Demon Eye Shura

The Tower of Blood was towering, surrounded by divine light, and its majesty was unstoppable. .I haven't seen each other for several months, here Yiran has an extra round of magic circles.From large to small, from the bottom to the top.

Twenty layers of magic circles circulated, in which the aura is rich, the green grass is like a paradise, and a monk talks and laughs on a grassy slope, where tamed spirit knights are kept in captivity.A few miles away, there is a wide lake, surrounded by thick soil and fertile fields, planted with many herbs, auspicious light gushing out, and spiritual mist swirling around.

It's only been a few months, and the surrounding changes are astonishing. The lake is like a mirror, and the flowers are blooming like brocade. The Blood Building, which was built on a barren land, has turned into a paradise of peach blossoms.Let people linger.

If this scene was seen by monks who dared not step into the blood prison, they might regret it for a few lifetimes.

"This is the Snow Forbidden City! Miscellaneous people, leave!" the people from Xuemen yelled.

Zhuo Yifan looked at Le Shi, the big stone understood, raised his knife and slashed, and the wide nail door together with the "Snow Gate" plaque shattered with a "boom", turning into a handful of dust.

"you……"

All the monks who joined the Xuemen were retreating. The visitors were not friendly, and they directly smashed the plaques of the city gates. It was obvious that they were here to make trouble.

"Are you looking for death?" Xuemen cultivator was furious. Of the three leaders, one was injured, and the other two dared to come here to make trouble after only a golden core. They really despised him Xuemen Zongwei!Although Xuemen was established not long ago, it is by no means a soft persimmon.

The several cultivators guarding the gate, led by the master of the eighth-rank Jindan, all sacrificed their immortal swords and immortal hammers, hitting them like a meteor shower.

Zhuo Yifan didn't care, because these weapons hadn't been bullied yet, and suddenly turned halfway.A Golden Core cultivator who didn't even activate the Three Flowers Gathering.Even if there are another hundred people.Nor can it compete with the monks who are based on the monster race.

puff!puff!Mu Mu glared, and all the weapons rushed towards his master with an unstoppable offensive. In an instant, all the monks guarding the gate were killed by his own weapons and fell into a pool of blood.Now his mental power is no longer what it used to be. After the ability was stimulated, he went through several months of hard work.He has practiced this magical ability to manipulate at most a hundred weapons in an instant.

"Level [-] alert! Hurry up and invite the elder!" By now, monk Xuemen finally came to his senses, and they hit the iron plate.These few people are unusually strong, and they are by no means ordinary lunatics.

"No need, I'm coming!"

A majestic voice sounded, and suddenly heavy snow fell in the sky, and a figure with a canopy descended suddenly while sitting on the throne together.It was a young man who was surrounded by four monks of the Gold Core rank [-] of the monster clan, who appeared as soon as he appeared.It seems that winter is coming, and the snow is dancing wildly for a hundred miles around.Emanating infinite cold air.

"Yifan, this person..." Heilong shook a bit: "He is the inheritor of the Taoism! He has the Taoism of the Snow God!"

Zhuo Yifan didn't perceive this young figure with tyrannical power, but he could tell it with just a glance.This person is very strong, if he is given more time, he can keep pace with Fang Wei.

If it is said that those with divine body are born nobles, then the inheritors of orthodoxy are undoubtedly nouveau riche halfway through.Although there are differences between the two, they are essentially the same.All uphold the obsession of God!

Zhuo Yifan didn't expect that Xue Wulai would become the inheritor of Xueshen's Taoism after not seeing him for several months.

Although he had countless adventures in the Monster Mountain, which one did not come from a life-and-death struggle?How many times have you accumulated strong capital at the cost of falling?

But this person in front of him is different, as long as he accepts the baptism of Taoism wholeheartedly, he can get everything he wants.Time is his capital.

"Sect Master!" Seeing Xue Wulai's appearance, all the members of the Xuemen suddenly knelt on the ground.Looking at the few people who broke into this place in surprise, these people are really not easy to mess with, even the suzerain personally went out.

"Get up! From now on, I will be your suzerain." Zhuo Yifan walked forward, walking slowly, obviously not murderous, but it made the temperature around him a little bit colder.

"You... are bold!" Behind Xue Wulai, a sect elder pointed at him, with cold sweat dripping down his back. The person in front of him is what the sect master said was a fierce talent in the human realm?

Many people in the arena had heard of the battle of the strongest teenagers, but there were very few people who really knew the inside story.

These elders knew Zhuo Yifan because Xue Wulai had shown them a portrait.All he knew was that this young man was a piece of iron, so he was not easy to provoke, but he didn't know anything about the amazing combat power contained in him.

"The inheritor of Taoism is incredible." Zhuo Yifan sighed in his heart while looking at Xue Wulai.Inheritance of orthodoxy is indeed the most convenient shortcut for the strong, there is no need to consider the danger of impacting the realm, as long as you accept the inheritance wholeheartedly and increase your cultivation base.In the end, he was able to ask God to help him.

These are all fate.

Even though he was injured, he still couldn't help but figure it out. In the dark, he seemed to feel the resonance of heaven and earth, and worshiped Xue Wulai.

"I didn't expect to bump into a Taoist inheritor. This is not an ordinary person. It was impossible to calculate at first, but it is a pity that this person was too anxious. Properly, you can take away his orthodox inheritance." The black dragon spoke sinisterly through the sound transmission of spirit.

In the world, there are still many people who are similar to gods and Taoist successors, but among these people who hold the golden key, there are also those who are lucky and those who are unlucky. If you are lucky, you can activate your potential to shine forever. Okay, just like Xue Wulai, who is in a hurry to make a move often runs counter to it.

In fact, this is also part of the fate, it is difficult to guess.Even the gods and men in the ancient times cannot guarantee that they are completely free from the shackles of fate.

"He's strong. But that's about it."

"That's right. As an inheritor of the orthodoxy, what you need most is patience. If you don't neglect this point, no matter how strong the orthodoxy is, it will be meaningless." Black Dragon nodded.

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other, sparks were faintly sparked, and Zhuo Yifan felt a mighty spiritual force rushing past him, illuminating his entire body.

He did not hide his injuries and let the other party investigate.

After inspecting Zhuo Yifan's body, Xue Wulai revealed a dark and sinister smile: "Zhuo Yifan, you are here to make trouble just because of your physical injury?"

It's no wonder that Xue Wulai despised Zhuo Yifan. After the battle, Zhuo Yifan's injury had not yet recovered, and there was a curse added to him. No matter how scary the rumors were, it might not be possible to shoot such a big wave with this injury.

The corner of Zhuo Yifan's mouth was bleeding again, and everyone behind him trembled. Stone and wood quickly supported him, but he broke away.

He stepped forward step by step without slowing down, climbed up a hundred steps, and walked towards the main hall.Step by step, flowers bloomed step by step, with endless lotuses under the feet, just like the exiled fairy who is erratic in the world.

In the end, he climbed to the entrance of the hall, and looked at Xue Wulai.

"Xue Wulai, even if I am injured, I am definitely not something you, the inheritor of the trail, can bully. Everything in Human Domain was established by my brother, how can you allow yourself to be presumptuous! Get lost!"

Zhuo Yifan screamed, and with a bang, the fist shadow flew out with the endless talisman, submerging the Golden Luan Hall. . )