Chapter 2660 Huge Reward, Go Forward

Unwillingly, Yu Wensi vomited a few mouthfuls of hard work again, and roared: "Mine! Nan Dou Xingjun's things should have belonged to our Yuwen family in the first place, and no one is allowed to snatch them from me!"

He went crazy, and continued to move his body forward desperately, wanting to re-enter the Continent of Light.

But many people have squeezed ahead of him.

A disciple of the Eastern family came behind Yu Wensi, stretched out his hands to grab his neck, and wrestled together.

At this moment, Yang Qingxuan was walking in the forefront. He finally reached the edge of the Continent of Light, took a deep breath, and set foot on it.

The whole person suddenly felt relaxed, and the ubiquitous suppression seemed to disappear.

However, all the fighting souls roared down, full of overwhelming fighting spirit.

"Kill! Kill!—"

"Undead!—"

"Conquer all!—"

All kinds of extremely tyrannical wills seemed to come out of that terrible battle.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes were in a trance for a while, as if he had a spiritual sense back to the distant past, combined with the frequency of the devastating battle.

"Boom! Boom!"

Fighting spirits all over the sky bombarded him one by one, shaking him back from the dazed state, revealing a face full of pain, "Ah!——"

"You don't want to die, you want to overcome everything, and I want to too! Your enemies have long since disappeared, and your remaining thoughts are the stepping stones for me to overcome everything and reach the top!"

Yang Qingxuan let out a loud roar, clenched his hands into fists violently, his indomitable Dao heart and will erupted, forming an energy wave of a certain frequency around his body, blocking the impact of all the fighting spirits.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A large number of battle spirits exploded, blasting waves that spread in all directions.

Those warriors who have not yet landed on the Continent of Light felt the impact of their will, and their faces changed drastically. They hurriedly stopped and did not dare to go any further.

The high-level members of the Eastern family opened their eyes wide in horror. What kind of tyrannical will is this? It can actually compete with such a large number of ancient battle spirits.

"This boy...could it be that this riot cycle, which Nandou Xingjun passed down to the present world, was specially opened for him in the dark?"

At the back of the inheritance space, a light and shadow descended from the ethereal void, and a man's figure appeared, with a firm face and torch-like eyes. At a glance, the direction wanted to see through the entire inheritance and all the mysteries.

"It's the head of the house!"

Some disciples from the Eastern family exclaimed.

Then most of the warriors hurriedly turned around, bowed down to the figure, and said in unison: "I have seen the Patriarch!"

The other sect disciples were also shocked, and they all turned around. Although they didn't bow down, they were extremely respectful, showing respect.

Only Yuwensi, Yuwenyin, Guo En, and Zhao Feng were pale, and all the anger, unwillingness, and other emotions in their hearts were swept away from fright, and they became trembling and trembling.

That man was none other than Dongfang Wu, one of the Heavenly Kings of the Eight Regions.

In the entire space, only Yang Qingxuan was still desperately fighting against the ancient battle spirit, and knew nothing about things outside of him.

Dongfang Wu said indifferently: "Among the disciples of the Dongfang family, whoever can obtain the inheritance of Nandou Xingjun will be directly promoted to the first-class disciple and enter the line of successors."

A pot exploded in the void, and all the disciples of the Eastern family were in an uproar and became extremely excited.

Even a group of elders and protectors had their thoughts flickering, and their eyes became a little erratic.

Almost all the disciples of the Eastern family here have never been able to enter the sequence of first-class disciples in their entire lives. At this moment, such a big cake suddenly fell, who could not be crazy, and rushed towards the Continent of Light with a "crash" .

The average moving speed is much faster than before.

The disciples of other sects and aristocratic families are also trying their best to rush forward. Since the Dongfang family attaches so much importance to this inheritance, then their own family will definitely not pay less attention to it. If they can get the inheritance, they may be able to enter it when they go back. First class disciple sequence.

Dongfang Wu's words immediately encouraged everyone to work hard.

Moreover, the news of Nandou Xingjun's inheritance and birth has also spread among the high-level members of the Eastern Family, and all factions and forces have rushed here with their talented disciples, wanting to fight for a glimmer of hope.

Dongfang Jiamu sighed, seemed to give up, came to Dongfang Wu's side, and said, "Brother Wu, you are deliberately causing trouble for Yang Qingxuan."

Dongfang Wu's eyes flickered, and he said with a slight smile: "Brother's words are wrong. How many times have we calculated that the will of Nandou Xingjun should also be in this ancient battlefield, but he has never been seen from the beginning to the end. This time he finally appeared. Come out, would you like to see it fall into the hands of outsiders?"

Dongfang Jiamu said: "Of course I don't want to, but everything has its own days, and looking at the current situation, Yang Qingxuan is probably the most hopeful."

Dongfang Wudao: "The ending is not yet here, everything is variable. I really hope that there can be one or two young disciples in the clan who can compete with Yang Qingxuan. So I sincerely throw out the reward for the first-class disciple sequence."

Dongfang Jiamu smiled bitterly: "Wishes are always good."

"Unwilling! Unyielding! Undead! Undefeated! These are your remaining ideas, but they are also my ideas! Since I have come here, there is nothing to stop me from going back!"

Yang Qingxuan desperately punched the void, punched those war spirits, and shouted: "As long as you attack me, can't I attack you?!"

Above the fist, circles of ripples of will spread out, knocking back the fighting spirits that came in, and blowing away some of the weaker ones.

A gentleman is like a dragon, and he is indomitable!

Yang Qingxuan took a step forward, his heart became more and more determined, he punched recklessly, blasted a way, and strode forward.

All the fighters in the void looked terrified, and some of them were already retreating. It was hard to say whether they could reach the Continent of Light. Even if they climbed up, how could they withstand the impact of such a fighting spirit?

There are still some people who are terrified, but still grit their teeth and move forward. How will they know if they don’t try?

If one follows the established trajectory of life, there is no hope of gaining access to the sequence of first-class disciples in one's life. At this moment, there is a glimmer of hope, even if it is broken to pieces, one must try.

After Yang Qingxuan broke through the barriers of the battle spirits, the road immediately became flat, without any obstacles.

He ran forward with great joy, and suddenly a strong will descended and pressed down on him.

"boom!"

As soon as Yang Qingxuan's body trembled, he was shocked back more than ten steps, spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked forward with a pale face.

An ethereal white shadow loomed in front of him, with his hands behind his back. Although he couldn't see his real face clearly, the aura of an unrivaled powerhouse was clearly evident.