Just as the three mid-stage distracted monks were exploring the statue full of evil aura, the surrounding black aura affected their senses, and none of them noticed a trace of fluctuation flashing behind them, and a figure floated out. (_Bubble & Book & Bar)

The figure that fell in was the junior monk of the early stage of distraction that several people wanted to kill all the way, dialect.

Fang Yan was aware of the three people chasing behind him, personally condensed the formation runes, and introduced a group of distracted mid-stage monks here, naturally they would not let them come in to collect benefits, just like the previous one who was deceived into the Sen Ran Scroll, Fang Yan wanted to calculate them, face the enemy, and want to kill his own enemy, Fang Yan has always had the same or even worse murderous intent, and the embarrassed ones who were chased and killed by them fled a moment ago, but just when Fang Yan sensed the opening of the Wuzu Barren Tomb portal, he knew that the opportunity for revenge that he thought would come after a long time had come in advance。

The dialect that had just flashed out was surrounded by a layer of black mist, without the slightest wave, and the dialect in the black air swept around at will, and with a little sense, he noticed a little residual breath in front of him, and there were faint fluctuations in the distance, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Compared with the dead aura outside, these unknown black qi here are not harmful to dialects, but have some benefits, it is precisely by relying on these black breaths that the Sanskrit Technique has undergone a qualitative change, and here, it can be said to be the home of dialects.

After scanning for a while, he found that the few distracted mid-stage monks who had entered here first had already killed the demon beasts that had been conjured, and the dialect paused in one direction, and then he escaped again, and disappeared from the forest scroll.

Over there, the three mid-stage distraction monks were still surrounding the statue of the ancient beast that was several feet high, looking at the surrounding black qi constantly pouring into the statue, the murderous aura in the statue's eyes became stronger and stronger, no matter who it was, they knew that it was definitely not a good thing to go on all the time, looking at the sharp eyes of the statue, the three mid-stage distraction monks even had a feeling of palpitations.

The three of them have done it repeatedly, wanting to completely collapse the statue directly, but whether it is all kinds of exercises or magic weapon bombardment, before they get close to the body of the statue, they are blocked by a rippling ripple, and then disappear without a trace, not only around the statue, but also on the ground where they are stepping on, and there are also rune fluctuations above their heads, which shocked the three distracted mid-stage monks into the air.

"Wiccan runes?"

"What kind of method is this, even those ancestors in the late stage of distraction are difficult to arrange such a method. ”

I had seen similar runes when I faced the demon beast before, and at this moment, I found a more powerful rune in front of this statue, and the three distracted mid-stage monks who stopped in mid-air looked at the runes flashing around, but they were shocked in their hearts, although this rune is rare, it does not belong to the various practices of ordinary monks, but the three people who have practiced for tens of thousands of years, after all, they can still see that these runes are very similar to the runes used by the Wu clan, but they are much more powerful, or it should be said, they are so powerful that they are boundless.

Suddenly, a thought flashed in the hearts of the three distracted mid-stage monks, and then they looked at each other, and the voices of disbelief came from the throats of the three of them, and the gurgling was as indistinct as if they were talking with a mouthful of water, but each of them understood the words of their companions, and the three of them all spoke the same word: "Ancestor Inheritance?"

The history of the forces of several major sects in the Xuanlan domain is clear to everyone, the Tianxing Sect and the Baiyuan Sect and other major sects are all inherited from ancient times, and now there are no less than ten thousand generations, although there is a trough in the middle, but after all, no one can underestimate the existence of relying on the profound heritage.

There are many sects that are not as good as these sects for thousands of generations, with the geniuses of a certain generation, they have also led their own sects to a very high height, but these are not what many scattered monks yearn for, what many scattered monks really yearn for is the rise of those big forces, the Blood Emperor, the War Emperor, the Martial Emperor, the Bone Emperor, without exception, are all because of the inheritance of an ancient figure, so as to soar to the sky, especially the line of Emperor Wu, which happened tens of thousands of years ago, and now Emperor Wu is still the first generation of Emperor Wu.

