Magic Sword starts from Douluo

Chapter 81 Inheritance Hall

The gate of life is the exit of the formation, and as soon as the two of them got out, the long-lost soul power felt all over their bodies.

The seal is lifted!
Xiao Ning felt relieved.

But the bad old man didn't have any expression on his face, as if he knew this a long time ago.

Looking forward, I saw a magnificent palace not far away, with a gold-carved roof and two magnificent statues standing the day before yesterday, which looked majestic and majestic.

The ancient and mysterious words are engraved on the plaque in the hall, flowing with the quiet beauty of the years.

This is the Hall of Inheritance!

The supreme existence of the ancient human race, the true sacred place.

Even the bad old man who had already become a titled Douluo couldn't help being excited at this moment, because he clearly felt that familiar aura again.

"Divine will! There is a breath of divine slander here."

The devil in Xiao Ning's heart suddenly woke up, and he felt that familiar breath.

The "Soul Talisman Sutra" flashed with light, and a power of inheritance poured into Xiao Ning from the palace.

"Hmph! How can my doll be snatched away by you and others!"

An invisible breath from the demon god swept away, directly shattering the power of inheritance.

The situation suddenly changed, and there was a sudden change in the inheritance hall.

The two statues stood up slowly.

"What's going on?" The bad old man and Xiao Ning were very at a loss, not knowing what happened.

Pairs of eyes emitting yellow light appeared, and the two static statues suddenly started to move as if they wanted to be alive. The jet-black luster was popular, and the ferocious soldiers who were originally fixed were pulled away.

"What is this?"

Xiao Ning was stunned, and a line of writing appeared in his mind instantly.

Guardian Statue: It was built by ancient strange people using soul-forbidden stones, immune to all attack damage from soul power, soul bones, and soul skills.

This soul-suppressing stone is a good thing, if ordinary soul masters come here, they will be planted.

But there is another kind of power in Xiao Ning's body, so he is not afraid at all.

The jet-black halberd hit the head with a force of several thousand catties.

Boom!
Xiao Ning stepped on his body to dodge, and a big pit appeared on the spot.

The old man didn't know about this situation, the second soul ring lit up, and a huge icicle rose from the ground, piercing straight into one of the god statues.

boom!
The huge anti-shock force instantly bounced it away, and suffered some minor injuries. The bad old man used his soul power to turn over in embarrassment, so he didn't fall so badly.

"Smelly old man, these two guys are made of forbidden soul stones, don't use soul power!"

"Damn!" The bad old man spat: "Combined soul power is useless in the space of this ancient ruin, right?"

There was no other way but to use his body strength again, and with a ding sound, that extremely sharp and powerful sword appeared in his hand.

Reaching the title of Douluo, the tempering of soul power every time he advances makes his body strength continuously increase. Without using soul power, the old man's physical strength and speed have already been counted as the top of human beings.

The god statue stabbed at it with a halberd, and the old man felt the terrible power contained in it, so he didn't carelessly, wiped the body of the halberd and went up with his backhand, and slashed at the god statue with a knife.

Although the Soul Forbidden Stone can be immune to soul power, it cannot resist this kind of physical attack.

With a crash, many parts were chopped off by this knife, and they were directly broken, and large and small stones fell down.

"Stinky boy, don't use martial soul, you can hurt it with other things!"

Xiao Ning's magic sword hit the statue's body, but was bounced away again. Hearing the old man's reminder, he suddenly realized.

"Don't use Martial Soul? In this way, my devilish energy will be useless!"

Although Xiao Ning has two forces in his body, they both have to pass through the martial soul: Demon Sword to exert their power.

Putting away his magic sword, two fists the size of sandbags appeared in his perception.

The "Seven Evil Fist" was mobilized at this moment, Xiao Ning used his strength, and flew away at a high speed, hitting the target directly.

Cracks appeared in large chunks of black stone.

Really useful!

Xiao Ning's fist was numb and painful, the force was mutual, before he just hit people or beasts, but now he wanted to hammer a statue made of stone.

Can't control that much anymore, Xiao Ning bit the bullet and seized every opportunity to beat the guardian statue.

After an unknown amount of time, the two finally smashed the god statue they were facing into stone fragments, and they could no longer move to attack others.

Seeing the only intact stone shield left on the ground, the bad old man picked it up with a flash of his eyes.

"Stinky boy, this is a good thing!"

"What a good thing? A broken shield, two punches will rot!" Xiao Ning used his soul power to heal the wound on his hand.

However, the situation is not optimistic, there are bruises on many muscles and bones, and a small number of obvious damages and fractures, which may greatly affect Xiao Ning's combat effectiveness when using the sword.

The bad old man wanted to smack him a little bit.

"What do you know? If this kind of soul-restraining stone shield is only used to defend against the attack of soul power?"

With one word to the point, Xiao Ning suddenly realized, and said in surprise: "You mean?"

"That's right!"

Xiao Ning quickly took it from the old man's hand, and put it into the soul guide.

When the danger outside was lifted, the bad old man let go of his mental strength and wanted to go in to check, but he was bounced away.

A sense of doubt arose. Back then, he saw a huge lizard outside the temple gate. Where did that guy go now?

"Come on, let's go in and see!"

The two walked in cautiously, not daring to relax in the slightest.

The "Soul Talisman Sutra" in the soul guide was emitting light again, and at this time a pair of terrifying eyes opened in the depths of the hall.

Click click click click!

The huge stone gate that has gone through tens of thousands of years was slowly pushed open, and the mechanism was triggered at this moment.

Two obvious flames ignited, but spread to the depths little by little, and after a while, all the torches were ignited with raging flames.

Dazzling light illuminated the space in the temple, and one after another carved murals appeared in the old man's sight.

The old man was instantly attracted, and couldn't help walking over, reaching out to touch these murals that had been around for countless years.

"Smelly old man, what are you looking at?"

Under the perception of spiritual power, Xiao Ning also sensed the existence of this mural.

But after a while, he was also drawn to the contents of these murals.

What I saw when I opened the "Soul Talisman" for the first time came to my mind again in connection with the information on the mural.

In the prehistoric years, monsters and beasts roamed freely. Weak humans had no strength to resist. They could only be reduced to food, and fell into extinction for a while, until a strange man appeared. He led everyone to kill monsters and used thaumaturgy to bring The souls of monsters are imprisoned, and strong humans are selected to fuse with their souls, and finally the power of monsters is obtained, and passed down from generation to generation...

This is the origin of Wuhun!
The two smart guys understood the meaning at once.

Good guy, it feels like the already solid world view is suddenly trampled.

"It seems that this is the inheritance place of the talisman god!"

The demon god's thoughts were flying. In the ancient years, the so-called Xiaoyaozi led this human race from extinction to glory, and then gained the vast power of faith.

Thus ascending to the sky in one step, flying into a god, and becoming a first-level god.

His hand stretched out so long.

In fact, as early as when Wang Fugui gave away the "Soul Talisman Sutra", the demon god had doubted his true identity.

Unexpectedly, all of this is a bureau set up by you Fushen!

Suddenly, before Xiao Ning could react, a white light directly shot into his head.

Severe pain spread throughout the body, as if a force was tearing at the soul.

Immediately, unstoppable blood flowed from the seven orifices, and the scene was horrifying.

(End of this chapter)