Doomsday Sanctuary

Mu Ling sang wildly after rushing to the realm of Dhamma, rushing to the peak of the early stage of Dhamma before stopping, and the moonlight that enveloped her slowly retracted.

The Xingyue Blade resumed its normal suspension on top of Mu Ling's head, puffing out the starry light, while Mu Ling was sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes and practicing, and a round of moon-shaped magic phase flashed slowly above his head.

Di Ping knew that she was consolidating her realm. Mu Ling hit a big realm and three small realms at a time. It took some time to stabilize the realm. The Dharma-phase realm is not simply the accumulation of energy, and the realm must also keep up. I'm afraid that the innate Eucharist will have to go through this process.

Di Ping saw that Mu Ling's aura was stable, and he should be fine. Then he looked at the stars, his eyes gleaming implicitly:

"Senior, you violated the rules. Xingyue Blade directly acknowledged the matter of the Lord, you didn't tell me!"

When Xingchen heard the words, he suddenly stagnated, and a little embarrassed, he turned his gaze from Mu Ling to look at Di Ping:

"Little friend, please forgive me for not explaining that Xingyue Blade is a holy artifact of the clan, Xingyue Holy Spirit is definitely hidden in Xingyue Blade, this girl’s blood is too good, Xingyue Blade has directly recognized the Lord, but I promise There will be no problem!"

Di Ping stared at the stars and said:

"You are fortunate that there is no problem, otherwise the Xingyue clan will have no ancestors!"

When Xingchen heard the words, he was suddenly excited. He could feel the murderous intent in Di Ping's words. He believed that Di Ping was definitely not alarmist, he really dared to do it.

Xingchen smiled awkwardly, now he still has to ask Di Ping, can't turn his face at all, of course he doesn't dare to turn his face.

At this time, Di Ping reached out to the stars and said:

"Bring things!"

Xingchen was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood what Di Ping wanted, a trace of reluctance and pain flashed in his eyes, but then he waved his hand, and there were two more things in front of him, it was the alchemy furnace and the black iron ring. .

Xingchen looked at Di Ping's eyes flashing with pride, and said:

"My little friend, these two items are both Tier 6 top-quality magic weapons. They are invaluable. Back then, I spent thousands of years and spent countless treasures to obtain treasures. Many forces didn't even have one. You took advantage! "

Di Ping took the two things with a calm expression, his face was still, is the sixth-order best product precious?

Is he proud of having the seventh-order peak magic weapon?

With a move of his hand, Di Ping put the two things away, but still stretched out his hands and said lightly:

"There is another thing!"

Xingchen was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Di Ping to be so calm, completely without excitement and excitement, it seemed very ordinary, he was secretly surprised, if it wasn't for Di Ping's power to be too strong, it would mean that the opponent would not look at the sixth-order best magic weapon.

Regardless of the reason, he took a high look at Di Ping, his eyes flickered for a while, his face was painful, as if he had gouged out his flesh, and he drew out a glistening egg-sized bead.

Looking at the orb, Xingchen gritted his teeth with constipation as if he had made up his mind. With a sudden wave of his hand, he threw the inheritance orb to Di Ping, turned his face proudly and looked at the sky with an incomprehensible and profound expression.

"Little friend, this is the refining heritage of the old man. The value in this star realm is immeasurable, and only some ancient tribes have this inheritance. You must treat my inheritance well, don’t let it be dusted and cut off. Inheritance!"

Di Ping held the inheritance jewel in his eyes. This is exactly what he lacks. With inheritance, he believes that he can quickly improve his realm without a system of inheritance, so he looks like a rare star with constipation. Comforted:.

"Don't worry, senior, even if I don't use your inheritance, I will definitely help you pass it on!"

"Huh! That's good!"

Xingchen snorted with his hands behind his back, but his face looked better.

Di Ping held the orb with excitement in his eyes. He couldn't wait to put the orb on his eyebrows and poured his soul into it. Suddenly, light surged in the orb, and a ray of light shot towards Di Ping's eyebrows.

Xingchen's eyes moved slightly. He didn't expect Di Ping to pass it on now. He was speechless for a while, shook his head and said:

"What a hairy boy, I really don't know how he cultivated to the present level!"

Di Ping’s spirit level is already extremely high, and the inherited information in the inheritance orb is extremely huge, but it will not have much impact on it. It is just that the influx of a large amount of energy makes him a little uncomfortable for a while, and he quickly mobilizes the spirit to guide the information in the spirit. Seeds of inheritance are condensed in space.

After a full cup of tea, the inheritance finally came to an end. The inherited orb cracked cracks with a click, then quickly shattered into a piece of powder, sliding down Di Ping’s hand, and Di Ping did not pay attention at all. His divine consciousness really looked for information in a condensed inheritance seed in the divine soul space.

But soon, Di Ping's face became more and more ugly, more and more dignified, gloomy as if dripping water, and the huge breath on his body began to surge. Even Xingyue felt a trace of pressure, and his eyes looked surprised. With Di Ping, shouldn’t you be happy with inheritance?

Why did you suddenly get sick?

"No...No, how could there not be!"

Di Ping looked excited, his eyes filled with anxiety and panic, and he said anxiously.