Duan Ling and Li Ranya glanced at each other, and then walked towards the stairs. There are only a few hundred steps of this staircase, and the no-fly array is still shrouded here. In the staircase leading to the top of the mountain, a slight mist emanated from both sides of the staircase. Not long after, Duan Ling and Li Ranyan walked to the gate of the palace.

Rumble!!

It seems that there is a sense of prohibition on it, and the door of the temple suddenly opens on its own. A golden light shone out from inside the palace, enveloping Duan Ling and Li Ranyan in an instant, and slowly flew towards the hall.

The prosperity in the palace passed by in front of Duan Ling's eyes one by one, but it made Duan Ling quite emotional, tens of thousands of people entered the immortal tomb, wasn't it for this moment? He had already come to the final destination, but how many people fell on the way here?

The existence of the Immortal Tomb proved that the inheritance had not been taken away, and Duan Ling didn't believe that no monk had ever broken into this final place before.

"It seems that even if you reach the end, you may not be able to obtain the inheritance of Honglie. Duan Ling whispered to Li Ranyan beside him, this golden light wrapped them, but I don't know where he was going to take them?

"Chance creation is not so easy to get, in addition to having a strong strength, chance is the most important condition. Li Ranyan nodded, and she also felt a lot of emotion in her heart, thanks to Duan Ling's help along the way, otherwise she would not have come here so easily.

The golden light cluster flew all the way through them, and a large hall with a radius of dozens of zhang appeared in front of them, and there were four or five figures standing quietly in that hall, until Duan Ling and Li Ranyan were enveloped by the golden light cluster, they turned their heads around.

"Someone has come here again"

"Who could it be?"

The four or five people asked each other questions, full of curiosity about the monks within the golden light cluster.

Bang!

The golden ball of light fell to the ground and shattered like a bubble, revealing two figures inside, the male handsome and extraordinary, and the female captivating.

"It's Duan Ling"

"He's coming, too!"

The moment they saw Duan Ling coming, several people immediately showed extremely vigilant expressions on their faces, after all, the strength that Duan Ling had shown outside before was really impressive to them, and Duan Ling's danger also occupied a great position in their hearts.

There is another person, the moment he saw Duan Ling, his eyes showed murderous intent, and there was joy hidden in that murderous intent, he was Zhao Jie.

Duan Ling also saw Zhao Jie and the unconcealed murderous intent in his eyes at the moment he fell, but his gaze did not stop at Zhao Jie's body, but looked at the trembling figure directly above everyone at this moment.

The figure never seemed to move, he sat in a large golden chair, a three-foot sword on the ground with his hands, and his head bowed so that it was impossible to see his appearance.

Although his whole body was full of life, he sat there, and naturally exuded an extremely terrifying momentum. There is even more supreme majesty from his body, and no one can ignore him.

Bursts of black qi swirled out from his body, it was murderous. Only those who have killed countless people will have a murderous aura with them. And on the sword in his hand, there was also a red streamer flowing, releasing a creepy chill.

"Could it be that he is the owner of the Immortal Tomb, Honglie?" Duan Ling looked at the figure sitting on the wide golden chair directly above it, and his heart roared.

These auras were not particularly strong, but Duan Ling's cultivation was a soul technique, and his sense of these invisible qi was much more acute than that of ordinary people.

Seven people gathered in this hall, Duan Ling's gaze swept over the rest of the people, except for Zhao Jie, the rest of the people he didn't know, but one of them seemed to be from the Dustless Sect in Dongzhou in Duan Ling's impression.

Just when everyone was looking at Duan Ling and Li Ranyan, the figure sitting directly above slowly raised his head, and an aura that made everyone's legs tremble instantly spread from his body.

This breath filled the palace in a moment, and three people suddenly knelt down under this breath. Even Duan Ling and Li Ranyan were in a cold sweat on their backs the moment they felt this breath.

This power was too strong, dozens of times stronger than what Duan Ling had felt a moment ago. That black murderous aura turned into smoke at this moment, and when it invaded Duan Ling's side, he felt a strong life-and-death crisis, as if this black qi only needed to enter his body for a moment, he could completely strangle his soul.

