Duanmu Yu glanced at Lin Zhiwen's back, a sad smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and there seemed to be a kind of relief in his eyes, and then he went to the ground and said to Lin Zhiwen's back: "Young master, the old servant is good at making claims, causing the young master to distrust the old servant, the old servant doesn't blame the young master, and the old servant can't follow the left and right in the future, so please ask the young master to put his own safety first, and the old servant will go!"

After that, Duanmu Yu was really aura, and the next moment he trembled, and then the whole person fell to the ground softly, and Lin Zhiwen suddenly looked back at Duanmu Yu who fell to the ground, and in the same way, there was a complicated light in his eyes, he didn't expect that this Duanmu Yu really committed suicide like this, after cultivating for so many years, he gave up so easily, and then sighed lightly, and said to himself after retracting his gaze: " Yun Xiangkong, it seems that you really have received a loyal servant to rely on, but it's a pity that he is your loyal servant, but I can't use him, if he can treat me like you, maybe my future road will be much easier, but it's a pity that he only has you as the master in his heart!"

After entering the dry door, Lin Zhiwen couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, where he looked, piles of magic weapons were piled up in a mess throughout the room, leaving only a path for the two of them to walk in parallel, 100,000 magic weapons, just Lin Zhiwen glanced at the estimate, anyway, these are all his, so he didn't bother to count the specific number with his divine sense, so at this moment Lin Zhiwen's mind has been attracted by a huge altar, there is a milky white jade slip in the center of the altar, Lin Zhiwen stared at the jade slip, step by step on the altar, after picking up the jade slip, the divine sense swept, and he understood in an instant, what is the so-called inheritance of the Octagon Pagoda.

In fact, the inheritance of the Octagon Pagoda is a huge magic weapon, or an artifact, after Yunxiang became a god, there was no weapon in hand, so it was prepared, and he plundered everywhere and robbed all day long, in addition to avenging the dragon clan, another reason was because he needed the treasure of heaven and earth to forge his artifact, but unfortunately this huge artifact was made, and he also offended all the major forces, and finally he died and did not use this artifact, because he did not have the opportunity to use his artifact until he diedAs long as he refines all the eight doors and eight locks, he can collect this artifact as much as he wants, but before his strength is less than the god level, this inheritance octagon tower is actually a plaything, a plaything that can be big and small, and can also be stored.

Eight doors, Lin Zhiwen must go in one by one, refining the altars in them, which is the so-called eight locks, and at the same time, inside the eight doors, he can also harvest countless magic weapons, pills, cheats, and even heavenly treasures, but there is no refining material, because all the refining materials have been refined into the inheritance Bafang Pagoda by Yunxiangkong.

Besides, outside, Lin Zhiwen entered the tenth day of the inheritance of the Octagon Pagoda, and the two people who had been on the alert, Evil Madness and Duan Qingyu, finally ushered in their first guest, although this guest looked quite down, but with the strength of a scattered immortal, and a thick bloody killing machine, even the Evil Madness and Duan Qingyu were a little trembling after seeing it, this person was also one of the strong people who came in together before.

"Why didn't you two go in! If you don't mind, you can let me in?" After seeing the evil madness and Duan Qingyu, the visitor frowned, pointed to the open door behind them and asked, and at the same time had a faint look of vigilance, after all, anyone who saw this scene would be a little suspicious.

"Your Excellency doesn't have to go in, because my master has already gone in, and no one can go in until my master comes out!"

"The old man of the Ancient Fantasy Sect Cui Gengqi, the two Taoist friends are also strong immortals, and they actually call a junior the master, haven't you ever thought about how that person is qualified to be your master! Besides, your master is really unkind, he actually went in by himself, but left the two of you to wait here to stop the people who came after, does he really think that he can stop the people who come after him with the two of them!" Cui Gengqi looked at the evil madness and Duan Qingyu, and immediately understood that this was the junior in the realm of Yudan who entered by himself, but left the two guys in front of him to stop the latecomers and buy time for him, which was completely a plan to swallow the treasure alone, so after he directly reported his name, he sowed discord by the way, although Cui Gengqi was confident that he was in the cultivation world, and he was also a strong man with a good name, and he didn't know that there were not many people in Cui Gengqi, and he still didn't want to fight with the two scattered immortals, and if he won, it would consume a lot.

