Chapter 1670 Inheritance for No Generations! (Second Update! Please Subscribe!)

Along the way, portraits are suspended in the void. The people inside are men and women, old and young, all with cold breaths and sharp eyes like knives. Their sides are either mountains of corpses or seas of blood, or residual values. Broken arm, there are all kinds of ghosts and creatures hiding in it.

All the portraits are silently dim in the void.

Suddenly, Pei Ling stopped.

This place is about to leave the secret place of the sect.

In the distance, the soul lamps gather like a vast ocean, surging and majestic.

And in front of him is the portrait of the "Dark Blood" patriarch.

Pei Ling glanced at the Patriarch of "Dark Blood", walked to the side of the portrait, took out a picture scroll with a simple atmosphere, and let go of his hand.

The picture scroll immediately floated up, and spontaneously flew to the side of the portrait of the "Dark Blood" patriarch, and slowly unfolded, revealing the portrait of Pei Ling, hanging in the void just like the portrait of "Dark Blood".

This picture scroll originally seemed very ordinary, and it was about the same size as the portrait of the "Dark Blood" patriarch, but just after it was hung, it instantly became extremely huge!

The size of the picture scroll has skyrocketed, and in a blink of an eye, it surpassed the scroll of the ancestor "Underworld", and in the blink of an eye, it surpassed the scroll of the ancestor "Fu Qiong", and then the ancestors of "Hengxie" and "Fu Chong"... …

Soon, this scroll almost occupied the entire void at the entrance of the secret place, and it was no different from the scroll of the founding ancestor "Chongming"!

At the same time, the many portraits on its side drifted towards the depths of the secret place, and in a blink of an eye, at the entrance of the secret place, in the dark void, only this portrait hung high, and there was nothing else.

Pei Ling was slightly surprised, but then smiled knowingly. It seems that my inheritance is as precious as the inheritance of the founder "Chongming"!

However, the law of the Dao of the Sword in this inheritance cannot be comprehended by anyone before he becomes an immortal...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling thought. The portrait in his picture scroll, which was originally introverted, suddenly became extremely evil, cold, treacherous, and gloomy... The cloud of smoke around him also exuded majestic chaos, distortion, and madness... …

This is his "chaotic state" breath!

After he successfully ascended, the portrait in the painting will unravel the "chaotic state".

But before that, any creature who wants to spy on his inheritance has to face him in the "chaotic state"...

After arranging this inheritance that will last forever with the sect, Pei Ling left the inheritance hall without hesitation.

As soon as he left, among the five scrolls in the depths of the inheritance hall, five figures with powerful and vast aura emerged one after another.

The leader is "Fu Qiong". Behind him is the slim and cold "Xinghen" who covers his face with a light gauze, and behind him is a child wearing a bright red jacket with four seasons flowers and auspicious clouds. The long jade snow is cute, and above the neck, there is a red gold carved crane wreath, and under the gold and red bloomers is a pair of lifelike tiger shoes, dressed like the son of a rich man, festive and rich.

It's just that, on the left and right sides of his face, there is an identical face with a different expression, and they follow each other like a shadow, crying and laughing, very strange.

This is "baby hideous".

Behind him, a middle-aged man with a face as pale as death, with thousands of snakes swimming in his eyes, with his arms folded in his sleeves, wearing a tooth-colored robe with light gray patterns, the texture looks warm and smooth , but it is purely sewn with monks' skin. Looking carefully, the gray patterns that appear faintly are all roaring souls, but they are "burning rage".

The last figure, wearing a light robe and loose belt, has sculpted eyebrows and bright eyes. At first glance, it seems to be a nobleman from a high family, with an elegant demeanor and a handsome face, but when he concentrates on it, he feels that his face is ever-changing. Sometimes he is handsome and resolute, and sometimes he is beautiful and elegant. , Sometimes bewitching and handsome, sometimes menacing...

There are so many faces, changing in all directions, it is impossible to identify which one is his real face.

This person is also "Huai Bu", the patriarch of the Chong Ming Sect who has recently successfully overcome the catastrophe and entered the Mahayana.

None of the five patriarchs opened their mouths, but they all walked up to the picture scroll left by Pei Ling.

In the picture scroll, there was a bleak wind and rain, dense clouds, and heavy mist lingering around, surrounded by a figure in a black shirt holding a knife.

That figure just glanced at it, and felt that the boundless evil was rushing towards us!

The horrific cold aura roared and swept across like raging sea waves, overwhelming them all almost immediately!

Seeing that Pei Ling's portrait is so huge, far surpassing all the patriarchs, even the sixty-four kalpas of "Heng Xie" is incomparable, and it is the same as the portrait left by "Chongming" patriarch, the five patriarchs were all shocked !

The ink in "Fu Qiong"'s eyes became deeper and deeper, and he said in a deep voice: "Inheritance!"

The other four nodded immediately.

After a moment of silence, "Xinghen" said, "[Golden Coffin Burial] has already been taught to Pei Ling."

"Now, it already has the 'stainless state' and the 'chaotic state'."

"On this picture scroll, there is his 'chaotic state' breath."

When they heard the "Innocent State" and "Chaotic State", the four "Fu Qiong" were all shocked, but soon returned to normal.

"Fu Qiong" immediately said: "In this case, we will come to observe Pei Ling's inheritance later."

"Now, there is business."

The other four people nodded when they heard the words.

"Yingxie" said in an old voice, "There is no problem with Yinzi Xianlu's strength."

"The next most important thing is our own strength!"

The voice of "Huai Ji" who is in gorgeous robes and well-dressed is erratic, like clear, loud, deep, hoarse... Every voice is pleasant to the ear, but when it is mixed, it gives people a sense of horror : "Senior 'Heng Xie' failed back then because he was too impatient."

"If he waits a few thousand years longer, with the strength of the Mahayana of sixty-four kalpas, it may not be impossible to get what he wants."

"Liao Huan" had no expression on his face, his paper-pale lips moved slightly, and his voice was cold: "Even though the Immortal Road Yinzi is strong this time, when he fought against the Demon Emperor, he was not a Mahayana after all."

"As for the Demon Emperor, he can't do anything to him at all."

"It can be seen that today's Xunmu has weakened to the extreme."

"But now, we all have mastered the fairy art."

The blue hair moved slightly, and "Xinghen" also nodded and said: "If it succeeds this time, we... will all be in charge of the 'origin'!"

"Fu Qiong" nodded slightly. The last time Pei Ling entered Qingyao Mountain, there was a cause and effect, and he did not intervene too much.

Afterwards, this junior retreated all over, even if it was because he was the introduction of the Immortal Road, defeated nine sect masters in a row, and got the "curse" left in the Yousu Tomb. , the monster clan is in a safe corner, it is already a blessing to invite heaven, in the dark, there is a huge disparity in the number of spirits, but it also proves the weakness of the ancient fairy Xunmu!

However, neither he nor the other four had the slightest intention of calling Pei Ling.

The karma between them and this fairy road introduction should be used in the real chess game of floating life, not to deal with an extremely weak demon emperor with exhausted life energy!

Thinking of this, "Fu Qiong" immediately said: "Let's go! Qingyao Mountain!"