Rune Master

"If you can eliminate all the people present and prevent the news from leaking out, then I wish you good luck." A cultivator mocked.

"What do you mean?" The demon venerable looked and found that the person speaking was a human venerable. He was suddenly stunned, and then his face became more gloomy.

Those who can accept the sword cultivator's inheritance are basically human race cultivators. The words of the Demon Race Venerable have undoubtedly aroused everyone's greed, but most people think the same way, so they don't think it's wrong.

But these words, in the ears of the venerable human race, are shaking the foundation of their younger generation.

Because most of these people who come out of the great sword are no more than two hundred years old-it is precisely because the younger they are, the higher their talents, they will be favored by the inheritance, and they can enter the great sword to compete for inheritance.

The demons didn't say any more, and the human venerable who was confronting him didn't answer anymore, but just snorted coldly.

Judging from the cold aura emanating from his body, if the demon lord really dared to cooperate with other people to attack the people in the field, then he would never stand by and watch.

For a while, the forces of all parties gathered together. Although they all had some thoughts in their hearts, they all stood still.

"Is this coming out?" One of the cultivators who accepted the inheritance asked doubtfully, "I have only comprehended less than [-]% of the stone tablet."

From what this person said, it is obvious that he has not received all the inheritance.

The other cultivators who came out together glanced at him, their eyes flashed, as if they were thinking about whether this person said this to deceive others.

So many of them went in, but they didn't get together, but each of them got a stone tablet of enlightenment.

By the time the end was sent out, these people hadn't even met, let alone submitted streams.

So whether they have obtained all the inheritance, only they themselves know.

And those who conceived the crime of Bi and wanted to get the real inheritance would not be so foolish as to expose themselves.

Therefore, when these people on the field come back to their senses, no matter what the purpose is, looking at others is a warning.

Naturally, there are also calm and calm people among them, that's because they are not greedy.

The stone tablet is open to everyone fairly, and how much you can comprehend depends on your own understanding.

But in the final analysis, even if they only get the superficial understanding, the inheritance of the sword master level is still rewarding for them.

You must know that there are still many people, including cultivators of various races who are watching around, but they are not even qualified to enter the Great Sword.

Ling Yi looked calm, neither happy nor sad, he was not outstanding among the group of people who came out, and it became more and more difficult for people to see his depth.

"Hey, boy, I see that you have amazing bones and amazing talent. You must have gained a lot in the inheritance." Finally, a voice broke the weird silence. The old man's gloomy voice sounded, and he put a hand on Ling Yi's shoulder.

The people around all had a look on their faces, their hearts came, they kept their distance from the voice calmly, and looked at the old man who was in trouble.

They all knew in their hearts that after the inheritance or the secret realm, there must be a big battle.

It's just that the inheritance of the great sword and the process of passing it on this time are a little more secretive, which has resulted in a situation where everyone stands still and is on guard.

But once someone breaks the deadlock, what should be chaos will still be chaos.

Ling Yi's expression didn't change, he straightened his clothes, turned his head and said helplessly, "Old Jian."

That's right, it was Chi Qingyuan who followed Ling Yi and attracted the attention of most of the people present, and his tone was exceptionally off-key.

"Oh, it's boring to be discovered by you." Jian Lao changed his hand into a clap, and pretended to be inadvertently dusted Ling Yi's shoulder, as if sweeping away the useless dust for him, "I didn't expect We met so soon."

The voices of the two did not restrain themselves deliberately, and the already weird scene was stagnant because of this dialogue.

Dare to know these two people!The complexions of the people present were slightly distorted. Isn't this just a joke?Fortunately, they thought the fight had finally started!

"Huh?" One person exclaimed in a low voice, looking at Jian Lao uncertainly, "I see the aura of that Sword Master, but is it the Human Race Venerable who suppressed one party in the Meteor Emperor Mountain Range?"

"Which one?"

"The sword master who spoke."

"You mean, he is Chi Qingyuan who went into and out of the cemetery thousands of years ago and was besieged by various forces and disappeared?"

"Shh, I hear this man's temper is strange."

There were whispers from all around, and the topic and attention were diverted for a while.

The good thing is that the tense atmosphere that the Demon Race Venerable spoke before has loosened, which made many low-level practitioners breathe a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Lingzi, why didn't you see your family?" Jian Lao laughed, and didn't say too much about the inheritance, while calmly looking at the other cultivators who were retreating.

"I'm going to look for it." Ling Yi still looked calm.

"Then I'll be with you." Knowing the mutual induction between Ling Yi and Jing Chen, Jian Lao said directly, "I found a good piece of material here earlier, and I just happened to communicate with Xiao Jingzi about refining weapons."

"Senior said before that if you encounter something you can compete with in the tomb, you will definitely not show mercy." Ling Yi said, "Then why should I keep a competitor by my side?"

I don't believe you can't tell that this is a joke!Old Jian, "..." bared his teeth, "Your boy is too vengeful."

Jian Lao curled his lips, no matter how he couldn't say "You take what I said before as fart", he felt a little aggrieved.

No way, who made him no longer a spirit body living in Ling Yi's Consciousness Sea, with so many people around, he still needs to show some face.

