The instantaneous change made all the monks who paid attention to the sword platform shocked, and even the expressions on their faces instantly froze, without the slightest change, I didn't expect that the powerhouse of the Tongshen Realm was so terrifying? This is still a wisp of remnant soul, it is already so terrifying, I really don't know how strong the real Venerable Monk can be. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Lin Luo's death, in the hearts of this group of monks who still had other thoughts, was like a heavy hammer hitting their hearts, and they only realized at this moment that this was not another place, this was the tomb of a strong person in the Divine Realm who had ascended to the throne, even if this strong man only had a wisp of remnant soul left, it was not something that an existence like them could easily shake.

And now, Yang Xuan is favored by him, which means that this inheritance has nothing to do with himself and others, no matter how unwilling you are, no matter how angry you are, it will be useless, unless you have the courage and strength to challenge the powerhouse of the Tongshen realm.

But this is impossible, everyone is slandered in their hearts, even if a strong person who has gone through many catastrophes comes here, he can't please him.

For a while, the field fell into an extremely delicate atmosphere, and an emotion called jealousy grew in everyone's hearts, for a long time, but they could only sigh helplessly, and took advantage of the fact that the power of the Thunder Sword Platform space was lost, and walked towards the way they came.

They didn't feel like they were going to experience it again.

To this day, the fat man's face is still full of horror, everything that happened in the meantime seems to him like a dream, whether it is the mighty golden dragon and blue phoenix, or the shocking divine thunder of the gods, not to mention the extremely fierce and sharp sword shadow.

Slightly dejected, he walked to Youruo's side, staring blankly at Yang Xuan, who was facing away from them and slowly moving forward on the top of the Thunder Sword Platform.

He ...... Got the legacy?"

"Hmm"

"How did you get it?"

With a strange look, the fat man clearly saw the whole process in his eyes, but now he asked like this, turned his head, and looked at the fat man with a sluggish face, but he couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

"Uh...... What are you laughing at?"

In fact, he didn't blame him, with his insight and vision, he was still surprised for a long time.

"It's nothing, Yang Xuan's inheritance is accidental and inevitable...... Don't stay here, I'm afraid this inheritance will take a long time."

"Oh......" The fat man replied as if he hadn't come back to his senses yet.

Seeing such a situation, Yu Ruo sighed helplessly, "In this tomb, the vitality of heaven and earth is strong, and it is a good place for cultivation, so we have to wait for Yang Xuan to complete the inheritance, don't waste this opportunity"

After speaking, pulling the fat man with a sluggish face, the two of them also walked towards the way they came, and the place where the big thunder sword platform was empty in an instant, only the silver thunder that jumped and flashed from time to time flowed indefinitely.

......

"Your little guy's little girlfriend is good, and it seems that her identity is not simple......"

A sudden exclamation came out, Yang Xuan's heart was slightly cold, and it was not until this moment that he noticed that behind the ancient sword weapon inserted upside down in the middle of the sword platform, there was an incomparably illusory old man sitting upright, with short and sleek hair, old eyebrows and eyes, mottled wrinkles, and a pair of big dry hands on his knees, looking at him with a smile.

Although it was a remnant soul, the terrifying coercion that escaped from his body still made Yang Xuan secretly frightened, and it was a little difficult to breathe.

"Oh, this state of the deity is too long......" With this murmur, the old man's wild and fierce momentum instantly converged, and the field was suddenly light, but there was no longer the slightest coercion, and the old man at this moment looked like a kind ordinary old man, amiable.

"Are you feeling better now?"

"Junior Yang Xuan, thank you seniors for saving your life" Yang Xuan's state recovered, and he hugged his fists and bowed deeply at the moment, if there was no old man to help him in the crisis, with the danger at that time, even if Lin Luo's sword could not kill Yang Xuan, he would definitely be seriously injured.

"Hehe, how could the person chosen by the old man to inherit be killed so easily?"

The old man said indifferently, and a faint smile appeared between the old man's eyebrows.

"Yang Xuan boy, the old man asks you, what is the relationship between you and that old guy in Dao Canglan?"

"The younger generation doesn't know, and I hope the seniors will make it clear"

"Hmm...... This is strange," the old man heard Yang Xuan's words, and his expression didn't seem to be fake, and he fell into doubt, "Could it be that there are other Nine Heavens Destruction Divine Thunder in this world?"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Xuan was stunned in place, and a brilliant golden thunder shot out from his palm, swirling continuously, exuding a strong aura, which was different from before, but it was a little more agile.

The old man's cloudy eyes lit up, and his eyes looked at the churning thunder arc, "Yes, that's it, I haven't felt the breath for a long time, hehe......"

"Senior, this Nine Heavens Golden Thunder was obtained by the junior by chance on the top of an unknown green mountain, and it was indeed obtained from the inheritance of another senior, but whether it is the sword in your mouth or not, the younger generation does not know, just because the senior did not mention the name"

"Oh, hehe, but he's right, and only that unashamed old bastard can do such a thing...... In a blink of an eye, three thousand years have passed, and that old guy has not been able to defeat the laws of heaven and earth after all, and he will ...... further."

Speaking of this, the old man was slightly sad, and his cloudy old eyes showed endless sorrow, as if he was reminiscing about the years when he was once green.

When Yang Xuan heard this, he was shocked in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh, three thousand years is so long, it is difficult for him, a person who has only been practicing for a few years, to understand.

