"It's useless, you are now an ant in my eyes that can be pinched to death. Your attacks are no longer a threat to me, and when I complete my legacy, I will show you what I am capable of. Zhao Jie laughed proudly, his heart was extremely happy, compared to Duan Ling at this moment, he was like an adult man and an old man who was about to die.

Especially before he had suffered many losses at Duan Ling's hands, but now Duan Ling had nothing to do with himself, the more aggrieved and powerless Duan Ling's face was, the more he felt a burst of refreshment in his heart.

Duan Ling's eyes shot a cold glow, he didn't pay attention to Zhao Jie's ridicule and threat, at this moment, he just reached out and patted the storage bag lightly, and the finger that was snatched from Shangguan Lie's hand flew in front of him in an instant.

At the moment when this finger appeared, there was an extremely amazing coercion on it, and this finger seemed to have a powerful momentum that could pierce the sky with one finger at this moment, and the entire palace began to shake violently at the moment when this finger appeared.

Even Honglie, who had already died, shook his body slightly at this moment, and the ongoing inheritance seemed to feel a closer connection with this finger, and the golden light flowing into Zhao Jie's body became much slower at this moment.

"Hand Fingers"

"Could that be the real mutilated limb of Hongyeol?"

Everyone's hearts trembled at the moment, and their faces were filled with deep disbelief. Even Li Ranyan's mouth opened slightly the moment she saw Duan Ling take out this finger, and then her heart was excited.

"Why, why does even he have the qualifications to obtain Enlightenment?" Ning Wuji clenched his fists, his face turned pale, and once again a strong jealousy rose from the bottom of his heart. He couldn't imagine that the heavens and the earth were so big, how could Duan Ling He De have such an opportunity to go against the sky to get Honglie's stump finger?

Zhao Jie's expression was instantly sluggish, and his self-confidence seemed to have disappeared by as much as half at once, he always thought that no one could get the inheritance of the Honglie Immortal Tomb except himself. But the moment this finger appeared in front of his eyes, a threat from Duan Ling hit his heart.

"This is impossible, why do you have Honglie's dropped fingers, impossible" Zhao Jie's eyes widened, and his heart began to be anxious, this sudden change even if he wanted to break his head was unimaginable. His inheritance had been visibly blocked at this moment, which made him even more sure that the fingers on Duan Ling's hand had indeed fallen from Honglie's hand.

Duan Ling's eyes flashed, judging from Zhao Jie's slow acceptance of the inheritance and the reaction of Honglie's corpse. This finger can indeed affect the progress of inheritance.

He ignored everyone's surprise, and his finger suddenly pointed towards Zhao Jie, only to see the remnant finger floating in front of Duan Ling shoot out in an instant, and it burst into Zhao Jie's unbelievable gaze.

This is Honglie's finger, this is the fairy finger. Duan Ling's Mortal Realm Body couldn't inflict trauma on Zhao Jie, but Honglie's Immortal Finger was different. When he was in the gourd tribe, Duan Ling had already personally felt its hardness and strength!

Rumble!!!!

The immortal finger instantly touched Zhao Jie's body, and a huge sound came out, and even the palace seemed to be shaken by the roar. Zhao Jie spewed several mouthfuls of blood, and Duan Ling's body that couldn't move him half a point with a single punch was constantly rewinding under the bombardment of this immortal finger. His fingers also broke away at this moment, and the golden light on the previous regeneration finger flowed backwards, once again submerging into Honglie's body.

Duan Ling's fingers turned to make contact with the regeneration finger, but to his surprise, the golden light that had flowed back to Honglie's body did not appear. It seems that this finger has only identified Zhao Jie's breath alone, and others can no longer accept the inheritance and creation from Honglie.

"Hahahaha, Duan Ling, even if you have Honglie's fingers, this is called the first strike, it only recognizes my breath, how did you win the inheritance that belongs to me?" Zhao Jie spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his iron-blue face began to glow red with excitement the moment he saw that Duan Ling could not obtain the inheritance from that regeneration finger.

Zhao Jie was not afraid that Duan Ling would destroy that regeneration finger at all, because the moment he regenerated, there was already a breath belonging to Honglie in that finger, and the strength that was infinitely close to Honglie. In any case, he didn't believe that Duan Ling would have a way to cut off that regenerated finger again.

