Duan Ling walked forward quickly, although Xue Yingwu had hatred in his heart, he also knew that this was not the time to fight with Duan Ling. The golden characters they had seen outside before obviously proved that this place had a heritage.

And just now, the phantom that appeared on the huge mushroom-like blood cloud in mid-air was most likely a sign that the inheritance was about to appear. At this time, everything outside of the inheritance can be stopped first.

And it's not just the two of them, it's the rest of the antlers hunt. When you really don't hold the inheritance tightly in your hands, no one dares to say that it must be their own.

Duan Ling and Xue Yingwu rushed to the place where the blood cloud had appeared before, where there was a blood mist at this time, and the sound of a fight came from inside.

Not only Ke Zhouhe and thousands of people were there, but even Jiang Shaoyun and Zhang Sheng, who came here with them before, were also in the middle. It's just that Jiang Shaoyun and Zhang Sheng were extremely embarrassed at this time, in the blood mist, they were fighting desperately, but the people who fought with them were not Ke Zhouhe and thousands of people.

There were thousands of people sniping at them, each wearing bright red armor. It's like a well-trained army, and all of them are extremely strong.

Behind the monks in red armor, a tall figure stood. He had a rugged face, but he exuded an aura that made people feel extremely dangerous. Although he was on the battlefield at this time, his eyes seemed hollow and godless. The moment they saw these eyes, Duan Ling and Xue Yingwu already knew that their people had been dead for endless years.

And at the heart of his chest, there was a golden dazzling light, and many strange characters were circulating on it. The golden light seemed to be embedded in his chest, and it was particularly conspicuous in this whole bright red world.

"That's the legacy, right in his chest. Xue Yingwu's eyes were fiery, and he said to Duan Ling excitedly.

At this time, they finally knew why everyone in the antler hunt was fighting desperately in the blood mist. They slowly pushed forward, apparently trying to snatch the golden light of the flickering runes at the heart of the tall figure's chest.

"This figure, he is very similar to the monk we met in the Blood River before. Duan Ling groaned, and then said, "The biggest difference is that the monk we met before has a breath at least a thousand times better than him. ”

When Xue Yingwu heard Duan Ling say this, he immediately moved his gaze from the figure's chest to his face. At that time, although they couldn't see clearly what the monks who blocked thousands of people looked like, but at their height, even by virtue of their figures, they were enough to be sure that what they saw was definitely a person.

"They can't be passed on. Xue Yingwu looked at Ke Zhouhe and Wan Qian, who were slowly approaching the tall figure, and quickly said to Duan Ling.

At this time, Ke Zhouhe and Wan Qianqian were obviously the closest existence to the tall figure among all of them. Their cultivation was already stronger than the others, and their advantage in this kind of competition was obvious. And their subordinates are also fighting while slowly moving closer to them. It seems that before this, no one thought that there would be such a difficult thousands of strong monks here.

"Don't be separated, otherwise it will be difficult for us to catch up with them on our own. Duan Ling opened his mouth to Xue Yingwu, and then rushed towards the red mist.

"City Lord, save us!" At the moment when the two of them rushed into the blood mist, Jiang Shaoyun's face immediately showed joy, and he shouted loudly to Xue Yingwu.

He and Zhang Sheng were fighting separately, but they couldn't move an inch at all, and they were surrounded by monks in red armor, and their bodies were already drenched in blood. If they continue to be besieged like this, it won't be long before he and Zhang Sheng will be consumed alive by these monks.

And the others, naturally, also heard his shouts. Ke Zhouhe and Wan Qianqian also glanced at the two of them quickly while making a quick move, and their faces became more anxious, and at this moment, there were two more strong competitors.

Xue Yingwu's face was cold, Jiang Shaoyun and Zhang Sheng saw that there were runes flying out of this blood river, so they left on their own, and at this time she already had some mustard in her heart. However, when she thought that after going out from here, she would have to face Ke Zhouhe and thousands of people, so she had to temporarily let go of the unhappiness in her heart.

As soon as Duan Ling and Xue Yingwu entered the blood mist, dozens of soldiers wearing red armor came at them. The sword light in Duan Ling's hand flew, and each sword was sharp.

However, the bombardment on those soldiers only knocked them away from a distance, but could not destroy them. This immediately reminded him of the scene when he first broke into the Dustless Palace, at that time, the soldiers he faced were just like these now, and it was difficult to kill.

Swish!

The light of his sword swept like a half-moon over the soldiers who surrounded them, and the tip of his sword stabbed towards the heads of those soldiers. The tip of the sword sank into the helmet of one of the soldiers, and the soldier immediately twisted and collapsed, as if there was no body left in the armor to support it.

"It worked. Duan Ling was pleasantly surprised, and immediately informed Xue Yingwu of the know-how to kill these soldiers.

And next to Ke Zhouhe and Wan Qian, several sets of armor also fell to the ground, and several monks besieging them also died. Obviously, they were also in the process of fighting, and found the weaknesses of these soldiers.

The small green jade fan in Xue Yingwu's hand flew towards the place where Jiang Shaoyun and Zhang Sheng were besieged, and several strong rays of light shot out from her open fan bones, three or four of which hit the soldiers beside Jiang Shaoyun and Zhang Sheng, making them feel less stressed in an instant.

The two of them also took advantage of the moment of a short break to jump forward and jump towards the position where Xue Yingwu and Duan Ling were. It's just that at the moment of flying, many swords flew up under their feet, causing the two of them to suffer heavy losses again.

"Thank you City Lord for saving me...... After the two of them came to Duan Ling and Xue Yingwu's side, they endured the injuries on their bodies and the legs that only had white bones left, and said with a trembling face.

"Attack their heads, push forward. Xue Yingwu said in a cold voice, and the green jade fan that flew out to rescue the two returned to her hand again.

"These soldiers appeared out of nowhere not long ago, and the tall figure was a statue before that. The sound of the Great Dao came out of it, and after many attempts, everyone finally worked together to smash the statue, but it was the strong man who was knocked out. Jiang Shaoyun knew that Xue Yingwu was dissatisfied in his heart, and immediately told what had happened before.

Duan Lingguan'er, it seems that the mushroom-like blood cloud that he saw before was caused by everyone hitting the statue together. No wonder they have been delayed for so long, but they can still see this scene now.

Duan Ling kept striking hard in his hand, and on the one hand, he wanted to control these soldiers with his soul as if he was in the Dustless Palace, but it had no substantial effect.

"I can only fight!" he sighed silently in his heart, looking at Ke Zhouhe and thousands of people in front of him.

At this time, the two of them had already increased their strength after their subordinates joined them. They bombarded all the soldiers who stood in their way, and they watched each other closely. It's like two competitors competing for speed, and the reward is the golden light on the chest of the tall figure in front of them.