860. Chapter 860: Homologous Martial Arts

This time, Fang Lin was not hindered in any way, and stepped into the last hall extremely smoothly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

When Fang Lin entered, the people outside and the people inside were all very stunned, and even some people didn't react.

"What's going on? Could it be that the circle has been restored?" someone was surprised, and immediately stepped forward, wanting to try it too.

As a result, it still can't get in, and the obstructive power of the circle still exists.

At this moment, many people were stunned, and Elder Huang was also confused, there was indeed something wrong with the magic circle, it stands to reason that no one should be able to enter, why did Fang Lin suddenly go in again?

Not to mention how surprised the people outside were, the dozen or so people in the main hall, except for Long Zhiming, everyone else looked at Fang Lin with different eyes.

Dugu Nian and Mo Yun were naturally delighted, Fang Lin nodded towards the two of them, and then looked at Long Zhiming, who seemed to have settled down.

The feeling of warmth in the palm of his hand was still there, and even more intense, and the source of the reaction of the Supreme Sanctuary seemed to be this dragon knowing his fate.

"There's weirdness here. Fang Lin secretly said in his heart, sitting down cross-legged beside Dugu Nian and Mo Yun.

"Continue to cultivate and strive for something to gain. Fang Lin said to the two.

Both of them nodded and continued to devote themselves to cultivation.

Fang Lin closed his eyes, but his consciousness was communicating with the Supreme Temple, wanting to use the power of the Supreme Temple to see through all kinds of things here.

Outside the hall, everyone was in a hurry, and they kept trying to enter the last hall, but still no one could step in.

Fang Lin's entry was completely inexplicable, which made those people feel a burst of envy and jealousy, and even some doubts, this Fang Lin was not the descendant of a certain big man in the Dan League, and this was the privilege he had?

Elder Huang went to check the situation of the magic circle again, it was true that it had not recovered, there were still problems, but Fang Lin was able to walk in, which was really a bit unexpected.

"I'm afraid there is a big opportunity here. Elder Huang could only say that.

The people of the Zhu and Xu families were all gloomy, they were still laughing at Fang Lin for not being able to enter this last hall before, but now they went in so casually, and they themselves were still trapped outside, and no one could enter.

"Damn, why is this kid always so lucky!" The people of the Xu and Zhu families could only comfort themselves like this, thinking that Fang Lin was lucky.

But such luck is really envious.

In the main hall, Ling Zhongri's eyes flickered, he had seen Fang Lin blocked out of the magic circle before, not to mention how happy he was, he almost didn't jump up.

At present, Lin came in, which made Ling Zhongri feel very uncomfortable.

"Hmph! Even if you can come in, in this last hall, whether you can gain something depends on personal chance, if you are unlucky, if you come in, it means that you don't come in. Ling Zhongri said coldly in his heart.

But having said that, Ling Zhongri was also a little worried about himself, if the person who got nothing was himself, it would be too embarrassing.

Not only Ling Zhongri, but the others in the main hall at this moment all had the same worries, for fear that they would not get any gains.

There is only one person, the most special, and that is Long Zhifang.

When everyone had their own thoughts, Long Zhiming had already fallen into a mysterious state, unable to hear any sound and not feel the existence of other people.

There was only a vague light and shadow in front of him, sitting cross-legged with him, as if he was saying something to himself, but Long Zhiming couldn't hear his voice clearly.

In such a mysterious state, Long Zhiming felt that there seemed to be something gradually in his mind, as if it was an extremely powerful martial art.

Although he couldn't feel the situation in the outside world, his consciousness and heart were very clear and calm, and Long Zhiming knew that he had begun to obtain the martial arts inheritance of this last hall.

There was no surprise or joy, Long Zhiming thought that this was what he deserved, and in this Infinite War Palace, the person who was most qualified for everything was himself.

Even Fang Lin, in the eyes of Long Zhiming, was just a weak person, he had his own self-confidence and strength.

Rumble!

Suddenly, there was a surging aura surging out of Long Zhiming's body, and everyone around him was suddenly shocked.

"What a terrifying breath! Has the fateful eldest brother already gained something?" Long Xunhai said with a shocked expression.

Although I am not sure, looking at the appearance of Long Zhifang, he is indeed contemplating an extremely powerful martial art, which is why such a powerful aura is inadvertently revealed.

"This guy, why is he so powerful?" Dugu Nian frowned and said.

At this moment, even Fang Lin had to admit that this dragon knew his fate was indeed very surprising, and it had not been long before he entered this last hall, and he had already begun to obtain the inheritance of martial arts, and the others didn't even have a clue at all, the gap was really a bit big.

"Here, it is not the Supreme Temple, but it also has some origins with the Supreme Temple, and there is a martial art of the Supreme Temple. Fang Lin said in his heart, through the induction of the Supreme Temple, he already basically knew the situation here.

"The martial arts of the Supreme Temple, since I am the descendant of the Supreme Temple, I can't let you get it so easily. Fang Lin glanced at Long Zhifang, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he communicated with the Supreme Sanctuary again.

Fang Lin wanted to use the existence of the Supreme Temple to attract the Supreme Temple Martial Arts that remained here.

However, Fang Lin is not very sure whether it can be effective, but at the moment, there is only this method to try.

"Huh?" Long Zhiming suddenly felt that the figure sitting cross-legged in front of him became a lot dimmer, and the voice that kept ringing was also intermittent, as if it would disappear at any time.

In this way, it also affected Long Zhiming's acquisition of martial arts inheritance.

"What's going on?" Long Zhiming was shocked in his heart, but he couldn't do anything but be anxious.

"It works!" Fang Lin was secretly happy in his heart, after his consciousness communicated with the Supreme Temple, he urged a trace of the breath of the Supreme Temple, and it really attracted the martial arts inheritance that existed in the underworld.

Perhaps it was due to the relationship of the same origin, and in Fang Lin's Supreme Temple, there was immediately an additional vague figure.

"That's it!" Seeing this, Fang Lin immediately ran the Supreme Sanctuary and suppressed this blurred figure at once.

The figure sensed that something was wrong and wanted to escape, but it was too late, it was just the embodiment of a martial arts brand, but the Supreme Temple contained a variety of martial arts, and it had a homologous aura, which could be easily suppressed.