Chapter 831: Ling Xiaozong's 'Gift'

The sudden radiance of the formation in the hall shocked everyone present, fearing that they would trigger another killing formation.

Although the possibility of setting up a killing array in his own hall is very low, who knows what these ancient great sects think?

A ray of light suddenly bloomed on the giant statue in the middle, and a deep voice slowly sounded: "How many years have passed? Unexpectedly, there are actually people from the outside world who survived the ancient catastrophe and came to my Lingxiaozong. "

Inside the colossal image in the middle, amidst the array of rays of light, a figure emerged, but his face could not be seen clearly, and even his aura was extremely ethereal.

Looking at the people below, the figure laughed softly and said, "No matter how many years it has been, it is your ability to come to the Six Realms of Illusion, and it is also your ability to break through my Ling Xiaozong's formation.

The suzerain is merciful and doesn't want to take everything away, so I left some good things for you, which can be regarded as a benefit to future generations. "

The people present showed no expression at all, and they were not surprised by the arrangement left by Ling Xiaozong in the past.

In fact, counting the many relics discovered over the years, there are only three types.

One is the relics left by the orthodox sects. It has to be said that these orthodox sects are relatively kind.

Even if they leave, they will leave some things in the sect, and they don't arrange too many means, which is equivalent to benefiting future generations or leaving a legacy for themselves.

Just like the branch hall of the Sanqing Palace that Chu Xiu met in Xiaofantian before, that one was very majestic and directly left an incomparably precious Dao Yun.

Of course, compared with the orthodox sect, the demon sect seems a bit vicious and unkind.

All the relics of the magic way must be full of organ formations, or some other insidious means.

For people in the devil's way, even if they can't take away their own things, why should they leave them to future generations? Can I still count on them to think about me?

Of course, there is a third type, that is, the one where the owner left in a hurry, so nothing was arranged.

This kind of thing depends entirely on luck. If you are lucky, you can get many things without trouble.

If you are unlucky, who knows what vicious things those ancient sects left behind?

Looking at it now, as an ancient sect, Ling Xiaozong should be the first sect, which made everyone present feel a lot more relaxed.

If there are enough items, they can even avoid a fight, even if they share.

But who knew that at this time, the figure suddenly changed the topic: "It's just that the things of my Ling Xiaozong are not so easy to get!

The weak are worthless, let alone taking things from my Lingxiaozong, you are not even worthy of stepping into the hall of my Lingxiaozong!

If you want treasures, you can. In the front hall, there are things left by the suzerain himself, and there is even a key that can reach the sky.

Only the strong are qualified to obtain these. Many of you will die. Remember, without enough blood, the gate of my Ling Xiaozong will not be opened again! "

As the voice of the figure fell, the gate of Ling Xiaozong was completely locked with a bang, and the entire hall was shrouded in a burst of brilliance, which made everyone's complexions change.

Before, they patronized to decipher the outer formations. Who would have thought that there are still a large number of formations in the Lingxiaozong, and because of the protection of the outer formations, the inner formations of the Lingxiaozong, but in the ancient catastrophe? , without any damage.

Duguli swept his sword towards the figure, and said coldly: "Pretending to be a ghost! You are just a small distraction stored in the formation. Ten thousand years have passed, and your body has turned into ashes. What are you bragging about here?"

The faces of the people present were also a little ugly.

Originally thought that Ling Xiaozong would give them opportunities for nothing, but unexpectedly, Ling Xiaozong had the idea of ​​raising Gu.

It would be fine if this kind of thing happened to other warriors, but right now, most of them are the heads of a family or a sect, and they won't be so short-sighted, just because a remaining distracted talking nonsense , they first messed up their positions and fought among themselves.

The figure smiled and said: "Yes, I am indeed just a distraction, but unfortunately, it is not certain how many people will be left in the future.

There are countless slaughters in the world, and humans are actually the same as ferocious beasts, they are both predators of the jungle! "

After saying the last sentence, the figure's tone suddenly became extremely gloomy: "The disciples of my Lingxiaozong are not trash, and those who get the inheritance of my Lingxiaozong should not be trash either. The things are inside, and if there is not enough blood, you not only take If you don't get something, you will be trapped here forever.

You can try to break the formation, but my Lingxiaozong's great formation was laid down by the Sect Master of the Four Elephant Sect.

Only the strong are qualified to set foot on this earth, the weak do not deserve to exist in this world! "

As the figure's voice fell, his whole body also dissipated, but the formation in the entire hall had already started to work.

