Chapter 482 The Secret of Inheritance

"call out!"

The light of the sword is like a dragon coiling around.

Wherever he passed, the monks around him retreated in shock.

It's just that the sword light was so fierce and fast that even though the monks ran for the road, many of the monks who stood in front of Zhao Feng fell under the sword light like flowers and leaves withered into pieces and fell with the wind.

Only further away, the five monks with frightened and horrified expressions were left, staring at this horrifying scene with their eyes wide open.

"Uncle Zhao."

Wang Qingyang staggered and landed behind Zhao Feng.

Her face turned slightly pale, and a huge hole in her lower abdomen was rapidly recovering under the influence of the elixir.

There was no trace of fear in her eyes. Even though her aura was extremely unstable and her magic power was almost exhausted, her eyes touched the five monks around her. Even if they were in the Nascent Soul realm, her eyes were still cold. Her innocence and gentleness before were now gone. Not at all, as if he was a different person.

Zhao Feng glanced at Wang Qingyang's injuries and couldn't help but nodded slightly.

He is no stranger to Wang Qingyang, of course, to be more precise, he is Wang Qingyang's previous life.

"Follow me later."

He said something, and his consciousness quickly scanned the surroundings, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.

"It's strange. I clearly felt Ji Yuan's mana before. Why did it disappear again when I got here?"

His eyes swept across the sky, the sky was as clear as water.

"If there is no abnormal change in the sky, he should not be dead."

"So, someone deliberately lured me away?"

He had a clear mind, and he immediately noticed something unusual.

"Knowing that Yi Ji was seducing me and yet being able to hide it from my perception... Which transformation god is it, or is it the true spirit of the Dragon Transformation Pond?"

On Huangji Continent, he really couldn't think of anyone else who could do these two things, except for the monks of the Transformation God and the True Spirit of the Dragon Pool, that is, Master Hualong.

Transformation monks are not allowed to go out easily, and the possibility of transforming into a dragon master is extremely high.

"But why did Master Hualong do this?"

Zhao Feng was secretly confused.

But he didn't have time to think about it, and he noticed the strange Nascent Soul aura coming at a great speed from a distance. He quickly drew out a sword light to protect Wang Qingyang behind him. Then he flicked his wide sleeves, and countless sword energy poured out like rain, towards the surrounding people. Shoot the monk!

After experiencing the experience of climbing the dragon pond and digesting many experience rewards, in addition to his cultivation breaking through the middle stage of Nascent Soul, the power of his movements has once again reached a higher level. In addition, his sword cultivation is good at attacking and killing. The sword energy shot out was so powerful that even the weakest among them was capable of breaking through the defenses of late-stage Jindan monks.

In just an instant, the monks from the five sects with lower cultivation levels turned into neat pieces and fell down when they met.

There were originally a dense crowd of figures in the air, but now there were only a dozen or so people left. They looked around and looked at Zhao Feng with a look of horror on their faces.

Like a demon!

The originally noisy mid-air was now as quiet as death.

Zhao Feng killed so many people in one breath, but his expression remained unchanged.

He has never been a merciful person. As a sword cultivator, it is normal for him to draw his sword in anger.

Especially during these years in Xihai Kingdom, I fought countless battles with monks from three continents and defeated countless opponents.

But the monks here attacked him several times. If he didn't want to cause trouble, he would have taken action long ago.

Killing these monks at this moment, of course, there was no emotion in his heart.

It was just that the Nascent Soul cultivator was approaching, so he didn't want to get into any more entanglements. He calmly left with Wang Qingyang under the frightened eyes of more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators and Golden Core Completion cultivators around him.

A few breaths later, Fenglin Palace Master Ke Mo and Bailian Gate Boy Jiao flew down here with ugly expressions on their faces.

After some questioning, the extremely angry voices of Ke Mo and Tong Jiao were heard:

"Seal the void! Chase! I don't believe that his magic power is inexhaustible!"

…

"Senior, you seem to be in a hurry?"

In the Hualong Pond.

The clouds and smoke are lingering.

