Xuanhuan: Me!Start the creation of Tianji Pavilion

"Formation?"

The woman frowned and said, she also tried to practice the exercises, but encountered the same situation.

"It may be some kind of unknown formation, which is beyond the range we can deal with, junior sister, why don't we retreat first, and ask the guardians from the Hui clan to come over."

The man was unwilling.

If you find inheritance in the wild, if you can occupy it with your own strength, it will be regarded as your own chance encounter, but if you can't obtain it by force, you can only go back to the ancestral land of Ye's family and ask the guardians to help, and you can only get a small share. part.

Every protector is a master of the holy king level, responsible for protecting the young people with great potential in the clan.

"Ok."

The two chose to leave. Fortunately, this unknown formation restriction did not take the initiative to attack them, nor did it restrict their departure.

Not long after, other members of the Ye clan came over,?This skeleton was also found.

"This, this seat... the ancient soldier saint king, burns the last remnant soul today, wants to leave a legacy, young people... come and try."

The jade-colored skull repeated.

Soon, there were a few more people who left sadly.

Without exception, they found that their cultivation was greatly suppressed as soon as they approached the skeleton.

Among the members of the Ye clan, there is no lack of semi-holy-level geniuses, and even monstrous descendants of saints, but they can't do anything about this strange skeleton.

"It may be the inheritance of the holy king! You go back quickly and inform the guardians. It is best to be good at breaking the formation. I am here to watch this skeleton."

A young man with a face like a crown gave orders.

He is one of the strongest heirs of this generation of Ye's imperial family, enough to be ranked in the top five, and has a very large right to speak.

……

After a while, three old men with white beards and hair and pale faces came together, and the tyrannical aura belonging to the holy king swept all directions.

"Welcome to the Guardian!"

Many people bowed their hands in salute.

The guardians have a very high status in the clan. Except for the young kings in front of them, everyone else is respectful when they see them.

"Fellow Daoist, I hope you will take the initiative to hand over the inheritance. Our Ye Clan will assign it to the right person and find an excellent successor for you."

A guardian said loudly.

Ye's imperial family has a big family and a great business, and they are no longer surprised by a mere holy king.

"Are... all the younger generations so arrogant? If you want to pass on the inheritance, obediently choose a successor for me. If you force it, don't blame me for killing you all!"

The dying skeleton, the will-o'-the-wisp in the skull seemed to be extinguished at any moment, but what he said made the temperature of the air drop to freezing point in an instant!

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Chapter 43 Ancient Heroic Soul!

"Your time is past."

A saint king protector said lightly.

His whole body was full of spiritual power, his body burst into bright light, endless divine splendor soared into the sky, his blood was surging, his energy was surging, his whole body seemed to be transformed into a divine furnace, trying to refine the world!

He was already ready to take action, smashing the skeleton with one blow, imprisoning its remnant soul, and searching for the memory forcibly!

"Slow down, let the young people in the clan try it. They haven't experienced hardships for a long time. Like flowers living in a greenhouse, it's okay to suffer."

The last protector spoke.

He is the oldest, with the highest cultivation level, and has faintly reached the peak of the Holy King.

"Hmph! I'll let you go."

The guardian who wanted to make a move said.

"Go ahead, each according to his means, whoever gets it will get it."

The Taoist with the highest cultivation level announced.

At this time, no less than a hundred people had gathered around the skeleton. Except for the three guardians, they were all young talents from the Ye clan. In the ordinary sects outside, they were all monsters at the level of true disciples.

"Okay! Let's go first!"

A dozen or so young people had already discussed it. They retreated together, away from the range imprisoned by the formation, separated by endless distances, each brewing a big killer move. They wanted to use powerful force to explore the reality of this strange skeleton.

"disease!"

"burst!"

"Photo!"

……

In an instant, all kinds of supernatural powers and martial arts were launched from their hands, and the field was full of spiritual energy, mighty power surged, swords, swords and swords, divine light burst out, and countless cracks were "stabbed" in the void.

With the cooperation of more than ten talented disciples, the power has faintly surpassed the limit of a saint, reaching the casual blow of a saint king.

"good."

A Dao protector showed a smile on his face. The young people in the clan really have unlimited potential. It is quite good to have such power under the hands of all.

"What garbage?"

Skeleton closed its mouth in a jerky manner, and said shocking words.

He sat there casually, like an old man in his dying years, who would fall apart with the slightest breeze.

The joint efforts of more than a dozen genius disciples turned into an endless tide of terrifying energy, destroying everything, and surging towards him, but when they approached him with a hundred feet around him, they quietly disappeared as if they had hit an ancient sacred mountain. There was no movement at all.

"Even the formation is not activated, I am so disappointed."

"If you don't have a holy king fighter, don't take any more shots. You will dirty the king's eyes."

The skull snapped off the skull, took out a piece of white handkerchief from nowhere, and wiped the skull carefully, especially the two empty eye sockets, repeatedly rubbing and rubbing, as if it was really dirty.

"You, you dead skeleton, how dare you underestimate us!"

A young man was so angry that his face was flushed. He and others were geniuses and evildoers at the peak of the semi-saints.