Duan Ling ignored Zhao Jie, his mouth opened at this moment, and a small green sword suddenly shot out of his mouth, flying towards the regenerated finger, Duan Ling's purpose was to cut off the finger that had been regenerated, and use Honglie's real finger to snatch this inheritance.

I could only hear the tinkling sound, and the sharp little sword that could have cut his out of his mortal body in an instant seemed to have lost its sharpness at this moment. Regeneration refers to the slashing of this small sword, and there is not a trace of it.

"It's so hard" Duan Ling's face changed instantly, and it was only at this time that he knew how strong Honglie's body was. This is just the regeneration finger with his breath, and his real body must be several times harder than this regeneration finger.

Boom!!

At the same time as Duan Ling was terrified in his heart, a figure shot straight out towards him in an instant. A sharp pain suddenly hit his waist, and Duan Ling's figure was immediately knocked back several feet away.

Zhao Jie's face was full of contempt, he had at least received a little golden light inheritance from Honglie, and the strength he showed at this moment was definitely not comparable to Duan Ling.

He glanced at Duan Ling coldly, and then touched his finger on the regenerated finger again. The golden light in Honglie's body slowly surged towards him along the regeneration finger, although the appearance of Honglie's real finger caused the inheritance to appear slowly, but the inheritance was still going extremely fast. The previous injuries caused by the immortal finger also improved rapidly at this moment.

Li Ranyan was anxious, and Ning Wuji and the others had nothing to do with Zhao Jie. Duan Ling wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, if he wanted to prevent Zhao Jie from getting the inheritance, he would either kill Zhao Jie, or destroy the regeneration finger and connect Honglie's true finger.

However, Zhao Jie's cultivation at the moment was already much higher than Duan Ling, and Duan Ling couldn't kill him at all. And in the same way, it was extremely difficult for Duan Ling to destroy that regeneration finger.

His mind kept thinking about how to stop Zhao Jie's momentum from continuing to climb. His gaze wandered, and suddenly stopped on the long sword that Honglie held in both hands, if there was really a sharp weapon here that could destroy this regeneration finger, there was no doubt that it would only be the sword on Honglie's hands.

"Wish I could take this sword out of Hongyeol's hand. Duan Ling's eyes were firm, he knew that the sword that belonged to Honglie was not ordinary, and the possibility of wanting to get this sword from Honglie's hand was even more rare, but Duan Ling still had to try.

His hands pinched again, and the immortal fingers floating in the air instantly shot out, and a loud sound echoed, roaring in all directions. In Zhao Jie's extremely resentful gaze, the immortal finger slammed into his body again, his body rolled upside down again, and blood continued to spurt out of his mouth.

Zhao Jie's eyes were burning with anger, although his combat power was higher than Duan Ling at this moment, he still couldn't kill Duan Ling quickly. And if the interval between this inheritance was too long, Zhao Jie couldn't predict whether anything would happen in it, so he didn't dare to spend a lot of time dealing with Duan Ling with all his might.

But this immortal finger made him feel extremely angry, Duan Ling couldn't hurt him, but this immortal finger could interrupt his inheritance again and again, which made Zhao Jie's hatred for Duan Ling even deeper.

Duan Ling saw that Zhao Jie was blasted away by the immortal finger again, and his figure quickly approached Honglie's corpse, looking at the sharp blade that was emitted a cold and murderous aura by Honglie's hands on the ground, he gritted his teeth and immediately grabbed the sharp sword.

Cold, trembling, and a great repulsive force on that sword instantly flowed into Duan Ling's body. Duan Ling's palm grasping the hilt of the sword quickly released, and his seven apertures were bleeding at this moment. A terrifying force rushed into his body, and the veins and bones of his body were shattered by the shock at the slightest contact with the hilt.

Duan Ling spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his body rolled out at once. Li Ranyan saw that Duan Ling's body was blown away by the power of the sword, and she immediately spread out her hands to catch Duan Ling. It was only the moment her hands touched Duan Ling's body, and the force of the shock immediately flowed into her body, shaking her dozens of feet away.

Her whole body was bleeding nonstop, and her bones were shattered in many places, and the force of the impact she could bear was several times greater than that of Duan Ling. Duan Ling forcibly endured the injuries in her body and quickly walked to her side, took out some pills from the storage bag on her waist and put them in her mouth. The palm of his hand then involuntarily stroked Li Ranyan's face, and his eyes were full of pity and concern.

"I'm fine" Li Ranyan's face was pale, but her smile was so beautiful. The moment Duan Ling's palm touched her cheek, her heart was warm and sweet.