Suddenly found that they had actually entered the barren mound left by the ancient figures who were most likely to be as famous as the Blood Ancestor Zhan Ancestor Wu Zu, or even more prestigious, the three of them couldn't believe it for a while, what did it mean, it meant that if they got the inheritance here, they could become the same existence as several ancestors in the Xuanlan Domain in the future.

"Hahahaha, Wu Zu, it's actually Wu Zu Wasteland. The voices of the three people sounded one after another, whether it was the always cautious Zhou Hao Daoist, or the Anxiong Daoist who has always been meticulous, or the powerful Lone Eagle Daoist, they were all the same excitement and inexplicable, no monk would be indifferent in this situation, especially the distracted mid-stage monk who thought he had strength, in the midst of the wild shouting, the three of them had a look of ecstasy on their faces again, more fanatical than when they were outside before, that is, looking at the statue in front of them, it seemed that there was a lot more cordial.

Zhou Haodao was cautious in life, but he was the first to think of others: "Two Daoists, whether it is the real Wuzu Wasteland Tomb or not, we all need to find a way out first." ”

Hearing Zhou Haodao's words, the other two also reacted, they seemed to be excited too early, and now they just found a few similar runes of the Wu clan, whether it is the inheritance of the Wu Ancestor is not certain, it is really the Wu Ancestor Barren Mound, and it is still unknown whether it can be inherited.

"Yes, just now we explored the surroundings, here is a platform of hundreds of feet, surrounded by supreme barriers, just tried it, that is, we bombarded with all our strength, I am afraid that self-damage or even self-explosion will be difficult to blast away, that is no longer an existence that we can recognize, the key should be on these two statues. Suppressing the agitation in his heart, Anxiong Dao's mind spun rapidly, considering the current situation, and expressed his judgment in a moment.

The inference of Anxiong Daoist has always been convinced, and except for two statues and a groove on this platform, there is nothing on it, Lone Eagle Daoist, Zhou Hao Daoist, after hearing it, they all nodded in agreement.

The next thing is that there is no need to discuss too much, just knock down the statue and look at it.

More violent fluctuations flashed immediately, and the three distracted mid-stage monks joined forces to attack, what a power, all kinds of bombardment methods and techniques went towards the standing statue, that is, no matter how strong the rune is, there should always be a limit, the plan of the three is to completely break or grind the rune defense, and then completely destroy the statue.

It's just that what disappointed them was that the power of the runes that flashed from time to time was far beyond their imagination, and the bombardment of the landslide and earth crack was just a faint ripple that spread out, and the Lone Eagle Daoist had already sacrificed the longbow, and a wave that annihilated all things shot towards the statue, but it was still gently blocked by the rune, and the more was only that ripple was a little bigger.

While he was still waving and attacking, Zhou Haodao's voice suddenly sounded: "That statue seems to have moved." ”

The two of them also set their eyes on the statue, and found that the statue's eyes suddenly flashed, and then another wave flickered, and a wave of power suddenly flashed.

"Another seventh-order demon beast?"

"It's still an illusion. ”

"Huh, it's a lot stronger than last time, could it be that this thing will be strengthened again and again?"

"That statue over there should also be conjured at the same time. ”

"Zhou Hao, you go over there first, drag another illusion demon beast down, and I will join forces with An Xiong to kill this one first. ”

Seeing the black mist flashing out in front of them, as well as the figure of the demon beast in it, the three of them immediately shouted, and the last sentence was an order made by the Lone Eagle Daoist.

After answering, Zhou Hao flew towards the place where the fluctuations came from, and disappeared in an instant.

The two of them urged the two of them to use the exercises in their hands, that is, a seventh-order demon beast with enhanced power, and it was still a seventh-order demon beast after all, and it would not make these two experienced people feel a little nervous, and in less than half an hour, the body of the transformed demon beast had already dimmed a lot, and with a miserable cry, it turned into wisps of black qi and was killed again.

At this moment, a miserable voice was heard in the distance, and the two people who were about to escape were immediately startled: "Zhou Hao?"

(Thanks to the two Taoist friends of 'Huamanlou 0216' and 'Small Business' for their encouragement)