"Ancient Fantasy Sect, Cui Gengqi!" "Evil Madness and Duan Qingyu glanced at each other, none of them had heard of this sect, it stands to reason that with Cui Gengqi's strength, he should have been famous in the cultivation world a long time ago, even if they hadn't seen it, they should have heard of this person, but at this moment they actually had a very strange feeling, it was very weird.

Seeing the evil madness and Duan Qingyu's face, Cui Gengqi raised his eyebrows, and then said: "I see, you two are afraid that they are scattered immortals from the third-class plane, hmph, it is actually a group of dirt buns, then the old man will not talk nonsense with you, just get out of the way today, otherwise, the old man will not mind killing you!" The third-class plane, for Cui Gengqi, who exists and the second-class plane, is not a concern at all, if they can descend to the third-class plane, with the strength of their ancient illusion sect, they can easily sweep the entire third-class plane, after all, the strongest person in the third-class plane is also the scattered immortals, and the existence of the immortal level cannot survive and cultivate in the third-class plane, and the third-class plane means that the spell is poor, and the bottom of the strength, in terms of the same realm, the second-class plane is definitely much stronger than the people in the third-class plane.

"What third-class plane, Cui Gengqi, there are two of us guarding here today, you don't want to go in, unless you can kill us, but, do you really have any strength to kill us!" Evil Madness looked at Cui Gengqi and said coldly, facing Cui Gengqi, Evil Madness did not feel any threat of death, so he knew that even if this person had some strength, it would be like that, and the two of them could definitely take him.

"It's really ignorant, let you know now, the gap between the second-class plane and the third-class plane, you are so desperate for death, how can the old man not fulfill you!

"Duan Qingyu, fight quickly!" "The evil madman saw Cui Gengqi make a move, and then as he spoke, he also used his magical powers, because he knew that he didn't know how many enemies there were in the back, and it would be very unfavorable to them if it dragged on for a long time, so they could only kill the opponent as soon as possible, lest there would be more and more people in a while, and they would not be able to block this door in the end.

"Boom!" Cui Gengqi urged the supernatural attack, and was directly blocked by the fist of the evil madness, and the evil madness's fist burned with raging flames, and at the same time, Duan Qingyu appeared as soon as he shook his body, and the speed of almost teleportation appeared in front of Cui Gengqi, and the violent attack was directly blocked, and then what made Cui Gengqi's scalp tingle was that this doppelganger exploded directly, regardless of the fact that there was an evil madness next to him.

"Boom!" After a loud bang, Cui Gengqi retreated hundreds of meters in embarrassment, only to be able to block the aftermath of the self-explosion, and the evil madness stood in the position of the self-explosion, the whole person was surrounded by flames, and he did not look like he had been attacked at all.

In the inheritance of the Octagon Pagoda, Lin Zhiwen refined the past door by door, and it took him more than half a month to refine all the eight formations of the Inheritance Octagon Pagoda, and at the same time condensed a drop of his own essence blood and established a trace of connection with the Inheritance Octagon Pagoda, and as soon as his mind moved, the whole person appeared outside the Octagon Pagoda, stretched out his hand, and the huge Inheritance Octagon Pagoda directly turned into a fist and fell into Lin Zhiwen's hands, lifting weights like light.

Holding the inheritance of the Octagon Pagoda, Lin Zhiwen couldn't help laughing out loud, although this artifact can't be used yet, but this is an artifact after all, a magic weapon that can only be used by a god-level powerhouse, he already has it now, and this unexpected trip, he can be said to have gained a lot, not to mention that he got an artifact, that is, those countless magic weapons that exist in the artifact, it is enough to make Lin Zhiwen wake up laughing from sleep.

There are millions of magic weapons, piled up in three rooms, there are all kinds of grades, all kinds of exercise cheats are piled up in two rooms, all kinds of alchemy materials are piled up in two rooms, and pills also occupy one room, these are all him.

After getting these things, even in the face of the sect heritage in the core area of Tianshi Mountain, Lin Zhiwen didn't think that it would be worse than them, or even stronger than them, because these were all snatched by Yun Xiangkong from those powerful sects, and some sects were even destroyed by him, the only thing that made Lin Zhiwen a little regretful was that there was no spar among so many treasures, which was the common currency of the cultivation world.

Although he didn't get the spars, Lin Zhiwen was already satisfied, after all, the value of getting these things was much more real than the spars, if he sold these things, the spars in exchange for these eight rooms might not be able to fit it.

This book comes from reading books