"I'll take care of the rest. Duan Ling smiled at Li Ranyan and gave her a look of reassurance.

"Be careful not to force it, I have a way to get you away. Li Ranyan didn't stop Duan Ling, she saw his firmness in Duan Ling's gaze.

She could use her secret technique to tear a gap here and let Duan Ling leave, but at that time, her cultivation would definitely break through the Mortal Realm, and the power of the rules of the Honglie Immortal Tomb would also descend and kill her at that moment, and Li Ranyan didn't want to use that kind of secret technique unless she had to. What's more, the Bodhi Tree was right in front of her, thinking of her father, she also sincerely hoped that she could finally leave with the Bodhi Tree and Duan Ling.

Duan Ling nodded, then turned around, Zhao Jie walked in front of Honglie again when he was shocked by the sword, that inheritance had already been received by him, and his physical body seemed to be able to break through the middle stage of deorquence in the next moment.

Duan Ling pinched his hands, and the immortal fingers slammed into Zhao Jie again, and Zhao Jie's body rolled out again at this moment.

"Duan Ling, I want you to die. Blood flowed from the corners of Zhao Jie's mouth, and there seemed to be fire shining in his eyes, his inheritance was interrupted by Duan Ling again and again, which really made him hate Duan Ling to the core.

Duan Ling frowned slightly, so he wouldn't pay attention to Zhao Jie's threat. It's just that his heart also began to become anxious, although the immortal finger could seriously injure Zhao Jie, but as long as Zhao Jie approached Honglie and received the inheritance from his finger, his injury would recover quickly. And Duan Ling also found that as Zhao Jie's acceptance of the inheritance time increased, the damage that the immortal finger could cause to his body began to slowly weaken.

"That's not a way, the stronger he is, the less damage the immortal finger will do to him, and my advantage will become smaller and smaller. Duan Ling looked at Zhao Jie, who was kneeling on one knee and spitting out blood, and his eyes looked at the long sword that Honglie was holding in both hands again.

He quickly approached Hongyeol's corpse, and the pressure continued to attack him. Compared with the first approach before, he was obviously more struggling with injuries at the moment. But he still gritted his teeth, and the vitality of Cangtianmu continued to recover at the fastest speed. He knew that as long as he finally cut off the regenerative finger and connect it to Honglie's real finger, even if he had any major injuries on his body, he would be able to recover all the injuries from Honglie's inheritance golden light like Zhao Jie in an instant.

Duan Ling had already ignored all the injuries on his body, and the moment he stood in front of Honglie again, his whole person completely turned into a bloody person. He gasped for breath and looked at the sword that had spelled him away.

"Senior Honglie, please let go of your mind, feel your true remnant finger, if you have a spirit in the dark, please lend me your sword. Duan Ling silently spoke in his heart, his palm instantly grabbed into the air, and the floating immortal finger suddenly flew into his palm.

Duan Ling once again glanced at the long sword in Honglie's hand, gritting his teeth and grabbing at the hilt of his sword. Since this sword belongs to Honglie, the only person it will not exclude is Honglie alone. If you take this sword with the breath on Hongyeol's fingers, can you take the sword out of Honglie's hand?

His hands holding Honglie's fingers approached in an instant, and his physical cultivation had already been run to the extreme, ready for the impact of being shocked by this sword again. Finally, Duan Ling's hands were already on the hilt of the sword, and the hilt of the sword did not have the same repulsive power against him as before, but at this moment, the blue light soared, exuding an extremely domineering aura.

Duan Ling was overjoyed in his heart, the sword did not have the power to repel him, which proved that it had accepted himself. He gripped the hilt of the sword and pulled it out of Hongyeol's hand in an instant. At this moment, there seemed to be a roar in his mind, this was the roar of the sword in his hand, as if what he was holding in his hand was not a sword, but a fierce beast that was extremely eager to drink blood.

"How could he pick up that sword, why did such a treasure fall into his hands, I don't accept it" Zhao Jie's eyes were blood-red, that was a treasure that belonged to him, as long as he completed the inheritance, his body would have a fierce aura, and the sword would therefore belong to him.

However, Duan Ling had already held this sword in his hand before he had obtained its inheritance, how could this not make Zhao Jie go berserk?

"What is he going to do?"

In the eyes that everyone couldn't understand at all, under the constant surprise and fear in Zhao Jie's heart, Duan Ling held his sword in both hands and swung it towards Honglie.