Spiritual Resurrection: I Awakened a Divine Martial Spirit

The thin young man said to Lu Qingchen, with a sarcastic look on his face.

"Hahahahaha..."

Hearing this, the warriors just laughed louder.

"Oh? You mean you need me to blow open the third layer of barriers before you can give me the elixirs and spiritual stones?"

Seeing how smart this thin young man was, Lu Qingchen suddenly became interested.

"Yes, I promise!

As long as you blast away the third layer of barrier, all of us present will hand over the spirit stones and elixirs to you! "

The thin young man thought Lu Qingchen had taken the bait, and quickly patted his chest to reassure himself.

"Yes, yes, he is right!

As long as you blast away the third layer of barrier, we will hand over these spiritual stones and elixirs to you! "

Several other warriors also agreed.

"Heh, that's a good suggestion, but there's one thing you may not understand yet..."

Lu Qingchen looked at the thin young man and said quietly.

It was as if the evil spirits in hell were whispering.

"What don't you understand?"

The young man suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Pfft!"

A clear voice suddenly sounded in this empty floor, as if a sword was piercing flesh.

The thin young man whose face was full of sarcasm just now was suddenly stunned.

After a few seconds, he slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest.

Hot blood slowly gushes out of his chest.

If it weren't for the thick golden arm that blocked his wound, all the blood in his body might have been drained instantly.

The thin young man raised his head vigorously, stared at the owner of the golden arm in front of him, and said with difficulty:

"Who the hell are you...?!"

"Heh, isn't it too late to ask this question now?"

Lu Qingchen chuckled lightly,

"It's okay to tell you, my name is Lu Qingchen!"

"Lu Qingchen...you are the top...in this martial arts exam!"

Bright red blood gushed out from the mouth of this thin young man, and it seemed that he had exhausted all his strength after speaking this sentence.

"I...regret it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man's eyes widened and he fell straight backwards.

He actually died with his eyes open.

"If I had known this, why bother."

Lu Qingchen took out his sharp claws covered with golden scales and said softly.

Several warriors around saw this scene, and their faces spread with horror.

Shaking his thick arm stained with blood, Lu Qingchen glanced around.

"I'll hand it over, I'll give it all to you!"

A young man suddenly shouted and quickly threw the storage ring in his hand to Lu Qingchen.

"Me too, I'll hand it in too!"

Seeing the tragic death of this thin young man, the remaining people took the initiative to hand over the storage rings in their hands.

But Lu Qingchen ignored them.

"Why bother? As a warrior, isn't it good to die with dignity?"

Seeing these people rushing to hand over the storage rings, Lu Qingchen said with emotion.

"I don't want to die, I haven't lived enough!"

A young man cried bitterly and knelt directly in front of Lu Qingchen.

"Me too, I am old and young. Please spare my life. I will give you everything!"

A young man with a waxy complexion and sallow skin cried.

He hurriedly took out everything on his body.

The scene just now really frightened them to death. The warrior at the ninth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm was actually no match for the young man in front of them.

“We were blind this time and didn’t recognize it!

I hope you let us go once, otherwise if so many of us join forces, I think you won’t be able to stop us! "

Just as the remaining people were begging for mercy, a slightly rough voice came.

There was a hint of threat in the words.

I saw a burly young man walking out of the crowd. He didn't seem to be frightened by the scene just now.

"Yes, let us go this time, otherwise you alone will never be a match for so many of us!"

After hearing these words, the faces of the people who had just been crying and begging Lu Qingchen for mercy changed instantly.

They apparently regarded the burly young man as their savior.

Seeing the reactions of the people around him, Lu Qingchen suddenly laughed.

But his smile was full of coldness and sarcasm.

"In this case, let's all die!"

Lu Qingchen's eyes were cold, and he slowly raised the claw that was as sharp as a sharp blade.

...

Boom!

A huge sound came, and the entire Chinese people saw a huge dark palace slowly rising above the sky.

This dark palace was surrounded by four huge arenas, surrounding it like stars over the moon.

Tiandao Holy Courtyard.

The conference room on the third floor of Tiansheng Pavilion.

"The inheritance appears!"

A senior from the academy said with an extremely solemn expression.

"There is actually a holy realm inheritance!"

Liu Chengfeng spoke with some surprise.

"It has only been less than half a month since the secret realm was opened, and the inheritance has already appeared. It seems that these little guys are quite efficient."

Dean Qu, who was sitting next to him, was all smiles.

"Don't be too happy too early, this may not be a good thing."

Long Feng frowned, and his mood was completely different from that of Liu Chengfeng.

"You mean, there is something wrong with the palace and the four arenas?"

Seeing Long Feng's solemn expression, Han Meng asked.

"Yes, this secret realm inheritance may be completely different from our previous guess."

Chapter 112 Rise! Or Destruction

"We guessed before that no matter what happened in the secret realm, the outside world would not know."

Long Feng frowned, "And I also specifically told Lu Qingchen and others not to hold back in the secret realm."

So smart!

After hearing what Long Feng said, everyone present suddenly remembered these three words.

"And this time, all the forces in China sent out geniuses!

A dean of the Monster Academy even sent out his own juniors!

If someone dies, the consequences will be disastrous..."

"And, after a month, the exit of the secret realm will be opened, and the people inside will immediately appear anywhere in China."

"Now, you understand!"

Long Feng's serious voice echoed in this conference room, and for a moment, everyone present felt nervous.

The smiles on Liu Chengfeng and Qu Chuan's faces froze instantly, as if they had just eaten a dead spider.

Instantly, the atmosphere in the conference room became heavy.

"Not really, the Lord of Tianyang Palace has spoken.

No matter what happened in the secret realm, no force can pursue it after it comes out."

Just when everyone was silent, Liu Chengfeng suddenly spoke.

"That's what I said, but how many people will abide by it, Chengfeng, you think too simply."

Hearing his words, a white-haired old man shook his head and spoke.

"Do you believe the words of the temple? Liu Chengfeng, have you forgotten the incident more than ten years ago?"

"How could I forget? It was because of that incident that the temple became what it is now..."

Liu Chengfeng responded, and after a few seconds, his eyes suddenly widened and his voice trembled as he spoke: