The furious black figure with destructive fluctuations stared at Chu Ling on the stone platform below, and then roared sharply and rushed towards the latter overwhelmingly.

The black destructive power penetrated Chu Ling's body, as if it was about to tear his body apart and destroy it.

However, what shocked everyone's eyes was that Chu Ling's footsteps were still as steady as a rock, and there was a rebellious smile on his bewitching face. The slightly thin body stands there like a mountain, unshakable.

"With such a terrifying martial will, he actually endured it?"

In the crowd, many people were shocked and looked at the young man's figure with a dull expression. Even Zhou Xuan, who was sitting in front of the Golden Saint Monument, had a look of surprise flashing in his eyes at this moment.

Immediately, the look in Zhou Xuan's eyes turned into a strong killing intent.

Zhou Xuan is arrogant and thinks very highly of himself. He likes the feeling of being in the limelight, he likes the sense of superiority, and the thrill of standing on top and looking down on everything.

Otherwise, he would not have ascended the Golden Sacred Monument and endured the will of the Martial Dao. What he wanted was for everyone to know that he, Zhou Xuan, was the leader of the younger generation in the Heavenly Extreme Sacred Domain. Sooner or later, the others will prostrate at his feet.

Zhou Xuan's ambition is extremely great, and in Huoyun Prefecture, he is not the only candidate for the Holy Son. Another candidate for the Holy Son, whose strength surpassed him and pressed him everywhere, made Zhou Xuan extremely unhappy in his heart.

Originally, the candidate selected by the Lord of Huoyun Prefecture was not Zhou Xuan, because Zhou Xuan's cultivation had already broken through to the Earth Aspect Realm. In the process of teleportation, there is no small danger.

However, Zhou Xuan was bent on surpassing the other candidate Holy Son, and insisted on pleading with the Lord of Huoyun Prefecture so that he could enter the Holy Palace.

After entering the Holy Palace, Zhou Xuan met by fate and cultivated to break through the middle stage of the Earth Phase Realm, which made his confidence burst instantly. And here, his goal is not only to obtain the martial arts inheritance in the strongest holy monument, but also to obtain all the martial arts inheritance in the other two golden holy monuments.

After obtaining the three major martial arts inheritances, Zhou Xuan had absolute confidence that he would be able to surpass another candidate for the Holy Son and gain the favor of the Lord of Huoyun Prefecture, thus winning the position of the final Holy Son.

And now, Chu Ling actually ignored his threat and ascended to the strongest holy monument, and it seemed that there was a great hope of being able to inherit the martial arts in it, which made him angry and even more jealous.

In Zhou Xuan's eyes, the martial arts in the strongest holy monument must be his! He can't allow the rest of the people to get involved.

"I don't believe that you can withstand such a terrifying martial arts will impact! Because only I can withstand it, and only I can get the martial arts inheritance in it!

Zhou Xuan roared in his heart, but he couldn't make a move. Because he is currently being suppressed by the martial will of the Golden Holy Monument, once he gives up halfway, he will lose the inheritance qualification of this Holy Monument.

"Boy, if you dare to rob me of something, I will definitely make you regret it!" Zhou Xuan's eyes were resentful, and then he closed his eyes and began to comprehend the martial arts inheritance. In any case, this inheritance that has already been handed over cannot be abandoned.

In front of the Holy Demon Monument, the demonic light around Chu Ling flickered, and the bloodline aura spread wildly. However, that demonic will hit his body like a raging storm, and there was a violent coercion there, which seemed to completely kill him.

Everyone in the field

's faces, all of them invariably showed solemn expressions, and they stared at Chu Ling deadly, wanting to see if this little-known young man could really withstand the terrifying suppression of will.

"How!"

A loud demon roar rang out like a golden cracking cloud, Chu Ling's robe danced wildly, the long black hair on the back of his head flew up, and the light of his blood blossomed monstrously, shining between heaven and earth.

Chu Ling was bathed in the brilliance of his blood, and an unbeatable domineering intent swept away. At this moment, Chu Ling is like an incarnation of the emperor among demons, and he is fierce and powerful.

Chu Ling had clearly felt that the demonic will contained in this Holy Demon Monument was extremely violent, and every impact carried an extremely powerful force. That kind of power made the Emperor Demon bloodline in his body roar uncontrollably. The demonic will was terrifying to destroy him and strangle him.

However, if this terrible power is withstanded, it can also feed itself and temper the body.

Chu Ling's eyes slowly closed, his mind precipitated, there was no self and no other. Then the spiritual sense spread, rushing into the holy demon tablet in front of him.

The next moment, Chu Ling felt as if he had entered a strange space. That space is vast, boundless, boundless, heaven and earth.

A figure appeared in Chu Ling's field of vision. It was a middle-aged man who looked quite handsome. In those deep eyes, there seemed to be endless brilliance quietly flickering, making people look at it and couldn't help but be intoxicated.