Facing Master Hualong's urging and reminder, Guan Ao glanced at the figures of Wanxiang Sect disciples who were gradually disappearing on the steps.

After pondering for a moment, he asked a question.

Master Hualong was startled, and then an unnatural expression flashed across his face, and he coughed covertly:

"Ahem, is there any? I am just worried that you will enter the treasure mountain in vain and miss the opportunity. Why am I so anxious? This has nothing to do with me."

However, seeing Master Hualong's imperceptible changes, Guan Ao was still unsure at first, but now he is a little more sure.

He thought quickly in his mind, but then he changed from his previous respect, took a step forward, stared at Master Hualong and said:

"Really? Then why does the junior think that the senior is hiding something from the junior?"

Master Hualong subconsciously took a step back, as if his thoughts had been revealed, and his momentum was inexplicably weaker, but he immediately reacted and said angrily:

"N-nonsense! I'm hiding something from you!"

Guan Ao stared at him and said word by word:

"If my guess is correct, senior is planning a way out for your friend, the true spirit of Hualong Pond, right?"

"ah?"

Upon hearing Guan Ao's words, Master Hualong was stunned.

But Guan Ao seemed to be more sure of his guess through his reaction, shaking his head and saying:

"Juniors can also make a bold guess. The true spirit of Hualong Pond does not want to stay here, but it can only stay here as a place of experience under the constraints left by Ye Cangsheng. Unless someone meets the conditions left by Ye Cangsheng, Become the new owner of Hualong Pond, so that you can move freely in Hualong Pond and don’t have to stay here all the time.”

"Senior, I just want to find a suitable candidate for the true spirit of Hualong Pond...I wonder if this junior's guess is correct?"

Master Hualong froze on the spot, staring blankly at Guan Ao with a proud look on his face. Then he nodded repeatedly as if he had just woken up from a dream:

"Yes, yes! You are so right!"

"I am... my friend, the True Spirit of Hualong Pond. He said he was a true spirit, but in fact he was restrained by many means set up by Ye Cangsheng. He had no ability to cross the gap. It was much worse than the ordinary magic weapon true spirit. I really don’t want to stay any longer, I...well, I feel sorry for him, so I can’t wait to help him, but I didn’t expect that this little guy like you would notice it.”

Guan Ao suddenly said "Oh" and then said doubtfully:

"But senior, can't we just find any monk to accept the inheritance of refining the void? Why should we find the deputy sect leader of our sect?"

Master Hualong shook his head repeatedly:

"That's not possible. Those monks with poor talent cannot understand "Qianlong Dazai" even if they get it, let alone practice it. What's more, they don't meet the requirements set by Ye Cangsheng and cannot become the master of Hualong Pond... That’s why I’m looking for you and the deputy sect leader of your sect.”

"If you don't come, then I will have no choice but to find Yang Que...but the speed will probably be much slower."

Guan Ao nodded as if enlightened:

"That's it..."

He suddenly changed the subject:

"Then can the senior speak to the True Spirit of Hualong Pond on behalf of the junior, so that the junior can go out first and persuade the deputy sect master face to face?"

Master Hualong couldn't help but hesitated and frowned.

"Let you out?"

Guan Ao said naturally:

"Yes, our deputy sect master is extremely cautious. If he has not seen me in person, how can he be willing to believe the senior's words?"

Master Hualong frowned deeper:

"But if you go out, what if..."

Guan Ao patted his chest and said:

"Senior, don't worry. If the deputy sect master doesn't come, this junior will definitely come. By the way, senior's friend should be able to bear it for such a short time, right?"

Master Hualong hesitated and said:

"I can bear it, but what if you don't come? I don't want to wait any longer... and let my friends wait for the next opportunity."

Guan Ao immediately said seriously:

"Senior, if you don't believe me, I will make a vow of inner demons! If I, Yan Wuxiong, deceive my senior, I will suffer severe thunders from the sky, and I will not die a good death..."

"no, I'm fine!"

Master Hualong felt a little embarrassed when he saw this, and quickly stopped Guan Ao's poisonous oath.