However, the man didn't seem to want to kill them, and the black murderous aura only made them feel it for a moment, and then returned to him again.

His head was slightly raised, it was a handsome face, but there was also a little vicissitudes. His gaze was majestic and fierce, but everyone knew that it was only the man's mind that maintained it.

The seven people in the hall spurted blood from their mouths at the moment when the man raised his head, and they kept retreating. Their faces were instantly pale as paper, and just the gaze maintained by their minds shocked everyone, can you imagine how powerful this person was in his life?

"The cultivation realm is really cruel, even such a powerful person can fall. Duan Ling wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and muttered to himself in his heart.

"There are six people in the hall, and they can accept the test of inheritance. The man sitting in front of everyone spoke slowly at this moment, and all his momentum was also subdued in these words.

Several people in the hall were relieved at this moment, no wonder before Duan Ling arrived, this man's figure didn't move half a minute, I think it's because there are only five people, and they haven't reached the relationship between the last words of the test left by this man before his death.

"I am a great martyr, and my command once gathered hundreds of thousands of monks and slaughtered all directions, but because of this, I also set up many strong enemies, and because I was besieged by several people, I became a crippled body. My request is simple, come forward, and enter the Heavenly Dao Reincarnation for me to perfect my body, and I can be inherited!" Honglie, who was sitting on the golden wide chair, slowly spoke at this moment, and then his head fell down again, and the dead air instantly filled his whole body again.

After all the aura dissipated, everyone looked at each other, and Honglie said that he was a crippled body, but no matter how he looked at it, his body was extremely intact, which made everyone feel like they couldn't do anything.

Only Zhao Jie, who was smiling at the moment, seemed to have a plan in his heart. His gaze swept over the rest of the crowd, and they all saw the ignorance and helplessness on their faces. Especially when he saw Duan Ling's brows tightly locked, his heart became even more proud.

"The Howling Moon Pavilion had an ancestor come before and learned about the method of this inheritance test. This secret has been passed down from generation to generation, and although many people have come here to break through, they have not been able to reach this final place. It was only when I came here that I not only learned about this secret, but also broke through many dangers, and then I arrived in front of Honglie. This is the will of heaven, and the inheritance of Honglie is destined to be prepared for me Zhao Jie. Zhao Jie's heart was so happy that he couldn't wait to laugh out loud.

Li Ranyan's eyes have been constantly searching in this palace, she doesn't have much hope for Honglie's inheritance, and what makes her heart move is just that Bodhi tree.

"There it is. Li Ranyan's heart suddenly burst with joy, and her eyes were fixed on the golden chair where Honglie was sitting. There was a green sapling more than a foot tall, which looked like an ordinary sapling. However, there was an extremely difficult to find green gas floating out of it, and all of it flowed into Honglie's body, who had already died.

"Now that you're here, you can't go home empty-handed. At that moment, a monk who had previously been unable to withstand the pressure of the fierce and fell to his knees spoke, breaking everyone's contemplation.

No one said anything to stop him, and if this inheritance was so easy to obtain, Honglie's Immortal Tomb would not appear again. His move made everyone feel quite happy, and even Zhao Jie, who knew the most about this immortal tomb, smiled at this moment.

It was the first time for everyone to enter the Immortal Tomb, and if one person went to test it, it would make them more aware of such a test, and they would have a better chance of coping with it.

I saw that the monk fixed his body, and then slowly approached Honglie's corpse. For the first few steps, he walked with great ease, but as he got closer, his steps became noticeably heavier, as if the strength under his feet suddenly increased to make it difficult for him to walk.

There was a constant sound of clicking and clicking on his body, and his whole body was immediately stained red with blood. The monk let out a terrible scream, but he did not dare to take another step.

He quickly recoiled until he returned to his previous position, and the pressure on his whole body seemed to be removed from his body. The monk instantly sat down on the ground, gasping for air, and his gaze as he looked at Hongyeol's corpse was full of fear.

Although Honglie is dead, it is extremely difficult to get close to his body, let alone walk in front of him.

The other two people who couldn't bear the pressure on their knees before could only shake their heads with a wry smile after seeing the tragic situation of this monk. Even if they were lucky enough to get here, the inheritance still didn't have anything to do with them.