It's not easy to disturb at the moment, in his memory, the predecessor of the nameless green mountain, who stopped at the realm of creation and transformation in the message, has not broken through for hundreds of years, and sits in the cave with resentment, which seems to be completely different from what the venerable remnant soul in front of him said.

"It's a beautiful misunderstanding, it's rare to have someone who can make your predecessors remember it so much......"

"Hmm, that old guy still has learned a technique, messing with a cloak, and practicing blood slaughter...... I see that the aura around you is majestic and solemn, not as evil as his exercises......"

Yang Xuan was stunned, the chaotic cloak technique, as well as the blood slaughter, were all taken away by Bu Feng to cultivate, if this was the case, that senior was almost sure that it was the person who was well known to the venerable remnant soul in front of him, but why did that senior leave a letter like that? Yang Xuan was extremely puzzled.

After thinking about it, Yang Xuan still explained the whole thing, but he was quite skeptical in his words.

"It's not wrong, that old guy is willing to do such a trick to fool people, hehe......" The old man's illusory and dry hand patted the thigh of the sitting cross-legged, as if he was a little happy, and his cloudy old eyes seemed to linger on Yang Xuan's body for a moment, and he opened his eyes slightly.

"Hmm, Haoran Xuanjing, Bai Cangke, the little guy has got a lot of dazzling opportunities?"

"Seniors know Bai Cangke's seniors?" Yang Xuan's tone became more and more excited, he found the mortal dust pen from the secret realm of the flood and desolation, and on the stone wall, there were poems written by Bai Cangke's predecessors and another senior.

"It's not just acquaintance, old friends, a wolf sweeps the world, and half a volume of poetry sighs for the common people...... You've inherited his mantle thoroughly...... Hmm, I can feel the smell of some old objects in you."

"What an enviable boy...... The inheritance of the three of us has almost all fallen on you, tsk ......"

At this point, Yang Xuan was a little embarrassed, the thing of chance and luck was really uncertain, and Yang Xuan never thought that he had anything to do with the so-called heavenly person.

"All these things under your control are unpredictable, I hope you will not be humiliated"

Yang Xuan's heart froze, he had already seen that whether it was the mortal dust pen, the living spirit inkstone, or the Haoran Xuanjing, or the Nine Heavens Golden Thunder, they were not ordinary things, since the beginning of his practice, he had successively obtained these treasures, helping him through countless crises and dangers, Yang Xuan had always been respectful of them, rather than treating them as his own treasures and driving them at will.

"Ability means responsibility, the stronger your strength, the more you need to bear in the future, I'm afraid there will be, this, your companion, even your little girlfriend, can't escape"

"Fat man and Youruo?" Yang Xuan frowned deeply, what the senior in front of him said was extremely vague, but there was a faint expectation, as if there would be some big scene waiting for them, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, Yang Xuan was convinced of this.

As if seeing his doubts, the old man smiled slightly, "I can't tell you too much about this matter, but in the future, you will understand"

"Dare to ask the name of the senior"

"Hehe, the old man is just a dead man, he was loved by his colleagues, and he got the name of angry thunder, but after too long, his real name has been forgotten......"

Hearing this, Yang Xuan was no longer entangled, gave a deep salute, and then stared at the ancient sword weapon in front of the old man with shining eyes, inserted into the middle of the sword platform, and his intuition told him that the inheritance was on this sword.

"The vision is good" The old man smiled and said slowly, "This sword is called Benlei, it is the sword of the old man's early years, and it has accompanied me to fight all my life, and now, it is time to find a new master for it."

Speaking of this, the old man's illusory expression instantly became fierce and became extremely solemn, and he suddenly shouted softly, "Yang Xuan, pull out the Ben Thunder Sword and get the inheritance of the deity"

"Follow what your predecessors said"

With a somewhat excited response, Yang Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up, his eyes fell on the three-foot Qingfeng who was still surging with thunder, and his big hand instantly grasped the hilt of the sword, and suddenly, a strong momentum once again swung in the already peaceful field, setting off a monstrous coercion, with Yang Xuan as the center, churning and roaring around.

The brilliant thunder roared again in the space, as if it was pulled, and from Yang Xuan's body, the golden thunder instantly rose violently, and the thunder mark that the silver sword body and the sword hilt wanted to contact turned into gold inch by inch, which was extremely dazzling.

"Ben Thunder Sword, Up"

Suddenly, with a loud roar, Yang Xuan's arms were forced, and the endless crackling sound resounded again and again, only to see the Thunder Sword Body that was directly inserted into the middle of the sword platform, and was slowly pulled out by it, every inch that was pulled out, the surrounding thunder was furious, until the half-blade appeared, and the thunder in the field became a vortex, roaring wildly around Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan's eyes were full of solemnity, mixed with a hint of expectation, only to feel that the Thunder Sword in his hand instantly became a lot lighter, as if he had pulled it out without stagnation, at the moment his heart was horizontal, and he used a fierce force, accompanied by the bright sword light that appeared in the sky, thundering into a beast, and roaring continuously.

Outside the portal, in the main hall, dozens of people sat cross-legged, and suddenly, an incomparably violent momentum escaped from the portal, making everyone's hearts tremble violently.

Looking back, I was stunned and understood what had happened.

"I'm afraid the inheritance has begun......"

"Hmph, jealous guy, such a powerful inheritance is really ......"

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, no matter who it was, seeing this unnatural opportunity happening in front of them, they absolutely couldn't suppress the jealousy in their hearts, but at this moment, they could only complain on their lips.

Lin Luo's death, in the eyes of everyone, became the most powerful deterrent.