After hesitating for a while, he finally nodded:

"Then I will...send a message to my friend and ask him to send you out."

After thinking for a while, he added:

"If you lied to me, and I am angry, as long as you continue to do it, no one can stop you!"

Guan Ao couldn't help but look in awe.

Seemingly frightened, Master Hualong was worried about scaring people away, so he quickly added:

"Your deputy sect leader has agreed. From now on, people from your sect can come to practice in the Hualong Pond. You can learn inheritance and other things as you like... but only if you become the master of the Hualong Pond. This must be agreed in advance to avoid It’s been a long time since I’ve been able to do it, and it’s my fault that I lied to you.”

Guan Ao was slightly shocked in his heart and nodded repeatedly:

"This junior understands that this junior will definitely bring the deputy sect leader."

"Okay, I will let the true spirit of Hualongchi send you to him."

Master Hualong waved his sleeves.

Guan Ao felt as if his body was falling into a sea of ​​clouds, without any consciousness at all.

However, the next moment, when he took a closer look, he found that the sky was clear and he was already outside.

"Uncle Master?"

A familiar voice came to my ears.

Guan Ao turned around and saw a young monk standing in mid-air. The breeze beside him was holding a young man with a sword and two Nascent Soul monks.

"Deputy Sect Leader!"

When Guan Ao saw Wang Ba, he took the initiative to salute Wang Ba respectfully.

Wang Ba couldn't help being startled when he saw this, and then his eyes flickered slightly, and his tone quietly became calm:

"Well, how was it? Did the trip go well?"

In his ears, Guan Ao's subtle voice came.

"Master Hualong? True spirit? Can Yuanying be promoted to become a god?"

Listening to the shocking news from Guan Ao, Wang Yan's heart was filled with deep suspicion instead of joy.

Is there really such a good thing in this world?

Even if there is, in such a huge Huangji Continent, is it really impossible to find a more suitable person?

He always felt that this matter was full of loopholes, and the behavior of Master Hualong was also full of weirdness.

While maintaining a superficial conversation with Guan Ao.

The two communicated quickly through sound transmission.

"This Hualong Master should be the true spirit of the Hualong Pond. His words are half-true and half-false, so they are not very credible. Especially the master of the Hualong Pond is determined based on some Void Refining inheritance. However, if this Hualong Pond is The Dragon Pond can really accommodate Nascent Soul’s promotion to the Divine Transformation, so I think it’s worth taking the risk.”

Guan Ao quickly expressed his judgment and thoughts.

There are few monks who do not want to advance to higher levels.

Even after being promoted, he would stay in the Hualong Pond forever and not be allowed to go out, but after all, he had lived many years longer than the Nascent Soul cultivator.

For the sect, as long as it can afford the supply, the more god-transforming monks the better.

Even if the God-Transforming monks cannot easily take action now, they can increase the sect's foundation, cultivate new sect disciples with the height of the God-transforming monks, etc., which will be of great benefit to the development of the sect.

As the master of a palace, Guan Ao has no problem with his thoughts.

Wang Hao pondered for a moment and asked:

"You just said that Senior Brother Zhao has obtained the Void Refining inheritance, right?"

"Since you think the problem may lie in the Void Refining inheritance, I have a way to verify it."

Guan Ao was slightly startled.

At this moment, Wang Ba seemed vigorous and resolute:

"I'll go find Senior Brother Zhao. Uncle, you go search for the dispersed disciples and keep in touch at any time."

After that, the breeze quickly carried him and Wang Yian, Ji Yuan, and Xi Wushang behind him, and flew away into the distance.

Guan Ao stayed where he was, slightly raising his head to look at the huge Dragon Transformation Pond in the sky, and said:

"Senior, if I continue to persuade you, can you ask your friends to arrange for everyone from our sect to come near me?"

The sky was silent.

Guan Ao frowned secretly.

However, after a few breaths, a stunned figure appeared not far in front of him.

"He is a disciple of Qianliu Peak."

Guan Ao was stunned for a moment, and then he quickly bowed to the Hualong Pond in the sky.