"It's all taught by the seniors." Ling Yi replied.

Old Jian, "..."

Well, it's true to say that, the two of them met when Ling Yi was young, and it can be said that they brought each other up by their own hands.

Eh, so he is shooting himself in the foot?

The two were chatting happily, and they still had the time to squeeze each other out, but it was not so easy for the cultivators who came out of the same batch as them.

After all, there were many people entering the Wanyao Cemetery, and all races gathered together, and there were quite a few people present who had the same thoughts as the previous Demon Race.

For a time, an undercurrent surged.

Finally, someone couldn't hold back and took the lead.

His movements are not ostentatious, it can be said to be extremely concealed, it is one of the secret arts of his race, only when he is close, or at the moment of attack, can he sense weak fluctuations.

An Jin protruded from the ground, and a monk who was already on high alert changed his face and jumped up immediately.

Looking back at the place where he was standing, the flowers transformed by the magic power burst out of the ground.

It is not considered a flower, it has five petals, and the edges are serrated, opening and closing continuously.The size is huge, and acid mist is spit out even when it is relaxed, and the bulging pouch space below seems to be able to accommodate two adults.

"Fuck! What kind of plant is this?" Some cultivators were puzzled.

The cultivator who was attacked was only at the sixth rank of the Mysterious Class. Although he had risen into the air and avoided the first attack, he had not escaped from the crisis in his intuitive sense.

If not, the Big Mouth plant retracted abruptly, half of its body was buried in the ground, and suddenly it protruded. The rhizome connected to the ground stretched for more than ten meters, and when it opened and closed again, it secreted a large amount of sour liquid.

It's not the scariest.

After the blue skin of the big mouth flower turned red, a vine flew out from the flower heart thorn, engulfing the nearest cultivator at an alarming speed.

"Ah!" The cultivator was quickly dragged into the flower heart after being captured, and half of his body was bitten off before he even had time to struggle, and then the petals gathered and swallowed it whole.

Blood splattered, a few flowed from the mouth of the flower, and the monk's screams rang in his ears.

The whole process took less than a few breaths, and the crowd watching the whole process, "..."

"What the hell is that?!" Jian Lao's eyes widened, his eyebrows twitched, and he exclaimed, "I've only lived in seclusion for a thousand years, and the world is changing so fast."

Recluse?Are you sure it wasn't because someone broke up your physical body and you had to use the technique of turning your soul around to get up and practice?

Ling Yi glanced at him sideways, but didn't make a sound.Hehe, as long as you are happy.

"It should be some kind of secret technique to control Lingzhi." Ling Yi looked vaguely at a practitioner outside the battle circle.

Judging from the expression of the other party, it seemed that he was also shocked by this scene, so that he froze on the spot, his eyes were a little dull.

But Ling Yi accepted the inheritance of the great sword, and the surrounding sword domains that were of the same line as the inheritance have not completely dissipated. Everyone in the range of the sword domain's coercion in front of him is within his senses. Can hide from him.

"A good method, if it is used for a sneak attack." Jian Lao commented, "Unfortunately, it has already aroused our vigilance, and it will not be counted as a method if it is used again."

Jian Lao stroked his chin and said, "Look at the walking route of his flower heart vine, the attack distance is at most [-] meters... Well, Xiao Linzi, why don't we go back a little bit?"

Ling Yi, "...this plant only has the cultivation base of the fifth-rank Mystic-level, and it is the limit to attack the eighth-rank monks of the Mysterious-level beyond the third level. It shouldn't affect you, right?"

"Hey, you can't say that." Jian Lao said with a smile, his movements were already pulling Ling Yi back.

Shaking his head, Ling Yi had no choice but to keep up, and said, "Don't plan to drag me to stay to watch the show, since someone is coming out now, why don't we take advantage of this chaos and leave quickly."

"That's so boring." Jian Lao immediately replied, smiled maliciously, and pointed in the direction of the piranha, "Look again."

No matter how you look at it, you can't regard a flower as a tree?Ling Yi raised his eyebrows, but in the end he couldn't twist Jian Lao, and looked for the direction.

The scene in the arena has changed quite a bit during their conversation, and the most conspicuous one is still the piranha.

"It is, mutated?" In Ling Yi's perception, the flowers that took root in the ground suddenly appeared.

The roots hidden in the ground continued to grow, growing more than [-] times the original size, like a bloated sac, at first glance it seemed that the roots were bearing fruit.

Ling Yi's face changed slightly, and he pulled Jian Lao to continue to retreat.

"Yo, are you hiding fast now?" Jian Lao didn't miss any chance to tease Ling Yi.

"Be more serious." Ling Yi said speechlessly.

If the other party is still in the state of a wandering soul in his sea of ​​consciousness, if you want this noisy old man to shut up, you can do it just by cutting off the communication channel between the two, and it can be done in a matter of minutes.

But now that Jian Lao owns the entity, he really can't do anything with him.

Few people have noticed the changes in the root system of piranhas for the time being, and it is too late to hide closer, so there is no time to investigate.

As for the venerable level with strong spiritual power, they were fooled because the distance was too far away.

Oh, there was one person on the field who noticed it immediately, and that was the cultivator who released the piranha.