Everyone present at this moment even wanted to scold their mothers. What Ling Xiaozong is like crazy, even more evil than the devil way, weak and not allowed to live?

Chu Xiu didn't think there was anything strange about it. To be able to become the pinnacle sect in ancient times, he must have some persistence. Although these persistence seemed to others to be crazy, paranoid, but under this paranoia The disciples cultivated are simply terrifying.

This group of people from the Lingxiaozong even left some treasures to inherit, and they have to do this kind of routine. One can imagine how cruel the competition in the sect was when the Lingxiaozong was in ancient times. An extremely tough and ruthless person.

Although such a sect is bloody and cruel, there is no need to worry about its decline.

Just like what the figure said, although there is still morality and all kinds of good people in this world, in fact, throwing all these away is nothing more than the four words of the weak and the strong.

Ling Xiaozong understood these four words to the extreme, and then evolved into this paranoid style.

Of course, for Chuxiu and the others who came later, they were in for a bloody misfortune.

Of course they have heard of the name of the Four Elephant Sect, and it should be said that Bu Tiannan will be very familiar with it.

That was the top sect in the ancient times. For some reason, they did not survive the great calamity of the ancient times.

But even those who later received the inheritance of the Four Elephant Sect were able to form the four top factions in today's Jianghu. It is conceivable how strong the Four Elephant Sect was in the past.

The Xuanwu Sect is best at all kinds of puppet mechanisms and formations. What they have to face now is the formation set up by the suzerain of the Four Elephant Sect in ancient times. How powerful it is, I can't even imagine it now.

At this moment, everything around has begun to change under the operation of the formation.

The ground under their feet was falling, and they were about to fall into the ground.

Duguli and the others shot with all their strength, but as the figure said, formations of this level are simply not something they can break through with strength.

After the ground fell, huge cave spaces appeared all around.

There are bursts of light shining in every cave around, and at the same time, it also illuminates the things inside.

There is a weapon in it, and there is a cold edge blooming on it, and the spirituality shines under the blessing of the formation. Now, after ten thousand years, the spirit of the weapon has not dissipated.

Cheng Tingshan stared blankly at the two long swords among those weapons, and murmured: "That's Jinghong who is the 35th in the sword manual! There is also Xuan Tian who is the 28th in the sword manual." !"

The fighters in Hidden Sword Villa are very familiar with the famous swords in the world, whether they are real or legendary. These two swords are impressively listed in the famous sword manual.

And there are other weapons in that cave, judging from their appearance, they are also divine weapons.

Not only are there magic weapons, but there are also bottles of pills in the cave, all of which have names on them, and the weakest is at the rank eight level, because they are protected by formations, so there is no need to worry about their corruption.

In addition to the weapon pills, there are almost everything left, such as precious refining materials, kung fu classics, and exotic treasures.

Putting any of these things outside would be a treasure that everyone would scramble for, but now they are gathered here and placed here. This kind of big scene is enough to make most of the people present envious.

And among these treasures, the most conspicuous thing is a stone-like thing with extremely complicated patterns carved on it.

This thing is what the Ling Xiaozong said, what is the key that can reach the sky?

The moment she saw the key, Kuang Xieyue's eyes lit up, and the key was indeed in the ruins.

At the same time, Kuang Xieyue was also cursing secretly in her heart, this Ling Xiaozong is really crazy, since they have already left, why leave these troublesome things behind? It caused him to make another trip, and he lost face twice in a row.

Thinking of this, Kuang Xieyue faintly looked at Chu Xiu and Chen Qingdi with a hint of gloom.

At this time, the other warriors present had different expressions, and the field fell into an embarrassing state.

They are all sensible people, so naturally they will not start killing each other as soon as they come up, as the Ling Xiaozong's distraction said.

It is right for the weak to prey on the strong, but they are not beasts, but rational people.

But the problem is that these things are too tempting right now, and Ling Xiaozong is also generous enough to leave behind so many treasures.

Now that the treasure is in front of him, how many people can maintain real sanity? Especially since they knew that they couldn't get out right now, and if they didn't bleed enough, they would even be trapped here for the rest of their lives.

Under such conditions, especially under the premise that they are still thinking, it is quite difficult for everyone to work together to break through the formation.

At this time, Xu Yun stood up first and said: "Everyone..."

But before he could finish his words, the array of rays of light suddenly bloomed, and within the array, a blade of light slashed towards everyone like a knife.

At the same time, there was an organic activation in front of the cave, and humanoid puppets in battle armor appeared one after another, killing everyone.