Chapter 338: Inheritance Appears

"These two brocade boxes...... I'm going to ask for the Ten Thousand Beast Gate!"

A faint voice suddenly resounded in the main hall, and those disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect who had been silent and almost forgotten were actually announcing the ownership of the last two brocade boxes in an extremely domineering manner. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You are an old ......" As Li Wujiang's words fell, a guy who didn't know the identity of the disciple of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect stepped out, and just when he wanted to scold, above the bronze hall, an explosion suddenly sounded, and then everyone saw a figure in the air flying down, and when he swept past the young man, a finger hole suddenly appeared between the opponent's eyebrows, and blood slowly flowed down the eyebrows.

This scene suddenly made everyone take a hard breath, and looked at Li Wujiang who was wiping his fingers with some distraction, and couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

"This is the strength of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect?"

Yang Ming, who has been paying attention to Li Wujiang, also felt a chill in his heart after seeing the sudden scene, when the other party made a move just now, he didn't even see it clearly, which shows how terrible the latter's speed is.

At the same time, the pupils of these top geniuses like Ling Yan also contracted suddenly, and the moment Li Wujiang made a move, he felt that his heart seemed to stop beating, and the speed of the other party's shot made him smell a trace of death.

"It's so deep!" the corners of Ling Yan's mouth twitched slightly, and he muttered secretly in his heart.

At this time, whether it was Yang Ming, Ling Yan, or the little monster from the Northern Demon Palace, they were all looking at Li Wujiang very vigilantly at this time, and listed him as the number one enemy.

"Fortunately, I don't have any desire for the temple inheritance, otherwise it would definitely be a headache to meet such a terrible character. Smacked his lips slightly, Yang Ming couldn't help but think secretly in his heart.

"Who still has an opinion?" Li Wujiang's indifferent eyes glanced at everyone, and the cold voice spread throughout the entire bronze hall.

Li Wujiang made a clean shot, instantly shocking the dozens of people who were eyeing him behind him, and at this time, no one was willing to step forward to be cannon fodder, so he could only watch Yang Ming and them open the black gold brocade box.

"Scrolls?"

Looking at the first brocade box he opened, the thing inside turned out to be an exercise, with five shining big characters on it, "Ancient Xuanlong Jue", and after a careful look, I found that this exercise is a first-class low-grade martial arts, and cultivation to the extreme can transform people's internal strength into dragon travel, and it is difficult to have opponents at the same level.

Seeing that this is an exercise, although it is a first-class grade, it doesn't seem to be of any use to Yang Ming, because he doesn't know how many times the exercise in front of him is how many times better this exercise in front of him, so Yang Ming is a little disappointed with the first brocade box.

Originally, Yang Ming had extremely high expectations for these brocade boxes, if he could open a clever swordsmanship, it would undoubtedly be extremely important for Yang Ming now, but unfortunately, the exercises in this brocade box seemed to be useless to him.

After pondering for a moment, Yang Ming casually put the scroll into his arms, and then under the envious and jealous eyes of others, he opened the second brocade box again.

"It's the Codex!"

When I opened this fixed brocade box, I found that it was also a scroll, which recorded some strange things, and when Yang Ming's gaze swept over the last line of handwriting, his heart suddenly beat violently.

"Scams, they're all scams, and the four forbidden inheritances are all scams......"

Seeing this line of handwriting, Yang Ming's eyes turned left and right, and found that he did not set his eyes on himself, everyone was looking at the harvest in their hands, and the corners of their eyes could hardly hide their joy.

Seeing this, Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, took the codex into his arms without leaving a trace, and retreated quietly.

But when he wanted to leave, the skeleton coiled next to the stone sword suddenly shook, and the grinding sound of "click" sounded in the bronze hall, and two grooves suddenly appeared in front of it, and two strange round boxes slowly rose from the grooves.

"This should be the real temple inheritance, right?" Looking at the round box inside the two grooves, Yang Ming's pupils suddenly contracted violently, and he couldn't help but think secretly in his heart.

When everyone saw the two round boxes that suddenly appeared, their eyes suddenly turned blood-red, even the guys of the Zihua Sect and the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect were no exception, because they understood that the thirteen black gold brocade boxes just now were just an appetizer, and these two round boxes were the real temple inheritance.

At the moment when the round box appeared, the inside of the bronze hall suddenly fell silent, and it was almost audible when a needle dropped, only the sound of rapid and heavy breathing.

Looking at the people who were like evil wolves, Yang Ming couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, he believed that the first person to make a move at this time would probably be torn to pieces by everyone.

Therefore, for a while, no one took the lead.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit stalemate, Yang Ming's body quietly retreated, and finally returned to Wen Ruyu and the others, calmly watching the situation of the wolves in the field.

At this time, as long as you have a little experience in the rivers and lakes, I am afraid you can smell a thick smell of blood.

In this silent atmosphere, someone finally couldn't bear this kind of suppression, and took the first step out, rushing in front of the skeleton, but before he could get close to the skeleton, his body was split in half by an extremely terrifying sword, and his face was full of disbelief before he died.

"Idiot!" Seeing this scene, Yang Ming couldn't help but shake his head and cursed in his heart.

For these guys who are consumed by interests, Yang Ming will never have a trace of pity in his heart, because these people have been bewitched by treasures and have lost their usual calm and wit, now, these people can do anything, so it is not a pity for them to die.

Since this guy was split in half, the stalemate seemed to find an outlet, and the quiet bronze hall seemed to be thrown into a bombshell, boiling in an instant.

"Boom......"

Ling Yan, who was close to the front, rushed to the front of the skeleton with red eyes, and at the same time, the people of the Northern Demon Palace and the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate were not slow, and almost in the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of the skeleton, and several people and horses suddenly collided together.

At this time, no one pays attention to their identity, and no one will be afraid of your strength, now in the eyes of these people, there are only two round boxes in front of the skeleton, as long as they get these two boxes, they will be the future masters of Yunzhou, and it is not impossible to even enter other states.

Thinking of this, they who have always prided themselves on being the pride of the sky, their breathing couldn't help but become heavier.

(To be continued.) )