"Thank you, senior. Don't worry, senior. I will definitely persuade the deputy sect master to come over!"

I will definitely persuade him, but as for whether he will come or not, it is not up to him as the palace master.

at the same time.

Zhao Feng's expression condensed slightly, and he flew away with his sword.

His body was still spotless.

However, the aura on his body has dropped to the extreme.

"Uncle, put me down, I have one more trick to hold them back!"

Wang Qingyang was held by Zhao Feng's side. Feeling the pursuit from behind, he suddenly spoke with a cold expression.

Zhao Feng said in a deep voice:

"What can you do?"

Wang Qingyang was extremely calm:

"There are still a few of the fourth-level jade beads that Master's Wife gave me before. As long as Master keeps me here, they will definitely not kill me immediately in order to catch Master. Then I will trigger these A few jade beads can make them lose consciousness in a short period of time."

When Zhao Feng heard this, he frowned unusually:

"It's not that far yet."

As he spoke, a sharp 'buzzing' sound roared from a distance!

Upon noticing this violent movement, Zhao Feng's expression suddenly changed.

He didn't even have time to mobilize his magic power, so he only had time to slap Wang Qingyang away.

call out!

A red and black arrow covered with special lines and talismans hit the protective sword light on his body. After a very short pause, the protective sword light shattered like fish scales!

Then the black arrow with the red arrow body penetrated Zhao Feng's chest instantly without any hindrance!

But it didn't go through the body, but stayed in Zhao Feng's body.

The runes on the arrow quickly lit up.

"Haha, I really hit it!"

In the distance, a monk's surprised voice came:

"The God-Breaking Crossbow was not immune to injuries even by the God-Transformation cultivator without noticing it. Now I have tried it in a small way, and it has indeed lived up to my expectations!"

"Get him!"

More than ten Nascent Soul cultivators quickly gathered around.

Bang bang!

There were several sounds in succession, and several dazzling lights lit up instantly, illuminating the entire sky and even eclipsing the sun.

At this moment, the monks covered by the explosion all lost their perception of the outside world!

"Not good! I can't feel it anymore with my spiritual consciousness!"

"careful!"

"Quickly retreat!"

In the fierce light, Wang Qingyang's cold face showed a hint of courage and determination. He used his magic to grab Zhao Feng, who was unable to move after being shot, and quickly flew out!

However, after just one breath, she froze instantly and clenched her silver teeth.

Not far from the opposite side.

An old man wearing a phoenix-feather robe said with a faint smile:

"I, Kemo, have been appointed as the master of Fenglin Mansion. I have been waiting here for a long time. Little friend, please don't resist any longer and leave him to me."

Wang Qingyang didn't speak, and his peripheral vision quickly glanced behind him.

Wow!

Figures rushed out from the violent light produced by the explosion, surrounding her and Zhao Feng in turn.

Then a majestic Nascent Soul Consummation cultivator, holding a huge crossbow-like object, did not hide his aura, and landed not far behind her. His tiger eyes fell on Zhao Feng's body, filled with a trace of Unconcealable greed.

"Is this the overseas monk who stole my Daqian Lianxu inheritance? Ha, it's quite ordinary."

Wang Qingyang's consciousness took the opportunity to scan the surroundings.

"They are all Nascent Soul cultivators..."

"Uncle, he has not recovered yet."

Even though Wang Qingyang had never been calmer before, at this moment, her mood could not help but sink completely to the bottom.

"Girl, hand over the person, I don't want to do anything to a junior."

The majestic monk put away his bed crossbow and said roughly.

Wang Qingyang glanced at the other party, and then at Zhao Feng, who was sitting cross-legged and trying to force the arrow out.

The two people's eyes made slight contact, and Zhao Feng nodded unconsciously.

Then an unspeakable smile appeared on Wang Qingyang's face.

The next moment, in the astonished eyes of everyone.

She shot out a third-level thunderbolt from her sleeve and landed on Zhao Feng's eyebrows.

Calmly said:

"If you don't move away, I will kill him immediately." (End of Chapter)