I want to get the inheritance from the saints of the Holy Land of Shouhuangji.
Not only must you have enough talent and strength!
You also have to have a certain amount of luck!
Ling Tian knew very well that there was not much he could actually do for Chu Tong and others during this process.
But he will still try his best to fight for opportunities for Chu Tong and others.
An hour passed quickly.
The more than 500 people in the square have already adjusted their condition to its peak.
Many people can't wait now.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Elder Ying Huang suddenly raised his hand and lit a white light.
When this light falls to the high platform on the north side of the square.
A teleportation divine pattern array that was originally hidden here was immediately opened.
"Walk!"
Yu Chen, who was sitting on the high platform, his eyes lit up.
While whispering, he stood up first and stepped into the divine pattern formation.
Immediately afterwards, his figure disappeared from everyone's eyes.
When Xue Jian and the other six saw this, they didn't hesitate at all.
Almost at the same time, the teleportation divine pattern array disappeared from the high platform.
"Go!"
Elder Ying Huang's figure hovered over the square and said indifferently to everyone in the square.
Everyone heard the sound and moved one after another.
One after another, they stepped into the teleportation divine pattern array and disappeared here.
Ling Tian and others also followed the flow of people and poured into it.
Through the teleportation of the divine pattern array, more than 500 people gathered under the holy mountain.
In front of everyone's eyes, there is a tall and straight mountain peak, extremely majestic, surrounded by faint golden light.
Looking from a distance, one can vaguely see twenty-one palaces standing on the holy mountain.
Every palace exudes a simple and mysterious atmosphere.
Presumably, there is the place where the saints of the Holy Land left their inheritance.
But at this time, even the seven Yuchen people standing at the front of the crowd did not take the lead to step into the Holy Mountain.
Ling Tian was confused and immediately led Chu Tong, Fengtian and others to squeeze through the crowd and came to the front of the crowd.
Only then did they realize that on the only ancient road leading to the Holy Mountain in front of everyone, the light of divine patterns was constantly flashing, as if there was hidden endless murderous intent!
"Divine Patterns!"
Ling Tian whispered and narrowed his eyes slightly.
With just a glance, he discovered that this divine pattern was actually composed of fifth-level peak divine patterns.
There are at least dozens or even hundreds of terrifying divine patterns hidden in them.
Judging from the power of the divine patterns, the intensity of these divine pattern offensives is comparable to the strongest attack of a ninth-level warrior in the True Yuan Realm.
It was enough to threaten the lives of all the True Yuan Realm warriors present.
After all, these divine pattern offensives hide extremely secrets.
When caught off guard, few people can guard against them all.
"This divine pattern should be the final test leading to the Holy Mountain!"
Yu Chen looked indifferent, looking at the not too long divine line in front of him, and calmly explained to everyone around him.
However, others around him were silent as they looked at this divine pattern.
At this time, the expressions on everyone's faces were more or less solemn.
They all could obviously see that this divine pattern contained endless murderous intent.
If you step on this divine pattern rashly, you may die in it by accident.
The inheritance of the saints of the Holy Land is certainly tempting.
But if you lose your life for this, it is something that many people are unwilling to do.
"If you don't even have the courage to face danger, don't even think about accepting the inheritance of the saints!"
Because everyone hesitated to move forward, Yu Chen said something contemptuously.
After the words fell, he raised his hand and pointed to one side, "Have you seen the teleportation magic circle over there? If you are afraid of death, leave from there as soon as possible!"
Hearing the sound, everyone couldn't help but look in the direction of Yu Chen's finger.
Only then did he notice that there was indeed a teleportation divine pattern formation there.
But when they recalled what Yu Chen had just said, they suddenly felt a little ashamed and angry.
These people have finally passed the Holy Mountain selection and have the qualifications to enter the Holy Mountain.
How could you just leave in such a dejected manner?
That would be so embarrassing!
What is said, but most people are still waiting and watching.
They did not go through the holy pattern path, nor did they choose to teleport the divine pattern array from there.
"A bunch of trash!"
Yu Chen shook his head in disappointment and sighed.
He made no secret of his disdain for everyone here.
As the chief saint son of the Holy Land of the Holy Land, Yu Chen is not afraid of this divine pattern.
His ideological consciousness is definitely higher than that of most people here.
He didn't take the lead in stepping into the divine pattern, he just wanted to see how many people in this realm dared to face life and death.
Because the inheritance of the saints of the Holy Land may be obtained by some of these people.
And those who have received the inheritance from the saints of the Holy Land will most likely have the opportunity to participate in the first battle between the Eastern Wasteland and the foreign races.
The battle with the alien race is much more dangerous than the divine pattern in front of you.
But what if, these people don't even have the courage to face the danger.
How can we talk about fighting against the aliens and protecting the Eastern Wasteland?
At this moment, Yu Chen was extremely disappointed.
Simply, he didn't say anything more.
At this moment, he slowly stepped forward, taking the lead in stepping into the divine pattern.
Buzz!
The moment Yu Chen stepped into the divine pattern path, a divine pattern sharp sword condensed on one side and stabbed towards him.
"Senior Brother Yu Chen, be careful!"
Seeing this, a disciple from the Holy Land of the Holy Land exclaimed and reminded Yu Chen.
However, Yu Chen's expression did not change, and he was still as calm as ever.
He didn't even take a look at this sword with divine patterns.
He just clenched his fist and punched out casually.
The roaring fist light was like the roar of a stormy wave, hitting the divine pattern sword and easily smashing the divine pattern sword into pieces.
His footsteps never stopped, and he slowly stepped forward leisurely.
Every three to five steps, there will be a terrifying divine pattern attack from all around.
Or a sharp sword with divine patterns, or a terrifying flame, or a domineering sword light.
Faced with all this, Yu Chen just punched in response.
During this period, no spiritual weapons or magic weapons were used.
Under his unpretentious punch.
All offensives were in vain.
His fists are invincible!
"Amazing……"
"Is this the strength of the Chief Holy Son of the Holy Land?"
"As expected of Senior Brother Yu Chen!"
Such a scene could not help but make everyone's hearts tremble.
Even Ling Tian's eyes narrowed at this moment.
"The people who can become the top ten saint sons of the Eastern Wasteland are indeed not ordinary people."
Ling Tian thought to himself, looking at Yu Chen with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
In Ling Tian's memory of his previous life, Yu Chen, the chief saint son of the Holy Land of the Holy Land, was once among the top ten saint sons of the Eastern Wasteland.
However, among the ten saint sons of the Eastern Wasteland in his previous life, Yu Chen's strength could only be considered to be at the bottom.
Even so, his strength is still much more terrifying than other geniuses.
Ling Tian himself was not sure whether, without using the Supreme Cloak, his Chaos Holy Body alone could withstand Yu Chen's full punch and remain unscathed!
