Chapter 1326

The golden light scattered by the word "China" continues to converge.

And the mysterious altar rises in the air.

The brilliant golden light condenses into a bright ladder and paves to the upper layer.

Like a fairy road to heaven.

On the altar, a few big words appeared:

"The inheritance of fire cloud evil god is open!"

"Opened, this is really the inheritance of huoyun evil god!"

"Let's go!"

People with ulterior motives try to set off another storm.

But this time.

Holy Tiandu and blue disease are gone. They no longer hide next to the theater——

Brush!

They reacted faster than anyone and rushed up the ladder first.

With the position of Yangxu, you can actually be the first to climb this ladder.

But as a precaution, he deliberately slowed down.

After burying the flower childe, he stepped on the ladder.

Other practitioners followed Yang Xu closely.

Awed by Yang Xu's powerful strength, no one dared to object.

On the long ladder, people kept climbing up.

Finally, the second door appeared in front of everyone.

This time, there was no hesitation.

Holy days are the first to enter.

Yangxu also entered after burying childe Hua.

Dayton time.

There was a sudden light in front of me.

Nine huge palaces, like the heavenly palace, were suspended in front of the people.

They become the nine palaces, guarding a huge statue.

The statue looks like a fire cloud evil god.

Yangxu looked a little speechless:

You just call yourself a fire cloud evil god.

Still so narcissistic.

It's hopeless.

Yangxu has a new understanding of the behavior of the elder of the piercer.

"Great, there must be peerless treasures in the nine heavenly palaces!"

"Rush!"

All practitioners who can enter here are those with firm mind and strong spiritual power.

However.

Facing the inheritance of a generation of fire cloud and evil gods, who are both talent for refining tools and mechanisms.

Even they can't bear such a huge temptation.

As soon as the inner greed broke out, all the shackles were abandoned.

Boom!

A practitioner took the lead in attacking his fellow practitioners.

Then there was a chain reaction.

One after another practitioners fought to get the first place in the heavenly palace.

Yangxu was speechless:

We all come for inheritance.

But I was not sure whether there was a fire cloud evil god in the heavenly palace, so I couldn't wait to fight.

You don't say so!

"Patriarch, shall we try a heavenly palace?"

Yang Yi, who passed through the crowd, finally gathered around Yang Xu.

Yangxu looked up at the nine heavenly palaces:

In front of the entrance of each heavenly palace, there are a large number of practitioners fighting each other.

And strangely enough.

Whenever someone rushes into the mouth.

It will immediately become the target of public criticism and be blocked by the joint efforts of everyone with extraordinary tacit understanding.

"If you can't accomplish anything but fail, go to that palace and try it."

Yangxu deliberately chose a palace with the most practitioners at the door.

The fewer people, the stronger the opponent.

With more people, there are more opportunities to fish in troubled waters.

However.

Yang Xugang is leaving.

Boom!

Behind the void, a huge sense of oppression rushed forward.

Then he saw a little crystal clear light, pierced a black space channel, and rolled it towards Yangxu.

"ZHUGE Mu shot!"

Opposite, Zhuge wood stood coldly, with an indifferent color on his face.

Between his slender fingers of his left hand, a glittering and translucent light shines continuously.

"Patriarch, be careful!"

Yang Yi surprised them.

Yangxu had long expected that there was not much fluctuation on Qingxiu's face.

"You go to the heavenly palace first."

Yang Xu said with a big hand:

Boom, boom!

Eighty golden and black god bell covers were shrouded down.

Boom!

The glittering and translucent Throwing Knife collided with the golden and black god bell jar.

Poof poof!

Fifty successive layers of God bell jar directly collapsed.

Pop!

The throwing knife was also destroyed with it.

"Well, these Pueraria trees still owe a little heat."

Burying childe Hua stands with Yan Xiao.

They are not in a hurry to get the inheritance of the fire cloud evil god.

It seems to be compared with the fire cloud evil god.

Yangxu is more important.

Unexpectedly.

Shengtian also stayed to watch the duel between Zhuge Mu and Yangxu.

The sick lion stayed with him.

They have a tacit understanding and occupy four directions: East, West, North and south.

Yangxu and Zhuge Mu were surrounded in the middle.

"Yang Xu, you will die today."

The cold light twinkled in Zhuge Mu's eyes:

"This is the price for you to break my arm and offend my Zhuge clan!"

Say.

He pulled his left hand into the void:

Hiss!

The void was torn off like a layer of window paper.

Zhuge Mu grabbed his hand into the space crack.

"Is it..."

Blue disease is around. Young Lan Yu opens his eyes in surprise:

"Is he going to use something like that?"

Yan Xiao and Hua Gongzi were immediately attracted by Zhuge Mu's move.

Saint Tiandu stared at the space crack and flashed a strange light in his eyes.

Wow.

A black Throwing Knife appeared in the space crack.

Palm size, dark color, light shining on it, seems to be completely swallowed by this layer of dark cosmic black.

"This time he doesn't use the real power to condense the Throwing Knife, but uses the real throwing knife?"

The funeral childe youyou sighed:

"It's said that the elder master surnamed Li has already reached the state of no knife in his hand and a knife in his heart. Ordinary enemies are not worth fighting with a real flying knife."

"It is said that only in the battle of slaughtering gods, the elder Throwing Knife surnamed Li fought with a real Throwing Knife and slaughtered three gods!"

"As like as two peas in the wood handle of Zhuge, the flying knife he uses is exactly the same.

When Zhuge Mu took out the black throwing knife from the space crack.

Boom!

Drought produces thunder, and the void changes color.

Around the black Throwing Knife, the space seems to be distorted.

The shrill sound of ghosts crying and the twisted magic phantoms turned around the flying knife and circulated like a lantern.

Strands of black evil spirit wrapped Zhuge Mu's whole body.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

His clothes were torn all over him.

The left arm holding the throwing knife was cut into bright red blood marks.

"This throwing knife is beyond his limit. He can't completely control it."

That is, the well-informed holy city of heaven, I can't help sighing at the moment.

Looking at the Throwing Knife, I was full of deep fear.

Burying childe Hua and Yan Xiao, they are even more vigilant.

At the same time.

Their eyes at Xiang Yangxu were filled with coldness:

"Even the things at the bottom of the box have been taken out. Yang Xu is dead this time!"

"This is clearly the killing move left to Zhuge mu by the elder surnamed Li!"