Jiang Chuan licked the blood off the blade. There was no nervous trembling or bloodthirsty desire. His face was expressionless, even a little complicated and heavy.
He looked up and saw a brightly lit ancient building standing silently against the dark background not far away. He could see many people leaning on the railings and looking at the eight-sided platform with smiles.
Under the sea of charming lights, the crowds of people are happy.
The vision seemed to be distorted for a moment, and suddenly everyone's expressions dropped, holding lanterns and looking at him blankly.
The man in black robe raised a low and straight voice, "Please choose the next opponent, Lord!"
Jiang Chuan was excited, and the crowd cheered.
His rationality returned little by little, and when he saw the people who wanted to take action forcefully, he took off the golden mask and said, "Don't be nervous, this is normal."
Zhan Changfeng stared at Jiang Chuan on the stage and the golden mask in his hand, silently.
Qi Huan, who was uniting everyone and trying to force a breakthrough, saw him taking off his mask and asked, "It's normal for you to kill them like this!"
Jiang Chuan glanced at the five bodies and the three stone pillars still burning with flames, and said, "I think you are all well-informed. You have heard about human sacrifice. The current situation is a bit similar to it. I put on After this mask, you become the 'overlord', and you also see the rituals they spread. This is indeed a part of accepting the inheritance."
He smiled, "This clan is very ancient, so the rituals are also very ancient."
Everyone was silent. It’s not that they didn’t know about human sacrifice. Some primitive tribes still have the tradition of killing people before war to sacrifice flags, or using human sacrifices in sacrifices. However, the sacrifices now may be them!
"With three more people, this ritual will be completed. No one will die next, and the rest can leave safely. To be honest, I am very interested in this inheritance, so I ask for your cooperation. Besides, if it is not completed, Everyone is inseparable." Jiang Chuan put on his mask again and said with malice, "Should you choose three people for me to kill, or should I choose three people at random?"
Also present were Zhan Changfeng, Hua Jianci, Qi Huan, Lao Luo Yimi, Xu Yunzi, and two people named Lu Zhang and Haoshen.
That golden bead limited their cultivation. If they really had to fight, their chances of winning would be very slim. It seemed that the only way left was to complete the ritual.
But the first five people were too dead to fight back. The wealthy gentleman asked the mysterious black-robed man, "Is his strength subject to the same restrictions as ours?"
"Yes, but the more he wins, the less restrictions he will have."
He has won five times, and no one knows what kind of strength he can use now.
Zhan Changfeng asked, "What will happen if we give up the inheritance?"
"Not at all." The mysterious black-robed man sneered hoarsely, "No one would give up a cave and a Mahayana inheritance."
"Perhaps there are different ways of doing things."
"Only those who are full can talk about ideals and talk. It seems that you are not lacking it." The mysterious black-robed man's words were full of meaning, causing some people to look at Zhan Changfeng with complicated and jealous looks.
Jiang Chuan's eyes on the stage also turned cold.
Although the master leads the door, cultivating the Tao depends on the individual, but it also depends on whether the initial door is big or small. Those who have the opportunity to practice the Hinayana exercises are chosen to be one in a hundred, and those who are given the opportunity to practice the Middle Vehicle exercises are chosen to be one in a thousand to practice the superior vehicle. There is only one person in a million who can practice the Mahayana Kung Fu. There is not one person in a million who has the opportunity to practice the Mahayana Kung Fu.
For the vast majority of people, it is a great opportunity to obtain superior skills that can advance to the realm of supernatural powers. How dare they dream of using Mahayana skills to channel spirits and enter the void state.
Zhan Changfeng didn't lack it. She didn't want to take the initiative to go on stage to kill and dissect corpses, nor did she want to be chosen to go on stage to kill and dissect corpses passively. She answered casually, "I don't think my master will allow me to practice other techniques."
Invisibly, everyone was wary. Many people still remembered that she suppressed the digital life and death realm with one formation outside the space crack. With such strength, it seemed that she was sent by a large sect.
If anyone kills her, they might be hunted down.
Jiang Chuan's eyes flickered. He would not pick Xu Yunzi from the Shennong Sect, nor Qi Huan from the Jingyao Dynasty. These people are dead, and the future is unpredictable.
Now we have to count this person.
He had a rough idea in his mind and pointed at the wealthy gentry, "Let's fight!"
The wealthy gentleman showed panic in his eyes and tried to stay calm, "I'm no match for you. Please find someone else. I'm willing to pay you millions."
He covets the inheritance, but compared with San Ye and the others, he is only weak but not strong. When he comes to power, he is seeking death.
"Fellow Taoist, are you trying to kill someone who is weak? I'm here to fight you!" Qi Huan said suddenly.
He Lao was anxious, "Master?"
Qi Huan's face did not change and he looked at Jiang Chuan steadily. Let's not say whether he is suitable for the Mahayana technique. This cave alone is enough for him. Chapter 635 of "Emperor's Divine Tongjian" you are reading now comes one after another. There is only half a chapter. To see the full version, please search on Baidu: () After entering, search: Emperor Shen Tong Jian