Duan Ling looked at the monk who was sitting on the ground, and then thought back to the scene when he walked towards Honglie before, and then he suddenly realized. Honglie said that the conditions for obtaining his inheritance were extremely simple, but he needed to walk in front of him and perfect his mutilated body. But he is a physical cultivator, and in his inheritance test, how can there be no test of physical cultivation?

Zhao Jie's gaze swept over everyone and sneered. His footsteps slowly lifted, and he was about to walk towards Hongye's corpse, but the other person was one step faster than him.

"Zhao Jie, are you afraid that I will get this inheritance?" the monk said to Zhao Jie at this moment and sneered.

"Ning Wuji, do you really regard me as an opponent? If your senior brother Xiang Yunfeng comes, I may be afraid of three points, but you, you are not worthy. I'll let you try it first and see if you can get it. Zhao Jie laughed loudly, his laughter and words revealed deep disdain, thinking that Ning Wuji was not worthy of being his opponent at all in his heart.

"Okay, if you have the ability, just watch me give it a try here. Ning Wuji snorted coldly, then flicked his sleeves and walked towards Honglie.

Zhao Jie chuckled and looked at Ning Wuji's back, still standing in place. He didn't go to Honglie with Ning Wuji, because he knew that even if Ning Wuji arrived in front of Honglie, this inheritance and creation might not necessarily belong to him.

There was confidence on his face, and in his opinion, there was no one else who could obtain Hongye's inheritance except him, because only he knew what Honglie really needed!

Ning Wuji stepped down step by step, and he kept moving forward at the same speed. His cultivation was indeed much deeper than that of the previous monks, and even the power of his physical body was infinitely close to the realm of transcendence.

Boom!

Only a slight sound was heard, and Ning Wuji's blood vessels suddenly burst, and dozens of blood arrows immediately shot out from his body. His legs began to tremble slightly, and his steps no longer seemed to be easy, and it often took dozens of breaths before he could take another step.

He was only one zhang away from Honglie's corpse, but at this moment, he felt that the distance between these three zhang was extremely far away. Zhao Jie was right, with his cultivation, he really couldn't walk in front of Honglie. His whole body was bleeding, and his footsteps kept lifting and falling again, but he was never able to take another step forward.

But he is really unwilling, he is also a celestial pride, but in Zhao Jie's eyes, he is just a dispensable small role. Thinking of Zhao Jie's ridicule, Ning Wuji gritted his teeth fiercely and stepped out again.

Click!

His leg bones shattered at this moment, and he laughed miserably, quickly pulling his front foot back, spurting out a large mouthful of blood and shuddering back.

"Don't think you're the pride of this dustless star?" Zhao Jie sneered at Ning Wuji, and then looked at Duan Ling.

Ning Wuji's face was blue, and although his eyes were full of anger, he didn't speak.

"Duan Ling, you will die today!" Zhao Jie glanced at Duan Ling, a gloomy sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I'll wait and see!" The murderous intent appeared in Duan Ling's eyes, this Zhao Jie wanted to find him trouble again and again, which really made him unbearable.

"Hmph!" Zhao Jie snorted coldly, and then turned around and walked towards Honglie.

Everyone's eyes were on him, his steps were more steady than Ning Wuji, and even his walking pace was several times faster than Ning Wuji. But he still didn't stop, his body was suffering from the coercion emanating from Honglie's corpse.

Eight zhang, five zhang, three zhang, Zhao Jie walked to the position where Ning Wuji had stopped before, and then turned his head and smiled coldly at Ning Wuji. This is a provocation, and this is a great blow to Ning Wuji.

When Ning Wuji walked here, he was already bleeding, but Zhao Jie didn't have the slightest injury on his body at the moment, and he could turn around and let out a laughing sound so easily, which made Ning Wuji's face pale instantly.

"Is the gap between me and him really that big?" An extremely strong unwillingness and jealousy had already risen in Ning Wuji's eyes. If Zhao Jie really obtained the inheritance, he would have to stop it no matter what.

"Duan Ling, remember my words, you will die today! This inheritance belongs to me Zhao Jie. Zhao Jie's gaze looked at Duan Ling again, and at this moment, in his eyes, it seemed that Duan Ling was already just a dead man.