Chu Ling looked at the middle-aged man from afar, his brows furrowed slightly. From this person's body, he didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of mystical power, but he sensed a fatal crisis.

The middle-aged figure, quietly suspended in the void, just standing there casually, makes people feel as if they are integrated with this space, perfect fit. It is as if he is the center of this heaven and earth, and he can dominate it at will.

"Even if a Heavenly Aspect Realm powerhouse who has mastered the power of heaven and earth, he will definitely not be able to do this. This person is by no means a powerhouse in the Heavenly Aspect Realm. Chu Ling was secretly worried in his heart, but he was not surprised by this.

Qiantiannu had told him before that the one who could seal the alien demon soul into the Holy Demon Tablet would never be the cultivation of the Heavenly Phase Realm. That level, in the war between heaven and earth, I am afraid that it is just the existence of cannon fodder.

And just when Chu Ling looked at the middle-aged man, the momentum on the latter's body suddenly changed. Suddenly, a dazzling glow shone from his body, piercing his eyes. Chu Ling felt that an irresistible terrifying coercion suddenly descended. This space revolved around the middle-aged man in shock.

Chu Ling was completely out of conditioned reflex, and the momentum around him bloomed, the emperor demon bloodline rolled and roared, and the endless demon power was surging.

"Boom!"

I saw the middle-aged man opposite, his palm raised slightly, and with his small movement, the surrounding space scene changed in an instant.

The originally empty space turned into an ancient battlefield. On the ground, corpses were strewn all over the field, and rivers of blood flowed. An extremely tragic aura enveloped the heavens and the earth, making Chu Ling's scalp tingle suddenly.

The tragic aura between heaven and earth made Chu Ling feel like he was dreaming back to ancient times, as if what he was in now was the battlefield of the Great War between Heaven and Earth.

And just as Chu Ling looked at this ancient world full of tragic aura, suddenly

In the body of that middle-aged figure, there was an endless killing aura rolling in, and then in the void, countless blood-colored war knives were condensed.

Although Chu Ling had experienced a life-and-death battle, this was the first time he had encountered such a scene. From those blood-colored war knives, he seemed to see an endless sea of corpses and blood.

Chu Ling's body stiffened, and even the Xuan power and blood veins in his body were solidified, and in the eyes of that middle-aged figure, there was a bloodthirsty color slowly emerging.

Being stared at by those eyes that seemed to be soaked in blood and contained a terrifying aura, the cold hairs on Chu Ling's whole body stood upside down. Even, he had the urge to leave this place immediately.

"In the ancient war, I used the power of one person to block tens of thousands of demons. The younger generations, since they have entered my Holy Demon Monument and want to obtain my inheritance, they will feel it for themselves. "The ancient voice, like a Sanskrit sound, sounded out of nothingness, with an indescribable monstrous killing aura.

"With the power of one person, block tens of thousands of alien demons?" Chu Ling's pupils tightened fiercely, and his heart was shocked like a monstrous wave.

Who is this person, who has such earth-shattering combat power?

"My martial arts, called Heaven Slashing Demon Killing. With this move, kill a demon king and seal his demon remnant soul into the Holy Demon Tablet. ”

The ancient sound echoed, and Chu Ling's heart trembled. He didn't know what level the Alien King was, but obviously, it wasn't easy.

"I will give you three chances, and if you can't comprehend, your soul will be scattered, so as not to insult my inheritance. ”

The last sentence made Chu Ling's heart feel a chill, and he almost scolded his mother. Three chances, if you can't comprehend it, you will be shocked and killed here? This way of inheritance is too domineering, right?

However, before Chu Ling could come back to his senses, the middle-aged figure's palm was pressed into the void, and in an instant, the endless blood-colored battle knife was narrow and terrifying, and it directly swept towards him.

The blood knife fell, and the entire space suddenly turned red, as if rolling blood waves filled the sky. That terrifying and indescribable power fell directly on Chu Ling's body like lightning.

At that moment, Chu Ling only felt that his body, divine soul, and the natal Xuandan in his body were ruthlessly torn apart and disappeared.

Even, Chu Ling couldn't even scream, he was strangled by the endless blood-colored sword light.

The middle-aged figure withdrew his palm, and the terrifying blood knife light and shadow disappeared. Then he stood with his hands in his hands, as if nothing had happened.

In the void opposite him, spatial ripples slowly spread, and then a figure emerged little by little from nothing, looking at its appearance, it was Chu Ling, who had been wiped out before.

At this moment, Chu Ling's clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and he was extremely pale, and a look of horror and fear that could not be concealed appeared in his eyes.

At that moment just now, Chu Ling had no doubt that he had truly experienced a death. That feeling, like a nightmare, lingers.

Even with Chu Ling's always tenacious temperament, he didn't want to experience it again.

"There are still two more opportunities to peruse it. The calm voice of the middle-aged figure came, causing Chu Ling's body to tremble uncontrollably.