In this stalemate atmosphere, Yang Ming didn't pay much attention to it, but silently recorded the mantra of the exercises on the broken stone sword, and at the same time, the people below the sinkhole put on a look like they were going to fight for the bones under the stone sword. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

For this skeleton, more than a dozen corpses have appeared under the sinkhole, and next to these corpses, there are thirteen fixed black gold brocade boxes, judging by the death of these people, they must have found a dispute over these brocade boxes before their deaths, so that they finally died in the hands of others.

Looking at these faintly revealing brocade boxes, everyone can smell a trace of ancient breath from them, presumably these boxes have gone through a lot of years, looking at these black gold boxes with dark light, the eyes of the disciples of the various sects can't help but redden.

At this time, Wen Ruyu's gaze swept over the pair of scarlet eyes, and he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, if they really took the risk of fighting for the inheritance of the temple, they would probably end up like a corpse on the ground.

Suddenly, Wen Ruyu's gaze couldn't help but fall on Yang Ming, who was sitting on a plate of cultivation, hoping that he could wake up as soon as possible and give himself and others an idea, whether to rob this temple inheritance or not.

"Kill!"

In the groaning bronze hall, a cold shout broke the peace, and then a powerful aura erupted from the main hall, and one after another figures rushed to the side of the skeletal skeleton like locusts crossing the border.

There are only thirteen black gold boxes, but there are dozens of forces here, and everyone is bound to get the black gold gold box, so that a big war broke out in an instant.

When the first person jumped off the sinkhole, the overwhelming figures staggered with each other, and the sound of weapons clashing was constantly heard, and after a while, the figures vomited blood and flew out, and finally smashed down on the copper wall of the sinkhole.

The blood gradually stained the entire sinkhole, seeing such a cruel scene, Wen Rulong and the others couldn't help but brow violently, and their originally hot eyes gradually cooled down, and they found that some guys who were stronger than them were actually beheaded by life in the chaotic battle.

Hundreds of people, after a brutal battle, not a minute before anyone else died, scarlet blood stained the huge stone statue, the scene was simply shocking.

And as the battle for treasures entered the white heat, some people even faintly showed signs of madness, and the angry scolding in their mouths turned into wild laughter.

Looking at the somewhat out of control situation, the faces of some guys watching the fire from the other side suddenly became very solemn, and they hurriedly stopped their own colleagues who were about to move, they didn't want to fall into this slaughterhouse.

This first batch of people who rushed to the sinkhole were almost all people who were carried away by no treasures, but those who had stronger self-control were all sitting on the side watching the tiger fight, without a trace of making a move, including Zihuazong, the Northern Demon Palace, these guys, when their eyes fell on Yang Ming, who was sitting cross-legged at the exit of the cave, they couldn't help but be stunned, and they found that the latter did not pay attention to the battle in the sinkhole, but his eyes were stunned, this ......

In the face of such a brutal fighting scene, it is impossible for anyone to remain calm, but Yang Ming seems to be indifferent to this, as if he is thinking about something.

"Does he really not care about the inheritance of the temple?" Suddenly, everyone coincidentally had the same thought, and they were relieved at the moment, it seems that the other party still believes in his words, only those who are suspicious by nature still have a skeptical attitude,

Seeing such a strange scene, Ling Yan and the others couldn't help but shake their heads and smile bitterly, they really couldn't understand it, but the more this was the case, the more vigilant they became, and they didn't let down their guard against Yang Ming at all.

In the midst of the brutal battle, the collision of weapons, the roar before death, the angry shouting before the explosion, and so on, slowly filled this bronze hall, and the bloody scene was like a huge Shura slaughterhouse.

In this regard, Yang Ming still maintained a state of indifference, his eyes kept staring at the handwriting on the stone sword, although the stone sword at this time had been dyed red with blood, but this did not prevent Yang Ming from reading and remembering, from beginning to end, his face did not change at all, as if the massacre under the sinkhole had nothing to do with him.

In the cold fight, time always flies quickly, an hour of time passes in a blink of an eye, when he Yang Ming wrote down the last word on the stone sword, he will be coherent in the "Nine Keys of the Mountain", after seeing that there is no more missing, this slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and the ecstasy in his heart can no longer be contained.

"This trip to the Ancient Jedi is worth it!" said silently as he grabbed his sleeve tightly with his fist, forcibly holding back the excitement in his heart.

Seeing Yang Ming slowly stand up and stretch happily, Wen Ruyu said angrily, "Have you rested?"

"It's okay" Yang Ming couldn't help but yawn, and then asked with a smile: "The situation doesn't seem to be optimistic now!"

"Alas, for the sake of the temple inheritance, these people seem to be crazy!" Looking at the corpses in the bronze sinkhole, Wen Ruyu couldn't bear to say in her heart.

"Hehe, people die for money, birds die for food, this is the rivers and lakes, and it is also the hearts of the people!" Yang Ming waved his hand slightly and said with a wry smile.

Hearing this, Wen Ruyu and the others couldn't help but be silent, if it weren't for Yang Ming not letting them act rashly, coupled with Wen Ruyu's obstruction, maybe, among the corpses below, I am afraid that there is also their share, every time they think of this, Wen Rulong and the others still feel a little palpitating.

"This is the price of becoming stronger!" Looking at the hideous heads in the sinkhole, Yang Ming couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Yang Ming, what should we do next?Could it be that they are like this, wantonly killing for the sake of the temple inheritance?" Wen Ruyu turned her head with a somewhat confused look, her beautiful eyes full of fear.

Seeing this, Yang Ming couldn't help but sigh slightly, his face was full of helplessness, although he had already been mentally prepared, but he was still shocked by this bloody scene.

"Don't worry, I don't need your help, although I can't guarantee that you will be able to get the inheritance, but I will never let you go home empty-handed. With that, Yang Ming jumped out of the cave and landed next to Ling Yan and the others, who were quietly enjoying the show.

"What's the matter, Brother Yang, are you also interested in these black gold brocade boxes?" Seeing the sudden figure, Ling Yan's pupils also constricted, and he immediately asked with a smile.

"I don't know who said they weren't interested in the temple inheritance?"

At this time, the voice of the blood boy was also yin and yang, and it also sounded in everyone's ears. (To be continued.) )