cloth-clothed monk patiently cleaned up the fallen leaves with a broom, and his handsome little face was full of seriousness and solemnity, as if he was doing a great thing to purify all sentient beings.

Suddenly, a pitch-black chick fell from the sky and landed in front of him.

The monk looked up in surprise and saw the ginkgo tree a few steps away, revealing his original expression.

The little black bird fell to the ground, tried to open one eye, and glimpsed the monk's expression through the slit, so angry that a mouthful of old blood came to his heart, and he completely fainted.

The master failed to cross the catastrophe and fell from the sky, what qualifications do you have to give the master a foothold in the broken ginkgo tree of the ruined temple?

The phoenix is not a sycamore, haven't you heard of it?

That's right, the blackbird is actually a phoenix, although from the beginning of his birth, his divine power is extremely weak, and the phoenix real fire is not powerful, and even got the nickname of "lighting the lamp".

However, with hundreds of thousands of cultivations, he has cultivated to become an immortal with his own efforts, and he is no longer a shame for the Phoenix clan.

The "lighting of the lamp" in the past can now burn the sunset and burn everything.

Even it had the courage to try to cross the gods, trying to enter the world of the gods, although the result failed, but at least the courage was commendable.

An inspirational phoenix that turns the tables against the wind cannot accept any contempt, intentional or unintentional.

However, at this time, it failed to cross the catastrophe, and it had no immortal power at all, so it could only be taken care of by the monk for a while.

Yu Wei decided to put up with him for a few days, and when the injury was healed, he would roast this monk with a phoenix real fire, and then sprinkle a handful of ginkgo fruit for seasoning, which must be very relieving!

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